Frontier Army Warrior

He already understood that Lu Sihuai was unruly and intolerant.

It’s better to get rid of it as soon as possible.

Lu Sihuai was provoked by Li Donglai and became extremely ferocious. He kept slashing with the scimitar in his hand.

Li Donglai gradually couldn't hold on any longer, and he retreated step by step until he was almost at the corner of the wall.

Just as he blocked the knife, his arms became numb from the shock and he was unable to lift them.

Lu Sihuai slashed over again with his sword.

Li Donglai reluctantly raised the knife in his hand and blocked it in front of him, feeling that something bad was going to happen.

Unexpectedly, Lu Sihuai's knife didn't have much force when it hit his own knife.

He looked up in surprise.

I saw Lu Sihuai covering his neck with one hand, his face full of fear.

There was a feathered arrow stuck in his neck, the tail of the arrow trembled, and the bloody tip of the arrowhead protruded from the side of his neck.

Lin Feng put down his bow and arrow and said lightly.

"Send a signal and let them close the net."

Bai Jing immediately raised her hands and waved them in the air.

This was the signal agreed upon by Lin Feng and several leaders. A few simple actions represented information such as attack and retreat.

As Bai Jing waved her arms, shouts of killing rang out from all around the street.

Many armed soldiers rushed out from the front and back, shouting and running towards the minions brought by Lu Sihuai.

Li Donglai came to his senses and shouted loudly.

"Brothers, Lü Sihuai is dead. Let's follow General Lin and be proper soldiers. If you are willing, lay down your weapons and stand to the left."

He shouted several times.

Most of the forty or fifty minions threw away their swords and guns and stood on the left side of the street.

There were also several of Lu Sihuai's confidants who rushed towards Li Donglai with knives in hand.

When five or six people were about ten steps away from Li Donglai, they heard the sound of bowstrings being stretched from the houses on both sides of the street.

Then a rain of arrows fell.

Five or six knife-wielding thugs suddenly fell to the ground.

Lin Feng easily took over the forty or fifty minions brought by Lu Sihuai.

Break them up and organize them into different teams.

For a time, his centurion was fully staffed.

Next, in addition to intensifying the training of soldiers, there was also a third in command, Lin Qiaomei, who stayed on the Helmet Mountain.

According to Li Donglai, Lin Qiaomei also has about fifty followers under her.

There are more than 40 elderly, weak, women and children in the mountains, all of whom are the families of these bandits.

Li Donglai's idea was to go up the mountain in person to persuade Lin Qiaomei to surrender to Lin Feng.

Lin Feng felt that if he did this, Lin Qiaomei might not be convinced by him.

He decided to lure Lin Qiaomei down the mountain. If she refused to surrender, her fate would be the same as Lu Sihuai's.

Now Lin Feng has the final say in the entire Bin County. Several wealthy families are forced to provide money and food to support more than a hundred soldiers.

Lin Feng then mobilized four carriages and filled them with stones and grain bags according to the previous plan.

He personally led seven or eight soldiers and drove the carriage towards Helmet Mountain.

Based on Li Donglai's memory, he drew the general outline of Kuiwu Mountain and the conditions around the mountain.

Lin Feng assigned tasks to several leaders.

There shouldn't be too many people escorting the vehicle, seven or eight is just right.

The rest of the people were lying in ambush in front and behind, ready to round up and capture the fleeing bandits.

Lin Feng was responsible for shooting the bandit leader Lin Qiaomei.

A day later, four horse-drawn carriages, loaded with bags of grain, were escorted by seven or eight people and were slowly moving along the mountain road.

Lin Feng and others had changed their clothes, and a daring flag was placed on the carriage.

The horses were also replaced with ordinary healthy horses.

Lin Feng had a modified compound bow hanging on his horse's back, and a long sword inserted diagonally beside the saddle.

Following the carriage in front, his body swaying and he dozed off on the horse's back.

Li Xiong drove the carriage and led the way.

When the convoy arrived in front of a small woods, they heard a sudden sound of clappers.

Immediately afterwards, a rain of arrows poured out from the woods.

Everyone next to the carriage was so scared that they quickly hid behind it.

Lin Feng also flipped off the horse and stood behind it.

The arrows fell, but did not cause them any damage, except that one or two arrows were stuck in the bodies of two horses.

As the arrows flew past, thirty or forty bandits rushed out of the grove.

Without horses, the bandits were dressed in rags, and many of them were holding shovels and pitchforks.

There were also those holding wooden sticks, and a small number holding iron knives and wooden-handled spears.

Among the three bandit leaders, Lin Qiaomei's people are the poorest.

The carriage was stopped by the coachman, and everyone stared blankly at the bandits who were getting closer and closer. Although they seemed to be scared, no one ran away.

Lin Feng looked from behind his horse, carefully searching for the leader of the bandits.

The leader of this group of bandits was Lin Qiaomei.

She received a report from her henchmen that several carriages were passing down the mountain, escorted by seven or eight bodyguards.

According to past experience, any vehicle that is escorted by bodyguards has nothing to do with the border troops and has little to do with the government.

Besides, the carriage was filled with bags of grain, which were exactly the supplies that were urgently needed in the mountains.

How can I let go of such fat meat that is right at my fingertips?

Even though the eldest brother Lu Sihuai and the second brother Li Donglai were not on the mountain, Lin Qiaomei didn't care.

He immediately decided to take his men down the mountain to rob the car.

Lin Qiaomei is not tall and has a small body, but she is an expert with the bow.

Although it was not a family inheritance, she showed amazing talent when she first came into contact with the bow and arrow.

Not only can he shoot accurately, but he can also shoot continuously, and his speed is much faster than that of ordinary archers.

She was among the charging gang and saw that several bodyguards who were escorting the vehicle were so scared that they stayed beside the vehicle without moving.

Without suspecting anything else, he waved his hand and ordered his men to rush forward and pull away the carriage.

If you encounter resistance, kill without mercy.

The minions shouted: "Get down, get down, those who are standing will die!"

Lin Feng raised the long sword in his hand and shook it twice in the air.

Suddenly, shouts and cries of killing were heard all around the mountains and the sound was even more shocking.

The minions who were about to rush to the carriage were surprised for a moment.

Lin Qiaomei immediately realized that she had been deceived. This was a trap set for her.

She saw a young man standing next to the carriage, raising a knife as a signal, and knew that this person was the key.

While shouting loudly: "Retreat, retreat quickly..."

While putting the feather arrows on the soft bow, without even aiming, three feather arrows flew towards Lin Feng almost connected head to tail.

Lin Feng had been paying attention to Lin Qiaomei's actions and saw her raise her hand and shoot the arrow casually and unrestrainedly.

I couldn't help but cheer.

He raised the knife in his hand, and with three clang sounds, all three arrows were blocked by the scabbard.

Although the hand power is not very strong, it is still very accurate.

After shooting the arrow, Lin Qiaomei turned around and ran up the mountain without even looking.

Lin Feng jumped on his horse, took off his bow and arrow, put on the arrow, and drew the bow to full draw.

With a slight movement and a loosened grip, the arrow flew into the air.

Lin Qiaomei ran up the mountain quickly. When she was about to pass a tree trunk, there was a sudden sound of a thud and a feather arrow was nailed to the tree.

The height of the arrow was just at the level of her eyes.

Feeling the sound waves caused by the rapid vibration of the arrow tail at close range gave Lin Qiaomei goose bumps all over her body.

She understood that this person was holding back, otherwise, she would have been hit in the temple.

Lin Qiaomei turned her head and saw Lin Feng riding on a horse, putting the second feather arrow on the bow.

The two looked at each other from a distance, and there was a strong confidence in Lin Feng's eyes.

Lin Qiaomei believed that if she ran again, the next arrow would pierce her body.

At this distance, her soft bow was useless, and even if she managed to hit the target, it would have no lethality.

The depth to which the opponent's feather arrow penetrated into the tree trunk made Lin Qiaomei shudder.

What a strong bow!