"Die!"
The Captain named Lu Feng lunged out from the crowd, snatched a Long Spear from a nearby garrison soldier, and thrust it furiously toward Zheng Jun!
Seeing this, Zheng Jun maintained his upright posture, simply drawing his blade for a casual Slash.
In the next second, a cold gleam flashed past.
Seeing this, Lu Feng was horrified.
Immediately after, the Long Spear in Lu Feng's hands was shattered. Wood splinters flew as the terrified Lu Feng was forced back by the cold gleam. His Iron Armor burst open, and he was sent flying, crashing into a nearby brazier in a miserable state.
Surprisingly, aside from looking disheveled, Lu Feng bore no actual injuries.
"We are all comrades in the army. If we slaughter one another, Thief Zhang will only laugh at us!"
