Ma Yuan held the struggling Tu Xingsun in one hand, his fierce eyes sweeping in every direction as he shouted sternly.
"The young generals of Xiqi can't withstand a single blow! Who else dares come forward to die?"
Before the lines, the faces of Xiqi's generals changed drastically at the sight, and no one dared step forward lightly.
Within the Great Shang army, countless soldiers seethed. This little dwarf had married their dream goddess, Deng Chanyu, and had even forced Deng Jiugong to surrender to Xiqi.
In private, countless people had wanted Tu Xingsun dead. Now, at last, they had a chance to vent their fury.
"Immortal Ma is mighty!"
The army shouted in unison, startling Ma Yuan so badly he trembled. Since when had he been so popular with the soldiers?
Within the formation watching the battle, Deng Chanyu saw with her own eyes the perilous scene of her husband rushing out impulsively, fighting bitterly only to lose, and finally being captured alive by Ma Yuan. The rage in her heart exploded in an instant.
She had always been fierce and protective of her husband. Seeing Tu Xingsun being held like an ant, his life hanging in another's hand, her jade-like face was instantly covered in frost, her almond eyes widening as killing intent surged.
"Vile thief, do not harm my husband!"
A delicate shout shook the battlefield. Deng Chanyu endured no longer; with lotus steps flying, she leaped out before the formation.
Her red attire snapped and fluttered, and in her hand she secretly held her unique supreme treasure, the Five-colored Stone. Her jade hand clenched tight, her gaze locked firmly on Ma Yuan ahead, whose murderous aura towered to the sky.
Ma Yuan turned his head at the sound. Seeing that a female general had come out