"Young master, are you okay?"

Wang Ming, who didn't know whether it was himself or the blood of the enemy, looked at Yang Feng with a nervous expression.

"I'm fine!"

Yang Feng glanced at Wang Ming, who was covered in blood, and Wang Yang, who was holding two big hammers on the side, with a look of excitement on his face, and said with a calm face.

"Young master, the slave rebels are strong, let's run away quickly!"

After receiving Yang Feng's affirmative answer, Wang Ming glanced at the slave soldiers who were approaching, and proposed with a nervous expression.

"With these rebels, there is nothing they can do about us!"

Casually glancing at the slave soldiers who were approaching, Yang Feng said with a calm expression.

"Young master, there are more than 300 of us, but there are tens of thousands of slave soldiers, we are not opponents at all! It doesn't matter if we die, if the young master has an accident, it's not worth it! Seeing that Yang Feng was reluctant to leave, Wang Ming's heart tightened, and he couldn't help but persuade loudly.

"I said, these rebels can't help us, you just have to watch a good show!" Seeing Wang Ming's nervous look, Yang Feng smiled slightly and said with confidence on his face.

Seeing the smile on Yang Feng's face, Wang Ming was surprised in his heart, not knowing whether Yang Feng was scared silly, or if he really had a powerful hole card, so that he could face 10,000 slave soldiers like wolves and tigers, and he could still smile without changing his face.

Although he was worried in his heart, as Yang Feng's housekeeper, Wang Ming did not say more and opposed Yang Feng's decision, but stood quietly to the side, looked at what Yang Feng was doing, and made up his mind that he must protect Yang Feng's safety, at least die in front of Yang Feng.

Wang Ming was speechless, and Wang Yang, Sun Bing, Li Ming and others didn't dare to speak, so they had to helplessly clench the weapon in their hands, guard Yang Feng in the middle, protect Yang Feng's safety, and look forward to the appearance of a miracle.

"Where is the second prince, brothers, kill with me!"

A squadron leader of the Slave Legion, when he saw Yang Feng standing in front of the big tent, a trace of greed flashed in his eyes, shouted loudly, and took the lead in rushing towards the place where Yang Feng was.

Seeing that the squadron leader took the lead in launching a charge, the slave soldiers who were stimulated by the money let out a howl of excitement, waved the worn-out weapons in their hands, and rushed straight in the direction where Yang Feng was.

At the same time, the other slave squadrons also saw Yang Feng's figure, and they all let out very seductive words, and led their slave soldiers to kill Yang Feng's location.

Seeing this scene, Wang Ming, Sun Bing, and Li Ming stood up one after another, looked at Yang Feng with a nervous expression, and said, "Young Master, let us escort you out of the encirclement!" ”

"No, you just stand aside and watch the show!" Glancing at Wang Ming, Sun Bing and Li Ming, who were nervous, Yang Feng waved his hand and said with a calm face.

"Young master, stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of no firewood, you can't wait to die like this!" Looking at Yang Feng with a calm face, Wang Ming said with an anxious expression.

"Arnold, it's your turn!" Looking at Wang Ming, who was nervous and almost forcibly took himself away, Yang Feng said loudly with a calm face.

"Yes, young master!"

A sturdy man in a green military uniform, carrying a Dillon Erot Vulcan cannon and a long bullet chain on his back, walked out of the big tent.

"Young Master, who is this!"

As soon as Arnold appeared, Wang Ming's expression changed, and he hurriedly surrounded Yang Feng, looking at Arnold with a vigilant look on his face, preventing Arnold from being unfavorable to Yang Feng.

"Manager Wang, this is my personal guard Arnold!" Yang Feng said with a smile on his face.

Hearing Yang Feng's words, although Wang Ming didn't know when Yang Feng had another personal guard, it was not good to question Yang Feng at this time, so he suppressed the doubts in his heart, got out of the way, and let Arnold get close to Yang Feng's side.

"Brothers, the second prince is there, kill him, and you can get a reward of 100,000 gold coins!"

"Brothers, the big tent in front is full of money and treasures, hurry up and rush with me!"

"Brothers, rush with me, grab money, food, and women!"

“、、、、、”

With a howl of excitement, thousands of slave soldiers, with a pair of blood-red eyes widened, brandished the worn-out weapons in their hands, and charged towards Yang Feng's position with vigorous steps.

At the same time, thousands of slave soldiers not far away, under the leadership of more than ten slave captains, galloped towards Yang Feng's location, wanting to snatch Yang Feng's head in exchange for a reward of 100,000 gold coins.

"Arnold, it's up to you!" Looking at the thousands of soldiers who were charging towards them, their faces full of excitement, Yang Feng's eyes flashed with a cold cold light, and he said to Arnold on the side with a calm face.

"Yes, young master!"

Arnold, who was carrying the Vulcan Cannon of Dillon Eero and carrying tens of thousands of bullets on his back, responded loudly, then raised the Vulcan Cannon in his hand, pointed the long barrel at the slave soldiers a hundred meters away, and pulled the trigger in his hand.

Da! Da! Da! Da! Da! Da!

With a crisp and crisp sound of gunfire, bullet casings flew out of the Vulcan cannon, and the long barrel spit out a stream of firelight, and one bullet after another, with a strong momentum, swept towards the slave soldiers a hundred meters away like a torrential rain.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

There was a crisp sound of metal clashing, and the slave soldiers who charged forward were pierced through their worn armor and bodies by bullets, and without even a scream, they fell like wheat, becoming a broken corpse.

In just a few minutes, more than a thousand bullets poured out, with terrifying power, mercilessly shooting hundreds of slave soldiers, like a basin of cold water, extinguishing the fire of desire of countless slave soldiers, and trembling all over.

Looking at the fragments of stumps all over the ground, as well as the slave soldiers who stopped charging and fell into a daze, Yang Feng immediately knew that the overall situation had been decided, so he lightly ordered: "Arnold, let them surrender!" ”

"Yes, young master!"

Arnold, who was holding the Vulcan Cannon, responded with a calm face, and then took the Vulcan Cannon in his hand and rushed towards the direction where the main force of the Slave Legion was.

"Surrender or kill!"

"Surrender or kill!"

"Surrender or kill!"

“、、、、、”

Wang Ming, who woke up from the shock, immediately shouted loudly, and immediately after, Wang Ming, Sun Bing, Li Ming, two hundred guards, and more than a hundred members of the Wang family also shouted loudly.

"I surrender!"

Seeing Arnold walking towards his side with the Vulcan cannon, a slave soldier's face changed greatly, and he was terrified, and hurriedly threw away the worn-out weapon in his hand, and took the lead in kneeling and surrendering, as if Arnold would reward him with a bullet.

The power of example is endless, one slave soldier surrenders, and the other slave soldiers, after seeing the power of the Vulcan cannon, throw away their worn-out weapons and surrender on their knees.

Seeing that the slave soldiers in front of him had surrendered, Arnold ignored the surrendered soldiers, and galloped straight in the direction of the main force of the slave army with the Vulcan cannon.