You Became A Killing God At The Beginning, Why Did Your Majesty Rebel?

The enemy is in a dilemma.

You are a centurion, and I give you 5,000 soldiers and horses, and I promise to promote you to a captain after victory.

With such conditions in front of you, what can you do, Ning Fan?

Apart from kneeling on the ground and kowtow to express your gratitude, do you dare to disobey the military order?

Ning Fan was already furious in his heart.

But listening to Liu Futong’s words, he didn’t even have the qualifications to disobey. At the moment, he was too weak, just a warrior, and he would die if he dared to disobey.

“Don’t worry!”

“I’ve seen the deployment map you gave me. The army of Beimang is too scattered. This is a taboo in marching, so their main force will not have too many people.”

“Five thousand people, if they are defeated, they will quickly retreat to the city and rely on the city. As long as they can hold out for one day, I can cut down Beimang’s banner and kill his base camp!”

Liu Futong said proudly.

Ning Fan looked at Liu Futong. He really wanted to curse.

You also know that it is a taboo to disperse the march. What did you do before? There were a full 100,000 troops in the expedition to the south, but now there are only a little more than 20,000.

“Yes, sir!”

Ning Fan was powerless. He had to bow his head under the eaves.

Liu Futong laughed when he saw Ning Fan agreed, and was very satisfied.

“If my life is really in danger, I will just run away to the Great Zhou. Anyway, I have a good record and the cultivation of a ninth-rank warrior. There is no place for me to hide in such a big world?” Ning Fan thought to himself. Knowing that he could not win, he would never stand there stupidly and die. Liu Futong released the news that day. In the dark, he had already started to operate. The elite of the entire Southern Expedition Army had been assembled. A total of more than 23,000 troops were to be taken away by him. The 3,000 people he left for Ning Fan were almost all old, weak and disabled, and there were dozens of low-class soldiers. In addition, the 2,000 civilians who were forcibly brought here were pale and trembling. Not to mention fighting with the Northern Mang, they would probably be scared to pee their pants on the battlefield. Ning Fan looked at the 5,000 people Liu Futong left for him, and his back teeth were almost broken. This old guy took away all those who could fight, and left the remaining burden, which was called a few thousand troops, to Ning Fan.

Okay, okay, okay, is this how we play it?

The next morning, when those ignorant people were forced to wear armor, many of them were so scared that they collapsed on the ground.

Outside the city gate.

Ning Fan was wearing silver armor and holding a sword. He was handsome and worthy of such an outfit, looking heroic and extraordinary.

Liu Futong looked very satisfied. He stood beside Ning Fan and patted him on the shoulder: “Ning Fan, don’t let me down!”

“Remember what I said, hold the main force of Beimang for a day, and when I return, you will be a sixth-rank general. I will never break my promise!”

After that, he turned around and mounted his horse, leading more than 20,000 troops to another direction.

Huh.

Ning Fan, sitting on the horse, took a deep breath and looked at the vast land in front of him. His eyes gradually became fierce.

No matter what the result is, he will kill them first in this battle!

Once there is danger, he will turn around and run for his life without hesitation.

As for the lives of these thousands of people…

He wants to care, but he doesn’t have the capital now.

“Let’s go!”

After thinking it through, Ning Fan held the sword in his hand and shouted loudly, and thousands of people behind him followed closely.

There are many people, and thousands of troops gathered together, with extraordinary momentum.

However, looking closely, these thousands of troops have no fighting spirit at all. They are like zombies, and their marching is also disorderly.

Just a bunch of people gathered together, regardless of their fighting power, it is also a hard job to kill them all.

Well, that’s all.

Ten miles outside the city, Ning Fan waved his hand and the army paused.

Looking back, Ning Fan couldn’t help but sigh. The 5,000-man army stood together with battle flags waving behind them, and it was impossible to determine the number of people.

5,000?

These days, there are no satellites or drones, so even if you pretend to be 50,000, it’s no problem.

Thinking of this, Ning Fan thought of that damn Liu Futong again.

“With more than 20,000 troops, I’m afraid he can really succeed!”

Ning Fan shook his head.

These 20,000 troops are already a lot. If you want to wipe out these 20,000 troops, you need at least five times more troops.

Rumble.

Just as Ning Fan was thinking, a deafening sound of galloping came from afar.

Ning Fan looked up and saw the poles

The flags were flying, and then the endless Beimang army came in droves!

“Everyone, take the swords in your hands and follow me to kill!”

Ning Fan took a deep breath, and the power of the Great Bull Demon Sutra was already roaring. He held the Tianhuang Sword in his hand, clamped his legs, and rushed out like thunder on the horse under his crotch.

“Kill!!!”

When Ning Fan was the first to kill, the 5,000 troops behind him also rushed to kill.

In this situation, only by fighting can you survive.

Escape?

Before Liu Futong left, he left hundreds of people in the city. Anyone who dared to escape would have to lose their heads, so now they had no choice but to fight.

“You bastards of the Great Zhou, die for me!”

The Beimang soldiers on the opposite side also shouted angrily, holding scimitars and killing violently.

The war broke out!

Ning Fan held the Tianhuang Sword in his hand, and with the Mighty Bull Demon Sutra, he slashed out with one sword, directly cutting a Beimang soldier who was coming towards him in half.

Puff, blood splashed in his eyes, dyeing his pupils red, making the already heroic Ning Fan even more ferocious and cruel.

Enter the battlefield, and the slaughter begins!

“Host kills ordinary enemies, experience value +1”

“Host kills ordinary enemies, experience value +1”

“Host kills ordinary enemies, experience value +1”

“Host triggers the achievement of killing 500 people, and is rewarded with the Nine-aperture Linglong Golden Pill.”

The voice of the system was ringing wildly in Ning Fan’s mind.

However, as he was killing, Ning Fan felt something was wrong.

How could the main force of Beimang be so vulnerable?

He was a ninth-grade warrior, and with the blessing of the Mighty Bull Demon Sutra, he could tear apart the acquired with his bare hands.

But, is there not even a congenital in the main force of Beimang?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Liu Futong was protected by several powerful people in the Spirit Sea Realm. How could there be no such people in the main army of Beimang?

But Ning Fan was so powerful that he was invincible.

In this situation, there was no expert against him?

Impossible!

“Not good!”

Suddenly, Ning Fan’s face changed drastically.

At the same time, Beimang grassland.

Liu Futong led more than 20,000 people and galloped forward.

When he saw the mountain-like military tents and the waving flags of Beimang not far away, he was overjoyed.

“Haha, we finally found the main army tent of Beimang!”

“Little guys, cheer up, it’s time for us to make achievements!”

“Kill him for me!”

“Central Army, cut down his big banner!”

Destroy the old nest first, then sweep away the remnants!

Even if the main force of Beimang reacted, it would be too late!

At this moment, Liu Futong felt unprecedented excitement and excitement.