Chapter 386

An ambush.

When the two leaders heard what the messenger had brought back, they disagreed.

"Count, I think this is an opportunity. The Chinese are very arrogant. We can play with them with applause." Apollo said.

The count shook his head and said, "I suspect it's a conspiracy. He wants to lead us out and kill us. The British and French coalition forces have no leader and then catch them all."

Each of them insisted on his own words, and neither of them could persuade the other.

Finally Apollo said, "well, well, you and I take a step back. There is a low slope thirty miles away from the southeast. Let's put the negotiation place there and agree that both sides can only send two people. Is that right?"

Hearing this, the count hesitated and said, "it's still not safe. There are so many experts in China..."

"Dear count, there is a Chinese saying, which is to destroy your style and increase the enemy's spirit. With the strength of you and me, even if you can't defeat the Chinese, can you still run away?"

Apollo smiled confidently.

The count hesitated for a few seconds and said, "you're right. You and I are the strongest in China. Even if we can't fight, we can still run."

Soon.

The British envoy came to Zheng Feiyue again and put forward the requirements of the two leaders.

"When you meet alone, you can't send more than two people?"

Zheng Feiyue pondered for a moment and said with a smile, "go back and tell your boss that I agree to their requirements, and I will go alone without anyone."

The Englishman wondered, "is this true?"

"Of course, I always keep my word."

The British went back happily.

Qin Zhong looked at his cheerful figure, shook his head and said, "poor and ignorant guy."

A low slope thirty miles southeast.

Zheng Feiyue is alone and has long been waiting here.

Apollo and the count came cautiously, stopping three steps along the way. When they were sure that there was no ambush around, a smile appeared on their faces.

More Than This.

There was a slight chill in the smile.

The Chinese promised to come alone. His arrogance gave the British and French coalition an opportunity. Maybe they could solve the battle without American reinforcements.

Zheng Feiyue looked at the two people slowly around and said, "you're coming."

Apollo smiled and said, "you really keep your promise. Come alone!"

The count quietly intercepted Zheng Feiyue's back road and said with a smile: "Chinese, you are naive and stupid, just like your ancestors!"

Zheng Feiyue said expressionless, "so you don't intend to negotiate?"

"Ha ha ha!"

Both of them laughed.

"Negotiation? Your stupidity made us decide not to negotiate, but to kill you." Apollo smiled grimly.

The count nodded and said, "we have investigated you. No one in your army is your direct force. If you die, they won't work hard for you and us."

"You're right. I gathered this army by coercion and inducement. As long as you kill me, the team will fall apart immediately." Zheng Feiyue opened his arms. "So, what are you hesitating about? Kill me and the army will retreat!"

Apollo and the count looked at each other and suddenly dared not act rashly.

Why is this Chinese confident?

Are there any backhands they don't know?

Zheng Feiyue sighed, shook his head and said, "since you don't kill me, I'll kill you."

The voice fell.

Evil spirit suddenly appears!

Chengying sword appeared quietly and lifelessly, turned into a swimming fish and rolled towards them.

Apollo and the count were shocked and angry.

"Come out, my sun!"

Apollo roared, and his body radiated a hot light, which was warm and frightening.

Zheng Feiyue shook his head and threw out the props just pulled out.

Advanced frozen props!

In an instant, the hot temperature dropped rapidly and threatened to drop greatly.

Apollo panicked and was about to make other moves when a small sword passed through his chest.

"Er!"

Apollo looked down at the broken heart and knelt down slowly.

Die!

The shadow Sword Stained with painstaking efforts is like getting a child's toy. It turns happily in the air and returns to Zheng Feiyue's hands.

Zheng Feiyue looked at the count.

The count's sweat flowed immediately.

"Dear Chinese, I apologize for my previous impoliteness. France is willing to accept your surrender unconditionally. Please forgive me."

The count knelt down slowly.

Zheng Feiyue said coldly, "you shouldn't ask me for forgiveness. Go underground and ask my ancestors for forgiveness."

The shadow sword roared out and drilled into the count's heart.

A sword pierces.

However, the count did not die, but showed a sneer and turned into thousands of bats.

"Hahaha, stupid Chinese, you can't kill me."

Zheng Feiyue looked at the bats all over the sky, shook his head and said, "really, there are all kinds of demons and ghosts. Fortunately, I just won the prize to prevent you."

After saying that, Zheng Feiyue threw a golden prop into the sky.

That's a small net.

The small net rose in the wind and turned into an overwhelming golden net, enveloping all bats in the net.

The big net shrinks and finally becomes the size of one person.

In the net, the count who has recovered his adult form is looking at Zheng Feiyue with a frightened face.

Zheng Feiyue walked over with the shadow sword and said, "now you fly. Cut off your head. I see how you fly!"

Miso!

Blood rose to the sky.

In a few minutes.

The formation of the British and French coalition forces.

Zheng Feiyue walked to the front of the array with two heads and threw them into the array.

"Lord Apollo!"

"Lord count!"

"The devil, he killed two leaders."

"What should we do?"

Just as the British and French allied forces fell into panic, Zheng Feiyue's voice came from the outside.

"As long as you surrender, I promise I won't kill you. If anyone is in charge, come out and talk!"

An Englishman and a Frenchman trembled out of the array and looked at Zheng Feiyue's eyes like a devil from hell.

"Do you mean what you say?" Zheng Feiyue asked.

The two introduced themselves.

"I am the deputy leader of the absolute field."

"I am the deputy leader of the city of war."

Zheng Feiyue said, "well, now I officially announce that you two have become regular. In the future, the hosts of Britain and France will belong to you, but those who disobey will die!"

The two deputy leaders looked at each other and saw the joy in each other's eyes.

You're a regular?

And such a good thing!

After the exclamation, the two knelt down on one knee to Zheng Feiyue and said, "I'd like to serve you!"

Zheng Feiyue said faintly, "don't I have to say more about what you want to do next?"

They said excitedly, "we'll go back to our country and gather the host to accept your platform, but there's no amnesty for those who don't obey orders!"

"Go!"

Zheng Feiyue smiled.