Without a sparring partner, Lin Feng was not discouraged and practiced martial arts alone until late at night. Even Pei Yuanshao, who was always watching, felt strange.
Although the Lord often suffers from convulsions, this one was so different.
Nowadays, the generals under the lord's command are as bright as the clouds. Just outside Qinghe City, there are four top generals: Dian Wei, Zhang Fei, Yan Liang, and Wen Chou. How can there be a chance for the lord to go into battle in person?
I can't understand.
If Pei Yuanshao knew that Lin Feng had to personally fight against the enemy in this battle, he would definitely risk his life to accompany the gentleman. He would rather let Lin Feng miss and beat him to death than retreat even half a step.
In the early morning of the next day, Lin Feng rode up to the front of the two armies' formations.
The inside of Qinghe City was the same as yesterday. There were no generals watching the enemy formation on the city walls, and there were no fully armed soldiers on the city walls. It was deserted and seemed not to care about the arrival of the Pingyuan Army.
Lin Feng approached Xi Zhicai's carriage and asked in a lowered voice: "Zhicai, can you see what exactly Hecheng wants to play?"
Xi Zhicai pondered for a moment and then slowly said: "My lord, from what Kuang has seen, we seem to have encountered a stick that has no military skills at all. The Yellow Turban bandit army started from Lingxian County. Although they fought and won consecutive battles, they had no idea of protecting the foundation. , every time a county town was captured, they only looted it once and then moved the entire army to attack the next one, without any thought of ensuring logistical supplies."
"At first, Kuang thought that the rebel army had limited strength and had to concentrate all its forces just to attack Qinghe City. However, after our army besieged Qinghe City, not only did Qinghe City not prepare any defense equipment on the city wall, but even the most basic There are no night sentry arrangements."
Having said this, Xi Zhicai gave a wry smile: "Kuang was a little conservative last night. If, as General Yan Liang said, we started attacking the city overnight, maybe we can now sit firmly in the main hall of the Qinghe Prefecture."
Lin Feng blinked and asked hesitantly: "What Zhicai means is that we were too cautious, and our cleverness was misled by our cleverness, and we were fooled by a stick with no military knowledge?"
Xi Zhicai shook his head: "No, Kuang believes that there is already chaos in Qinghe City at this time. It's not that the rebel army doesn't want to defend or counterattack, it's just that their capabilities are limited. Seeing the might of our army, they were temporarily in chaos."
The two of them were talking in a low voice, when the sound of horse hoofbeats sounded, and Yan Liang rushed over like a whirlwind with a phoenix-winged gilt in hand.
"My lord, please appoint the next general. The last general is willing to lead his troops to ascend first."
Since Yan Liang surrendered, apart from helping Lin Feng recruit his sworn brother Wen Chou, it can be said that he has not accomplished anything.
However, the masters in the Pingyuan Legion gathered together to shine brightly, and even with Yan Liang's pride, he did not dare to admit that his martial arts skills could rank among the top five in the legion.
This time I finally had the opportunity to send out troops. I had already held in my breath and was ready to perform well on the battlefield by killing generals and seizing the flag.
Who would have thought that since entering Qinghe County, there is nothing else to do except marching troops on the road every day, not to mention the fighting generals in front of the formations showing their power in front of the two armies, and there is no chance to lead the troops to charge into confrontation with the enemy. Every day is early in the morning. Get up, bury pots and make rice, send out troops with cannons, encounter the county town, ride into the city, receive the goods, disarm and rest, repeat the above on the second day.
After finally arriving at Qinghe City, no enemy troops came out to fight. Yan Liang had no choice but to ask Ying to lead his army to attack the city wall.
Lin Feng shook his head and refused to agree.
Are you kidding me? The mission requires Lin Feng to personally capture the Tyrant Sky Knight alive in front of the two armies. If Yan Liangwen Chou is allowed to attack the city, what will happen if the Tyrant Sky Knight escapes or is killed by these two guys on the spot?
As long as the tyrant Sky Knight runs away or dies, the mission will be considered a failure, even if he captures Qinghe City and wins the entire war, it will be useless.
"Don't be anxious, Mr. Qinghe City. We don't know what's going on inside Qinghe City, so don't rush to attack the city. I would rather wait a few more days to find out the situation before taking action, rather than being too eager for quick success and putting all the soldiers under my command in danger."
Yan Liang was stunned. These words sounded too false. It seemed that the Lord had something hidden?
"Since my lord cares about the soldiers and does not want to shed unnecessary blood, then Liang will go to the front of the formation to fight and find out the strength of the enemy's army."
Yan Liang's words were correct, and Xi Zhicai almost agreed on Lin Feng's behalf.
No one expected that Lin Feng would shake his head repeatedly and still refused to agree.
"Don't rush to fight in front of the battle. It is expected that Wen Ruo's information about Qinghe should be sent at this moment."
Yan Liang turned around and looked at Wen Chou, who had just arrived, with confusion in their eyes.
Is our Lord so cautious?
But when Huang Zhong led his army to sneak attack on Pingyuan City, he was totally gambling!
It seems that it is not a fluke that the lord was able to rise to the top of the temple in a white body in just a few years. Just from this unpredictable change in temperament, we can know something about it.
Lin Feng could frighten Yan Liang and Wen Chou, but he couldn't hide it from Xi Zhicai at all.
Just when Xi Zhi was about to ask for details, suddenly a scout came to report. The north gate of Qinghe City opened wide, and a sentry of troops rushed out to suppress the formation. There was an enemy general in front of the formation who came to challenge him.
Lin Feng's eyes lit up. He finally waited until there was some movement in the city. If there was no movement at all, he would hardly be able to suppress the arrogant generals under his command who were eager to achieve great results.
"Quick, let's go and see what kind of medicine the enemy is selling in the gourd."
Lin Feng was the first to urge his horse forward. Yan Liang and Wen Chou behind him looked at each other and were confused again. Why did the lord suddenly become so reckless again?
Pei Yuanshao shrugged, alas, you are still vomiting sheep. As time goes by, you will know that going crazy is the master's basic operation, okay?
Arriving in front of the two armies' formation, Lin Feng looked around and saw stars popping up in his eyes.
Oh my god, what kind of player is the Tyrant Sky Knight?
This group of troops rushed out from Qinghe City. In addition to the yellow scarves on their heads, they were wearing colorful clothes and armor of different colors. If you didn't look carefully, you would have thought they were a group of pheasants rushing out of the forest. You would never have thought that they were a fully-organized army.
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The first general was wearing a purple-gold helmet and chain mail. In his palm was a jujube wood and ash pole, and under his crotch was a skinny and boneless horse. His four dingy legs were supporting a fleshless body.
If he wasn't quite tall, people would definitely think he was riding a skinny donkey instead of a war horse.
Looking at the face, the man on horseback is as white as jade, with red lips and white teeth, and a slight smile on his clean face. It is actually a joy to see him, and he has a sense of immediateness like a young Internet celebrity in later generations.
This, this is the tyrant Sky Knight who led a group of peasant troops armed with hoes and bamboo spears to kill most of Qinghe County in just six or seven days?
How come this guy doesn't even have an iron weapon and goes to the battlefield with a wooden stick?
The little fresh meat in front of the two armies urged his horse to take two steps forward, raised the white wax pole in his hand, and shouted loudly: "Hey, the one coming from the other side is the dog officer of Pingyuan County? Your tyrant Heavenly Knight is here,
Why don’t you come over quickly and die.”
These words angered General Chu Yanchu who was behind Lin Feng. In his mind, his lord was like a god descending to earth. Not to mention anyone who dared to insult Lin Feng, even if someone did not pay homage to Lin Feng in the first time, they might be punished by Chu.
The general's white knife went in and his red knife came out, cutting off the waist.
What's more, this tyrant Heavenly Knight actually dared to scold Lin Feng in front of him. Our Black Mountain Feiyan knocked his feet against the iron beam, urged his horse and killed him.
"Those who insult the Lord will die!"
Lin Feng had quick hands and eyes, and stretched out his big ax in front of Chu Yan, blocking the forward path.
"Wait a minute, wait for me to go meet him for a while."
After saying that, Lin Feng urged his horse to rush towards the Tyrant Sky Knight.
Since the lord wanted to take action himself, all the generals under the commander felt helpless. They raised their weapons one after another and signaled to the troops behind them to cheer for the lord.
Amid the roaring cheers, Lin Feng adjusted his horse's speed to the optimal level, held the ax tightly with both hands, and secretly assumed the starting position of Meng's four axes, with both arms competing in preparation for a move.
Sure enough, he didn't feel the heat surging in his body when he used such force. The system restricted his skills, which meant that the tyrant Sky Knight in front of him was indeed the real master.
Okay, let’s take a look at this person’s quality!
Lin Feng slowly moved his axe, his eyes firmly fixed on the Tyrant Sky Knight, carefully observing every reaction of his opponent.
I saw that the tyrant Sky Knight was not panicked. When he saw Lin Feng getting closer and closer to him, a happy smile appeared on his face. One hand lazily held the white wax pole, and the other hand slowly stroked the skinny crotch.
The mane of the fat horse looks like he looks down on Lin Feng.
Lin Feng is not angry. He has been mentally prepared for a long time. Even if the tyrant knocks him down with one move, it is reasonable. Otherwise, why would the system force him to fight alone with him?
The ax danced faster and faster, and Lin Feng pinned all his hopes on the "Cauldron Breaking Strike" he had just practiced.
Success or failure depended on this move. Lin Feng used both arms to swing the ax faster and faster like a windmill.
When the two were only thirty or fifty steps apart, Lin Feng suddenly felt a light touch on his hand and heard a "click" in his ear.