After hearing the terrible voice, the leading sergeants finally reacted, and immediately after, a group of sergeants led by the leading sergeants also converged in the direction of the stone house from all directions.

But......

Just as they were almost about to approach the stone house, they all had to stop.

Because, in front of them, there are countless people from the Southern Regions, densely packed, all of them have dark skin, and they are wearing all kinds of rattan clothes.

"Get out of the way!" one of the leading sergeants immediately shouted.

"What's the matter? what do you want to do?" Hearing the words of the leading sergeant, an old man about fifty years old with a hat on his head, a feather stuck in his hat, and a rattan coat and animal skin.

"It turned out to be the chief, our general was attacked by someone, please let them give way!" The leading sergeant saw the old man in front of him at a glance, and also recognized that this person was the chief of the Thunder Lion Great Tribe, and his tone immediately became polite.

"General Chen has been attacked by someone, then you should hurry around from the east!" the chief immediately became a little anxious when he heard the words of the leading sergeant.

"Bypass?!" the lead sergeant looked puzzled and surprised.

"Yes, I'm really sorry, we are holding a sacrifice ceremony to pray for rain, which is related to whether we can have a good weather this year, and I hope you don't interrupt us, as you know, we have a tradition in the Southern Regions, this is ...... for rain," the chief patiently explained.

"Stop! We are now in a hurry to save our general, and please get out of the way first, and after we pass, it will not be too late to hold a ceremony!"

"I'm afraid this won't work, our ceremony has already begun, and I don't know that your generals will be attacked. Once this ceremony has begun, it cannot be stopped, and the altar must not be moved, otherwise it will be bereaved by heaven, and when the time comes, we will ...... the South," the chief continued to express his attitude.

"Good, well, needless to say, brothers. Detour!"

Several leading sergeants glanced at each other, and there was really no way, after all, they were soft-spoken, and it was impossible for them to have any obvious conflict with the Southern Regions for no reason.

The Southern Regions, although only a vassal state of Great Xia, and the lord of the Southern Regions can only be called a king, not an emperor. It is necessary to pay tribute to the court every year, but the Southern Regions are not ordinary vassal states.

The vast Southern Regions, coupled with the fierce warriors, can definitely be said to be the best help in Great Xia.

Of course......

These are not the main things, the main thing is that they simply do not have time to delay here with the chief any longer.

"Quick, go around the east to the back of the stone house!"

"Yes!"

The sergeants moved quickly. All went around in the direction of the east side of the stone house, just. They didn't know that to the east of the stone house, there was an equally "important" ceremony to worship the heavens.

......

Fang Zheng's eyes looked at Chen Feiyu, who was constantly jumping up and down outside the stone house, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and a few cheers from time to time.

"Yes, that's a beautiful move!"

"Watch to the left, alas...... I'm telling you to pay attention to the left!"

"There are two silver-horned wolves in the back who are about to sneak up. Be careful!Alas...... What are you doing? You believe the enemy's words, and you're too unassertive, aren't you?"

Fang Zhengzhi kept directing on the sidelines, not in a hurry at all.

In Chen Feiyu's heart, Fang Zhengzhi's actions were naturally risking a sneak attack, but in Fang Zhengzhi's heart, he had completely different ideas.

What is a sneak attack?

On someone else's turf. That's called a sneak attack!

Is the Thunder Lion Tribe Chen Feiyu's territory? Of course not, Fang Zheng, who controls the chieftain, is the real master behind the scenes of the Thunder Lion Tribe.

So......

The question arises, can it be called a sneak attack on your own territory?

Of course not, at most it is called catching turtles in urns.

Chen Feiyu is really aggrieved now, he gritted his teeth and tried his best to make himself last a little longer, even if his whole body was already a little painful.

However, he still believed that his sergeants would come in time.

However, almost half an hour has passed since the start of the fight, but I still haven't seen a single person.

Is it sleeping?

Chen Feiyu was unwilling, really unwilling.

Originally, he felt that he should stand on top of the lonely peak and overlook the people in the world.

But what about the facts?

Before he had time to show himself in front of the hosts, he was about to be caught alive? And, most importantly, he was so aggrieved that he was caught by a group of soldiers from the Southern Regions riding silver-horned wolves.

"Heads-up, I want to go heads-up, I'm going back to the Light Realm!" Chen Feiyu shouted loudly.

"Alas...... What a naïve!" Fang Zhengzhi shook his head gently, and then, he glanced at Teng Shisheng, and suddenly, the five hundred silver-horned wolf riders let out a roaring sound again.

"Ahh

Chen Feiyu's hands and feet were bleeding profusely, because the four silver-horned wolves were biting his hands and feet, and at the same time, black iron chains were thrown from the air.

The five-flower tie-up is actually not enough to describe Chen Feiyu's current tragic situation.

The whole body is tightly locked by black iron chains, and if you don't look closely, you really can't tell that this is a living person.

"Take it down. Fang Zhengzhi waved his hand casually.

"No, Fang Zhengzhi, you can't treat me like this, I'm Huiguang Realm, I'm the first in the martial arts test!" Chen Feiyu struggled desperately, but he knew it very well.

Even if he tried his best and forcibly broke free, he was still beaten to the ground.

It didn't work!

From the moment Fang Zhengzhi ordered five hundred silver-horned wolf riders to attack him, he knew that everything was over, and his dream was shattered once again.

However, he was really unwilling.

From childhood to adulthood, every time he was not the best, every time he couldn't attract the attention of others, he was aggrieved, aggrieved for so many years.

He thought he could do it this time.

Because, he broke through, broke through to the realm of returning to the light. It's time to shine.

However......

Heaven dealt him a heavy blow again.

When he calculated everything and waited to make a name for himself in front of the hosts, a square upright emerged from behind him.

Once again, the dream of world fame was shattered.

Falling from the top of the mountain to the ground, it hurts, it hurts......

"Fang Zhengcheng, let's discuss. Let's talk about it...... As long as you don't eliminate me, I can promise you whatever conditions you have!" Chen Feiyu still held on to his last illusion.

"Really?" Fang Zhengzhi looked at Chen Feiyu with interest.

"It's true, as long as you return the Thunder Lion Tribe to me and return my military strength to me, I can promise you whatever conditions you want!" Chen Feiyu's eyes immediately lit up as soon as he saw Fang Zhengzhi loosen his mouth.

"You're really naïve, take it down!"

"No, I'll give it to you from the Thunder Lion Tribe. I don't want it, just give me the military power. When Chen Feiyu heard this, his face immediately changed, and he immediately softened.

"Take it down!"

"I don't want the military anymore, I don't want it all, I'll go to fend for myself, I can make a comeback, and I'll give you silver again. Don't you like silver? You can as much as you want, I'm a son of the Thirteen Mansions. I am the uncle of the dynasty, and I have silver, lots and lots of silver. Chen Feiyu's tone was now a little close to begging.

He wanted to make a name for himself, he had waited for this moment for too long, and now he wanted to watch this opportunity slip through his fingers.

How can you be willing!

"Uncle Chaoguo?" Fang Zhengzhi heard this. Finally, there was a hint of emotion.

"Yes, my sister is the painting concubine of the dynasty, she is very favored by the saints, I am the uncle of the dynasty, you dare to eliminate me. When I return to Great Xia, I will definitely not let you go!" Chen Feiyu saw Fang Zheng's expression, and his heart suddenly moved.

"Dare to threaten me, beat him all over the ground to find teeth!"

"Ah...... Don't, I won't threaten you, Fang Zhengzhi, let's join forces, with my strength, I will definitely be able to help you, really, you have to believe me!" Chen Feiyu really has never seen someone like Fang Zhengzhi.

Knowing that he is the uncle of the dynasty, he still dares to fight?

Don't you want to be so bold!

"Oh, how can you help me?" Fang Zhengzhi glanced at Chen Feiyu with interest again.

"I can make an appointment with Wu Feng to compete with him, and then, make a bet in front of the army, whoever loses, the military will all contribute, you just need to sit and reap the benefits of the fisherman, how about it?"

"Then, you got all the strength of the witch wind, and then you beat me again?"

"No, I won't go against you, after I get the strength of Wu Feng's army, I will retreat to the Yan Crow and Shizun tribes, and I will never be your enemy!" Chen Feiyu said with an affirmative expression.

"Understood. Hearing this, Fang Zhengzhi also nodded slightly.

"You...... You said yes?"

"No, I just thought your plan seemed pretty good, so I reluctantly accepted it. A smile appeared on the corner of Fang's straight mouth.

"......" Chen Feiyu's eyes suddenly widened, staring at Fang Zhengzhi stubbornly, his mouth opening and closing, but he never said a word.

"Take it down, lock it up, remember to give three steamed buns per meal, we can't wait for the guests. Fang Zhengzhi said with a generous face.

"Orthodox ...... I, Chen Feiyu, swear to be incompatible with you!"

"Uncle Guo, how can you be so naïve......" Fang Zheng looked straight at Chen Feiyu, who was struggling and struggling all the way with a flushed face and a heart-rending shout, and shook his head gently.

Now, the Thunder Lion Tribe has completely fallen into their own hands.

Coupled with the more than 10,000 troops in Chen Feiyu's hands, he can pull out a huge army of 10,000 people, so what should he do next?

Is it to unify the Southern Regions, or to go back to the capital all the way to hide?

Fang Zheng's heart began to think about this question that he had never thought of, as the saying goes, how bold people are, how productive the land is.

However, the current problem to be solved is still the matter of Wu Feng leading his troops to attack.

The plan that Chen Feiyu said still sounds quite good, to use the method of agitation and Wufeng to have a one-on-one battle with him, and then win or lose in another battle.

This was a method often used in the martial arts of the Great Xia Dynasty.

After all, if it weren't for helplessness, under normal circumstances, the possibility of two armies fighting a big war with real swords and guns is still very rare.

This is actually like the ancient times of the previous world, when the two armies fought against each other, the main general fought one-on-one, and the side that won the battle was greatly boosted, and then it won.

It's a bit brainless.

Fang Zhengcheng actually disdains to use this method, after all, there is no technical content, and there is no commendable tactics at all.

Is the witch wind leading the army to attack?

So......

How?

......

The night is a silent night, but it is not a quiet night.

This night is destined to be very long, it makes people sleepless, and it also makes people excited and trembling.

In the darkness of the night, a young man sits on a horse covered in scales, the upper part of which is completely black, like ink, and on all four legs, there are spiraling blue waves.

There used to be an old saying that describes a good horse.

That's four-legged snow treading.

And the horse that the young man stepped on was a four-legged horse riding on the blue waves, called the blue wave beast!

The young man's body was dressed in delicate turquoise armor, and he was holding a jade flute in his hand, his eyes were slightly bright, and there was always a confident smile at the corner of his mouth.

After Wu Feng's plan to divide the troops into two ways failed, he actually had a fire in his heart, he didn't expect Chen Feiyu to have such a clever tactical layout.

Didn't even defend the counterattack?

I have to say that this point is indeed outside of Wu Feng's calculations.

Fortunately, he was not a vegetarian, and as soon as he realized that the situation was different, he immediately changed his strategic method and attacked fiercely, which seized the opportunity and successfully cut into the rear of Chen Feiyu's army.

It can be regarded as saving a little loss.

One wrong step, one wrong step, Wu Feng understands this truth very well, if it is a normal battle situation, normal thinking, in this case, he should go back and recuperate first.

It's a very regular way to play.

However, will Wu Feng follow the usual style of play?

Of course not.

Seeking wealth and danger, and winning by surprise is the path taken by Wu Feng, not to mention, the opponent is just Chen Feiyu, who is ranked twelfth on the Shenglong list.

If he couldn't even beat Chen Feiyu, his Wu Feng's face would really be a little lost.

Chen Feiyu deliberately sent 2,000 troops to harass him along the way, what was his intention, of course he could guess that this was leading him to attack the Thunder Lion Tribe!

Of course he knew how terrifying the fortresses of the four major tribes were.

To defend, to attack.

Wu Feng can be sure that if he forcibly attacks the Thunder Lion Tribe, the defeated person will definitely be himself.

"Not a bad plan, but it's a pity...... You've met me!" Wu Feng looked at the sergeants who had just retreated not far away, and the corners of his mouth curled into a nonchalant smile.

With an order, more than 10,000 troops drove towards the direction of the Thunder Lion Tribe, like a huge black cloud in the night sky.

"Boom!" the sound shook the sky. (To be continued.) )