Chapter 005 Entering the battlefield for the first time
The cool breeze is accompanied by the crisp chirping of birds, and the pure air inhaled into the lungs makes the whole body feel comfortable and ecstatic.
After leaving Xiaogou Village, Lin Feng slowly walked forward along the rugged mountain road, ignoring the direction and terrain, and just headed out of the mountain.
"Kiss me goodbye, in the wild night..."
"The sky is blue waiting for misty rain, and I'm waiting for you..."
"There is a feeling of scorching sun in the darkness, the horizon at dusk..."
Singing whatever came to mind, Lin Feng sang all the songs that he could remember in his mind. No matter whether the lyrics were right or wrong, no matter how twisted they were, Lin Feng was saying goodbye to the modern world by roaring these songs.
Goodbye, the busy modern world! Goodbye, the hardworking parents in my hometown!!
Amidst the sad roar, Lin Feng's tears fell sadly and wetted his collar along his cheeks.
From the rising sun in the east to the setting sun in the west, Lin Feng climbed over seven or eight ridges in succession. Lin Feng was already as tired as a dog. He stuck out his tongue and gasped for breath. The rolling green hills that were originally pleasant to the eye now looked like
It was so annoying. The two big steamed buns made of unknown stuff that he brought out from Elder Ge's house had already been stuffed into Lin Feng's stomach.
Sitting on the bluestone by the roadside, Lin Feng gently beat his swollen calf with both fists. He began to doubt whether what Old Man Ge told him was true. Old Man Ge had clearly said that it was only a day's journey from Xiaogou Village to the official road.
The sun was about to go down and the sky was getting dark, but as Lin Feng looked around, there was still green after green. A palm-wide narrow path flickered in and out of the green sky, seeming to lead to the end of the sky. Where could there be anything?
What official code!
Lin Feng, who was hesitating whether to change direction or not, occasionally turned his head and seemed to hear a sound of people shouting and horses neighing down the wind.
Hearing the sound, his eyes couldn't help but shine. Lin Feng stood up suddenly and looked in the direction of the sound.
Is it finally time to reach the official road? Damn it, hurry up and meet someone who understands. It’s been almost two days since he traveled through time, and he still doesn’t understand what era we are in and where this place is!
Feeling that all the fatigue in his body was suddenly swept away, Lin Feng jumped up and ran away excitedly looking for the sound.
Not far from Lin Feng, walking around the ridge, we could clearly see two groups of people guarding the top and bottom of a small hill, in a confrontation with each other.
The team on the hill was well-equipped. Everyone wore leather armor and held sharp swords. There were even more than a dozen knights beside the leader. Unfortunately, the number was small, only about forty or fifty people, surrounding the three carriages.
The carriages formed a circle and were obviously on the defensive. Although the team under the hill had hundreds of people and horses, it seemed to have an advantage in numbers. Unfortunately, the equipment was too poor. Most of the people were wearing civilian clothes and carrying
Most of their weapons are sharpened bamboo poles, and the better ones are just a rusty spear tip mounted on a wooden pole. The horses are unique. There are only seven or eight people in total, not as many as the knights on the mountain.
Therefore, they just surrounded the hill at the foot of the mountain and did not launch an attack for a while.
The leader on the hill was a man of medium build, with brocade clothes and jade belt, and a scholar's square scarf on his head. Looking up at his face, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and his face was beardless. He stepped off the white dragon colt, with a bright silver gun in his palm. He was surrounded by more than a dozen knights behind him.
What a wealthy and scholarly person.
I saw this man riding his horse forward and shouting loudly to the enemy soldiers at the foot of the mountain: "Where are you soldiers and horses? Haven't you heard of the Zhen family in Hebei? Now you dare to raise troops to besiege our Zhen family's caravan. Don't be afraid."
Will you be hunted down by my Zhen family with all their strength in the future?"
A leader emerged from the army horses at the foot of the hill. He had a tile helmet on his head, wearing a tiger skin war skirt, and a closed door knife in his hand. He had a black face and no beard. He opened his bloody mouth and looked up to the sky and laughed: "That white face."
You're a baby with a yellow mouth, and you're still smelly. You haven't been weaned yet, right? Don't use the Hebei Zhen family to scare your grandpa. Since he followed the general in the army, no less than a hundred people have been killed by a certain sword. Even the dog officer has been killed.
I have killed several people, how have I ever been afraid of someone coming? It is not difficult for me to let my caravan go. Come, come, come, little baby, as long as you can defeat the knife in my hand, I will let you go today.
What's the problem with your caravan?"
"It turns out that you are actually Yellow Turban traitors, and you dare to utter such arrogant words. Look at your young master coming to take your lives!" The scholar on the mountain was so excited that his face turned red and his neck was thick. He screamed and kicked his feet.
The horse is about to rush down the hill.
He was so panicked that the guards around him grabbed the reins and kept trying to dissuade him: "Master, calm down, sir, how can some traitors in the area be worthy of letting you do it yourself? Don't dirty the silver spear in your hand."
There were guards on one side to dissuade the young master, and on the other side there were already several guards who were eager to make meritorious deeds and urged their horses to rush down the hill.
"You thief, don't leave. Just get off your horse and accept your surrender. Kneel down in front of my young master and beg for mercy. You can still save your life. Otherwise, if you don't have a sword or a gun, I'm afraid you will die without a burial place today."
Before the guards could finish their words, the black-faced enemy general at the foot of the mountain had already greeted him with his sword drawn. As soon as the two sides came face to face, the black-faced enemy general did not answer, and swung his sword to split the left and right sides of the door.
"Puff! Puff!" Two sounds sounded, and blood splattered instantly!
The two guards who rushed at the front were killed without even blocking a single move from the enemy general, and their heads were separated. The two headless corpses fell to the ground with a "thump" and "thump" respectively under the horses.
This incident frightened the other guards who rushed down the mountain. They screamed and turned their horses' heads, trying to retreat back to the hill.
But how could the ferocious enemy general allow them to escape smoothly? With a ferocious smile, he rushed forward on horseback, like chopping melons and vegetables, killing the seven or eight guards who rushed down the hill one by one, and took advantage of the opportunity to ride straight towards the hill.
Come and kill them.
The white-faced young master on the hill saw with his own eyes that his guard was easily killed by the enemy general. He was so angry that his eyes burst out. He roared loudly and rushed down to fight the enemy general. However, the guards around him saw that the enemy general was fierce and were afraid of his young master.
After being injured by the thief, more than a dozen people dragged the young master into the carriage formation. The guards on the outside took off their bows and arrows one after another, and a dense rain of arrows forced the enemy generals down the mountain to retreat.
The black-faced enemy general wielded a big sword to strike at the eagle feathers, but arrows rained down from the hill. He had no choice but to retreat to his own team, pointed at the hill and cursed.
The guards on the mountain already knew how powerful the black-faced enemy general was, and no one went down the mountain to die. They just stood around the car formation, no matter how the enemy soldiers yelled and cursed at the bottom of the mountain, they simply used the turtle method and had to retract their heads.
middle.
At this moment, Lin Feng followed the mountain road and turned around from the ridge. He saw the two armies confronting each other, and they were only less than a hundred meters away from walking into the rear of the people at the foot of the mountain.
"I'm stupid, what's going on?"
Lin Feng did not expect that the sound of people shouting and neighing that he heard was not coming from the busy road. Why did he get to the battlefield as soon as he came out of the mountain?
Subconsciously, Lin Feng's legs began to move backwards. This battlefield was no place for fun. It was best to stay as far away as possible.
But before Lin Feng could take two steps back, the group of Yellow Turban troops closest to him had already seen Lin Feng who had just arrived. At that moment, several people relatively close to Lin Feng started shouting.
"Look, there's a well-dressed guy over there again. Guys, don't let him go. Looking at his clothes, he is probably a young man from a rich family. At worst, he can be stripped naked and stripped of his clothes.
Nice clothes."
"Yes, yes, yes, this hill won't be conquered for a while. Let's go and kill the pig first."
"Let's go, let's go. If you have quick hands, if you don't have slow hands, don't let that naked pig get away."
"Hey, naked pig, don't run away!"
Lin Feng had already taken four or five steps back and was about to turn around and retreat to the ridge, but unexpectedly he was angered by the shouting words of this group of Yellow Turban Army!
"I'm so stupid, how dare you call me a naked pig?! Don't you know that after I traveled through time, I was already possessed by the God of War, and I can go in and out seven times, perform ten swings and ten tricks, and win every battle?"
Lin Feng turned around, pointed at the several Yellow Turbans rushing towards him and shouted: "Come here, I'm going to fight ten of them today!"
Lin Feng strode to the front of the two Yellow Turbans. Lin Feng took a long breath, straightened his back, stretched his arms forward, clenched his fists, and waved back and forth like a spindle from top to bottom with his shoulders as the center.
Immediately, he started to attack like a rain shower.
That's right, what Lin Feng used at this time was the ultimate trick that has been legendary for a long time in the world - "The King's Eight Fist"!
There was no way around it. Although Lin Feng had obtained extraordinary martial arts out of thin air due to time travel, the problem was that he had never learned any martial arts skills. When fighting the enemy, he naturally used the only unique skill he had learned in kindergarten.
As the saying goes, one effort can bring down ten.
Although Lin Feng's bastard boxing move has no rules and there are countless flaws in the boxing technique, his strength, which is far beyond ordinary people, is really not random. The two yellow scarf soldiers who came towards him saw Lin Feng's punches indiscriminately.
There was no order at all, and the contempt on their faces had not dissipated, but unexpectedly, one of them was punched in the chest and the other was hit in front of the door. The two of them did not even scream, but fell backwards like two torn bags and fell to the ground.
There was no sound afterward.
The dozens of Yellow Turban soldiers who swarmed towards them had no time to stop their steps. Lin Feng stepped forward and knocked them to the ground one by one with bastard fists.
After knocking down several people one after another, Lin Feng's courage became stronger and stronger. He felt a surge of hot blood in his chest bursting out to his limbs. Heat was steaming all over his body. He couldn't restrain his desire to fight. He couldn't help but let out a loud shout and jumped towards the rear of the Yellow Turban Army.
go.
Lin Feng rushed into the enemy formation like a tiger rushing into a herd of sheep. His arms were turned around, and each soldier flew close to him and fell down. In just a dozen breaths, Lin Feng actually rushed into the enemy formation for nearly a hundred meters.
Wherever he passed, people were thrown off their horses, the camp was full of wounded soldiers, and there were moans and groans everywhere.
At the front of the Yellow Turban Army formation, the black-faced general who was urging his troops to attack the hills suddenly heard a commotion behind him. He turned his head and looked around for a few times, and suddenly became furious.
"Where did this kid come from? He actually dared to attack X's military formation. Wow, my soldiers, get out of my way. I'll give this arrogant little kid a try!"
After saying that, the black-faced general raised the sword in his hand, turned his horse's head, and charged towards Lin Feng, who was wreaking havoc in the back camp.
Lin Feng was fighting vigorously when the Yellow Turban soldiers around him were crying for their fathers and mothers and running away in panic. He suddenly felt like punching Nanshan Kindergarten and kicking Beihai Nursing Home. Suddenly he heard the sound of horses hanging and ringing bells.
From far to near, there was a constant ringing, so he stopped fighting and raised his eyes to look in the direction of the sound.
It didn't matter what he looked at. Lin Feng immediately felt cold sweat running down his back. He felt dizzy and rushed straight to the door. Haoxuan couldn't stand steadily and fell to the ground.