A Self-Rescue Guide for Thousands of Suspects [Quick Transmigration]

"Yanran, your marksmanship was excellent a few days ago. I thought over and over all night, and finally found a flaw. This time, I will definitely defeat you once."

Outside the school grounds, Bai Ankang held his beloved spear, waved it out excitedly, and put one hand on Dou Yibin's shoulder.

Dou Yibin knew well that the lieutenant general was a martial idiot, so he turned sideways to avoid the gleaming gun head: "General Bai, you are brave in force and good at marksmanship, but unfortunately you don't know how to calculate."

"I don't know how to calculate? How can I..." Bai Ankang's thick eyebrows trembled slightly, and suddenly his eyes widened like a ghost, "Isn't that Dou Wei?"

Dou Yibin followed his gaze, and there were two people standing in the middle of the school field, looking at their posture, they seemed to be practicing martial arts.

One of them was the Dou Wei that Bo Ankang was talking about. If it was just this one person, it wouldn't make the brows of General Bai twitch like a ghost. In the barracks, is the little Duanxiu sealing the field?

Bai Ankang suddenly said, "That sword looks very familiar."

Dou Yibin: ...

Feng Ye is holding on to the sharp sword that Dou Yibin threw into his barracks yesterday. The hilt is exquisite and the fringe is gorgeous. Every move and stroke is very eye-catching.

Dou Wei teaches a trick, Feng Ye learns a trick.

Professor Dou Wei enjoyed himself to the fullest, and Feng Xieling learned very quickly. After three practice sessions, several sword moves were drawn in a decent manner.

During the back and forth between the two, Feng Ye had already mastered the basic sword style by heart, a sharp smile broke out on his face, his brows lit up, he opened his lips and said a few words, and he wanted to fight Dou Wei for a few rounds.

Bai Ankang sighed, "Master Feng is a strange person."

Staring at Feng Ye's dazzling smile, Dou Yibin gritted his teeth and sneered, "Heh."

The two generals had different thoughts off the court, but Dou Wei on the court didn't know how to deal with it for a while. He originally thought that although the leader of Feng Xie was talented, he just learned a few tricks in a hurry, at most he put on a good-looking appearance, and he must I can't beat myself, and I don't know whether I will let Xie Ling win Huanxi, or I will play well honestly.

But if they fight seriously... Dou Wei quietly glanced at Feng Xie's delicate and delicate hands, which had never experienced hardship. If he was injured, he might not be able to get good results.

Feng Ye glanced at Lieutenant Dou's expression, and he knew what was going on in his mind, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the useless persona was really deeply ingrained in the hearts of the people, and it was difficult to deal with.

While breathing, Feng Ye acted as Dou Wei's acquiesce, frowning suddenly and swiping the sword, which was a basic move, but the blade wind was extremely fierce, with a cluster of bright red tassels, directly hitting the front.Dou Wei quickly raised his long sword to resist, and retreated half a meter with his feet, kicking up a layer of dust to blow his face.This first move was almost missed.

Dou Wei's posture was firm, and the second sword was about to arrive, so he cheered up and waited for the battle. He raised his sword and struck each other. Transform defense into offense and stab at the opponent.

As expected of a warrior who won the position of lieutenant with a single shot, Feng Ye respected him in his heart, but he kept the sword in his hand, and the third move followed, resisting the blade of Dou Wei's spear, it was not a forceful force, but a skillful force Passed by.

In an instant, Feng Ye raised his eyebrows suddenly, his heart became clear, and he understood the sword's intent within a few moves.Three forms into multiple forms, among the flowing clouds and flowing water, the sword in the hand has been transformed into a phantom, the form is simple and rough, only a touch of color flashes across, straight into Dou Wei's face.

Dou Wei's heart tightened, and he felt the fear of facing death in an instant. In the blink of an eye, the powerful sword stopped three inches in front of his nose, and the red tassels were still shaking violently.

Feng Ye looked at the cold sweat on Dou Wei's forehead, bent his eyes and smiled, put his long sword into its sheath, "I offended you, Lieutenant Dou."

Dou Wei blushed, feeling ashamed of the caress about whether to give in or not, "It's because I'm not as skilled as others."

Outside the arena, Dou Yibin looked at Feng Ye with burning eyes, narrowed his eyes, and thought about it.This leader of the Fengxie seems not to be as extravagant as outsiders say.

"That guy is so secretive!" Bai Ankang turned his head in surprise, and seeing the mysterious and unpredictable expression on his friend's face, he suddenly remembered the time when the palace was ordered to recover the thirteen counties of Qinzhou, the expression on Yanran's face It's the same, like the expression of a hungry wolf seeing meat.

Dou Yibin said, "Today, I won't practice with you."

He turned around and announced, "I'll meet him."

Feng Ye wiped the sweat off his cheeks, and found that the favorability value in his mind had risen to -15.

In fact, he met Dou Yibin early, not only because of his natural vigilance, but also because the other party's gaze was so hot that he couldn't ignore it.

Dou Yibin left Lieutenant General Bai, who had been gearing up for many days, and went straight to the school grounds.

"General Dou."

"General Dou."

Feng Ye and Dou Wei saluted together.

Dou Yibin nodded to his cousin with a three-thousand-mile appearance, and then turned his attention to Feng Ye.Seeing this, Dou Wei withdrew wisely, leaving the school field to the two of them.

"Leader Feng Xie." Dou Yibin stood in the middle of the school grounds, Feng Ye was still holding the sword he gave yesterday, after warming up, a thin layer of blush appeared on his fair face, the corners of his eyes were also red, and his lips were also red. In the eyes of General Dou, this peach-blossom appearance is not as hideous as before.

Still, it's suspicious.

Dou Yibin cut to the chase: "Compete with me."

Feng Ye nodded obediently, and within a few strokes, he conceded defeat very obediently. He played so poorly that he didn't even show half of his strength in the competition with Dou Wei just now.

Dou Yibin withdrew his sword with a dark face, looked at Feng Ye's panting and flushed face, and then withdrew his eyes as if he was being burned, relying on his height, he only squinted at Feng Ye's forehead.

He asked, "You did it on purpose?"

Feng Ye was innocent, "The last general is not, the last general is not." This pair of physical fitness is too poor, and the chest tightness is so tight that he can't breathe after just a few movements. Feng Ye hastily adjusted his breathing, and raised his eyes to look at Dou Yibin.

"The last general is just physically weak, and his hands and feet are weak."

Dou Yibin was staring at that forehead until Feng Ye raised his head, and accidentally looked into those beautiful eyes, took a deep breath, his eyes slowly turned upwards, stared at Feng Ye's hairpin, and snorted coldly: "You better be."

As soon as the words fell, the favorability degree that had not yet been warmed dropped to -20 again.

It seems that the general is really moody.

Feng Ye narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he had discovered some new continent, he pondered for a moment, and typed 001, "In the line of the script, does Dou Yibin marry a wife?"

001 said, "No, General Dou has served the country all his life, and he has never talked about the love of his children."

Just after the system finished answering, the young man laughed.

"I understand."

"I hope Feng Xieling still remembers the agreement between the three counties. I'm waiting for the good news from Xieling after two months." Dou Yibin pursed his lips when he saw the young man wandering away again.

"The military order is like a mountain," Feng Ye said with a frivolous smile, "the last general dare not delay."

Two months is really too short, but it is also a time that has to be done. It is already September, and the three counties of Qilian have extremely high terrain and extremely cold weather. In two months, the mountains will be covered with ice and snow, let alone attacking , Even the road up the mountain is difficult to open. If you miss this opportunity, you will have to wait until the next March when the ice melts.

Faced with this difficult request, Feng Ye was confident and led the five thousand soldiers to spend the whole day digging earth and rocks in the wasteland more than ten miles away from the camp, not knowing what they were doing.

Ever since Dou Yibin handed over the command to Fengye, he hasn't seen this person all day long. He wanted to arrest him for practice in the school grounds, so as to frustrate this young master Feng's coquettishness and warn him not to play tricks in the army. Not even a human figure could be seen.

Bo Ankang kindly reminded his subordinate sergeants not to make General Dou angry at this time, otherwise he would not be able to handle the accident.

All of a sudden, the army was more orderly than before, everyone was honest, even the usual training was extended by an hour, and I just begged General Dou to extinguish the fire quickly.

"Yanran, do you really believe in the scheme that the leader of the Xie Xie said?" Bo Ankang specially sent someone to the town to buy chrysanthemum tea, and brewed it to relieve this master's anger.

The two of them were studying the sand table in the tent, and the wooden Qilian Mountains stood tall, like a lone boat.

Dou Yibin drank the herbal tea in one gulp, and the bottom of the cup was placed on the table, making a squeaking sound. While chewing the sweet and bitter petals, he said, "It makes sense, but I don't know if it's just talking on paper." He didn't pin his hopes on Feng Ye at all. Well, this man has the most powerful mouth, and the plan sounds logical, but in actual combat, he still has to send his own troops to make preparations.

Bai Ankang said: "Then how do you think Yanran will attack those three counties?"

Dou Yibin smiled lightly, and pushed forward the pawns in the sand table. Before he knew it, Shangjun and Zhongjun were surrounded by densely packed chess pieces.

"Of course it's catching a turtle in a urn."