After dinner, the two complaining Baima Yi Cong soldiers followed Zhang Feng's instructions and went on patrol.

At this moment, many soldiers have already begun to rest.

Zhang Feng and others were also among those taking a break.

In order to avoid trouble, Zhang Feng and his class only had two tents, with men and women separated and each living in one.

Fortunately, there were only ten people in their class, so they slept in a tight squeeze.

Zhang, who had been busy all day, entered the tent first.

Who knows, when he lies down.

The plot of the second act ends.

The third act quietly kicked off without Zhang Feng's knowledge.

Zhang Feng, who closed his eyes, did not notice the settlement screen of the second act at all.

He had just fallen asleep as he wished, when he heard a high-pitched shout while half asleep.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! Everyone on alert!!!"

The voice sounded outside the account, like a thunderbolt exploding out of thin air in his ears.

Enemy attack?

Enemy attack!

Zhang Feng subconsciously touched his hand, only to find that Lu Zihang, who was sleeping with him, had left the tent.

The most outrageous thing is that except him, everyone else has left the camp.

"..." Why didn't anyone call me?

Zhang Feng didn't have time to think too much, so he hurriedly put on some clothes and rushed out with a gun.

When Zhang Feng ran outside the tent in panic, he discovered that the entire camp was in chaos.

Since their troops belong to different groups from Cao Cao's troops, the camps are also separated.

If the enemy wants to choose the weakest position to attack, they are undoubtedly the best choice.

The sky outside the tent was filled with flames, and enemies seemed to be everywhere. The Xiliang Cavalry's exclusive skeleton mounts stampeded on the ground under their feet and flew towards them.

The soldiers on horseback wielded the blades in their hands and mercilessly chopped down the few enemies.

Suddenly, there were sharp screams, blows, and fighting sounds everywhere.

On the battlefield, the smoke was filled with a special fragrance that made people dizzy.

After the fragrance entered his nose automatically, Zhang Feng subconsciously covered his nose and mouth.

In a daze, the powerful white horse Yi Cong was like a chicken or dog under the enemy's blade, with blood splattering everywhere and flowing into a river.

Not good...it's not right, it shouldn't be!

Three words composed of six words lingered in Zhang Feng's mind for a long time.

He looked around to find his classmates, but found that there was no familiar person beside him.

After shaking his head vigorously and his thoughts becoming a little clearer, Zhang Feng frowned.

Is it an illusion? Or something else...

"kill!!!"

Before Zhang Feng could think carefully, a roar came out, and a Xiliang soldier closest to Zhang Feng came towards him with a sword in his hand.

His movements were very slow. When he sprinted in front of Zhang Feng, Zhang Feng turned his head slightly to avoid the tip of his spear and at the same time swung the Longyuan Spear upwards.

With just one blow, the Xiliang soldiers were knocked off their horses.

What the hell is going on!

It shouldn't be. How could Baima Yicong be so vulnerable? What's more, isn't Zhao Yun here?

Plop!

The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground came from not far away, and the sound was accompanied by a wave of warmth splashing on his face.

Zhang Feng wiped his cheek with his arm and saw only a scarlet color.

The strong smell of blood seemed to be forcibly blown by a hair dryer, pouring into his nasal cavity, a bit stronger than before.

Something is wrong, there is definitely something wrong.

Is it a supernatural thing?

Or something.

You have to find someone you know first, and the rest will come later...

"Hahaha, brothers, there is still a living person here. It seems that he is still a deputy general. Kill him with me and go to General Zhang to receive the reward!"

Just as Zhang Feng was about to leave, a burst of excited laughter came from not far away from his left side.

Tsk.

Six Xiliang sergeants appeared in front of them. Three in front and two behind, they rushed over with their swords in hand.

Relying on the raging firelight, Zhang Feng looked at their faces.

They actually... have no faces.

What the hell is this? Could it be that the script is broken?

Or something else?

"Take your life!"

One of the soldiers rushed over first, carrying a weapon stained with blood.

Although he rode a horse and rushed very fast, Zhang Feng was not a vegetarian.

He has already beaten Lu Bu, how many soldiers are he still afraid of?

When the person who spoke came over, Zhang Feng shot him to death.

Seeing their companions stabbed to death by Zhang Feng, the remaining few did not feel the slightest fear.

Maybe they were already accustomed to life and death as Xiliang sergeants, or maybe... they weren't normal creatures at all, so they weren't touched in any way.

The four people who followed him came on horseback. Zhang Feng calmly followed the law and dealt with them.

He was too lazy to care about what was going on with these Xiliang troops, and he had no time to lament.

The most important thing now is to figure out what happened!

"Thieves, give my brother his life back!"

When Zhang Feng raised his knife and killed the last person, a roar came from the front.

Zhang Feng did not slack off and cast his gaze in the direction of the roar. After all, the situation was unclear and he could not be careless.

Moreover, just by hearing this roar, the person coming was different from ordinary soldiers.

At least, he is also a centurion.

Why do I say that? Because the feeling given to him by the visitor was similar to that of the centurion who was beaten by him in Gongsun Zan's camp.

After a few breaths, the man finally revealed his true appearance.

There was a spear rolled in his hand. The reason why it was said to be rolled was because the person who came was not in human form.

It is two meters long, and its body is like a puddle of standing mud, with countless red mud sliding down its sides to the ground.

The lower body of this monster is like a tentacle wrapped around the body of the skeleton horse. It is said to be riding, but in Zhang Feng's opinion, it is more like slavery.

At the same time, an indescribable stench hit my face, mixed with the fragrance in the air, making my stomach churn.

If you look closely, you will see that its left and right hands are two soft loaches, and its head is a huge fish head.

The moving lips would also reveal the residue in his mouth between exhalations and inhalations. It seemed that he had just eaten something.

"Wow! Die!"

Bang bang——!

The ooze monster shook its body and rushed toward Zhang Feng crazily.

The gun in its hand powerfully struck Zhang Feng, who was motionless on the spot.

The moment Zhang Feng saw it, he actually wanted to use the Body Presence Technique, but then he thought about what if he activated the Presence of Presence Technique in order to deal with such a miscellaneous fish.

Then if he encounters a hard problem later, there will be nothing he can do.

Therefore, Zhang Feng collided with him with the Longyuan Spear.

The spear tip collided with the spear tip, and after a harsh friction sound was heard, Zhang Feng was hit by its strange force and moved a step to the side.

But the ooze monster seemed to have suffered a huge impact, and both the man and the horse fell to the ground.

"..."
To be continued...