Destiny Blessed Girl

Chapter 227 Are You From Nanli?
Soon a few people from the command camp rushed out and came to the city gate extremely quickly. Seeing that the city gate was closed and Mo Feng was surrounded, they all heaved a sigh of relief.

Who could have imagined that the comrades who usually called them brothers and sisters and fought the enemy together for several years suddenly became spies. They were really shocked and broke out in a cold sweat just now.

It was already late at night, and most of the soldiers and guards in the camp were asleep. If someone opened the city gate and put Nanli's army into the city, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Mo Feng, thanks to the fact that I still call you brother and brother in the past, I am really blind."

Zhu Chengke pointed at Mo Feng angrily and shouted.

Mo Feng rolled his eyes, and said with a dark face: "I just came to the gate of the city to ask a few words, what are you doing? If you want to put some shit on my head, just say it, why bother?" set."

Zhu Chengke was so angry that he drew his sword and wanted to fight Mo Feng desperately.

Fortunately, the people around him gave him a hand and whispered: "The general is here."

Only then did Zhu Chengke suppress his anger, and bitterly withdrew his sword and stepped aside.

When the people around Mo Feng saw Chu Yuanyan, they automatically backed away to make way for Chu Yuanyan.

Mo Feng knelt down immediately, shouting for grievances with red eyes, "General, I don't know what crime my subordinates have committed to be so targeted, please investigate clearly."

Chu Yuanyan slowly walked up to Mo Feng, condescendingly looked down at Mo Feng in front of him, and vaguely remembered the first time he saw Mo Feng. At that time, Mo Feng was just a scout. Withdrew, encountered besieged and slaughtered, his comrades were all dead, only he came back alive and brought back important military information.

Of course, it was later discovered that the military situation did not seem to be very important.

"Did you kill those comrades who died when you were a scout?"

Mo Feng's heart trembled, the blood on his face faded instantly, and the hand holding the handle of the knife kept shaking, "No, I don't know what the general said, what do you mean?"

Chu Yuanyan knew that he had guessed right when he saw his appearance, "Are you from Nanli?"

Just as Mo Feng was about to argue again, Zhu Chengke seemed to be thinking of something, and suddenly rushed forward, kicked Mo Feng over, and directly tore off the black armor on his body. Regardless of Mo Feng's resistance, he tore off his lapel again, revealing his A chest full of scars.

The surrounding generals and guards have been stationed at the northern border for many years, and they have also participated in the battle with Nanli several years ago. They have seen many captives and corpses of Nanli, and know that Nanli has the habit of stabbing. Men like to have wolf head tattoos on their chests. This kind of tattoo cannot be washed off. If you want to cover it up, you have to destroy that piece of flesh, just like Mo Feng.

When Mo Feng saw the eyes of the people around him, he knew that there was no room for change. Instead, he was not afraid, and suddenly laughed wildly, "Yes, I am from Nanli. It is ridiculous that you fools still regard me as a brother. Knowing that Li Silang and How did Song Xian die? Hahahahaha!"

"Bastard! I'll kill you!" Zhu Chengke was so angry that he raised his sword and wanted to kill Mo Feng.

Chu Yuanyan waved his hand, and a gust of wind threw Zhu Chengke aside, and said calmly, "Ziqi, take him down and interrogate him properly."

Mo Feng was horrified when he heard the words, and grabbed the long knife that fell to the side and was about to kill himself, but it was a pity that Lu Ziqi was still a step behind.

Mo Feng was afraid of death, but he was even more afraid that life would be worse than death.

Although this general is strict in running the army, he has always been tolerant of his subordinates in some small matters, but this does not mean that he is a good-natured person. He knows better than anyone what the fate of a spy is. He used to follow Li Shiro went to interrogate the spies, and now thinking about it makes his scalp tingle and his heart trembles.

"General, in view of my lack of credit and hard work these years, please give me a good time!"

Chu Yuanyan looked at him indifferently, without a trace of emotion on his face, but everyone knew that their general was very angry now.

"Want to have a good time?"

Mo Feng nodded hastily, "I beg the general to give the villain a good time, the villain is grateful!"

"It's not impossible," he twitched the corners of his lips, "Let's talk about it first, where did the food go?"

(End of this chapter)