Chapter 290 Rebel Soldiers
Outside Xinzheng City, the sound of war drums shook the earth, and Ji Wuye’s army was approaching the city.

Endless black military flags fluttered in the cold wind. Tens of thousands of rebels surged in like a tide and surrounded Xinzheng City.

In the palace, King Han sat on a high platform, and all the ministers were silent.

“Report!” the soldier rushed into the hall and knelt down and said.

“Your Majesty, the rebels are outside the city, only twenty miles away from Xinzheng!”

King Han’s face was pale, and his hands holding the armrest were shaking slightly.

He looked at his ministers and said, “My dear ministers, who can defend Xinzheng for me?”

No one spoke in the court. Everyone lowered their heads and didn’t even dare to breathe.

At this moment, Han Fei walked out slowly, bowed and said, “Your Majesty, Han Fei is willing to lead the troops to fight!”

As soon as these words came out, the whole hall was shocked.

“Master Han Fei is leading the troops? How…how is this possible?”

“Master Han Fei’s talent is unmatched in the court, but he is not a military commander after all! His martial arts skills are probably not even as good as those of ordinary soldiers! He can only defend himself at best.”

“Although we have done something in the city, and maybe we can fight against ordinary armies! But this time we are facing Ji Wuye and those famous generals who have rebelled.”

“Yes! A famous general, do you know a famous general? He is an enemy of ten thousand men. It is said that he is Feng Ting! This is not a joke.”

“This war concerns the survival of the Kingdom of Han. How can we let Master Han Fei take the risk?”

The ministers were discussing the matter, and many of them raised questions.

The King of Han wanted to refuse, but fell silent.

Han Fei looked at the King of Han and said, “Your Majesty, Ji Wuye has been plotting rebellion for a long time, and his power is deeply rooted in the army.”

“There is no one available in the court now, only Han Fei is willing to fight on behalf of the king.”

“If the king continues to hesitate, I’m afraid Xinzheng City will fall into Ji Wuye’s hands!”

The King of Han was in a moody state.

He was indeed afraid to hand over the military power to Han Fei. After all, Ji Wuye’s rebellion had left him with lingering fears, and he couldn’t help but wonder whether Han Fei would become the next “Ji Wuye”.

But the current situation has reached a critical moment of life and death. If no decision is made, Xinzheng City will be unable to resist the rebels.

After a moment, the King of Han sighed and said, “Okay, I will hand over the military power to you! But you must remember, if you do anything wrong, I will never forgive you!”

Han Fei bowed and saluted: “Han Fei will not let the king down! Oh, by the way, help me call Bao Yuan up.”

“it is good!”

This Bao Yuan is no ordinary person. He may be a fierce man who has the ability to compete with Bai Qi.

Perhaps he is the only warrior that South Korea can produce at the moment.

After Han Fei took over the military command, he quickly summoned all available troops in the city.

He had only more than 10,000 soldiers and horses under his command, which was like an egg hitting a rock compared to Ji Wuye’s tens of thousands of rebels.

However, Han Fei personally led his troops out of the city to face the rebels.

Outside the city, the two armies confronted each other.

Ji Wuye rode on a tall horse, wearing armor, and looked at Han Fei’s army with a sneer.

Behind him was a dense mass of rebels, with battle flags like a forest and a tremendous momentum.

However, Han Fei’s troops seemed extremely weak.

“Han Fei!” Ji Wuye shouted loudly.

“With just these few men, you dare to go out of the city to fight? Are you here to die?”

Han Fei rode on his horse and looked up at him coldly: “Ji Wuye, you are a general of the Kingdom of Han, but you raised an army to rebel. Is this your loyalty?”

Ji Wuye laughed loudly: “Loyalty? Han Fei, you are a weak scholar, how can you understand what loyalty is? The king is incompetent and will sooner or later destroy South Korea in his hands! I am raising an army just to find a way out for South Korea!”

Han Fei’s eyes turned cold, and he said in a cold voice: “Ji Wuye, you are just for your own selfish desires, wearing the cloak of “saving the world”! Today, I, Han Fei, lead the army here to enforce justice on behalf of heaven and eliminate you, a rebel!”

Ji Wuye sneered when he heard this: “Just you? Han Fei, you can’t even hold the knife steadily, how can you fight me?”

Han Fei did not get angry, but raised his hand and pointed at the enemy camp: “In this case, I, Han Fei, think that the two armies should have a duel to decide the winner!”

As soon as these words came out, the ten thousand soldiers behind Han Fei were suddenly in an uproar.

“What? One-on-one?”

“Why would the young master make such a suggestion? How could he be a match for Ji Wuye?”

“This…isn’t this just asking for humiliation?”

Even Ji Wuye was stunned for a moment.

He looked at Han Fei and laughed: “Han Fei, are you crazy? Do you think you are a famous general? Single combat? What can you use to fight me?”

Han Fei raised the corner of his mouth slightly: “Ji Wuye, what, you don’t dare?”

Ji Wuye snorted coldly: “Don’t dare? I’m afraid of a weak scholar like you? Since you want to fight alone, I will grant your wish!”

He turned around and looked at a general beside him: “Feng Ting, go meet him!”

Feng Ting came out in response.

He was a burly man, wearing heavy armor, holding a huge iron hammer, riding on a tall warhorse, pressing down on Han Fei’s side with the momentum of a mountain.

Feng Ting rode his horse to the front of the battle formation and looked at Han Fei coldly: “Han Fei, who are you going to send to die? Could it be you?”

Han Fei looked at Feng Ting and frowned slightly.

Although he was not familiar with the general’s skills, judging from the opponent’s momentum and stature, he was obviously an opponent that should not be underestimated.

What’s more, his reputation has spread throughout the seven countries, so at least it’s not exaggerated.

Han Fei turned around and looked at the soldiers behind him, and asked loudly: “Who is willing to fight?”

However, there was silence all around.

The soldiers lowered their heads and no one dared to stand up.

Feng Ting’s reputation has long been known in the Korean army. His martial arts are unmatched. There are even rumors that he once fought against a hundred people alone and killed dozens of enemy generals.

At this moment, who dares to step forward and die?

Han Fei shouted angrily: “Bao Yuan! Where is Bao Yuan? Come out now!”

Bao Yuan was originally a top Korean warrior and was the most loyal person in his daily life.

However, Han Fei shouted a few times but received no response.

Han Fei suddenly felt uneasy and looked towards the enemy camp.

Only Bao Yuan’s figure was seen standing behind Ji Wuye!
That familiar face, that familiar armor, was already standing in the enemy camp.

“Bao Yuan!” Han Fei shouted angrily.

“You actually betrayed me?”

Bao Yuan looked at Han Fei coldly: “Han Fei, you are just a scholar and you don’t understand the ways of the army at all.”

“I followed General Ji in order to survive.”

Han Fei took a deep breath and forced himself to suppress the anger in his heart.

“Bring weapons!”

He gripped the reins tightly, preparing to go into battle himself, but was interrupted by a sudden shout from behind.

“Han Fei! Stop right there!”

Han Fei turned around suddenly and saw Zhao Ji riding a white horse, wearing a black robe and carrying a meter-long sword on her shoulder, appearing in front of the battle formation in a heroic manner.

Her eyebrows and eyes are sharp, like a female warrior.

Han Fei looked at her, and was immediately shocked and angry: “Zhao Ji! What are you doing here? Go back!”

Zhao Ji was unmoved. She rode her horse to Han Fei’s side and said coldly, “Han Fei, none of your men dare to fight, and you are no match for Feng Ting.”

“If no one comes to fight, you will die! In that case, let me do it!”

Han Fei shouted angrily: “Zhao Ji! Are you crazy? Go back now!”

At this moment, a burst of laughter came from Ji Wuye’s camp: “Hahaha, Han Fei! You don’t even have a capable fighter under your command, and you actually let a woman fight? Don’t you have any men left in your Korean army?”

As soon as these words were spoken, a burst of laughter broke out in the enemy army, and the soldiers behind Han Fei lowered their heads one by one, looking ashamed.

Zhao Ji looked coldly at the enemy camp: “Han Fei, since they look down on us, let me prove to them who is the real waste!”

Han Fei’s anger erupted like a volcano. He suddenly pulled the reins of his horse and glared at Zhao Ji: “Zhao Ji, two armies are fighting each other, why are you joining in the fun?”

“Do you think this is a joke? On the battlefield, swords are blind and you are not allowed to interrupt!” “We are in the mansion and it is our business. Now this is a battlefield, it is not your turn to be a hero! Go back now!”

When Zhao Ji heard this, she was stunned for a moment. Her originally stubborn brows instantly became dim, and her eyes became moist without her knowing when.

She bit her lips, trying hard not to let the tears flow, but in the end she couldn’t help it and two lines of tears slid down her cheeks.

“I just… I just want to help you…” Zhao Ji’s voice was choked with sobs.

Her hands were tightly gripping the big knife on her shoulders, her knuckles turning slightly white.

She had never seen Han Fei so angry, nor had she ever thought that he would scold her like this on such an occasion.

She felt wronged and misunderstood.

Han Fei looked at Zhao Ji’s tears and felt a pang of pain in his heart.

He knew that his words were too harsh, but the current situation did not allow him to be soft.

Zhao Ji was indeed brave, but she was not a warrior, she was just a dancer from the former Qin State.

No matter how smart or clever she was, she could not fight against a powerful general like Feng Ting in front of thousands of troops.

“Zhao Ji…” Han Fei was about to speak, his tone softened a bit, but he didn’t know how to continue.

At this time, a cold voice came from a simple carriage beside Han Fei: “Sir, let her try.”

Han Fei turned around and saw Bai Jing leaning against the low window of the carriage, holding a scroll of bamboo slips in his hands, looking at the situation calmly.

“Bai Jing, are you crazy?” Han Fei said angrily in a low voice.

“Zhao Ji is just a woman. You want me to let her go to the battlefield? She doesn’t even have a decent piece of armor!”

Bai Jing smiled faintly: “Sir, since Zhao Ji dared to stand up, it means that she has already made all the preparations in her heart.”

“Besides, no one among your men dares to fight today. If you refuse her again, their morale will collapse.”

“On the battlefield, the winner is the king and the loser is the enemy.”

“If Zhao Ji can win, she will naturally be a fierce general under your command.”

“If she loses, you have done your best to dissuade her, and you won’t lose your prestige. Why don’t you let her try?”

Han Fei listened to Bai Jing’s words with mixed feelings.

He looked back at Zhao Ji and found that her tears had been replaced by stubbornness.

She stood there, the big knife on her shoulder shining red in the sunlight.

“Zhao Ji…” Han Fei felt an indescribable emotion in his heart.

He was reluctant to let her take risks, but Bai Jing’s words made him unable to refute.

The current situation is indeed one where we can no longer retreat.

After a moment of silence, Han Fei finally sighed: “Since you insist on doing this, then go ahead.”

“But remember, don’t force yourself! If there is any danger, retreat immediately.”

When Zhao Ji heard Han Fei’s resignation, she nodded solemnly: “I understand.”

Han Fei knew that Zhao Ji’s courage alone would still be insufficient to fight against a powerful general like Feng Ting.

If he wanted Zhao Ji to have a chance of winning, he had to find another way.

Han Fei rode forward, arrived in front of the two armies, and shouted again: “Ji Wuye!”

Ji Wuye was sitting on his warhorse, looking at Han Fei with a sneer: “Why? Do you have any last words to say?”

Han Fei snorted coldly: “When two armies face off, it stands to reason that they should send out equal generals to fight.”

“You sent Feng Ting to fight, isn’t that too much of an overreaction?”

Ji Wuye laughed loudly upon hearing this: “Han Fei, since you dare to challenge me, you should know that there is no equality on the battlefield!”

“Feng Ting is one of Ji Wuye’s generals. What’s wrong with him going into battle?”

Han Fei shouted coldly: “Ji Wuye, you are really becoming more and more depraved.”

“As the commander of a hundred thousand troops, he sent a brave general like Feng Ting to deal with a woman.”

“Is that all your confidence is?”

As soon as these words came out, Ji Wuye’s laughter stopped immediately.

He naturally heard the provocation in Han Fei’s words, but he also knew that Han Fei’s words had already caused discussion among the soldiers of both armies.

“A woman?”

“Yes, isn’t it too much of a bully for Feng Ting to fight against a woman?”

“General Ji, isn’t this a bit unfair?”

Feng Ting himself sat down on the ground: “Humph! I don’t want to fight with a woman!”

Ji Wuye frowned.

If he insisted on letting Feng Ting go into battle, it might affect his prestige in the army.

Han Fei is indeed cunning!

Ji Wuye cursed in his heart.

He snorted coldly and pretended to be magnanimous and said, “Okay! Since you think Feng Ting is not suitable, I will find someone else to fight with you, so that you won’t accuse me of bullying.”

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and looked behind him: “Mr. Wu, go meet him.”

When the big man heard the order, he was stunned and seemed a little reluctant.

But he eventually walked out of the team.

He was fat, with a face full of flesh, and wore ill-fitting armor that made him look funny.

What was even more surprising was that he did not ride a horse, but walked to the front of the battle.

With his size, he might even crush the horse!

When the soldiers of both armies saw this scene, they burst into laughter.

“Hahaha! General Ji, are you planning to send a cook into battle?”

“This guy doesn’t even have a horse. Is he here to make fun of me?”

“Maybe he’s here to die!”

Even Han Fei’s soldiers couldn’t help but whisper: “Can this guy… really fight?”

Zhao Ji stood in front of the formation, looking coldly at the fat general Wu Gong opposite.

She did not let his appearance take him lightly.

Han Fei looked at Mr. Wu, but doubts arose in his heart.

Ji Wuye actually sent out such a person. Was it because he underestimated the enemy or did he have other plans?
He turned to look at Bai Jing and asked in a low voice: “Bai Jing, who is this Mr. Wu?”

Bai Jing narrowed his eyes slightly, thought for a moment and said, “Mr. Wu is not Ji Wuye’s confidant, but a local commander who temporarily joined him.”

“Although he was fat, he was extremely strong. He once killed three horses with one punch during a local rebellion.”

“My lord, you need to remind Zhao Ji to be careful and not be fooled by his appearance.”

Han Fei was shocked when he heard this: “So that’s how it is, this guy is actually a beast!”

Zhao Ji carried a broadsword on her shoulder and walked slowly forward, her black robe fluttering in the wind.

“Woman!” Mr. Wu stood opposite, grinning and revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth.

“Han Fei, do you really not have any men under your command? I thought you were joking before!”

Zhao Ji smiled coldly: “No need to waste words, under the sword, who is strong and who is weak will be known after a battle.”

Wu Gong laughed loudly: “Okay! Since you want to die so much, I will grant your wish!”

The two men stood in front of the formation, and the surrounding soldiers gathered together to form a natural battle circle.

“Let’s start!” Zhao Ji gripped the sword tightly, lowered her body slightly, and made an extremely steady starting posture.

“How capable can you, a woman, be?” Wu Gong picked up a thick iron rod and smashed it towards Zhao Ji!

Zhao Ji lightly kicked her feet and quickly stepped back. The iron rod hit the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

“Haha, you’re quite flexible.” Mr. Wu snorted coldly, raised the iron rod and smashed it again.

Zhao Ji observed his movements calmly.

Although he is very powerful, his speed is too slow.

She suddenly turned sideways to avoid the iron rod, and at the same time swung the sword, aiming at Mr. Wu’s left arm!
(End of this chapter)