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Chapter 173 The Death of Fengling (1)
The slave who led his horse asked with a lewd smile, "General, does that include me?"

Feng Chu sneered: "You are a lowly thing, and you want to take advantage of it. Oh, okay, let my dear brother take a good look at it when the time comes, his woman is a real millionaire."

Dong Meng's soldiers couldn't hold back when they heard these words. Some people turned their horses' heads and were about to go all out. Dong Meng's face was sinking but he didn't move at all. He held a sword and took the lead to charge forward. Can continue to follow Dongmeng.

Feng Chu took great pains to say something, predicting that Dongmeng would definitely not be able to hold back, and the victory was in sight.

Who would have imagined that Dongmeng, who usually has a fiery temper, is very good at nourishing Qi at this critical moment.

A group of 20 horses headed towards the passageway that Feng Ling led the people to rush out of.

Although Feng Chu laid an ambush early, Feng Ling and his party were extremely brave, and the soldiers behind them were united as one, and rushed the stragglers to pieces. Dong Meng immediately recovered her former heroism, holding a sword and running left and right, as if Bailang Jiaolong was invincible when the long sword passed by, Feng Chu frowned more and more tightly, watching Dong Meng escape from the encirclement, feeling great hatred in his heart.

"Chasing, don't you want to play with the female general?" Feng Chu ordered again, and the men behind him all made obscene noises, and rushed after them, but compared to Dong Meng's pioneer and the one who fought to the death over there. Courage, but Feng Chu's limbs are crippled, and the power of words is in vain. It is clear at a glance which is better and which is worse.

From Feng Chu's point of view, he beat the dog in the water, but most of them rushed forward.

It's just that there is a lack of rules during the march. Feng Chu is a half-baked guy after all. Although he is eloquent and persuaded to send troops here, he has only a half-knowledge of the art of war. As the infantry, they encircle separately, use branches to tie horsetails to create momentum, and copy the strategy from "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms". It just takes some work.

While Dong Meng was slashing and killing the enemy soldiers beside him, his eyes seemed to be flowing and cold, with a faint luster, occasionally looking back at the face of Feng Chu's villain Dezhi, a faint smile appeared on his lips.

Hold it up to heaven, and let you fall to hell again!

Just now, he would scold vigorously, but now is the moment to really start.

When Dong Meng received the news, she soon realized that she was in a bad mood, and asked Tanma to investigate and report again, but found that the dust raised behind the horse was a bit strange. , must be copied on all sides.

The scouts searched carefully for the footprints on the road, and finally found the traces. Dongmeng immediately made a plan and used the plan to make the other party think that they had caught a turtle in the urn. .

Everything went according to the plan, but Feng Ling took the lead and risked himself. Thinking that the other party was emotionally unstable at the moment, Dong Meng could only gallop after him.

A group of people led by Feng Chu also chased after him. At this moment, they saw Xun Shaoyan in the depths of the woods, wearing a modern military uniform.

"Feng Chu, long time no see."

The muzzle of the black hole was raised in a flash, and those things that made Feng Chu feel the taste of his limbs being destroyed appeared in ancient times that should not have appeared.

When the gunpowder smokes, the horseshoes are anxious.

The muzzle of the black hole faced a row of vicious Xiongnu soldiers, Feng Chu stared wide-eyed, and sternly ordered the slaves to pull their horses back, while ordering everyone to back off.

But these people who have never seen firearms don't understand the destruction of life these things have, and they don't know what happened.

Although he stepped back after hearing the coach's order, his face had a lazy expression and a cat-and-mouse-like comfort.

A few people even looked at Dong Meng and licked the corners of their lips, as if they could really taste the taste of a female general.

Although a few people found that Dongmeng had added a new group of people, they felt something was wrong and wanted to retreat, but they were blocked by the people behind them.

If Dongmeng, who was under extremely strict rule, encountered such a situation, such a thing would never happen. Although Feng Chu, who was born half-baked, had the reputation of being a soldier, he didn't have the ability.

This is often the case with a half-baked person, say he can't, he can still make do with it, say he can fight, but he has no time to deal with special circumstances.

So work experience is very important, comrades.

Before these people rushed up, Xun Shaoyan waved his hand, and a row of bullets swished out.

These people borrowed by Mr. Xun are not many, they are all special forces.

The advantage of these people is that they will never ask more questions when they see something, but for the enemy, the disadvantage of these people is that their marksmanship is too accurate.

Following Xun Shaoyan's order, the gunshots of these people sounded as if they were fired by one person, and the enemy on the opposite side was also considered a bloody bad luck.

In normal cold-weapon combat, he had already thought that he might be hacked to death with a knife, he might die from old wound infection, or he might be trampled to death by a war horse before he set off.

But he never thought that he would be killed by a thin, straight, black hole.

For ancient people who had never touched a gun, this was not only unimaginable, but also a disaster.

The people in the first row fell down like straw harvested by the farmer. After the first gunshot, the gunshots behind began to drop, but without exception, every gunshot took away a person s life.

Seeing layers of life falling down, Dong Meng couldn't help looking away.

If possible, she really does not want this to happen. War is cruel, but it is also glorious for soldiers.

It's just that if they rely on their current strength, it is estimated that this war will last ten to eight years.

The losses on both sides will be more severe than imagined.

And these dead people can save more lives.

Before Xun Shaoyan gave the order, Feng Chu hid among the soldiers, shrinking his head, looking cowardly and wretched, but he was looking for an opportunity.

Even from the perspective of modern medicine, Feng Chu's limbs are basically useless, and even if they can be used, they are not very agile.

Feng Chu's only thought of living now is revenge.

In order to get revenge, he could almost crawl to find the king's account of the Xiongnu Shanyu, and he worked hard to persuade the other party to send troops, and was even willing to be a slave for several months to be wantonly humiliated, so that he won the other party's trust.

Feng Chu has always been able to endure what ordinary people cannot, and he can also do things that ordinary people cannot do.

Be tough on others, be tough on yourself.

Just a few breaths after Dong Meng turned his eyes away, Feng Chu's eyes were dark and cold, like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity.

"Be careful."

Dong Meng's breathing stagnates, her eyes go dark, and a generous and warm embrace hugs herself tightly.

(End of this chapter)