"Quick, open the gates of the city now!"

As soon as Yan Zhaolin gave the order, there was a commotion up and down the city gate, and several city gate guards hurriedly opened the city gate and welcomed Feng Yan into the city.

"Childe." Yan Zhaolin, who was dressed in heavy armor, walked down the city wall along the stone steps, looking at Feng Yan with joy and shock in his eyes.

Although he had already received Feng Yan's flying pigeon message, and knew that Feng Yan was going to come to the south, he still had a trace of doubts about this, and the emperor was afraid that he would not easily let Feng Yan leave the capital and go south.

Yan Zhaolin quickly calmed down and said, "Childe, please follow me to the General Soldier's Mansion to rest." ”

As he spoke, Yan Zhaolin neatly turned on his horse and took Feng Yan along the street all the way to the south of the city.

The temperature in Sinan City is much warmer than in the capital, obviously it is not yet February, but the weather is already warm as spring, and the oncoming breeze seems to be able to soothe the dust along the way.

On the streets, ordinary people and passers-by came and went, their eyes falling curiously on Yan Zhaolin and Feng Yan, and occasionally patrolling soldiers passed by.

Although the city is not as prosperous as the capital and Jiangnan, it also has the simplicity and enthusiasm of the southern towns, and the shops on the street are nearly half closed, and there is a faint touch of gloom.

The two went to the General Military Mansion in the center of the city together, and Yan Zhaolin directly invited Feng Yan to his study, and after letting his subordinates serve tea, he sent his subordinates back.

Only Yan Zhaolin and Feng Yan were left in the study.

"General Yan, I am quietly out of Beijing this time, and I can't stay here for a few days." Feng Yan was the first to speak.

Yan Zhaolin still has a bit of a feeling like he is in a dream, he took a sip of tea, settled down, and his thoughts flew around: since Feng Yan can come here "quietly" behind the emperor's back, there are nine times out of ten that there will be changes in the capital.

And this change is obviously a good thing for them.

The corners of Yan Zhaolin's mouth hooked, and he said, "Childe, the military power of the three cities of Sinan City, Pingyi City and Yexi City has all fallen into my hands. ”

The year before last, Feng Yan took advantage of the emperor's autumn hunt to ask Yan Zhaolin to talk about it in Linpu Town, that is, he asked him to bring troops to the south of the border, waiting for the opportunity to seize the power of the army in Sinan City, Qianzhou. Sinan City is the largest city in Qianzhou, and it is also a transportation hub, as long as you control Sinan City, you can spread to all parts of Qianzhou little by little as the center.

"Good." Feng Yan nodded slightly. As far as the southern realm is concerned, Yan Zhaolin is an outsider, and he has only been here for less than a year, and he can achieve such results, which has already exceeded Feng Yan's expectations.

After taking a sip of tea, Feng Yan asked, "General Yan, how is the battle with Nanhuai ahead?" ”

After Yan Zhaolin sorted out his thoughts, he said in an orderly manner:

"Our army and the Nanhuai people have been in a stalemate in several cities in the northeast of Xuanmeng Mountain for a year, and a few years ago, the Nanhuai people have made a series of surprise attacks, and they have fought more than a dozen battles."

"In my opinion, Dingjun City is probably in danger and is about to be lost."

"Freezing three feet, not a day's cold. In fact, in the past six months, the Nanhuai people have always had the upper hand, and it is not that the soldiers of our army are inferior, and the supply of grain, grass, herbs, war horses and weapons on the side of the imperial court is always untimely, procrastinating, and somewhat delaying the military situation......"

As he spoke, Yan Zhaolin's expression was very solemn.

As a general, a soldier, he can shed his blood for the court and the people, and die a well-deserved death, but because of some intrigues in some courts, it is really chilling to let innocent soldiers and people die in battle.

Feng Yan listened while drinking tea slowly, why the supply from the imperial court was delayed, he knew some reasons, it was not because after the eldest prince went south, the second prince and the third prince united their henchmen to secretly intrigue with each other, intending to make the eldest prince stumbling......

The corners of Feng Yan's lips drew a mocking arc, and he said casually: "Next, the rear supply should be much smoother." ”

Yan Zhaolin's heart jumped suddenly, and he had a feeling in his heart that this was indeed the case. Although he didn't know who else Gongzi would help in the court, it was obvious that that person was not simple and must be in power.

Also, the eldest princess of Anping and her son have been dormant for many years, if they are not a little sure, how can they act rashly!

Yan Zhaolin's eyes became extremely bright and sharp, like a sharp sword out of its sheath.

There was a moment of silence in the study, and then Yan Zhaolin proposed: "Childe, why don't I take you to the army to have a look......

Of course, Yan Zhaolin not only wanted to take Feng Yan to the military camp for a walk, but more importantly, he took this opportunity to let Feng Yan know a few of his cronies.

Feng Yan nodded in response. He originally had this plan, he took such a big risk, and it was naturally not just to meet Yan Zhaolin by traveling thousands of miles away.

The two of them didn't say much, and immediately set off from the General Military Mansion and went to the military camp in the west of the city.

Yan Zhaolin had already sent someone to deliver the message, and several senior generals in the battalion were waiting for them in the main hall, and the atmosphere was very delicate.

The seven or eight soldiers gathered here today are all Yan Zhaolin's confidants for many years, and all of them have had lifelong friendships on the battlefield. They were originally distributed in the three cities of Sinan City, Pingyi City and Yexi City, but this time it was also because Feng Yan was coming that Yan Zhaolin specially asked them to gather in the city.

With the arrival of Feng Yan, the air in the hall became more and more weird, and everyone's eyes fell on Feng Yan's body, including scrutiny, contempt, indifference, dissatisfaction, and hostility......

"Childe, please."

Yan Zhaolin directly gave up the position of the head to Feng Yan, which also made the atmosphere in the room tense and depressing.

All the generals frowned, and their unruly expressions seemed to say, what qualifications does this young man who has not even grown a beard have to sit on the top, and what qualifications does he have to make General Yan bow down.

Feng Yan didn't care at all, he had been trained in the Northern Army for two years, and he didn't feel uncomfortable with this kind of directness and rudeness in the army, but felt cordial.

The barracks are this kind of place, strength is king, soldiers will only obey the battlefield, have seen blood, and people with real strength have been like this throughout the ages.

Feng Yanluo generously took off his robe and sat down on the Taishi chair at the top, then looked around at the generals and said straight to the point: "I came here to defend Dingjun City. ”

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and Feng Yan's simple words made this hall explode in an instant.

The generals present have also been in the southern border for nearly a year, and they are all very clear about the current situation of the two armies, and the battle situation is not favorable to the Dasheng army.

A young player in his twenties said mockingly: "What a big breath! ”

Dingjun City is now about to be unable to hold it, even if they try their best to rescue, they will just take their lives to fill it!

The corners of the young general's mouth hooked a disdainful arc, and he said in his heart: Sure enough, he is just a son of a family who doesn't understand anything, such a person, where is it worthy of their surrender.

The other soldiers did not speak, but from the cold or contemptuous looks in their eyes, it was clear that they were thinking the same thing.

After all, for them, Feng Yan is just a son of a family who came out of nowhere, who is willing to obey him.

Feng Yan was still calm, his beautiful phoenix eyes were slightly raised, and he threw out an astonishing sentence: "I not only want to defend Dingjun City, but also take back Changxu City from the hands of Nanhuai people." ”

This sentence caused the generals in the hall to be in an uproar again.

It's been more than a year since Changxu City fell to the enemy, and it's not easy to take it back!

Another dark-skinned middle-aged soldier couldn't help but rudely put down the teacup in his hand, and the sound of "pop" was especially loud in the hall.

The middle-aged soldier sneered at Feng Yan and said, "Young man, it's better to be a little self-aware!" It's on paper, it's the way, it's really on the battlefield, don't you be scared?! ”

Yan Zhaolin frowned slightly, these soldiers and ruffians under his command didn't speak lightly in front of him on weekdays, but today they were so rude to Gongzi.

He was about to speak, but Feng Yan had already spoken one step ahead of him: "No matter how nice the words are, they are empty words, and when you go to the battlefield, you will naturally see the truth." ”

The young general applauded his palms, stood up, and looked at Feng Yan defiantly, "Childe said this well, this is on the battlefield, and it is a real chapter with 'real kung fu'." He deliberately increased the volume on the three words "real kung fu", "I am leaning on the next land, I don't know if I can be lucky enough to learn the skills of the child." ”

He arched his hand casually at Feng Yan, unconcealing the contempt in his expression.

He didn't think that this kind of golden and noble boy brother could have any real kung fu, it was just some fists and embroidered legs, and if he was subdued and scared, the other party would naturally know that it was powerful.

The battlefield is killed by real knives and real guns, this boy with fine skin and tender flesh who looks like a drama will not think that fighting a war is like singing!

Lu Tianzhi pursed his lips, and his fists began to itch.

Feng Yan calmly looked at the young general, stood up, and dusted off his robe carelessly, "It's okay, I haven't moved my hands and feet for a few days." It's time to loosen your muscles. ”

Feng Yan hooked his lips and smiled, his handsome face was full of energy, and he was full of bamboo in his chest, and his expression seemed to say, you can use any means.

Yan Zhaolin didn't have a chance to speak at all, and things developed to this point inexplicably.

Yan Zhaolin hesitated for a moment in his heart, and decided to let the son decide by himself.

The other people present didn't know anything about Feng Yan, but Yan Zhaolin knew that Feng Yan was carefully raised by the eldest princess of Anping and Wen Wuchen, and he also knew that Feng Yan had been trained in the Northern Army for two years, and he was not the kind of person who talked about war on paper and talked wildly.

Since Childe is in the fight, he thinks he knows it......

Although Yan Zhaolin was also afraid that Lu Tianzhi's stunned bruise would hurt Feng Yan, however, thinking of what they were trying to do, a solemn look appeared between Yan Zhaolin's eyebrows, knowing that this was a great opportunity for Feng Yan to establish his authority.

In the middle of their thoughts, Feng Yan and Lu Tianzhi had already strode out of the hall and came to the courtyard outside.

Outside the hall was a large open space, or rather, a small martial arts arena, empty.

There were rows of weapon racks filled with various weapons on each side of the martial arts arena, and Lu Tianzhi casually took a silver red tasseled spear from the weapon rack.

The young general wore a simple blue and white robe, and when the wind blew, his jet-black hair, bright red long tassels and light clothes fluttered in the wind, and he hunted and hunted, and his indescribable spirit was high.

He looked at Feng Yan proudly and said, "Please." ”

Feng Yan still strolled and smiled heartily, and also picked a weapon from the weapon rack.

It was a long, shiny black whip, thicker than a human thumb, and when it was shaken, it shook the air with a sharp cracking sound.

The corners of Lu Tianzhi's mouth hooked a disapproving arc.

Swords and guns are sharp weapons on the battlefield, and the whip is also made by the girl's family, on the battlefield, can this whip be used to kill the enemy?!

Sure enough, this is just a self-righteous boy who has practiced a little martial arts and learned some art of war.

Lu Tianzhi held the spear in his hand, hugged his fist at Feng Yan, and said "Please advise", followed by a low shout, twisted his wrists, and the spear in his hand vibrated and attacked Feng Yan like a thunderbolt.

The spear vibrated in the air, with a buzzing sound.

Feng Yan was still not in a hurry, his body turned to the right side, and he easily avoided the other party's blow, and at the same time, the black whip in his hand rolled towards Lu Tianzhi's spear like a spirit snake coming out of a hole.

The corners of Lu Tianzhi's mouth were tightened, and his cold pupils flashed with a palpitating cold glow, and the spear somehow flicked it and shook off the long whip that sealed the flames.

The spear was as fast as an arrow off the string, and when attacking, there was not much fancy marksmanship, and every blow was sharp, concise, and murderous.

This is a marksmanship that has been tempered on the battlefield, with blood and murderous intent.

Several soldiers watching the battle were all amazed, and they all knew Lu Tianzhi's marksmanship, and he was known as Zhao Yun's reincarnation.

The spear stabbed straight towards Feng Yan's chest, like a bamboo, so fast that everyone who watched had a feeling that it was impossible to avoid at all.

The silver tip of the spear was getting closer and closer to Feng Yan, less than an inch......

The die is cast.

The corners of Lu Tianzhi's mouth curled up slightly proudly, however, in the next moment, he felt a tightness around his waist, and someone exclaimed next to him: "Xiao Lu", before he could react to what was going on, he felt that the sky was spinning for a while, and the whole person actually flew out......

The blue sky met Lu Tianzhi's eyes, he had never found that the sky in the south was so blue, and his mind was almost blank.

Bang!

Lu Tianzhi's back fell heavily on the bluestone brick floor, and the familiar pain woke him up from his confusion.

The spear in his hand also came out of his hand, and with a bang, the spear fell to the ground.

He was defeated.

This realization clearly appeared in his mind, and there was a feeling that he was in a dream.

He was defeated in the opponent's hands in less than ten moves!

In the courtyard, there was silence, only the sound of the whirring wind echoed in everyone's ears.

Several soldiers were silent, and if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they couldn't believe the scene in front of them.

Feng Yan casually flicked the whip, and the silver spear on the ground was rolled up by him with a whip, and then grabbed it and held the spear in his hand.

"Are you convinced?!" Feng Yan looked around at the generals and said with a smile, "If you don't accept it, just go together!" ”

The young man's voice was clear, his phoenix eyes were bright and firm, and his expression naturally exuded a kingly spirit.

Yan Zhaolin looked at Feng Yan in a daze, and for a moment, through Feng Yan, he seemed to see another person, the old man he admired.

But at this moment, Yan Zhaolin couldn't help but feel a subtle sigh in his heart: Feng Yan is "his" son after all!

Yan Zhaolin's heart seemed to set off a turbulent wave, rising and falling violently.

However, listening to the same words in the ears of others, it was a different feeling, although those soldiers felt that Feng Yan was indeed extraordinary in martial arts, but he wanted to challenge them all with the power of one person, that is, he was frivolous, and he was not self-sufficient.

Several soldiers glanced at each other, and they had reached a consensus, and one of them said loudly: "Okay, then we have to learn something." ”

A group of soldiers took their weapons one after another and rushed up, only Yan Zhaolin and Lu Tianzhi watched quietly.

This time, Feng Yan took the gun with a whip and shot back, the gun was like a long stick, and hit one of them the back.

"Smack!"

The gun slammed against the armor with a crisp thud, and the man snorted and fell to the ground.

When the same spear arrived in Feng Yan's hand, it was as if it had changed into a weapon, as if it were a part of his body, and when it was waved, the cold stars were dotted, and the silver light was shining, piercing, stabbing, tartling, slashing, and wrapping...... Motionless as a mountain, moving as thunder.

One after another, the soldiers were hit by the spears like lightning and thunder, some swept across the abdomen, some were hit in the shin of the calf, some hit the chin with a shot, and some took three steps back and simply raised their hands in surrender......

In the courtyard, everyone fell in all directions, staggering, and they didn't shout one by one.

This scene made Yan Zhaolin a little funny, on the one hand, he was amazed by Feng Yan's marksmanship, and on the other hand, he also felt that his subordinates should also learn some lessons.

"Childe, good marksmanship." Yan Zhaolin stroked his palms and praised, laughed, and asked Feng Yan to go back to the hall and sit down.

The others also returned to their seats one after another, describing them as a little embarrassed or embarrassed, as if they were flowers and leaves without water, and a little wilted.

Feng Yan looked around at everyone again with a calm expression, and said with a smile: "Can you listen to me carefully now?" ”

Everyone was silent, or rather speechless.

Seeing this, the smile in Yan Zhaolin's eyes became even stronger, and he was relieved in his heart: Gongzi is really the blood of the master, and he has the demeanor of the master.

Feng Yan looked at everyone and said again: "We not only want to keep Dingjun City, but also take Changxu City back." ”

His voice was neither light nor heavy, but it echoed in everyone's ears like thunder, and the murderous aura that burst out at that moment made everyone stunned, and some soldiers had vaguely felt that this handsome young man was not an ordinary nobleman, he was also on the battlefield and rolled in the pile of dead!

The atmosphere in the hall has undergone a subtle change compared to before, some people are slightly moved, some people are surprised, some people are doubtful, and some people are noncommittal......

Lu Tianzhi snorted unceremoniously: "Then I'll wait and see!" "The battlefield is unpredictable, and it is not only the personal strength of a military general that is tested, but also the ability to lead soldiers!

Feng Yan hooked his lips and smiled, his handsome face shining like the rising sun with a light that was almost impossible to look at, and he was full of spirit.

After a moment of silence in the room, another middle-aged soldier asked, "Dare to ask what Gongzi has planned?" ”

The eyes of the others also looked at Feng Yan in unison, wanting to see what kind of opinion he had before he dared to speak out in public.

Feng Yan looked outside, his ears moved slightly, and he said inexplicably: "It should be almost there." ”

What do you mean?! Everyone looked at each other in confusion, and even Yan Zhaolin couldn't figure out what kind of medicine was being sold in Feng Yan's gourd.

Suddenly, there was a sound of hurried footsteps accompanied by the sound of armor colliding, and a soldier ran panting, rushed into the hall, and said with his fists clenched: "General Yan, the grain and grass have arrived!" ”

This news made everyone, including Yan Zhaolin, breathe a sigh of relief, they had already been living in tight clothes and food, and if the grain and grass didn't come again, they really couldn't pick it up.

Feng Yan's eyes narrowed with a smile, and he ordered, "Let people bring all the grain and grass." ”

The soldier was stunned and looked at Yan Zhaolin intuitively, Yan Zhaolin nodded slightly, signaling him to go.

The soldier hurried and hurried away.

Lu Tianzhi's mouth let out a disdainful cold snort, and said in his heart: It's really a son, I really don't know! It's just grain and grass, and it's all like watching a lively scene.

After a while, there was a roaring sound of wheels rolling in the direction of the gate, and it was noisy and harsh.

Seeing that a cart of grain and grass was pulled to the martial arts arena outside the hall one after another, everyone in the hall also went out.

This time, fifty or sixty carts of grain and grass arrived, filling up this originally empty martial arts arena.

The general who came to deliver the grain and grass this time was a tall man in his forties, and when he rode his horse to the front and back, he turned over and dismounted vigorously, and walked straight to Yan Zhaolin.

"Xin ......" worked hard.

Yan Zhaolin only said a word, and saw the other party clasping his fists and looking at Feng Yan, and saluted respectfully: "Son, please." The tall man stretched out his hand to Feng Yan to make a petition.

All the soldiers were stunned, completely unclear about the situation, only a spark faintly flashed in Yan Zhaolin's eyes, yes, the son came all the way, and there must be a follow-up.

In the eyes of everyone with different expressions, Feng Yan followed the tall man to a cart of grain and grass, and the tall man roughly ordered the two soldiers: "Pour down the grain and grass." ”

The two pro-soldiers worked together to dump the bags of grain and grass on the cart to the ground.

followed Feng Yan forward, and after knocking on the car with his right fist, he lifted a wooden plank.

All the generals, including Yan Zhaolin, looked over curiously, and only after this look, they found that the grain trucks were all sandwiches, and there were poles of firearms in the mezzanine.

The crowd was in a commotion like a colony of ants, half of them didn't know what it was, and half of them vaguely felt that it looked familiar.

This is a firebolt.

Yan Zhaolin, as a dignified soldier in a state, had of course seen the fire gun, but the appearance of this fire gun was completely different from what he had seen before, smaller, more delicate, and more complicated.

"It's a firebolt." Feng Yan obviously saw Yan Zhaolin's mind and affirmed his guess.

As he spoke, Feng Yan casually picked up a firearm, skillfully filled the iron pellet and gunpowder, and then aimed at a certain ginkgo tree not far away and pressed the trigger.

"Bang!"

It was as if there was a thunderclap on the ground, and as if something had collapsed, and it seemed that even the ground beneath their feet shook.

Everything was so fast that everyone's eyes couldn't catch it at all, only to see that a black shadow seemed to shoot out of the fire gun, and the next moment, they saw that the fire gun in Feng Yan's hand was smoking, and the trunk of the ginkgo tree dozens of zhang away had been shot out of a hole, and the whole tree was trembling incessantly, making a "clapping" sound, and the new shoots that had just emerged from the branches fell down like rain......

The crowd was stunned.

Yan Zhaolin was also shocked, unable to speak for a long time.

The human body is just a mortal fetus of the flesh, and the trees more than twenty feet away can still be shot through, let alone people!

Yan Zhaolin swallowed his saliva, couldn't help but take out a firebolt from the sandwich of the grain and grass cart, pad it, and said in disbelief: "This firebolt is much lighter than the one I've seen before. ”

"A normal firebolt needs to be used by two people together, loading the projectile, filling the gunpowder, and then igniting the fuse, the steps are extremely cumbersome, so that its applicability is not as good as the bow and crossbow, and it has not been able to be popularized, but this firearm has no these shortcomings at all."

"It's even more powerful!"

The more Yan Zhaolin spoke, the brighter his eyes became, he didn't expect Feng Yan to send such a treasure at all.

For the soldiers who fought on the battlefield, the divine weapon was equivalent to a rare treasure, and Yan Zhaolin was completely unwilling to let go of it when he held it in his hand, and he couldn't put it down and touched it in the east and west.

Several other generals were also eager to try it and wanted to grab it and have fun.

"Moreover, it can also fire three bullets in a row." Feng Yan smiled and said again, so proud that his tail was almost facing the sky, this was the fire gun that his Zhen Zhen had improved specifically for him, and it was naturally not a mortal thing!

The generals gasped, and their eyes brightened.

Feng Yan smiled and said, "General Yan, there are a thousand fire guns here, do you think we can take Changxu City?" ”

Everyone's eyes were so shocked that they almost didn't pop out, their hearts were pounding and their eyes were bright, and there seemed to be a raging fire burning in their eyes, and everyone had the same thought in their hearts.

They sure can!

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