Frontier Army Warrior

Cui Ying glared at him and turned to look at Lin Feng.

"where are you going?"

Lin Feng smiled bitterly: "There is no place for me to stand on this vast land."

Cui Ying thought for a moment and said, "I'll take you back to the Zhenxi Protectorate. It's far away from the Tartars and very safe there."

Lin Feng shook his head: "You and General Qiao go back to the camp. Don't worry about our safety. The Tartars are fierce, but they will still die in my hands."

Cui Ying was stunned looking at Lin Feng for a moment.

There has never been a man who could reveal such strong self-confidence in such a calm tone.

Qiao Jun coughed quickly.

"General, we should go."

Cui Ying ignored him and asked in a daze, "Lin Feng, can you take me with you?"

Qiao Jun immediately stood in front of Lin Feng.

"Cui Ying, do you want him to be the enemy of the whole world?"

"I just said that, why are you so anxious?"

Cui Ying glared.

Qiao Jun immediately lowered his head to look at the barbecue.

Lin Feng also knew that he could not get close to this beautiful woman.

"General Cui, I have a favor to ask of you. I wonder..."

"Just say it."

"Well, I have a disabled old father and a younger sister who is still underage. Can I take them to the camp to stay temporarily?"

Cui Ying smiled and said, "It's not difficult at all. Don't worry."

"One thing is that their identities cannot be revealed."

"Tsk, do you think I'm stupid?"

Lin Feng smiled slightly and glanced at Qiao Jun.

Seeing Qiao Jun nod slightly, he took the wine bowl with confidence and took a big sip.

Lin Feng went to Lin Tong's house overnight, explained the current situation to him, and then got a carriage from Lin Tong's house.

When he returned home, he didn't say much and just asked his father and sister to follow the visitor.

The old man was a taciturn person to begin with. He asked a few questions, but when he saw that Lin Feng didn't say anything, he stopped talking.

Cui Ying led his troops to the border army camp overnight.

Lin Tong also started to arrange to transfer his property and family.

Lin Feng returned to the camp and temporarily incorporated the thirty migrant workers into his own team.

After resting for a night, we left Beacon Camp with all our equipment.

The Tartars are powerful, so we must temporarily put aside our plans and take shelter for a while.

Lin Feng already had a goal. He led a team of fifty people and headed straight to the northeast.

After more than fifty Tartars returned to the Tiezhen tribe camp, the middle-aged man went straight to see Silver-Armored Wendihan and Golden-Armored Commander Wanyan Qingtian.

When Yinjia Wendihan, who was standing before the desk, heard that Shuxiong had been beheaded, he immediately became furious.

He angrily shouted and scolded the large number of border troops and all the knights who accompanied the team.

Wanyan Qingtian just waited quietly for him to turn off the engine.

After a while, Wendihan bowed and saluted Wanyan Qingtian.

"Commander, please allow me to bring Lin Feng's head back to you to make a wine glass."

Wanyan Qingtian was unmoved. Although he felt sad about Shu Xiong's death, he was much more rational than Wendihan.

More of a sense of shock at the incident.

Among the large number of border troops, there was actually someone who was able to kill Shu Xiong, in a one-on-one situation.

He knew Shu Xiong's abilities too well. Even among the bronze-armored members of the Tiezhen tribe, few could defeat this ferocious humanoid beast.

Not to mention the people of Dazong Dynasty, there is almost no one who can match Shu Xiong.

Wanyan Qingtian was stunned for a long time before he slowly spoke.

"You can't find Lin Feng anymore. We should go to their camp to get him."

Wendy was stunned.

"Will Lin Feng escape back to the camp?"

"Maybe not, but it will be much easier for them to find it on their own."

Wendyhan understood at this time and nodded repeatedly.

The middle-aged man in the clan was named Zhai Duozhi, and he was the military advisor under Wendihan.

At this time, he also praised.

"The commander is indeed extremely wise. He has mobilized a large army to join us in the hunt for Lin Feng. Let's see where he can escape to."

Wendy looked at Zhai Duozhi with a cold look.

"You, tell me how to do it?"

"Sir, we only need to send 10,000 troops to attack the Dazong border army camp and force Cui Yong to compromise."

"Will Cui Yong agree to arrest his own people so easily?"

"Everyone can see clearly what Cui Yong is thinking right now. He just wants to stabilize the border and doesn't want to go to war with us at all."

"why?"

"Sir, because their Dazong court is in civil strife, if Cui Yong loses his army, it will be difficult for him to gain a foothold in the Dazong court."

"Haha, Cui Yong can't move forward or backward now. He's being burned on both sides and it's very uncomfortable."

“That’s right…hahahaha”

The three of them laughed heartily in the big tent, temporarily forgetting the sadness and fear of Shuxiong's death.

At this time, in the border army camp, General Cui Yong received the intelligence almost at the same time.

The specific events were written in detail in the report.

Cui Yong sat in the central military tent, staring blankly at the battle report in his hand, unable to recover for a long time.

He was well aware of Shuxiong's bravery.

The brave warrior Zhan Gang under his command died at the hands of this man.

Zhan Gang was one of the few powerful generals in the border army, but he was unable to withstand Shu Xiong's three sword strikes.

Who on earth is this Lin Feng? How did he suddenly appear and kill Bronze Armor Shu Xiong?

Before, he had killed Tongjia Wulitu, which had already surprised Cui Yong greatly.

Although Song Qi took away the credit, Cui Yong still listened to his daughter's advice and promoted Lin Feng to centurion as a sign of consolation.

But how should I reward him this time?

After Wulitu died, Iron Master Tongjia Shuxiong brought a hundred knights to the front of the military camp and made a big fuss.

He personally killed two of his own powerful generals before stopping.

Now that Shu Xiong is dead, what kind of crazy things will Wanyan Qingtian do?

In front of Cui Yong's big case, two people stood on his left and right.

On the left is his military advisor, Mo Yong, who is over fifty years old and looks like an immortal.

The last time, the military advisor Lan Yu was abandoned by Cui Yong because he could not prevent his soldiers from making tactical mistakes.

On the right is the chief personal guard Song Yi.

Cui Yong casually handed the battle report to Mo Yong, held his forehead with his hand, and thought carefully at his desk.

After reading the battle report, Mo Yong stroked his beard with his hand and remained silent for a long time.

Song Yi walked over curiously, took the battle report from Mo Shou's hand, and read it.

"General, this is absolutely false."

"Oh? What do you say?"

"We all know the power of that Bronze Armor Shu Xiong. How could a little-known centurion be able to withstand him, let alone defeat him?"

Mo Yong shook his head slightly and said, "Captain of the Guards, how do you explain this head and the bronze armor waist plate?"

"I don't know what this guy is doing. This matter really needs to be investigated thoroughly."

“How should we investigate this?”

"This is not easy to do. Bring the man to the camp and ask him about it."

Mo Yong chuckled and said, "Captain Song, how should you ask?"

Song Yi sneered, "Could it be that the torture instruments in our camp aren't sharp enough?"

Mo Yong shook his head vigorously: "This is how you treat criminals. Is killing a Tartar a crime?"

"He is the one who is cheating."

"You know it's fake before you even ask?"

"I..."

Cui Yong didn't even raise his head, just shook his hand and told the two to shut up.

He let out a long breath.

"The issue now is not whether the killing of the Tartars is true or not, but how we can appease Master Tie's anger."

Song Yi rushed to say, "General, since this is false, why is Master Tie so angry?"

Cui Yong glanced at him with a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes.

Song Yi immediately shrank his head and stood obediently beside the case.

"Master Mo, what do you think about this?"

Mo Yong faced Cui Yong and bowed slightly.

"General, whether this matter is true or not, it is an excuse for Master Tie to get angry. If we don't handle it properly, it will drive him crazy."

"Indeed."

"Then this matter depends on the general's attitude. Will he continue to play it safe or take this opportunity to strike back?"

Mo Yong's meaning was very clear. If Cui Yong continued to play it safe, he would have to sacrifice the warrior who killed the Bronze-armored Tartar.

If we take this opportunity to counterattack, we must lift Lin Feng high and call on the border troops to boost their morale.

Cui Yong drummed his fingers on the table, frowning in thought.