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Chapter 302 I am the brother of the Sun God, the God of War

A Naga warrior carrying a bronze spear lifted the curtain of the carriage and said urgently, "The rebels are coming! Your Highness, the two princes must get out of the carriage and hide in the mountains immediately!"

The old woman picked up the little boy and got off the carriage.

The boy also jumped off the bus.

The little boy reached out towards Lin Feng, crying and shouting, "Waaah, don't leave the big brother behind, take that big brother with you!"

The old woman shouted, "Never mind him!"

Lin Feng sensed that the old woman seemed to be hostile towards him.

The young man hesitated for a moment, then went back to the carriage, pulled Lin Feng down, and carried him on his back.

The boy looked thin, but he was quite strong and could run while carrying Lin Feng on his back.

Outside the carriage stretched an endless grassland, with a forest not far away.

The entire convoy estimated to have over a hundred people, most of whom were elderly, weak, women, and children.

A group of elderly, women, and children, surrounded by dozens of soldiers, ran towards the jungle.

Behind this group were hundreds of warriors riding alpacas and carrying bronze spears, chasing after them in this direction.

Lin Feng didn't have much fighting power at this time, so he quickly called for Xiao Jin.

"Xiao Jin, Xiao Jin, wake up! Your boss is in mortal danger."

Little Jin inside Lin Feng's stomach slowly opened its eyes.

"Boss, what's up? I was sleeping soundly."

"You slept so comfortably, you bastard."

I've been suffering terribly these past few days, and I'm still completely paralyzed.

The time has come when we need you; come out and protect us!

Upon hearing this, Xiao Jin immediately sobered up. He crawled out of Lin Feng's mouth and wrapped himself around Lin Feng's wrist.

A group of people were fleeing in panic, and no one saw Xiao Jin.

Lin Feng himself wasn't idle either; he forcibly circulated his internal energy to activate his physical skills.

Suddenly, a group of Naga warriors carrying bows and arrows rushed out of the dense forest, and the leader was even carrying a matchlock gun.

The people fleeing from Lin Feng's side immediately stopped.

The Naga general at the head of the group, who was holding a matchlock gun, was wearing a bronze helmet covered with dyed feathers.

He shouted to Lin Feng's group, "Your Highness, you'd better surrender quickly."

Lord Francisco awaits your presence in the palace.

With pursuers behind and ambushes ahead, the elderly, women, and children on this side saw no hope of survival.

A group of elderly, weak, women and children knelt down and prayed to heaven.

The young prince, who was carrying Lin Feng on his back, put Lin Feng aside and knelt down to pray.

"God, save us!"

"Great Sun God, please have mercy on your people."

The Naga general holding the matchlock gun burst into laughter.

"Haha, don't be silly."

If there is a God, the Naga would never have faced the invasion of the White Demons.

The princess glared angrily at the general who had spoken.

"General Hanfeng, as the commander of the Naga tribe's imperial guards, you actually betrayed your country and joined the White Demon tribe to harm your own people."

Do you live up to the trust His Majesty and the people have placed in you?

The general, known as Hanfeng, smiled and said, "As the saying goes, a wise man submits to circumstances, and the powerful White Demon is irresistible."

Only by surrendering can one survive.

As for His Majesty's trust, I no longer need it.

I might as well tell you, His Majesty's head is right before Lord Francisco's eyes.

Upon hearing this, the princess staggered backward and nearly fell to the ground.

The others also showed expressions of fear.

How could the supreme ruler of that empire, protected by the sun god, be killed?

She pointed at General Hanfeng and said, "You're lying!"

“I said I wasn’t lying. You’ll know once you come back with me, Princess.”

"Make your move! Kill everyone except the princess and the two princes!"

Lin Feng and Xiao Jin engaged in a spiritual communication.

"Xiao Jin, kill all those enemies, and cripple the leader."

"Ok."

The Naga rebels charged towards Lin Feng and his group.

Whoosh! Little Gold darted over to the archer and rammed into him with its body.

Puff puff puff, ah ah ah.

The archers' ranks were covered in blood as they fell to the ground one after another, screaming in agony.

Their bodies were like paper in front of Xiao Jin, whose speed was comparable to that of a bullet, and they were directly pierced by Xiao Jin.

As Little Gold weaves through the archers, it occasionally spits out venom.

In the blink of an eye, Xiao Jin wiped out the entire archer squad.

Xiao Jin passed right through the general's legs, crippling him, and then ran to the other side of the cavalry.

No one else could see Xiao Jin's figure at all.

The cavalrymen riding alpacas were so frightened that they turned tail and ran.

Xiao Jin chased after them and headbutted them all to death, then returned to Lin Feng's shoulder.

Just now, Lin Feng forcefully circulated his internal energy to clear his blood vessels and was able to stand up. His martial arts skills have also recovered to about 70-80%.

Everyone present fell silent; it turned out that the little snake was this person's pet.

Someone in the crowd shouted, "Greetings, Divine Envoy!"

"The sun god has sent an envoy to save us."

The crowd knelt down in worship, exclaiming, "Greetings, Divine Envoy!"

Lin Feng felt that the term "divine messenger" sounded a bit off, so he decided to correct it for them.

So he said, "I am not the messenger of the sun god."

I am the elder brother of the Sun God, the God of War.

The one on my shoulder is my partner, the Great God Jinhuang.

The crowd stopped shouting and looked at each other in bewilderment.

"I've never heard of the Sun God having an older brother."

"Yes, which god is the God of War?"

"I've never heard of any Golden Emperor God."

Princess Chuchu rolled her eyes and took the lead in calling out, "Greetings, God of War! Greetings, Great God Jinhuang!"

Seeing that the princess had spoken, everyone knelt down in obeisance.

Lin Feng nodded and turned to look at General Hanfeng.

Lin Feng waved his hand, and a large hand of true qi reached out and grabbed the matchlock gun from the general's hand.

A gasp of surprise rippled through the crowd.

They regarded Lin Feng's martial arts as a miracle.

Lin Feng pointed the matchlock gun at the distant dense forest, snapped his fingers lightly, and a string of sparks from his fingertips ignited the matchlock.

With a deafening roar, a column of fire several meters long shot out from the matchlock gun, and a large number of metal bullets were fired, breaking many tree branches.

This is far more powerful than the matchlock gun from my previous life.

I never expected that firearms would appear in this martial arts world.

Martial arts flourished on the continent of Shenzhou, and no one created this thing.

In the eyes of a top-tier expert, this thing is just a more powerful hidden weapon.

However, martial arts are relatively backward in the Northern and Western Continents, so it is not surprising that matchlock guns have appeared there.

At this moment, Princess Chuchu walked over and said, "Your Excellency the God of War, please hand this traitor over to me for punishment."

Lin Feng nodded.

With a clang, the princess drew her sword and walked toward Han Feng, the traitorous general of the Naga tribe.

Before the princess could even reach Han Feng's side, Han Feng, who was lying on the ground, suddenly screamed in agony.

Ahhh.

Everyone saw that strange, flower-like blue-purple pustules had grown on Han Feng's eyes, face, and neck.

Someone in the crowd shouted, "It's the Demon Flower! He's infected with the Demon Flower virus! Your Highness, don't come near him!"

The princess, having lost her previous composure, turned and ran away.

Everyone else also took dozens of steps back.

Lin Feng felt that this was somewhat similar to the smallpox virus from his previous life.

Real viruses are terrifying.

Lin Feng suddenly remembered that Xiao Jin had just passed through the rebel's thigh and then squatted on his shoulder.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng got goosebumps. Could Xiao Jin have infected him with the virus?

Lin Feng stiffly turned his head to look at Xiao Jin on his shoulder.