I'm a useless prince, so what if I know a little bit of chemistry?

Two hours is actually four hours.

Normally, there is definitely not enough rest, especially for those who march for a long time, there is simply not enough rest.

But Lin Fan gave a death order, and since these people were all from the Nian family and were concerned about the safety of the patriarch, no one complained, and instead they arranged their rest in an orderly manner.

It was a rare opportunity for Lin Fan to take a break. After riding for a long time, his feet were a little sore. He could only take off his armor and massage his feet.

When Lin Fan took off his armor, he no longer looked like a prince, but more like a handsome young man.

Lin Fan rubbed his legs for a while, but he couldn't help falling asleep due to exhaustion.

Lin Fan had a dream. In the dream, he was being chased by the Hun army alone. Lin Fan fought and retreated, and in the end, his lance and sword were all broken, but the Huns still came in an endless stream.

At this time, Lin Fan's warhorse was stuck in the swamp and could not break free for a long time. Lin Fan's legs were also stuck in the mud and could not be pulled out at all.

Lin Fan could only raise his spear to kill the Hun soldiers around him, but there were so many Hun soldiers. Lin Fan could kill a hundred or a thousand of them, but he could never kill all the Hun soldiers who were like weeds.

Gradually, Lin Fan felt that he was running out of strength, and his hand swinging the lance became slower and slower.

Finally, Lin Fan was surrounded by the Huns. There were Huns on all sides, and all the weapons in their hands were pointed at Lin Fan.

Lin Fan showed no fear at all. He planned to perish together with the Huns. The worst that could happen was death. Lin Fan never took his life seriously.

A coward cannot be a general, Lin Fan was very clear about this truth, so Lin Fan immediately launched a final resistance with the idea of ​​killing one to get back his investment, and killing two to make a profit.

One, two…ten.

The blunt lance in Lin Fan's hand took the lives of several Huns.

The Huns were speechless and didn't know what to say, but there was a hint of panic on their faces. It was obvious that they were afraid of being killed by Lin Fan.

Just when Lin Fan thought that the Huns were scared and did not dare to attack for the time being, Lin Fan saw that the Huns began to draw their bows and arrows, and each arrow, with a cold glow, was aimed at him.

"Just die." Lin Fan sighed.

"Come on!" Lin Fan shouted, his face full of a fearless expression.

Just when Lin Fan thought he was about to be pierced by thousands of arrows, he suddenly heard shouts and screams from the Huns behind him.

The Huns surrounding Lin Fan looked behind them, and Lin Fan also looked in the direction where the sound came from. Lin Fan only saw a big spear flying up and down, sweeping the Huns away.

"Good warrior, good kill, kill all these Hun dogs!" Lin Fan shouted.

"Hey! Hey! Stop shouting. Wait until we get to the battlefield."

Lin Fan slowly opened his eyes and saw a middle-aged man with a beard smiling at him.

Lin Fan looked around and found that he was in his own camp. He also knew that he was dreaming, so he felt relieved.

"It's normal to have this kind of mentality when you go to the battlefield for the first time. When you get used to it, you can just kill a few more Huns." The middle-aged man said to Lin Fan with a smile, and then threw some food to Lin Fan.

"Thanks, brother." Lin Fan didn't care. He was a little hungry, so he took it and started eating.

"Little brother, is this your first time on the battlefield?" the middle-aged man asked with a smile.

"It's not the first time I've been on the battlefield, it's just not on such a large scale." Lin Fan replied with a smile.

Seeing that he and Lin Fan got along well, the middle-aged man sat cross-legged beside Lin Fan, looking like a senior, and said to Lin Fan: "This large-scale war is different from a small-scale war, but you don't have to be afraid. The Huns are not as scary as the legend says. They are also human beings and will die."

"Brother, have you ever fought against the Huns?" Lin Fan asked.

"Yes, I had the honor to follow the general and fight the Huns several times. At that time, there were 3,000 of us who went to rob a camp of 30,000 people. Guess what happened in the end?" The middle-aged man showed off and kept the question in suspense.

"Oh? How was it? Were the Huns scared to death?" Lin Fan asked with a smile.

"Yes, at that time I saw many Huns without clothes on, running around like headless flies. But an army of 30,000 was beaten to a pulp by our 3,000 people. That was my most glorious battle." The middle-aged man looked reminiscent, his face full of nostalgia.

"What about now?" Lin Fan asked with a smile, also wanting to know what these grassroots soldiers thought of him.

"Now? Haha." The old soldier smiled and said nothing.

"What's the matter, brother? Are you not satisfied with the Marquis's arrangement?" Lin Fan asked.

"It's not that I'm not hiding it, I just think our Marquis' plan is too crazy, countless times bolder than the general's back then. But I admire our Marquis very much. Even though he knew that our more than 2,000 people might not come back, the Marquis did not escape. This alone is enough to surpass those masters in the court." said the middle-aged man.

"Do you regret it?" Lin Fan asked again.

"Regret?" The middle-aged man shook his head.

"There is nothing we won't regret. My brothers all know that the Marquis did this to save the general. Even if we all die on the grassland, we won't regret it. I have never fought such an exciting battle in my life, so how could I regret it?" the middle-aged man said frankly.

"Boy, you seem to be a good person. When we go to the battlefield, you should follow me, otherwise you will be captured by the Huns. With your delicate skin and tender flesh, you might be favored by the Huns. Then, you will become their husband." The middle-aged man joked with a smile.

Lin Fan smiled and said nothing more.

The middle-aged man thought Lin Fan was afraid, so he continued, "But don't be afraid. I heard that our Marquis is an extraordinary martial artist. Even Shangguan Ren, the tenth-best man in the world, was defeated by the Marquis. I'm afraid these barbarians are no match for the Marquis."

"Who told you that you have extraordinary martial arts skills?" Lin Fan asked.

"Then of course we'll listen to what our Captain Chu says. Oh, just as we were talking about Captain Chu, here he comes." The middle-aged man said happily.

But the middle-aged man didn’t notice that Chu Hu’s face didn’t look very good.

"This is our Captain Chu. Captain Chu, a young brother who has just arrived. You have nothing to do now, so why don't you tell us the story of how the Marquis defeated Shangguan Ren with one shot?" the middle-aged man said to Chu Hu.

After hearing this, many people around came over, wanting to listen to General Chu Hu's story.

Chu Hu's face became even uglier, and he cursed in his heart, "These guys have no eyesight. Don't they see that the real culprit is right in front of me? What else can I say?"

"Captain Chu, just tell me. I just got here and I haven't heard you tell the story of our Marquis yet."