Frontier Army Warrior

The next morning, the patrols that were supposed to be sent out had already left.

The remaining people began to train the five new young men.

Lin Feng stood not far away and watched. Although his legs and feet felt a little weak, he felt refreshed.

Bai Jing, who had been serving by his side, was still sleeping soundly in her sheepskin quilt.

Most of the five young men were agile and familiar with bows, horses, swords and guns.

Lin Feng nodded. In order to make one or two killers invisible and not attract attention, they must be similar.

What kind of trap should be set to make the killer step into it?

Just as he was lost in thought, Wang Qian, who was on lookout on the beacon tower, shouted.

"Boss, someone is coming."

"who?"

"They seem to be people from the village, about a dozen or so, moving very slowly."

Lin Feng quickly jumped onto the partition of the camp fence and looked into the distance.

A group of people were walking from the direction of Lingdouzi Village, and they were indeed walking slowly.

It took a long time to see clearly that the leader was the elder of Lingdouzi Village, the old man who had brought Lin Zhaomin and his brothers to find a wife.

The old man was followed by a dozen old, weak and sick people, gradually approaching the beacon tower.

A dozen people came to the suspension bridge beside the trench.

The old man saw Lin Feng sticking his head over the camp fence.

"Hey, Lin Jiazheng, I've called the villagers of Lingdouzi Village to come and offer my condolences. You led the garrison to help us ordinary people resist the Tartars and maintain peace in this area. You must have worked very hard."

The crowd behind him responded in unison.

"Yeah yeah..."

"Lin Jiazheng, the families in the village don't have much good stuff, so we just pooled some food, bedding, and other things. Don't think it's too little."

Lin Feng looked at the group of people strangely.

There was no father or sister in it.

Now he and his father live a comfortable life at home, with food, drink and a warm sleep.

Of course, I never thought about the hard work I was going through outside.

"Lin Jiazheng, please open the door and let us take the things in."

"Thank you, fellow villagers. Thank you for your trouble. Just leave the things on the ground. Someone will come to get them. You can go back now."

"Master Jiazheng, I want to thank you in person. Please let me in."

"We're all from the same village, so why wouldn't we trust each other?"

"That's right. Fengzi became a high-ranking official and has distanced himself from us."

"Fengzi, I've watched you grow up since you were a child."

Lin Feng's head hurt from the noise.

It just so happened that Cui Yijiao was on his day off today and was still in the Fenghuo Camp, training a few young people.

Lin Feng waved at him.

"Lao Cui, you handle this matter."

After saying that, he jumped down and turned into his room.

Cui scurried over to the partition and looked out.

"What do you want to do?"

"Oh, Captain Cui, we just want to go in and express our condolences to the garrison and Lin Jiazheng."

"Okay, I know everything. Put your things down and go back."

"As a fellow villager, please let me in to take a look."

"..."

There was another round of chaotic shouting.

Cui kicked and yelled, "Shut up and get out of here!"

A group of villagers were stunned and stared at Cui Yijiao blankly.

We all brought gifts to express our condolences, why are you treating us like this?

How did the relationship between the military and the people become so strained?

Just when everyone was stunned, Cui Yijiao shouted loudly.

"If you don't get out of here, I'll go to your house and collect protection money, three hundred coins per person."

As soon as these words were spoken, a group of old, weak, women and children turned around and ran away.

They cried for their parents, the old ones dragged the young ones, and the big ones carried the small ones.

He left in a flash, more than twice as fast as when he came.

Cui Yijiao sneered, turned around, got off the partition, and continued to train a few newcomers.

After Lin Feng entered the house, he also heard Cui Yijiao's scolding.

Can't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.

I don't have the courage to do that, so I'm still more kind to these fellow villagers.

Bai Jing had already woken up at this time, curled up in the sheepskin quilt with only her head exposed.

"What are they here for?"

"They said they were here to express their condolences to the garrison."

"There's such a good thing? Why haven't I heard of it before?"

Lin Feng pinched her nose.

"Maybe the old man found out that Lin Zhaomin was missing and got scared."

"It's only been a few days, and I've cleaned it up very well."

"Don't worry about him. If he dares to do something weird, I won't tolerate him."

"Well, brother, you have to be ruthless."

"Hasn't I been cruel enough to those bandits?"

Bai Jing shook her head.

"It's different. These villagers sometimes become bad and are more difficult to deal with than bandits."

Lin Feng narrowed his eyes.

"The main reason is that my father and sister are still in the village, and I'm worried about their difficulties."

"Let them live in the county town?"

"No, my current strength is not enough to influence the county. I will be bullied if I go there."

Bai Jing's eyes lit up.

"Who dares to bully our family? With my strength, it won't be difficult for me to take over the county."

"What? Just these few Miao people, they think they can take over the county?"

"Brother, you are really confused. With just these few people, they can even take down the Tartar bronze armor."

Lin Feng scratched his head: "That's true, it's just a small county town, how can it withstand my iron hoof."

"Hey, this is my real brother."

"Is he my biological brother?"

Lin Feng reached his hand into the quilt, scaring Bai Jing so much that she quickly begged for mercy.

"Brother, brother, I dare not do it anymore. Please spare me. I still can't get up."

The more she begged for mercy, the more excited Lin Feng became.

Put both hands in and move them up and down.

Bai Jing's breathing gradually became heavier as she begged for mercy, and a blush appeared on her fair face.

Lin Feng took off his battle jacket and was about to get into bed.

Suddenly, someone shouted outside the door.

"Boss, there are troops coming from outside the camp."

"Fuck, why are there so many things going on today?"

Lin Feng had no choice but to put on his clothes and hurried out of the house.

Wu Er, who was on the lookout at the top of the beacon tower, stuck his head out and shouted down.

"Boss, over there, over there..."

He pointed to the east and shouted anxiously.

"There are cavalry coming, about a hundred of them."

Lin Feng frowned. It was impossible for the Tartars to send out so many cavalry at once. They were probably the troops stationed in the west.

He quickly climbed up the fence partition and looked into the distance.

There was billowing smoke and dust to the east of the beacon tower, and there were indeed quite a few people.

Soon the sound of horse hooves could be heard, and judging from the noise, there were definitely no less than a hundred of them.

Since the establishment of the beacon tower in Lingdouzi Village, it has never seen such a large number of people coming.

It is such a barren and remote place that almost no official would pay attention to it.

Hearing the deafening sound of horse hooves, everyone in the camp ran out and looked out through the gaps in the fence.

Hundreds of war horses rushed straight to the trench before being stopped.

In front of him was a snow-white warhorse, and on its back sat a general in silver armor, who looked very young.

Lin Feng discovered that this young general was probably younger than himself.

Red lips, white teeth, and a face as white as jade.

Despite looking so delicate, she actually held a long and thick spear in her hand.

The horse under his crotch is also extremely majestic and handsome.

More than a hundred riders stood in a neat row along the trench.

Immediately, a tall man standing beside the young general in white armor raised his hand and waved towards the camp fence.

"Is there anyone in charge? Come forward and talk."

Lin Feng stood in front of the camp fence, straightened his back, and half of his body was exposed.

"Excuse me, is it..."

Before he could finish his words, he heard the tall man ask loudly.

"Where are Lin Feng and Lin Jiazheng?"

"Can you please identify yourself first?"

Lin Feng was not polite either. What's wrong with having a lot of people? They were all family.

"Let Lin Feng come out and answer."

The tall man spoke in a cold and harsh tone, without any courtesy.