Zhang Feng saw a flash of cold light, the speed was very fast, and as if he was wrong, he hurriedly stared at the pro-soldier, praying that all this was an illusion, only to see that his pro-soldier who was talking suddenly opened his mouth, as if he was saying something, Zhang Feng hurriedly went up a little, hoping to hear it clearly, but there was no sound in the pro-soldier's mouth, only where the mouth was and closed up and down, and then a red line appeared at the neck of the pro-soldier, and he saw the abnormality of his pro-soldier, Zhang Feng immediately stepped forward to check, but as soon as his hand touched the pro-soldier, he didn't expect to touch it so lightly, and the head of his pro-soldier fell to the ground, rolling a meter away, blood sprayed wildly, Zhang Feng originally wanted to listen to what his pro-soldier said, so he got closer, and was instantly drenched with blood.

Zhang Feng didn't wipe the blood on his face with his hands, he looked at the headless corpse that fell to the ground and kept twitching, and then Zhang Feng looked angry, staring at the axe-wielding man in front of him who fell because of the corpse of his own soldiers, and the giant axe in his hand was still dripping with blood.

At this time, the big man was also covered in blood, and the blood kept dripping from his dark red hair, God knows how many people he killed and how much blood he drenched, and his hair would become like this, even so, Zhang Feng was still not afraid, and asked loudly: "Why did you kill him, why." ”

Fat Tiger replied coldly: "Zhao Jun soldiers, you should be killed." ”

Zhang Feng couldn't hold back any longer, and said angrily: "Fart, it's not clear if he is Zhao Junwei, he is my personal soldier, how can it be Zhao Jun." ”

"Oh? This commander, don't you recognize the wrong person, do you? Fat Tiger said lightly.

Zhang Feng looked at the disdainful fat tiger, and his heart was even more angry, whether that personal soldier was Zhao Jun or not, did he know better than him, pointed at the fat tiger and scolded angrily: "It's too much to deceive people, don't think that the general has just promoted you, and there is no one in his eyes, and even the soldiers don't ask about killing indiscriminately, could it be that you are Zhao Jun?" ”

The more Zhang Feng said that he felt more and more, he recognized the enemy in the same outfit at a glance, and even these generals couldn't do it, let alone a low-level officer who was still a Shifu Commander at the beginning, and even if he could recognize it, such a brave Ten Captain, they would not have any impression at all?

Such a strong ability, as long as his commander is not a man, there is a problem, or this guy has offended a superior officer, otherwise he will definitely not be just a ten-captain, and now he just recognized a personal soldier, this guy immediately came over, and without saying a word, he cut off the head of his own personal soldier, wrong, is there only one sentence, or framed his own personal soldier is Zhao Jun, can be a servant general under the music and lead an army, naturally there is no fool.

The more Zhang Feng thought about it, the more he felt that this guy was suspicious, if the soldiers who were being besieged were Zhao Jun, he felt that the fat man in front of him was more likely.

Zhang Feng looked at the fat tiger coldly and said, "Are you Zhao Jun!" ”

Fat Tiger's face was stunned, he didn't expect this guy to doubt himself, but he covered it up so well, especially IJ's own mantra made the Yan Army soldiers so adored and respected, but why did this Yan Army officer doubt himself? It seems that those who can be officials are not fools! Despite this, Fat Tiger's face quickly returned to normal and said: "How is it possible, I killed so many Zhao Jun, how can it be Zhao Jun, are you stupid, or are you jealous that I killed the enemy and made meritorious service and was valued by the general and wanted to slander me." ”

Zhang Feng's face turned pale, and he asked: "Killed so many Zhao Jun, it sounds good, did I say that it was my personal soldier just now, is he also Zhao Jun?" ”

"That's right, you're right, I think he has already defected to Zhao Jun." Fat Tiger looked honest and nodded, looking like you were right.

"You ......"

Zhang Feng was so angry that he was almost speechless, can this person be shameless anymore? Can't you hear that you're questioning?

The two are arguing here, but the battlefield is still going on, from time to time there are soldiers who are cut down and fall to the ground, and the people who rush to the front are the soldiers of the Yan army, and those who pretend to be the Yan army are slowing down when they rush to each other, and they fall last, and now the soldiers of the Yan army who are fighting are really killing each other.

Zhang Feng didn't know where he was arguing with Fat Tiger when the tip of a long knife behind him was already aimed at his back.

Fat Tiger saw that Yan Jun was almost dead and wounded, and saw Zhang Feng's appearance of vomiting blood, and he didn't plan to continue to hide it, suddenly his honest expression changed, showed a smug smile, and said: "This friend, you don't have to look at me like this, since you suspect that I am Zhao Jun, then I can tell you for sure that you are right, I am Zhao Jun, not only me, but also them." ”

Zhang Feng's face changed, the direction of the fat tiger's finger was behind him, and he hurriedly turned around, but as soon as he turned around, he saw a long knife with white light coming straight to him, but the long knife was too close, and as soon as he turned around, he had already reached the position of his chest, and he could not avoid it, so he could only watch the long knife stab at his heart, and the armor he was wearing had no effect at all, the tip of the knife pierced directly into his heart, and he suddenly felt a pain in his chest, and he couldn't hold back a mouthful of blood, and spurted out directly.

Zhang Feng looked up, only to see more than a dozen soldiers looking at him coldly, it turned out that it was really Zhao Jun, then the battle here from beginning to end, it was his own people killing each other, all of this was Zhao Jun's tricks, Zhang Feng was ruthless, why didn't he find out Zhao Jun's conspiracy earlier.

The soldier of the Suppression Army who pierced Zhang Feng slowly withdrew the long knife from Zhang Feng's chest, and looked at the Yan army fighting in front of him as if he was nothing, his face did not have a trace of expression, but a trace of killing intent could be seen in his eyes.

Fat Tiger nodded at the soldier and shouted randomly, "Brothers, kill!" ”

This time, those bandit soldiers who pretended to be Yan soldiers knew the meaning of this sentence, and the Yan soldiers who were fighting didn't know at all, they were fighting with the same Yan soldiers as them, and they were overjoyed when they saw the fat tiger rushing over with the soldiers, but they also felt that they didn't need to wait for the fat tiger to come out, they had already eliminated the 'enemy'. They had no idea that the 'brother' who was supposed to fight alongside them would become their grim reaper.