Frontier Army Warrior

The Tartars following behind also followed suit, sheathed their weapons, and looked up to the sky calmly.

Indeed, the rain of arrows in the air flew crookedly for a while and then fell to an unknown place.

Only two or three scattered feathered arrows fell into the Tartars' war horses.

The leading Tatar turned around and shouted something loudly to the other Tatars.

However, the Tartar behind him, who had been smiling happily, suddenly became frightened.

The leading Tatar didn't know what was happening when he felt a shock at the back of his neck. A feather arrow pierced his neck from the front, and a bloody arrowhead emerged from the back of his neck.

This arrow was shot by Lin Feng in the rain of arrows.

The leading Tatar was stunned for a moment, then jumped off his horse.

The warhorse was very fast, and the distance was very close in just one arrow's time.

Lin Feng threw away his bow, drew out his long sword and waved it in the air.

"Charge forward and chop off their heads. There's silver and land for you!"

He rode his horse and rushed towards the Tartars.

Following closely behind was Bai Jing, who also held up a scimitar and charged on horseback.

Hu Jincai and Zhang Changyou also brandished their swords and commanded their men to charge from both wings.

Lin Feng was not good at horse fighting, and when he collided with the Tatar cavalry, he jumped up.

He pounced on a Tartar cavalryman with his sword in hand.

The battlefield suddenly became chaotic, and the four Tartars were surrounded by more than twenty large border troops.

War horses were charging around and swords and spears were stabbing and slashing everywhere.

Lin Feng was the first to rush into the Tartar cavalry. He fell from the air and halfway through, he used the wind-splitting sword technique to split a Tartar into two pieces, including his armor. The sound was extremely fierce.

His men also fell into the herd of war horses.

He rolled over a few times and tried to stand up, but was kicked by a horse's hoof.

A sharp pain in his hip caused him to fall forward again.

The long knife in his hand swept horizontally for a large circle, cutting off several horse legs.

I only vaguely saw a Tartar fall off his horse in front of me.

The long sword then slashed over, but the Tartar had no strength to use while rolling, and the long sword was grabbed by both hands.

Lin Feng did not hesitate. He threw away his knife and rushed forward, pulling out a dagger from his waist halfway.

As his body crashed into the Tartar's arms, the dagger pierced into the gap in the Tartar's armor.

The two of them hugged each other and rolled into the ditch.

When Lin Feng struggled to climb out of the ditch, he found that the battle was over.

The other two Tartars were torn into pieces by a group of soldiers' swords and spears.

Lin Feng breathed a sigh of relief and shouted loudly.

"Bai Jing, Bai Jing..."

"Brother, I'm here, here."

"Counting the battle losses, Hu Jincai, Zhang Changyou!"

"Boss, I'm here, here."

"Gather the troops and don't cause chaos."

"Don't worry, boss."

After a commotion, everyone finally calmed down and dismounted to sit cross-legged on the ground to rest.

Most of them were excited soldiers, but it was not until today that they realized that these Tartars were also flesh and blood who could be killed with swords and guns.

Lin Feng sat on a clod of dirt, his left buttock aching intermittently.

This horse hoof is so hard, I don’t know if my bones are broken.

Bai Jing ran over at this time.

"Brother, the data is out."

"explain."

"Five of us died, two escaped, one was seriously injured, and six were slightly injured."

"Fuck, so miserable?"

"Well, all five Tartars are dead, three in armor and two in civilian form."

Lin Feng nodded: "Not bad, better than I expected."

"Brother, go check on the seriously injured one. Maybe you can save him."

Lin Feng wanted to stand up, but the slightest movement caused severe pain.

"Tell me, where is he injured?"

Bai Jing looked at him strangely.

"Brother, are you injured?"

"Maybe. The horse kicked me."

"Ah! Where did you kick? Let me see."

"What are you looking at? You don't understand. I'm going to kick your ass."

Bai Jing almost laughed and rolled her eyes at him.

"My butt is thick, so it should be fine."

"Maybe. Go and retrieve my arrows and knife, collect the spoils, and we'll collectively commend them for this."

"Oh, I see."

Bai Jing agreed and ran away.

Yu Lei came over limping, having been slashed on the leg by a Tartar with a knife.

When Lin Feng saw that he could still walk, he knew that it was not serious.

"General Lin, you are so brave! This is the first time I've seen a major general officer be the first to charge forward."

Lin Feng ignored him and pointed at his leg.

"How does it hurt?"

"It's okay, I can handle it."

"Bandage it up, don't let the blood drain out."

Yu Lei couldn't hide his excitement, regardless of his leg injury.

"General Lin, we killed five Tartars, five!"

His fingers were shaking with excitement.

"Didn't you see the damage we suffered?"

Yu Lei shook his head: "It's nothing, it's worth it even if we all die. Five Tartars and three armored soldiers, hahahaha..."

He brought sixteen soldiers with him, five of whom died in battle and two escaped.

The reduction in staff is almost 50 percent.

The remaining soldiers gathered around the Tartar's body, pointing and talking excitedly.

Two or three people started arguing about who had stabbed someone with a knife or shot someone with a gun...

In the border army camp, Song Qi stood respectfully in his tent.

And where he usually sat, Song Yi was leaning back with her eyes closed.

"Uncle, do you think Lin Feng, who took twenty people out of the camp, will survive?"

Song Yi snorted coldly.

"Is it so easy for him to die?"

"It was you who stopped me from pursuing him. If you had given me two hundred cavalrymen, I could have eliminated this hidden danger."

"Humph, do you want our Song family to be exterminated?"

Song Qi shrank his neck and said, "He's just a small centurion. Is it that serious?"

"Do you think the general is just a decoration?"

"My nephew can find a few military experts to eliminate him secretly."

Song Yi held her forehead with her hand, as if she had a headache.

"You don't need to use your pig brain to think about it. Who killed the bronze-armored Tartar? Who killed those iron-armored and civilian people?"

"But..."

"But what? Which military expert could have done this? You saw today, the Tartar heads they brought with them. Do you think it was the work of that useless Su Yun?"

The series of questions made Song Qi sweat.

Song Yi tapped her fingers on her knees.

"This time, we've driven them out of the camp, and the feud is settled. You should have some idea of ​​what to do next."

"Yes, I understand uncle."

"You know shit. Lin Feng is easy to deal with, but Cui Ying is not someone who can be fooled easily."

Song Qi was speechless.

"I asked you to coax Cui Ying, but you said everything. Can't you just be a man and shoulder it?"

"I...I couldn't bear it..."

"You useless thing, even I have suffered the consequences when you speak the truth."

"Ah, the General..."

Song Yi waved her hand to stop him from continuing.

"The general understands everything, but we can't go too far. Remember, behave well in front of Cui Ying. Can't you see that the Su family has also taken action?"

Song Qi agreed verbally, but he knew in his heart that it would be difficult to deal with Cui Ying.

No matter how you perform, it will be in vain.

Su Yun?

Bullshit, not even as good as me.

He was daydreaming here when Song Yi slapped him on the head.

"What good ideas can your pig brain have? I'll tell you after I figure it out. Don't act on your own during this period."

"Yes, I understand, uncle."

Finally, Song Yi left angrily.

Song Qi then breathed a sigh of relief, slumped in his chair, thinking bitterly in his heart.

Damn Lin Feng, you're making life difficult for me. Just wait and see how I'm going to deal with you.