Feng Ang nodded, he was carried away by the word "talk hall" at that time, so he didn't take into account such a simple truth. Looking at Tan Dian, who had a huge hole in his chest and a wound that needed to be coded, Feng Ang sighed, took off his armor and put it on Tan Dian's body.

Once upon a time, Tan Dian and their Feng family were also good friends, but because of the dispute between "independence and reunification", they broke up directly.

Feng An's armor covered Tan Dian's wounds, Leng Feng kept paying attention to the guards in Tan Dian, none of them moved in the process of Feng Ang taking off his armor and putting on the armor for Tan Dian, until Feng Ang completely put on Tan Dian's armor, they knelt on their knees and lined up to kiss Feng An's shoes, expressing complete submission.

Looking at the red blood mud on the ground, Feng Ang complained to Leng Feng: "I have to use an artifact, and it is so powerful that I can't even get a whole corpse in the temple." ”

Leng Feng shrugged: "You blame me for this, if you didn't think that your head would be useful, I would have hit him in the head just now." ”

Feng Ang thought about the huge wound in the temple, and then thought about the scene where the artifact's attack hit his head, and he broke out in a cold sweat for no reason.

Feng Ang is not a dragon who vainly wants to win the power of the world, but he is also a tiger-like figure in Lingnan. Although Feng Zhiyu is only a teenager, he has completely inherited Feng An's bravery, and he is like a warrior in a hundred battles when he goes into battle to kill the enemy.

The same is true for Feng Zhidai, from the beginning of the encirclement + melee, the battle situation has reverted to encirclement under his command.

After such a long battle, there were less than 20,000 wingmen left on the battlefield, and nearly 10,000 wingmen fell to the ground forever, and the damage of the Lingnan soldiers was not low, one or two thousand.

More than 100,000 people surround 20,000 people, and the multiple of five times is no longer enough to describe this comparison, a full 80,000 people gap! The power alone is enough to intimidate a few.

When it comes to fighting to this point, there are only two options left for the wingmen: "hit the stone with an egg" and "disarm and surrender".

Feng Zhidai didn't need his father's instructions, he arrived in front of the formation and shouted loudly: "*****!" ”

Leng Feng poked Feng Zhiyu and asked him to be a translator again.

Feng Zhiyu translated: "What my second brother said is that as long as you surrender, you can be spared death. ”

At this time, several tall and mighty wingmen stood up, and the first one spat at Feng Zhidai, and then said, "******! ”

Then one of the guys next to him also said a word.

After the two of them finished speaking, many more people broke away from the main army with them and prepared to charge.

"The first man said that the warriors of the tribe of Munshe would never surrender! The second person said that there were no cowards in the Montenegrin tribe. Feng Zhiyu smiled contemptuously after translating: "It's all the courage of the horseman, just what they are enough to do." ”

Feng Zhiyu's words were convincing, completely forgetting his father and how he played the role of "Lonely Hero".

It is very strange that Feng Zhidai did not order these people to be killed, but commanded the army to make a gap for them, and he actually wanted to let them go.

Feng Ang looked at Feng Zhidai's behavior and couldn't help but nodded: "Zhidai, this kid has indeed grown up and can be on his own." He let these people go, and his original intention was nothing more than to use their mouths to show his prestige. ”

Leng Feng didn't need Feng An's explanation, he still understood the truth of "soldiers who surrender without a fight", these people will be killed if they are killed, and they still can't extinguish the ambitions of those two tribes. But after they are put back, the strength and invincibility of the Lingnan Army will be proclaimed. In the long run, if these two tribes want to invade Lingnan again, as long as their patriarch's brain is not deficient in calcium, they have to weigh it carefully.

There is nothing more embarrassing in the world than if you spare the life of your subordinate, and instead of running away, he will fight with you again.

Those "warriors" probably thought they had been insulted, and actually screamed and charged.

However, at this time, Feng Zhidai's army had been integrated, and the shield soldiers who had originally lost their shields to fight had picked up their shields again, so the charge of only a few hundred people from the two tribes was completely resisted by the big shields that were more than half a person high, and they were completely unable to advance an inch.

Feng Zhidai had already been mentally prepared, and a thunderbolt with a fuse lit shot into the ranks of the two tribes.

peng！ After a bang, more than a dozen "warriors" were killed or wounded!

The deterrence brought by the thunder arrow was unparalleled, and when Feng Zhidai's second arrow entered their ranks, those tribal warriors could no longer care about the dignity of the warriors, and they all ran out along the gap, not even caring about their injured companions.

Feng Zhidai smiled slightly, in fact, the second arrow he shot was an ordinary arrow, if he couldn't scare them, he would order to be killed.

After all, he was tight on his only three remaining Thunderbolt Treasures.

After the warriors of the two tribes ran away, Feng Zhidai rode a horse to find his father, and his father was more "credible" in dealing with the prisoners.

I don't know what Feng Ang and the guards said, anyway, those besieged wingmen have put down their weapons, and even the few remaining vine armor soldiers have taken off their rattan armor, thrown them together and squatted on the other side.

They who have completely abandoned their weapons, as long as the commander gives an order, they will be completely crushed by the army of 100,000, leaving no room to live.

However, it was Feng Ang who made the guarantee for their lives. The sergeants tied their hands with hemp rope and strung them into strings, and what awaited them was mostly a fate of enslavement, but at least they were spared.

Moreover, Lingnan is not as good as the Central Plains, and the slaves in the Central Plains are really inferior to dogs, even if they are beaten to death by their masters, the government will not care.

After the dust settled, Feng Ang remembered the injury on his hand, sat down in front of Leng Feng and covered his hand and screamed "oops, oops", and said that he had to take some white medicine to get stronger.

This is obviously a cheat, Leng Feng looked at Feng An's wounds, and could only accept his cheating.

Feng An's wound was very deep, although fortunately it did not hurt the muscles and bones, but such a large open wound had to be thoroughly disinfected and sewn up.

In the makeshift tent, Leng Feng used alcohol to detoxify Feng An's hands, and after breaking the wound again and cleaning it to make sure that there was no stone residue left in it, he sewed it up with a needle and thread.

In ancient times, it was about cutting meat and drinking between scraping bones to cure poison, and now Feng Ang is not bad, breaking open the wound that has been re-adhered and cleaning it with a slightly lower concentration of alcohol, this process is unbearable for ordinary people, after all, there is no anesthetic.

But Feng Ang has always been calm, and even the twitching of his muscles is kept to a minimum, if it weren't for his soaked clothes, no one would be able to tell that he had just undergone a "surgical operation".

(End of chapter)