The fiefdom increases by one soldier every second, and millions of cavalry circle the Dragon City

In Heifeng Stronghold, news has been learned that Qin Mingzheng is leading the army and is heading here.

The boss, He Zhiyi, was not surprised but happy, feeling that Qin Ming was here to die!

Immediately, he arranged for his brothers to prepare defenses in advance.

Dragging out the sharp wooden fence, he quickly circled the Black Wind Village in a square shape.

On the arrow tower, bandits carrying long bows soon stood on their backs.

They looked around, but saw nothing.

Qin Ming's army is still some distance away from the Black Wind Stronghold, but they have already taken warning in advance.

This is very fatal for combat.

Because Qin Ming has lost the opportunity.

What if these gangsters in Heifeng Village were not prepared and were attacked by Qin Ming with his entire army!

Then it will be easier to succeed!

But now, the Black Wind Village is on full alert, and it is very difficult to break into it!

In the main hall of Black Wind Village, He Zhiyi was pacing left and right with an inexplicable expression on his face.

It was not because of Qin Ming's matter, but because he had already received news from Yan'an City before.

Chu Zhongfeng actually sent someone here again!

He Zhiyi still remembered that there was no news from Xiong Hei and others sent last time.

He Zhiyi didn't know what their purpose and mission was.

Maybe they have left here and returned to Yan'an City?

He Zhiyi would not have thought that Xiong Hei and his party would have died in Qin Ming's hands! Completely buried in Jinsha City!

There was no news from Xiong Hei and others, but at this time, news from Yan'an City was received.

It was said that another group of people were coming, and He Zhiyi couldn't help but guess what Chu Zhongfeng was thinking in his heart.

But Chu Zhongfeng's reputation was far and wide. How could He Zhiyi easily guess what he was thinking?

Therefore, He Zhiyi couldn't think of a reason and could only sigh.

He can only hope that things will develop as he wants.

If they can win over the Sixth Prince and have the support of City Lord Chu, wouldn't their Heifeng Stronghold be in trouble in Lingnan?

By the time......

The scene He Zhiyi imagined was beautiful, but the reality was very skinny.

But before he could wait for Chu Zhongfeng's support, he was the first to receive another piece of news.

The younger brother hurried over and said, "The boss is here, here he is!"

He Zhiyi's eyes showed a hint of joy and he said anxiously, "Did City Lord Chu send someone here?"

The younger brother shook his head repeatedly and said nervously.

"It's not City Lord Chu...it's that prince!"

He Zhiyi's expression also changed slightly, "Sixth Prince? Coming so fast?!"

But immediately, he smiled ferociously.

"Humph, since he has come here to die, then I will help him!"

"Let's go! Come with me and see!"

After leaving the main hall, he quickly greeted all the brothers in the stronghold.

When the members in Heifeng Village heard this, they all started talking about it.

The gangsters in Heifeng Village have always been used to running rampant, and even if they heard that the person coming was a prince, they would not be afraid at all!

In Lingnan, let alone the prince.

Even if Emperor Yan comes in person, it won't make much difference to them.

In the Black Wind Village, the members of the Black Wind Village gathered together.

On the broad table, there were large bowls of wine.

Seeing that the battle was imminent, He Zhiyi didn't look anxious on his face.

He took a deep breath, picked up the drink on the table and drank it in one gulp.

The turbid wine dripped down his neck.

Anyone who sees this heroic way of drinking will say, "It's a waste."

But for everyone in Heifeng Village, this has long been commonplace.

"Brothers, the war is coming, I won't say anything else!"

"After finishing this bowl of wine, get ready to go into battle and kill the enemy!"

"Whoever can take the head of the sixth prince will be the fourth master of our village!"

"The Sixth Prince must not have many people under his command. If we guard the stronghold, we will win this battle!"

"Once we win this battle, our Black Wind Village will be prosperous in the future!"

"..."

He Zhiyi's tone was passionate, boosting the morale of the brothers around him.

The faces of the brothers under his hands turned red and they were very excited.

After He Zhiyi finished drinking, they all looked solemn and picked up the drinks on the table.

They drank it all in one gulp.

"Bang!"

He Zhiyi took the lead and slammed the wine bowl in his hand to the ground.

The wine bowl shattered instantly and fell into pieces.

The rest of his men followed suit.

A crackling and shattering sound sounded.

The wine splashed everywhere, and the aroma of wine instantly filled the village.

"kill!"

Their murderous voices echoed in Black Wind Village.

He Zhiyi led a group of brothers and quickly passed the sentries in Heifeng Village.

Although the gate of Heifeng Village is made of wood, it is hard and full of thorns. The color is dark red. It is unknown whether it is caused by dried blood stains or other reasons.

Just looking at it makes people shudder and dare not get close.

The brothers of Heifeng Village struggled to pull the axis plate, and the gate of Heifeng Village slowly opened.

A few meters away, He Zhiyi could already see the black spots slowly moving towards here in the distance.

That must be the sixth prince of Jinsha City!

He Zhiyi looked at it from a distance, and the black dots in the distance almost formed a line.

The black spots were getting closer and closer, so close that he could roughly see the number of enemies.

After seeing it clearly, He Zhiyi's frown relaxed.

The originally tense spirit also relaxed a little.

He could clearly see that the troops brought by the Sixth Prince were only a few thousand at most!

It looks like there are only two to three thousand people!

With this small force, do you want to compete with his Black Wind Village?

Do these six princes have that kind of strength? !

He Zhiyi felt at ease.

"Hmph, brothers, this Sixth Prince looks down on our brothers a little too much!"

"Let him know what Black Wind Village is!"

"Nie Hailong, Zhao Wan, take your brothers and get me the head of the sixth prince!"

Nie Hailong agreed simply, raised his feet and looked out the door.

But Zhao Wan's face was not so pretty.

Against these six princes, Black Wind Village might have a good chance of winning, but!

This does not mean that the first few are not in danger.

You know, no matter what, the Sixth Prince still has thousands of heavily armored elite soldiers under his command!

Besides!

A stalwart figure flashed in Zhao Wan's mind.

Fear flashed through his eyes.

And that invincible warrior!

That's not something he can handle alone!

Even if Nie Hailong is added, the two of them can only hold on for a while longer!

If this is the first one, even if he doesn't die, he will be disabled, right?

If possible, given his character, he would definitely not take the lead.

But He Zhiyi, the head of his Black Wind Village, had already said so.

It was hard for him to refuse for a while...

Got it!

Zhao Wan touched his neck, his eyes brightening slightly.

He covered his neck, pretending to be in pain.

"The boss, the last time we fought, the injury has not healed yet, you see..."

Last time, his neck was almost cut off by Guan Yu!

He Zhiyi also remembered this and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Immediately, he looked at the person next to him.