Chapter 82: Single-handedly will be heroic

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"Big brother, you have always said that Uncle Liu Huang is the hero, and now he has sent his son to take Changsha, why don't you take the opportunity to lead us to defect."

The soldier's cautious words, like a needle as thin as dust, gently stabbed Wei Yan's heart, this thorn, as if releasing all kinds of thoughts buried deep in his heart, in a trance, there was an illusion of pain and itching.

"You go out first, and then go to inquire about Jiang Xiajun's situation and see what Liu Feng has done." Wei Yan did not respond to the soldier's suggestion, and gently waved his hand to pull him back.

He stood up, holding the heavy broadsword in his hand, his hand covered with vine-like tendons caressing the cold blade, and the faint blue light on the blade flickered in his star-clear eyes.

Suddenly, he grabbed the hilt of the knife violently, the ape arm stretched out diagonally, and the blade swept out with the strong wind of hunting, and the fierce wind was like a wave rising from the ground, instantly beating the entire military tent to a whirring and shaking.

I thought that Liu Xuande would come in person, but I didn't expect that it was only one of his sons. Could it be that I, Wei Yan, am destined not to meet Bole in my life? ”

muttering to himself, a bit of hatred quietly appeared on his majestic cheeks.

The curtain was suddenly lifted, interrupting Wei Yan's thoughts, and when he looked up, it turned out to be the soldier who had just reported the news and returned.

The green tendons on Wei Yan's face twitched faintly, and when he was about to open his mouth to reprimand, the soldier shouted with a shocked face: "Big brother, there are people outside the camp who are shouting to see big brother, and they also claim to be Liu Feng, the leader of the Jiangxia army. ”

Liu Feng? It's coming so fast!

A flash of surprise flashed in Wei Yan's eyes, the long knife stood up, and he asked with a deep brow, "How many people did he bring?" ”

"One man and one rider."

"One man, one ride?" Wei Yan repeated it in a thunderous voice, obviously thinking that either he had heard it wrong, or the soldier in front of him had said it wrong.

The pawn was so drunk by him that he shuddered, and said tremblingly: "It is indeed a man and a horse, except for a portable sword, he didn't even bring a weapon for horse fighting, big brother, what should we do?" ”

The look of surprise on Wei Yan's face gradually receded, replaced by a strong curiosity, and after a moment of silence, a sneer rose at the corner of his mouth: "This Liu Feng is a little timid, let him come in, I want to see what kind of character it will be if he dares to break into my camp alone." ”

Wei Yan threw off his robe, turned around and sat back in front of the desk, and placed the long knife horizontally on the desk.

Outside the big camp.

Liu Feng was dressed in a silver robe, sitting on a white horse on his hips, with a green sword hanging from his waist, with a peaceful smile on his face, looking at the military men who were wearing sharp and nervous spirits within the antlers.

Although these people seemed a little frightened of him, an unfamiliar guest who came alone, the formation and the vigilant will to fight all showed a solemn military atmosphere.

Connoisseurs knew at a glance that these soldiers under Wei Yan were all elite men with strict discipline.

After a while, there was a small stir in the other camp, and then the camp door was wide open, and a strong soldier shouted at Liu Feng: "My eldest brother invites the general to come in and meet him." ”

Liu Feng secretly took a breath, gently clamped the horse's belly, and rode slowly into the camp one by one.

Hundreds of soldiers gathered around the crowd unanimously opened like a wave, giving way to a narrow passage, but despite this, they still clenched their weapons in their hands, staring at the young general who had passed by with vigilance.

Along the way, Liu Feng was calm and relaxed, his eyes did not squint, as if all the air around him was there, ignoring the pair of eyes that revealed murderous intent.

Under the guidance of the herald, Liu Feng came to a huge military tent, he knew that Wei Yan was among them, so he turned over and dismounted, threw the reins to the herald, and said with a smile: "I'm bothering you to feed this horse, remember, it's not the best forage, it won't eat." ”

The herald was stunned for a moment, he couldn't figure it out, how could the young general in front of him have the courage to break into his own camp alone, and he can be like no one else, as if he was reviewing his subordinates.

Just when the soldier lost his mind, Liu Feng had already strode into the tent.

As soon as Fang entered, a murderous aura like cold winter snow rushed to his face, looking at the solemn face behind the case, looking at the strange long big knife placed on the case, it was obvious that the owner of this room did not intend to use kindness to call him as an unfamiliar guest.

Liu Feng was not in a hurry to speak, but carefully examined this legendary Wei Yan with a smile on his face, through his sharp eagle eyes, Liu Feng saw a kind of restrained, but contained infinite pride, but inadvertently, he keenly noticed that in those originally brilliant eyes, there was a faint flash of melancholy.

At this moment, those eyes were also looking at themselves, as if the sixteen or seventeen-year-old young man in front of him was beyond his imagination.

In the big tent, neither the host nor the guest spoke, just silently observed each other, and the atmosphere was a little weird for a while.

"I have long admired the name of General Wenchang, and I am fortunate to meet you." As a guest, Liu Feng was the first to break this weirdness.

A sneer flashed at the corner of Wei Yan's mouth: "I, Wei Yan, am a nobody, and I can't be famous in Changsha, so how can Liu Gongzi come to 'look up for a long time'." ”

At this time, Wei Yan, although he has a certain conceit that he has never met with talents, even he himself admits that he is an unknown person, but he would never have dreamed that Liu Feng's sentence of "long admiration" is not a simple politeness, in this world, I am afraid that only Liu Feng can use the word "long admiration" for him.

As soon as Fang spoke, Liu Feng felt that Wei Yan was not a person who was easy to get along with, but he didn't hate his surname, anyone who has great talent will definitely have a bit of a strange surname, and only those who are mediocre and inactive will eventually be cautious, for fear that they will behave differently from others.

In the face of Wei Yan's blunt attitude, Liu Feng didn't think it was strange, but smiled faintly: "Others like to chase after those who are famous all over the world, but I'm a little weird, I like to look for the gold buried in the dust, so the word 'long admiration' is not a mistake." ”

Liu Feng's compliment technique was almost close to the highest level, and the seemingly casual phrase "gold buried in the dust", like a pair of invisible hands, gently scratched Wei Yan's self-esteem hidden in the depths of his heart, and instantly made him feel an unprecedented impulse.

Wei Yan was slightly stunned, but he snorted coldly: "Liu Gongzi came all the way from Jiangxia, wouldn't he just say these few flattering words to me." ”

That fleeting look couldn't escape Liu Feng's eagle eyes, and he knew that his words had pierced Wei Yan's nerves.

He took a deep breath and said briskly: "I, Liu Feng, have never liked beating around the bush, and I believe the same is true for generals. Then I'll open the skylight and say something, the purpose of my single-handedness this time is to persuade the general to submit to my command. ”