Martial Arts Universe: With a single command, 100,000 iron cavalry will sweep across the martial wor

Liu Teng realized that the remaining warriors were all experts, so he prevented the cavalry from engaging in close combat and instead ordered the Netherworld Iron Cavalry to ride around and continuously shoot them with crossbows.

With the cavalry providing support, Qiao Feng found it much easier to deal with the assassins, and soon annihilated them all. However, the two grandmasters launched a counterattack before their deaths, taking more than ten Netherworld Iron Cavalrymen with them.

Liu Teng glanced at the two grandmasters riddled with bullets, then looked at Qiao Feng, who was covered in blood—if Qiao Feng hadn't held off the two, the cavalry casualties would have been far greater.

Qiao Feng walked up to Liu Teng, clasped his hands in greeting, and said:

"Thank you very much for your help, General."

Liu Teng returned the greeting with a fist and palm salute:

"Chief Qiao, you're too kind. We were just following orders."

He knew that Qiao Feng might be a friend of the princess, so he naturally dared not neglect him.

Qiao Feng couldn't help but ask:

"Was the general sent by the young princess? Where is she now?"

Liu Teng pondered for a moment, then replied:

"The princess is not far away."

Upon hearing that the little girl was nearby, Qiao Feng hurriedly said:

"Could you take me to meet her?"

"Please, Chief Qiao."

Liu Teng led Qiao Feng to the carriage, where they saw Su Yan and a beautiful woman looking at them from afar.

Su Yan was surprised to see Qiao Feng covered in blood:

"Uncle Joe, you're really in a bad situation this time."

Qiao Feng bowed slightly to Su Yan, feeling embarrassed.

"Princess, thank you for saving me this time."

Su Yan waved his hand dismissively.

"It's nothing. But how did you end up being targeted by an assassin?"

Qiao Feng himself was puzzled. He really couldn't understand why so many martial arts masters had suddenly appeared here to surround and kill him, including two grandmasters.

He shook his head and sighed:

"Sigh, I don't understand either. They're all martial arts assassins, and each one of them is a top-notch fighter. I haven't offended so many experts. I really don't get it."

Huang Rong looked at the tall and upright Qiao Feng and said:

"Chief Qiao, this might be related to your Beggars' Clan's conference. We've heard rumors that someone from your own clan is plotting against you at this conference."

Qiao Feng was very surprised when he heard this:

"Young lady, is this really true?"

He hadn't expected the assassination attempt to originate from within the Beggars' Sect. But who in the sect had the ability to hire such a skilled assassin? Could someone be colluding with outside forces?

Huang Rong smiled and nodded:

"Of course it's true. Quite a few people in the martial arts world know about this. Otherwise, we wouldn't have bothered to come to your Beggars' Sect's gathering to watch the excitement."

Su Yan clenched her little fists and said angrily:

"Exactly! Uncle Joe, is there really a traitor in your gang? Should I help you deal with them?"

Qiao Feng couldn't help but laugh when he saw her like that:

"Haha, no need. This time I'm just looking to see who's behind all this trouble."

Seeing that he was covered in blood, Su Yan asked worriedly:

"Alright then... Uncle Joe, are you badly injured?"

Qiao Feng glanced at himself and said nonchalantly:

"It's nothing serious, just superficial injuries. Little Princess, I need to hurry to the Apricot Grove."

"We're going to Xingzilin too. Uncle Qiao, why don't you have the army doctor bandage you up and change your clothes? There are some of my father's clothes in the carriage; see if they fit. We'll travel together later."

"Alright... I'll make sure to treat you well at this Beggars' Sect gathering."

In the apricot grove

At this moment, the various sect leaders and grandmasters sitting in the woods frequently glanced at the group of handsome men and women under the big tree. Some even recognized Li Xunhuan, the Flying Dagger.

No one expected that this grandmaster would appear here. What's even more puzzling is why Li** is with a group of beautiful women. Everyone knows he loves wine, but no one has ever heard of him being lustful.

Li** felt quite helpless at this moment. He had wanted to see if anyone present recognized Su Qingfeng so he could find out some information about him.

To everyone's surprise, Su Qingfeng simply slumped onto the table and fell asleep. Li** had thought he would wake up soon, but Su Qingfeng slept even more soundly, leaning against Shi Feixuan and sleeping peacefully.

Shi Feixuan's cheeks flushed as she looked down at Su Qingfeng, who was resting his head on her lap, feeling somewhat flustered. She had only intended to transfer some internal energy to Su Qingfeng to keep him warm, but unexpectedly, he had leaned against her shoulder. Perhaps finding the position uncomfortable, he reached out and wrapped his arms around her waist, settling his entire body on her lap. If she hadn't noticed that Su Qingfeng's breathing was steady and he was indeed fast asleep, Shi Feixuan would almost have thought he was deliberately taking advantage of her.

Wanwan, standing to the side, glared fiercely at Shi Feixuan, her eyes blazing with fury. She wished she could kill the little nun on the spot—she had clearly become a nun, yet she still dared to try and steal her man; it was truly infuriating.

And that bastard Su Qingfeng! He was right there beside her, but instead of coming closer, he went and fawned over that little nun! Wanwan was so angry she wanted to strangle Su Qingfeng too.

Zhao Min, however, became interested in the sleeping young master, especially after seeing the expressions on Shi Feixuan and Wanwan's faces, and guessed that there must be a story between the three of them. However, she was not familiar with Wanwan and Shi Feixuan, so she did not ask too many questions.

Zhou Zhiruo also looked at Su Qingfeng, who was lying on Shi Feixuan's lap, with curiosity. At first, she thought Shi Feixuan had an otherworldly temperament and seemed more like a hermit than herself, but now that she saw this young master who did not know martial arts sleeping soundly on her, she could not understand Shi Feixuan either.

She gently tugged at Lin Shiyin and asked in a low voice:

"Lin**, who is this young master? Why is he lying on Shi**'s lap? Why is Wanwan glaring at them like that? What is the relationship between the three of them?"

Lin Shiyin hadn't paid attention to Su Qingfeng until Zhou Zhiruo asked her a question, at which point she turned to look. She was shocked to see Su Qingfeng asleep on top of his fiancée in public. Although they were engaged, with so many martial arts practitioners present, and people glancing their way from time to time, Lin Shiyin felt utterly humiliated.

She glared at the sleeping Su Qingfeng, then reminded Zhou Zhiruo and Zhao Min:

"Zhou**, ignore that guy, he's no good. Zhou**, Zhao**, you absolutely mustn't get involved with him. This guy loves to pester people, and once you're targeted, like he's clinging to Shi Feixuan now, you won't be able to shake him off."

Upon hearing Lin Shiyin's words, Zhao Min knew she was lying. If that young master was truly a lecherous man, why would Lin Shiyin be so attentive to Su Qingfeng? Although she kept calling him "**", Zhao Min sensed that Lin Shiyin was quite concerned about the sleeping young master.

Zhao Min smiled gently and turned to ask Lin Shiyin beside her:

"Lin**, but why do I feel like Wanwan is trying to compete with Shi Feixuan for this young master?"

Zhou Zhiruo also looked at Lin Shiyin, feeling that she hadn't told the truth at all, and couldn't help but feel suspicious.

Seeing that they kept circling around Su Qingfeng, Lin Shiyin quickly changed the subject:

"You're overthinking it. How could Shi Feixuan and Wanwan possibly be interested in him? He's no good... Let's not talk about him anymore. Zhao Min, I didn't expect you to be that Yuan princess. But looking at you, you don't seem like a Mongol."

Seeing that she was unwilling to talk more, Zhao Min did not press her for details, and simply replied:

"I am now dressed in Han Chinese clothes, but I am a true Mongol of the Yuan Dynasty."

Lin Shiyin became curious again about why so many grandmasters and sect leaders had attended this Beggars' Sect gathering, so she pulled Zhao Min aside and asked:

"By the way, Zhao Min, you came all the way from the Yuan Dynasty to the Song Dynasty to attend the Beggars' Sect assembly. Is something wrong? Zhiruo, is there going to be some trouble at this assembly?"

Zhou Zhiruo was somewhat surprised—Lin Shiyin's cousin was a martial arts master, yet he was unaware of what was about to happen?

She couldn't help but ask in return:

"Haven't you heard that there will be unexpected changes at the Beggars' Sect meeting?"

Lin Shiyin looked completely bewildered:

"We're just passing by and sightseeing, what trouble could possibly happen to the Beggars' Sect?"

Zhao Min smiled and replied:

"I've heard rumors that there might be internal strife within the Beggars' Sect, and some people might even be plotting against the leader of the Northern Beggars' Sect."

As she spoke, Zhao Min noticed that Shi Feixuan, Wanwan, and even Lin Shiyin's cousin were all looking at her and Zhou Zhiruo, which confirmed that they were truly unaware of the situation.

Lin Shiyin immediately lost interest and asked:

"So, are you here to watch the show, or to help the Beggars' Sect leader?"

Zhao Min was not there to lend a hand. She merely wanted to observe the martial arts masters of the Song Dynasty so that she would be better prepared should she ever need to wage war against the Song.

So she smiled and said to Lin Shiyin:

"I'm just here to take a look. I'm the worst at martial arts here, so even if I wanted to help, I'm powerless to do so."

Lin Shiyin glanced at Su Qingfeng, who was fast asleep next to Shi Feixuan, and burst into laughter.

"Hehe, Zhao Min, you're not the worst at martial arts. Look, that bastard can't even beat me; he's the worst here."

Zhao Min glanced at the sleeping man, knowing full well that he didn't know martial arts. However, she was surprised that he couldn't even defeat Lin Shiyin, who also didn't know martial arts.

Zhou Zhiruo glanced at Su Qingfeng indifferently and paid no further attention. With more and more martial arts masters gathering in the apricot grove, she was only worried that her master might be drawn into the Beggars' Sect's internal strife.

Just then, the sound of hooves suddenly came from outside the apricot grove, and a troop of cavalry galloped in. The surrounding martial artists retreated upon seeing this, and those on the outer perimeter, seeing the black-armored cavalrymen and the crossbows they gripped tightly, knew that this troop was not to be trifled with.

The army stopped near Xingzilin. Su Yan didn't let the troops continue further in; she and Huang Rong were there to watch the excitement, and how could they see anything if they squeezed in?

Inside the carriage, Qiao Feng, now dressed in Su Qingfeng's clothes, asked Su Yan beside him, "Yan'er, are you really not going?"

Su Yan leaned against Huang Rong, looking out the carriage window at the lively scene outside, and said with a smile, "Uncle Qiao, I'm just here to watch the fun, I'm not going over. If you need any help, just let me know, I've sent another thousand Xuanwu Legion soldiers over."

Qiao Feng felt a warmth in his heart upon hearing this. Looking at the young girl he had only met once, he couldn't help but worry for her: this time, because of him, she would probably be scolded by her father when she returned.

He genuinely liked this clever and quick-witted girl, and thought that after the Beggars' Sect assembly, he would have to go to Lord Wu Xiang to say a few good words for Su Yan.

Qiao Feng smiled and said to Su Yan, "Little Yan, aren't you afraid your father will beat you if he finds out?"

"My dad disappeared early this morning, so he can't control me even if he wanted to. Besides, Aunt Li is here, so even if my dad really wanted to beat me, Aunt Li would stop him."

Su Yan is no longer afraid of Su Qingfeng. Everyone in her family dotes on her now, so even if Su Qingfeng really wanted to make a move, he probably wouldn't be able to touch her.

Besides, she also knows martial arts. Although Su Yan's martial arts skills are not high, Su Qingfeng doesn't know any martial arts at all—but Su Yan wouldn't use martial arts against her father, after all, he's her father.

Qiao Feng exchanged a few more words with Su Yan and Huang Rong before getting off the carriage. His appearance surprised everyone around him: no one had expected that Qiao Feng had dealings with the government.

"Boss!"

"Greetings, Chief!"

"Greetings, Boss!"

"Greetings, Steve Jobs!"

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When the members of the Northern Beggars' Clan saw Qiao Feng, they all bowed and greeted him.

Qiao Feng also clasped his hands in greeting to those around him. As he walked to the front of the field, the previously noisy crowd of martial artists gradually quieted down. Everyone was waiting to see if the Beggars' Sect would truly descend into internal strife this time.

Under the big tree, the atmosphere quietly froze.

Zhou Zhiruo was surprised to see the army appear:

"Qiao Feng actually brought his troops with him. Did he know beforehand that something was amiss at the Beggars' Sect gathering and specially mobilized his forces to help?"

Zhao Min was shocked. Having led troops in battle before, she could tell at a glance that this black-armored cavalry was extraordinary and far beyond the reach of the Yuan Dynasty's cavalry.

She couldn't help but worry: if the Song Dynasty had tens of thousands of such iron cavalry, it would be much more difficult for the Yuan Dynasty to advance south.

Zhao Min said in a deep voice:

"This army is no ordinary force; I never imagined that the Song Dynasty had such elite troops hidden away."

Lin Shiyin looked at the cavalry and asked in confusion:

"With such a powerful army, why wasn't it dispatched in the previous border battle? If we had had such a force back then, the Song Dynasty might not have suffered defeat and ceded territory."

Zhou Zhiruo pondered for a moment and said:

"Perhaps this is a secret force of the Song Dynasty, which will not be used unless in a critical moment."

Meanwhile, Shi Feixuan and Wanwan had no interest in the army.

The two glared at each other, knowing that the Beggars' Sect was about to experience internal strife, but both felt it had nothing to do with them.