Chapter 88: The Return of the Prince (8)
In the war between the two countries, if either side does not have the slightest selfishness, it is false.
The look in Han Feng's eyes looked at the map in his hand like a pool of death, and he said along with the others, "Congratulations to the general." ”
Han Feng was the only one among the infantry captains who could read a lot, so as a representative, he could follow these generals to read the map together.
Out of the tent, he was not blatantly silent, but his gentle eyes gradually deepened and deepened.
He felt that he was living more and more passively day after day, the soldiers of Liguo were trying to find a way to fight, and as a prince, he couldn't do anything except wrap himself in layers.
Yu Jiang's attitude towards himself is much better than that of ordinary soldiers, but this does not mean anything.
Han Feng could always feel the inquiring gazes of Yu Jiang and Chai Jin on his body, intentionally or unintentionally, and looked at him one by one.
And he couldn't do anything except pretend he didn't know, and he couldn't do it.
He was not a coward, and he had thought of dying with these people, but it was impossible for him to do it himself.
And he also remembered the map of Chen Guo, some terrain, which was the key to winning the war.
So he still had to carry it, and sometimes looking at the scars on his arms, he felt so cruel that he felt hateful.
But when Lu Cheng and Qiu Lian accompanied him, he felt that they were all living people, and they all had parents and children.
The mistakes of the royal family led to them being forced to go to war, and on the battlefield, how innocent they were.
The map was not in Han Feng's hand, so Han Feng came out just to tell the other infantry captains what they had seen inside the tent.
Since he went to the battlefield, he began to never gather again, so he left alone.
At night, the soldiers of the camp were called up.
After telling them how to attack in the direction of the raid, he ordered the soldiers to put on their armor and prepare to go out of the city gate at any time.
Han Feng and the other six infantry captains rode behind the generals, and behind them were the soldiers who had divided their ranks.
Even the moon was hidden in the clouds, with only a few stars twinkling on the dark flannel.
The city gate opened quietly, and Yu Jiang took the lead out of the city gate and crossed the drawbridge that was lowered at some point.
No matter how lightly the crowd was, they couldn't stand the crowd, so much so that in the raging wind and snow, the sound of the soldiers could still be heard.
Han Feng discerned the direction.
followed Yu Jiang to the gate of Liguo.
Liguo is no longer in the city, but for convenience, near the city wall of Chen Guo, a simple fence was made of wood.
and two high platforms for two soldiers to keep watch.
The two soldiers were frozen and squatted under the sheltered platform, faintly feeling that there were many people on the ground, but because they were confident enough in their country's borders, and they were also very confident in the ability of Chen Guo's generals to lose battles one after another.
So I really didn't take Chen Guo as a big deal and took it to heart.
So when they found out, it was too late.
Chen Guo's soldiers had already lit the arrows with fire breakers, and in this way, the burning arrows were shot directly into the barracks.
In an instant, countless fires pierced the night sky, and when they landed in the military camp of Liguo, it didn't take long for the flames to rage.
It was as if the sky was going to burn out a big hole.
Han Feng watched this scene, clenched the bow and arrow in his hand, and compared the bow and arrow to the back of Yu Jiang's helmeted head.
However, he had already taken aim, but was pulled by Huang Jin beside him, "You better not shoot, you can't be a person on the battlefield, seeing that the fire in the military camp of Liguo has been ignited, let's go straight to the military camp." ”
There are only a few pairs of small soldiers in Liguo who are fleeing from Zhang Huang, and some are fighting fires, and there are no big officials in the exchange.
Han Feng looked at the people of his Liguo and felt sorry for these soldiers.
So he aimed his bow and arrow at Yu Jiang's helmet again, he gritted his teeth, and actually struggled inwardly.
Yu Jiang is a good general, but it's a pity that the two countries are opposed.
Just as he was about to make a move, his shoulders were suddenly grabbed.
He jerked his head up, and before he could see the man, he aimed the bow and arrow in his hand at the man above his head.
The man dodged Han Feng's arrow on his forehead and said to Han Feng, "You really dare to shoot me!" Don't you even know your savior? ”
A lifesaver?
Han Feng frowned, and then heard it from the voice.
He threw his weapon and grabbed Wei Lin with both hands.
Wei Lin grabbed Han Feng by the shoulders and pulled him up from the horse.
Because he was carrying Han Feng, he was not good at talking, and in the night, under the noses of everyone, he took Han Feng out of the crowd.
When it was just dawn in the morning, Wei Lin was at the gate of the city not far from the Lujiang River in Liguo, and pushed Han Feng down from a branch that was not too high.
Han Feng spread his arms and fell on the soft snowdrift, a heartfelt smile bloomed, and he gasped for white heat, "Thank you for saving me, Wei Lin." ”
His eyes looked at the blue and white sky, and he hadn't looked at the sky so comfortably for a long time.
As soon as the words fell, Wei Lin jumped down from the tree and fell directly on Han Feng's body.
Han Feng, who was smashed, felt his back take a breath, and waited for Wei Lin to roll aside from him, and kicked him in the leg again.
He still felt that this breath was not even, and he still felt that he couldn't breathe.
After a while, he stroked his hand to his lungs, "Weilin, you take revenge on me." ”
Then he laughed, because he knew in his heart that if Wei Lin could hate himself and take revenge on himself so much, it could only show that Geng Yue had not changed his mind.
He turned over, felt that his body was no longer painful, and looked sideways at Wei Lin, "Hey, you said fair play." ”
"Don't laugh in front of me." Wei Lin rolled his eyes and said, "Are you willing to come to save you?" Let me tell you, the little girl can't think about what you want, I took her to see Lang Zhong, and Lang Zhong said that she was depressed. ”
Then he sat up and heard the soldiers on the wall of the upper city of Liguo shouting to him, "Master Wei, I will open the city gate for you." ”
Wei Lin waved his hand and said, "I've been running all night, I can't run anymore." ”
At this time, the general of Liguo appeared behind the soldier, and the general of Liguo was gray in his temples, followed by a young general in his twenties.
The old general arched his hand at Han Feng and said, "I haven't seen His Highness Hetai for a long time. ”
"General Gong Shao!" Han Feng stood up, raised the corners of his lips at him, and waved his hand, "I am very similar to you." ”
"The old minister is also very similar to you, His Highness Hetai. Please wait a moment, and the old minister will pick you up. General Gong Shao was still quite strong, and he walked down the city wall wearing a suit of armor.
Wei Lin also stood up at this time, inserting his waist, "I took you for most of the night last night with light skills, you are not tired, but what about me, let two people carry me in." ”
Han Feng's eyes were watery, he looked sideways at Wei Lin, and patted him on the shoulder, "I'm sorry, I forgot you." ”