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

"If your father dares to escape, you will be the first to be executed. Song Da**, you might as well pray that your father won't abandon you."

On the other side, Tong Hu was covered in sweat, staring at Fan Qinghui who was blocking his way. He had ordered his troops to surround Li Shimin and his men, but Fan Qinghui was preventing him from making any arrests.

Tong Hu was in a very difficult position. He knew that Fan Qinghui had a close relationship with the emperor and dared not offend him easily, so he could only plead in a low voice:

"Master Fan, I am acting under orders. Please step aside. Otherwise, I cannot bear the blame from His Majesty."

Seeing Tong Hu's nervous appearance, Fan Qinghui became suspicious. Given Tong Hu's status, he shouldn't be so afraid of her; with the Xiaoguo Army and Black Armor Cavalry present, he had even less reason to fear her.

She suddenly remembered that Su Qingfeng had hugged her in public on the battlefield—could it be that Tong Hu misunderstood that she and Su Qingfeng had a sexual relationship?

Thinking of this, Fan Qinghui's face flushed slightly, but she didn't explain. Instead, she felt it was better to let Tong Hu continue to misunderstand, as this might save Li Shimin and the others.

"General Tong, I will speak to Su Qingfeng. Now, please have the troops withdraw."

Tong Hu shook his head in distress:

"Master Fan, without the Emperor's order, I cannot release Li Shimin. Why don't you go and ask the Emperor yourself if he is willing to release him?"

Fan Qinghui naturally dared not go to see Su Qingfeng, as doing so might expose her secret.

"No, what if you attack me if I leave? Let me go immediately, and I'll take full responsibility for the consequences."

"this……"

Just as the stalemate was at hand, a team of secret guards arrived, carrying the Black Bird Token, and loudly relayed the order:

"His Majesty has decreed: Xiaoguo Army general Tong Hu is to immediately execute all of Li Shimin's subordinates and bring Li Shimin to meet His Majesty!"

"The valiant soldier Tong Hu accepts the order!"

Tong Hu turned to Fan Qinghui, his face apologetic:

"Master Fan, I apologize, but this is the Emperor's order. Please don't blame me. — Archers, prepare!"

Not far away, Song Que stared at Fan Qinghui with a gloomy face. Seeing her face flush, he clenched his fists tightly.

Song Que noticed that the Xiaoguo Army general's attitude towards Fan Qinghui was very unusual, which reminded him of the scene when Wu Xiangjun held Fan Qinghui and rode a horse together.

Song Que grew increasingly suspicious that something had happened between Fan Qinghui and Wu Xiangjun—after all, he himself had never even held Fan Qinghui's hand, let alone been that close. The thought that Fan Qinghui had been taken advantage of by someone decades younger than her made Song Que feel increasingly uneasy.

Li Shimin and Li Xiuning were also puzzled by the close relationship between Fan Qinghui and Wu Xiangjun, and even the generals under Wu Xiangjun's command seemed afraid to offend her.

At this moment, Tong Hu ordered the arrows to be fired. After a volley of arrows, all of Li Shimin's remaining Xuanjia cavalrymen fell to the ground.

Song Que was still lost in thought about Fan Qinghui and had no interest in the lives of his soldiers.

Li Shimin and Li Xiuning watched helplessly as the Xuanjia cavalry were all killed. Their eyes were bloodshot as they glared at Tong Hu. Li Shimin was about to take action, but dared not make a move—there were tens of thousands of Xiaoguo soldiers and black-armored cavalry around them, and the slightest movement would likely cost them their lives.

Fan Qinghui did not stop Tong Hu this time. She knew that Su Qingfeng's order was only to shoot the soldiers, and as long as Li Shimin was safe, she did not care about the lives of those soldiers.

Tong Hu shouted at Li Shimin, "Are you going to surrender, or do you want my Xiaoguo Army to take action?"

Li Xiuning hurriedly stopped Li Shimin from lashing out and expressed her willingness to surrender to Tong Hu.

Tong Hu ordered his men to tie up Li Shimin and the others.

Seeing that the soldiers were about to tie up Song Que, Fan Qinghui quickly spoke up: "General Tong Hu, this is Song Que, the leader of the Song Clan in Lingnan. He is not an enemy, so there is no need to tie him up."

She worried that Song Que would rebel later. With his Grandmaster strength, if he fought to the death, although he would eventually lose his life, he would cause heavy casualties to the army.

Tong Hu glanced at Song Que and nodded in agreement.

When Tong Hu brought Li Shimin and his entourage to Su Qingfeng, Su Qingfeng was rubbing his hand, while Murong Qiudi glared at him, her face flushed red—it turned out that Su Qingfeng had secretly touched her thigh and she had pinched him hard.

Su Qingfeng smiled and said to her, "Murong Qiudi, I've found myself liking you more and more. What should I do?"

Murong Qiudi was actually quite pleased to hear Su Qingfeng's words, but she pretended not to care, rolled her eyes at him, and said coldly, "But I don't like you. Don't be a toad trying to eat swan meat."

Su Qingfeng leaned closer to smell the fragrance of her hair and replied with a smile, "Haha, I'm not a toad, I'm a big bad wolf, and you're the little white rabbit in my hands. Murong Qiudi, you are destined to be my woman, and no one can change that."

Murong Qiudi was helpless against this rogue, but a sweet feeling still welled up in her heart. Perhaps this was the inescapable fate between her and Su Qingfeng. However, she wouldn't let Su Qingfeng succeed so easily.

She smiled faintly, offering no further reply. She had already decided that once she returned, she would personally eliminate her fiancé, Master Mao—even if it meant revealing her martial arts skills. Originally, she had considered asking Su Qingfeng to help her annul the engagement, but now she had changed her mind. Master Mao's existence would only be a stain on her reputation, and she didn't want Su Qingfeng to know about this past.

At this moment, someone came to report: "Your Majesty, Li Shimin and the others have been brought here."

"Bring it up."

"Yes."

Li Shimin and Li Xiuning were brought before Su Qingfeng, bound and gagged. Along the way, they saw the Xiaoguo Army and Black-Armored Cavalry still maintaining a tight perimeter, and the two couldn't help but feel a little helpless: the war was over, why such vigilance?

Seeing that his children were unharmed, Song Que secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If anything had happened to them here, he would have fought tooth and nail to get an explanation from Lord Wu Xiang.

Fan Qinghui saw that Su Qingfeng had only been gone a short while before he was embracing another beautiful woman. She couldn't help but curse inwardly: This lecherous man can't live without women.

Su Qingfeng glanced at Li Shimin and the woman beside him. He was surprised that Li Shimin had just broken off his engagement with Changsun Wuhou, and now he was accompanied by a beautiful and spirited female general in military attire. He ignored the two bound men and turned his gaze to the handsome middle-aged man beside Fan Qinghui—presumably Song Que.

"Master Song, I never expected to meet you here."

Song Que said in a deep voice, "Lord Wu Xiang, I never expected to meet you on the battlefield. What is your purpose in capturing my children?"

Seeing the anger on his face, Su Qingfeng smiled and said, "Master Song, you misunderstand. I admire Song Yuhua, which is why I specially invited them to be my guests. You see, my men didn't tie them up, did they?"

These words were just casually made up, but they displeased Murong Qiudi. She reached out and pinched Su Qingfeng's waist hard.

Su Qingfeng gasped, grabbed her hand and whispered, "Damn it, Murong Qiudi, if you pinch me again, I won't be polite."

Murong Qiudi raised the corners of her mouth and whispered something in his ear.

"You're really something else. You were just saying you wanted to kill them, and now you're admiring the Song family's big shots." Su Qingfeng rested his chin on Murong Qiudi's shoulder and whispered in her ear.

"It's all just a temporary measure. If you could beat Song Que, why would I need to do this? Qiu Di, you'd better practice your martial arts properly to protect me from now on." Murong Qiu Di's ears burned from his breath, her face flushed, and she turned her head to glare at him: "You're so spineless. Isn't it always men who protect women? You, on the other hand, actually want to be supported by a woman."

"I don't want to either. Look around me. Jing Ni is a Grandmaster with superb swordsmanship; Yan Fei is also a Grandmaster, proficient in almost every aspect of Yin-Yang School's magic; as for Changsun Wuhou... she's just started practicing martial arts, so let's not talk about her for now. Do you think Jing Ni and Yan Fei need my protection? You're also a Grandmaster, so in the future, will you protect me, or will I protect you?"

Murong Qiudi was speechless. Of this guy's wives, aside from the newly arrived Changsun Wuhou, each one was more capable than the last. Even his confidantes were better than him. She couldn't help but scrutinize Su Qingfeng, thinking: Was this guy born to be a kept man?

At this moment, Song Yuhua stared at Su Qingfeng, her face flushed. She hadn't expected this Lord Wu Xiang to be so fickle—just moments ago he had threatened to execute them if her father escaped, and now he claimed to admire her. When had he ever seen her? How could he threaten his beloved like this? How utterly shameless!

The others were speechless, but dared not utter a word. Even the usually outspoken Song Yuzhi only glared at Su Qingfeng a few times before daring not to say another word. This Lord Wu Xiang was not only unpredictable but also had an unfathomable temperament; if they were truly angered, he probably wouldn't show them any mercy.

Song Que looked at Su Qingfeng with a strange expression and asked, "Admire my daughter Yuhua? You, a man of the Song Dynasty, when have you ever seen her? How come I didn't know you had been to Lingnan?"

Su Qingfeng, without changing his expression, fabricated a story: "I only heard about it. I've long heard that Lady Song is a woman of exceptional beauty and refined manners, so when I learned that Lady Song was here, I specially invited her over for a chat."

Song Que knew he was talking nonsense and couldn't help but find it amusing: how could such a slick person hold a noble position and wield significant military power? He smiled and said to Su Qingfeng, "Lord Wu Xiang, do you think I should believe you?"

Su Qingfeng immediately straightened his back, his face righteous and awe-inspiring: "Of course you should believe me! I have always been honest and never lie."

Yan Shisan couldn't hold back his laughter at Su Qingfeng's antics and almost burst out laughing when he heard him speak, quickly covering it up with a cough. Su Qingfeng, seeing the strange look on his face, knew that this guy was secretly laughing at him, but dared not laugh openly.

Su Qingfeng patted Murong Qiudi's leg and said, "What are you coughing for? Murong Qiudi, control your people. We're discussing business. If you're sick, go get treatment first."

Murong Qiudi glanced at Su Qingfeng; in truth, she almost laughed out loud herself. This man was far too frivolous. If she weren't worried about him attracting unwanted attention, she would have long since stopped wanting to stay by his side. "Thirteen, hold it in. If you can't, go cough it out over there and come back." Yan Shisan bowed his head and replied, "Yes, sir, I will hold it in."

Su Qingfeng glanced around at the various expressions on people's faces, feeling a little embarrassed. Even he himself felt he had been a bit shameless this time. But then he thought, isn't there a saying online, "Thick-skinned people get to eat their fill, thin-skinned people get nothing"? With that thought, he stopped caring. If he were truly an honest and simple person, he would probably either die at the hands of a woman he knew or be murdered by someone plotting against him.

Song Que looked at Su Qingfeng, thinking that this Lord Wu Xiang was destined to become a powerful ruler. Ruthless and shameless enough, he did manage to look at her with new respect. "Lord Wu Xiang," he said, "if I were to betroth my daughter to you, would you be willing?"