Chapter 150: Good Spirits, Not Bad Spirits
"Nothing to say?Zhang Mumu, as far as you can see, what is the crime of Hua Zaicai's ten households?" Hua Feiyang looked back at Zhang Mumu in the corner and asked.
Zhang Mumu was silent for a moment: "Hua Zaicai is legal, but it is not reasonable, ruthless, and innocent. However, in the eyes of the shadow, there is only the young master and the law, and there is no reason to say it, we have no right to deal with it, please ask the young master to decide. ”
"It's legal, unreasonable, ruthless and innocent, since this matter can't be solved by legal reason, Luo Zhifen, this dagger is handed over to you, you can solve it privately, and you want to cut off your hands and feet. After Hua Feiyang finished speaking, he threw an extra dagger in his hand and threw it to the ground.
The hard bluestone was like tofu in front of the sharp dagger, and the dagger pierced the ground without a handle.
All eyes were on Roche Fen. I saw Luo Zhifen trembling to the dagger, picked it up, and glanced at Hua Zaicai, who was kneeling on the ground motionless.
On that day, if this man had started a little earlier, maybe a dozen brothers would have died less, and they were all brothers who had accompanied him for many years. Thinking of this, Luo Zhifen's originally soft heart suddenly hardened.
The dagger quickly slashed over Hua Zaicai's shoulder, and the imaginary blood splash did not appear, but there was an extra strand of hair on the ground.
"This matter has been revealed, and those who mention this matter in the future will not be spared!" Hua Feiyang looked at the hair on the ground and said with a sigh of relief.
"Young Master, let me go with me!" Before the army, Hua Tianyi stood next to Hua Feiyang's war horse, pleading in a low voice.
"Uncle Tianyi, your body hasn't recovered yet, Steven and William can follow me, in addition, your task is also very heavy, we have taken away five thousand military horses, and basically all the available soldiers have been withdrawn. It is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, and the stability and safety of the territory during this period of time will be entrusted to you!" Hua Feiyang comforted the old man in front of him with a bitter voice.
In the previous battle with Duoduo, the three great swordsmen were all injured, and in comparison, Hua Tianyi, who was the weakest, was the most seriously injured and the slowest to recover. So at the pre-war meeting, Hua Feiyang left Hua Tianyi at home, and he took almost all the troops in the territory, leaving only less than a thousand mobile troops under the command of Hua Tianyi.
Judging from the information summarized by all parties at present, the Huaxia Army does not have an advantage, even if the Samar Army has been wiped out by more than 1,000 people, there are still nearly 10,000 people, and there is at least one great sword master who is not lower than the seventh level earth system.
On the other hand, the Huaxia Army itself, two great sword masters, 5,000 people, including about 500 orcs, from the surface numbers, the Huaxia Army is a lot worse. After all, a great sword master can not be worth 5,000 men on a frontal battlefield.
Of course, what is not seen in a war is superficial, but a combination of a series of factors, such as time, location, people, weapons and equipment, strategy and tactics, cultural heritage, and character and luck.
"Soldiers, what should we do in the face of those who invaded my homeland, killed my brothers, and occupied my fertile land?" After persuading Hua Tianyi to retreat, Hua Feiyang rode his horse and came to the army.
"Sink them!" shouted the 5,000-strong army in unison.
"Let's go, let's sink them together, avenge our brothers, and fight to defend our homeland. Hua Feiyang pulled out his war knife and swung it north.
"Revenge, revenge, long live the young master!" the warrior was like a rainbow, and the army marched north.
Since the annihilation of the advance army, the Samar army did not press on a large scale and assault the entire territory of the Huaxia army, but retreated, only stationed near the four fortresses, and there were still three days of marching from Hua Feiyang's garrison to the wolf's tooth fort. The relatively conservative military posture of the Samar army really made the Huaxia army fall into passivity.
"Young master, we have crossed this high ground and we have arrived at the 'Great Plains of Iserlon', where we may have to be stationed tonight, and further on the edge of the 'Lost Swamp', the night is not very safe. Two days later, Steven rode over on the Storm Fire Pony and said to Hua Feiyang.
Hua Feiyang nodded and did not speak. During this time, Hua Feiyang's heart was a little frightened, it was an ominous premonition, and he felt that something was going to happen tonight.
has always been a good and not a bad spirit, Hua Feiyang has seen himself winning the lottery jackpot countless times in his dreams, and he has also had a premonition that he can win the lottery jackpot countless times, but the result is very cruel.
Hua Feiyang has been touching the prize since he was five years old, and when he was older, he bought a lottery ticket, and the biggest prize he won was 10 yuan.
But Hua Feiyang felt that he was going to be unlucky, and eighty percent of them could be realized. On the day when he was criticized by the old immortals, Hua Feiyang felt that his heart was beating terribly, and he really fell into bad luck.
After setting up camp, Hua Feiyang specially circled around the barracks twice, and saw that under Kemal's command, all the defense systems were prepared according to the highest standards of wartime.
In front of the defense master of the Huaxia Army, Hua Feiyang really didn't have any qualifications to point fingers, so he could only silently suppress his anxiety in the bottom of his heart.
Sure enough, in the middle of the night, the wind and clouds suddenly changed, the lightning and thunder above the lost swamp, the white fog lingered, the undead shouted grievances, ghosts were heavy, and the yin wind was gusting, and the scalps of Hua Feiyang and others who were watching were numb.
"Young Master, don't worry, this is a common thing in the Lost Swamp, you don't have to worry. "Shui Feiyang used to be stationed in this neighborhood for a while, so he called himself an expert in the area. This time against the orcs, although the injury was serious, but under the treatment of Hua Feiyang's Soul Rejuvenation Pill, it turned out to be the fastest recovery.
But maybe it's because Shui Feiyang's usual mouth is known for his poisonous tongue, and his speech is also a little smelly, but now it seems that this smell has expanded.
As soon as Shui Feiyang finished speaking, he saw that inside the Lost Swamp, the dense white mist that could drip water slowly spread out in all directions. And the largest regiment among them turned out to be in the direction of the Huaxia Army......
Others didn't think that the white mist was powerful, but in Hua Feiyang's perception, the white mist was simply a dense accumulation of outrageous magical elements. In Hua Feiyang's impression, there is definitely no good thing for any large-scale gathering of magic elements, the gathering of wind elements is strong wind, the gathering of water elements is heavy rain, and the gathering of earth elements is either earthquake or wild sand.
Thinking of the white mist as a magical element floating out of the Lost Swamp, as long as you are not stupid, you can guess that this is an undead element. In Hua Feiyang's Calamity Star Project, the first person found, a seven-year-old girl Dandan, was a necromancer with two-level peak abilities.
Dandan, a little girl without any training, can have such a big impact on the surroundings, if she is shrouded by the undead element, except for the fact that she can use a little undead magic, it is difficult to say, the rest will either rely on fighting spirit to carry it for a while, if you can't bear it, you can die a whole corpse, even if it is a Buddha manifestation.
Thinking of this, Hua Feiyang couldn't help but tremble with fright, and suddenly shouted regardless of it, "Brothers, pick up the guys, withdraw, hurry up." With that, he ran to the stable, took out his horse, and ran out.