How is this possible? He had clearly stationed people here four days ago to prevent the only safe passage to the army granary from being blocked. Until just now, his scouts had given him feedback that everything was normal. Now this
How did the soldiers and horses suddenly appear?
How did it appear?
Now let’s ask Lin Feng.
The team that just rode out was led by a young general, wearing a silver helmet, a silver robe, a white dragon pony on his crotch, and a bright silver spear in his palm. He was none other than the ever-victorious general Zhao Zilong.
In order to have a chance to burn the supplies of the army, Zhang Feiyan secretly sent people to sneak into Mashipo four or five days in advance. He could not have imagined that Lin Feng would sneak Zhao Yun here ten days in advance.
In fact, sending people to ambush here in advance is not the only way to deal with Zhang Feiyan.
In several deductions, Lin Feng also asked Zhao Yun to rise to the challenge and face Zhang Feiyan's elite.
For Zhao Yun, it is not an impossible task to lead the 800 most elite soldiers of the Third Battalion to confront Zhang Feiyan's 8,000 most elite soldiers.
However, as a result, the elite casualties of the third battalion were too high, which made Lin Feng feel a little distressed.
Only by having Zhao Yun lead his troops to ambush around Mashipo in advance can he defeat Zhang Feiyan with almost no damage.
Therefore, in order to prevent the eight hundred warriors from being attrited in battle, they had to be forced to live in a dark cave deep in the mountains and forests, enduring the severe cold, unable to make fire, and wrapped in sheepskin coats, drinking cold water and eating dry food every day.
Fortunately, for the fierce soldiers who were killed in the sea of blood, these were just special training in a different place.
Now that Zhang Feiyan has come over stupidly, Zhao Yun will naturally never let his opponent go.
An even more unacceptable scene for Zhang Feiyan occurred.
This team that suddenly appeared was so powerful in combat.
Zhang Feiyan believed that the personal guards he had personally trained would not be one-sided even if they encountered the white-horse general Gongsun Zan's white-horse loyal followers who fought across Youzhou and made the grassland tribes dare not go south to herd horses.
It's hard to tell the difference between you retreating and me advancing, although Zhang Feiyan will still lose in the end because he really can't defeat Gongsun Zan.
The team that just emerged now is so ferocious that they don't look like humans at all. They look like a group of murderous demons wearing human skins.
Not only his superb fighting skills and luxurious equipment, he kills people one by one like mowing grass, and looks at the enemy with indifference, as if the opponent in front of him does not exist at all.
Most of Zhang Feiyan's subordinates were not even wearing battle armor. Just as they picked up their bowls and prepared to eat, they were stabbed in the back. What was it like?
Zhang Feiyan was so angry that she screamed, mounted her horse, raised her gun, and went straight to Mr. Zhao.
Lin Feng wanted to see this scene with his own eyes, but unfortunately he was currently in Luoyang and could not come to the scene.
But Lin Feng knew that this scene would inevitably happen.
During the system deduction, Lin Feng saw military commanders duel for the first time.
As long as Zhao Yun is arranged to ambush in Mashipo and wait for Zhang Feiyan to lead his troops to sneak in to prepare for a surprise attack on the granary, the battle between the two armies will inevitably lead to a duel.
If the system father has always cared about Zhao Zilong, then poor Zhang Feiyan is the unlucky guy who was kicked by his grandma and beaten by his uncle.
His force value is only 81 points, and since he has traveled around the Northland, he has never been severely beaten by top generals. Today he made up for this lesson.
In Lin Feng's imagination, Mr. Zhao's beating of Zhang Feiyan was a brutal one. Tyson's punch in the kindergarten and Ip Man's kick in the nursing home were probably nothing more than that.
Fortunately, Lin Feng didn't really witness it with his own eyes, otherwise he would have vomited blood.
How can it be tragic?
Zhao Yun threw away his big gun, and the enemy cavalry on the opposite side fell off their horses one after another. Just as he was enjoying the killing, he suddenly heard a sharp shout in his ear: "Yuna, young general in white robe, don't be so arrogant. How can you kill a certain soldier?
I am aiming at someone, wow, wow!"
With a loud shout, Zhang Feiyan rode straight towards Mr. Zhao, holding the big gun with both hands, flicking the gun head, and the bright red gun tassel danced like fire.
Mr. Zhao didn't have a single general under his gun, and he was bored with the killing. He didn't stop when he heard the shouts. He shook off the Liquan Panlong Spear and started killing at the place where the shouts came from based on his impression.
Zhang Feiyan played a little clever trick. He also saw the majesty of Mr. Zhao on the battlefield. Although he refused to admit that he could not beat this young general, he had some doubts in his heart that he might lose in a head-on fight.
So Zhang Feiyan knocked her right leg against the iron beam, moved her horse in a circle, and tried to sneak attack from the side.
Mr. Zhao's marksmanship is probably the most fearless skill in the world when it comes to group attacks. So when Zhao Yun felt someone sneaking up on him, he withdrew the Coiling Dragon Spear from the throat of the enemy in front without even looking back. He only swung the spear with one hand.
The big gun whistled in the air and fired a thunderclap.
Zhao Yun was learning a type of thunder gun from Zhang Fei not long ago.
The barrel of Li Quan's Panlong Spear was as fast as thunder, and with a snap, it hit Zhang Feiyan's face. So Feiyan, the fierce bandit who once dominated the two states of Yanyou, didn't even make a sound, and just hit Zhang Feiyan's face.
passed.
Zhang Feiyan was dealt with face to face, no, not even face to face. After Zhao Yun dealt with Zhang Feiyan, without realizing it, he was still flying on the battlefield, looking for Zhang Feiyan, the fierce bandit whom his second brother had told him about.
Unfortunately, due to Zhang Feiyan's inexplicable disappearance, his subordinates quickly fell into panic. After almost one-tenth of them were killed, no one left dared to stand on the horse. The white-robed young general rushed to wherever he resisted.
, and then there was no resistance anymore. He hung up his big gun, took off his carved bow, and started to call names.
Zhao Yun used eagle-feather arrows to call names of those who were riding on horses. Those who were called could quickly take the green channel to report to the underworld.
This is how the so-called battlefield miracle happened.
Mr. Zhao led eight hundred warriors to kill two hundred
At the cost of seventy-one injuries, 1,721 of the most elite Feiyan battalion of the Black Mountain Army were killed, and the remaining 8,422 people were more than half injured. No one dared to resist or escape.
Each one held his head with his hands and squatted on the ground to ask for surrender.
After ordering eight hundred soldiers to hold down the position, Zhao Yun finally pulled out the unconscious Zhang Feiyan from the pile of dead people after almost an hour of identification.
What a pity the commander-in-chief of the Montenegrin Army is in such a miserable state.
A purple-red scar was swollen on his face from his forehead to his chin, almost level with the bridge of his nose. His nose was crooked and his lips were swollen like Goubuli's buns.
Zhao Yun couldn't even recall when he wounded Zhang Feiyan. He only knew that the mark on the man's face was indeed left by the Liquan Panlong Spear.
He found some medicine and applied it to Zhang Feiyan's injuries, and then he woke him up.
After Zhang Feiyan woke up, a dam was built between her eyes, causing her eyes to be unable to focus, and everything she saw was a double image.
Zhao Yun found it funny when he saw that he couldn't tell the difference between north and south.
"Are you Chu Yan?"
Zhang Feiyan was stunned for a moment. How long has it been since anyone called him by his real name?
Ever since he worshiped Zhang Niujiao as his adoptive father and changed his surname to Zhang, everyone called him Zhang Yan, Feiyan, Zhang Feiyan. Even the confidants from the village who joined him in the army seemed to be used to these three names being his names.
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"Who are you?"
"My name is Zhao Yun, and I am also from Zhending. When I was a child, I had already heard of your name Chu Yan when I was working as a farmer at home with my brother. I just heard from my second brother that you actually changed your name to something like Zhang Feiyan. It was because you changed your name to Zhang Feiyan.
Is this why the thief is afraid of desecrating the ancestral tablet?"
Zhao Yun's words were almost as powerful as Li Quan's Coiling Dragon Spear, and each word pierced Zhang Feiyan's heart.
Are you kidding? How could anyone be willing to change the name given by their parents so easily?
Zhang Feiyan had no choice. When he and Zhang Niujiao joined forces, Zhang Niujiao was much stronger than him, so he was worried that Zhang Niujiao would secretly encroach on his tribe. So he simply worshiped Zhang Niujiao as his adoptive father and committed suicide.
Changed his surname to Zhang.
Now that I'm your son, you won't plot against me anymore, right?
After Zhang Niujiao died in battle, Zhang Feiyan also considered changing his ancestral surname. However, many of his generals were Zhang Niujiao's old troops. Secondly, Zhang Yan's reputation had spread throughout Yanyou Prefecture, so he changed his name to Chu.
Yan is not conducive to his development.
So until now, Zhang Feiyan is still called Zhang Feiyan.
"There is no need to mention this matter again. I want to know how you managed to hide it from the eyes of so many detectives and sneak into X's camp silently?"
Zhang Feiyan was puzzled. He had already set up camp with great care, but he was still successfully attacked by the people in front of him. Why?
Could it be that this person, like the great sage Zhang Jiao, had also been taught by immortals the magical art of summoning wind and rain and spreading beans into soldiers?