Lord of the Desert

Chapter 323
Lu Zhi has been in the army for many years. Although he has never participated in a major battle, he has organized bandit sieges countless times.

There are ways, at least three.

The first is to use strong medicine.

But things happened in a hurry today. Lu Zhi came from the mansion alone and did not assign King Guiming in advance.

The second is to use dead soldiers.

The local defenders of Pang County were certainly frightened.

But if we use the captain's personal soldiers as our bones and form a formation to rush and kill them, we still have the chance of victory.

It's a pity that this plan only floated in Lu Zhi's mind for half a circle before being discarded.

He had worked hard for many years, working his way up from the top soldier to the top military attache in a county, but he had only managed to save fifty dead soldiers, each of whom was enough to be trusted.

This is the foundation for establishing oneself, how can it be wasted?

As for the idea of ​​personally leading masters with penetration and above into battle to reduce casualties, it is even more unthinkable.

Chisha's majestic and domineering move "Thunder Step" has long been famous throughout the world.

[There are only a few dozen households, and they are everywhere like weeds. Why bother fighting with the genius? 】

Lu Zhi thought about this and made a decision.

"The famous name of Chisha, Lu has admired him for a long time."

Holding the saber in his hand, he stood in front of the formation.

"The conscription is an order from above; since Mr. Lu is in charge of the military affairs of this county, he cannot sit idly by no matter what!"

"I know young hero pities human life."

"Of course what's behind you is human life, but so is my robe."

"For now, it's better for you and me to do it."

"If you win, my people will make way."

"If you lose, leave those people behind."

What Lu Zhi said was solemn and solemn.

For a moment, the Pang County soldiers' eyes were focused, as if they had recognized their immediate superior again.

Hong Fan breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

"Colonel Lu Gaoyi."

He threw away his guns and handed them over.

The two of them fought without words.

Lu Zhi's combat prowess was far inferior to Hong Fan's, and he had no intention of risking his life at all.

However, in the third round, his weapon was knocked away by Shunpo, and he was punched in the chest and was knocked aside.

Seeing the captain's defeat, the atmosphere in the city became greatly relaxed.

Among hundreds of people, only Lu Zhi's deputy felt as if he had eaten a fly.

The superior, who was snatched back by the soldiers, had his eyes narrowed and looked as if he was seriously injured.

So the order to "open the city and make way" could only come from his mouth.

The gunfire dispersed and the horses retreated.

The convoy of oxen and horses walked smoothly out of the east city gate, and then headed northeast without stopping.

Only Hong Fan stopped a hundred steps away from the city wall.

There are many figures on the wall of Pang County.

Countless people looked around from afar, but no one had the courage to go out.

After a while, the convoy was far away.

Hong Fan looked across the lingering sunset and gazed one last time at the red sun setting behind the city.

Turning his head, he realized that the gauzy moonlight was already covering the mountains.

The wind and sand rose from the land, and people chased the car away.

At the top of the city, Lu Zhi straightened his back and watched Hong Fan's back disappear.

Just at this moment, he heard rapid footsteps coming up from the gate.

As soon as he turned around, the captain had stooped down and turned pale.

Lu Zhi smiled bitterly at the belated arrival of the county magistrate.

"County Lord, you have finally arrived!"

"The proud man of heaven, what can I do?"

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June 26.

Between Niutou Mountain.

The two mountains are like a wall, and the sun going down and the moon going up are both covered by the wall.

Only the dome with stars embedded in it covered it like a cover.

Gan Deshou has been restless since Hong Fan left a few days ago.

He prayed to God and worshiped Buddha, hoping that the killer would go eastward soon and never go to Pang County.

However, just half an hour ago, the mountain whistle detective brought back news - a team of more than a hundred people entered the mountain, claiming to be from Pang County.

The leader was none other than Chisha Hongfan.

When Gan Deshou heard about this, his mind went blank.

He first thought of the golden light that beheaded Hao Yong, and then thought of the sand filled with blood.

After the two scenes turned around, Gan Deshou's scalp exploded and he almost wanted to run away.

For the rebels, escaping is a common thing, and the leaders have long been used to it.

The Tianfeng army is powerful and the Thousand Faced Wind is tyrannical. Who can say anything more?
But today is different.

What's the difference?
Gan Deshou thought for a moment and couldn't figure it out.It wasn't until a long time later that the messenger came in.

"The boss, one hundred and seventeen people, old and young."

The speaker was a young man of sixteen or seventeen years old.

"They were originally conscripted, and then single-handedly protected by Chisha, they were killed from Pang County and sent to us on a special trip!"

Having said this, the young man was radiant and proud.

Gan Deshou looked at him and suddenly understood why he couldn't escape.

Niutoushan is full of rotten people. In the past, no one had to blame anyone.

Only this time, facing this person, he didn't want to be underestimated.

After calling for a table of food and wine, Gan Deshou waved back, closed the courtyard door, and sat alone in the room.

Not long after, the wind and sand came.

A figure fell from the sky into the courtyard.

Naturally it was Hong Fan.

When he entered the hall, he saw six plates of meat and vegetables, and Gan Deshou, who was sitting alone with a livid face.

This is quite different from the scene I imagined before.

"I didn't expect to come back and see the boss so soon."

Hong Fan pulled away the chair at the bottom and sat down directly.

"I thought there wouldn't be wine and food in this courtyard, but armored soldiers and dead soldiers."

he laughed.

"Young Master Hong, if you want to ask anything, please just say it."

Gan Deshou replied coldly.

"Is Chen Laojie from Pang County working for the Feng family?"

Hong Fan stopped talking nonsense after hearing this.

"Yes, they are people arranged by Qianmianfeng."

Gan Deshou generously admitted.

"So, you are also in contact with Qianmianfeng?"

Hong Fan asked again, his voice slightly cold.

"Have."

Gan Deshou nodded heavily.

"How could it not be?"

He glanced across the dining table and asked rhetorically.

"With Qian Mianfeng's ability, Anmin County has become the rebels of the climate. Even the bandits have their people in the green forest!"

"The boss is very confident."

Hong Fan smiled.

"Gan knows that he is not straight."

Gan Deshou shook his head.

"But Huaiyang Country is no longer a place for reasoning!"

"Can a grassroots team like us be able to clean up the mess in three counties?"

His voice grew louder.

"The Desu Army rebelled, but everyone rebelled just to survive."

"Hong Fan, you said that if the Feng family doesn't collapse, isn't our only way out to recruit people?"

"How many people in this world have what it takes to be a hero?"

He said this in one breath, his tone sounding like a complaint and an accusation.

Quiet in the house.

Gan Deshou gritted his teeth and looked directly into Hong Fan's deep eyes.

After a moment, he lowered his head, his Adam's apple rolled, and the muscles in his cheeks relaxed.

"You are the only one who has a bad heart and a bad heart."

"To die in Chisha's hands is a good reward."

After saying this, Gan Deshou's face turned pale.

"Wait a little longer."

He stood up with a heavy breath, went to the table and picked up half a bottle of wine and drank it messily.

The wine soaked his front.

A clatter.

Gan Deshou threw the porcelain pot and wiped his mouth, his fingers still shaking.

"I, Gan, used to be a person who was not afraid of death, but I changed after becoming such a big boss."

"Sure enough, once a person does something wrong, he will lose heart."

He sighed and laughed at himself, took off his high-collared robe and draped it on the high-backed chair above, revealing his half-worn white cloth.

An unsheathed sword was inserted into the floor tile in front of Hong Fan.

Gan Deshou knelt slumped beside the knife.

He just wanted to die.

(End of this chapter)