Chapter 268: Pretending to be a Ghost (1)

The sky was clear and cloudless.

Thirty miles away from Wolong City, Xu Haifeng, Xiang Ming brothers, Li Guanying and others led a thousand northern Xinjiang warriors to line up here.

Their bodies were straight, and not a single one of them moved.

The scorching sun swayed with a scorching breath, and large beads of sweat flowed from their foreheads, from their vests, and from the hair of their bodies, like mucus, but they were still fully armed, and no one took it seriously.

In the distance, the sound of horses' hooves and wheels was heard.

The eyes of Xu Haifeng and the others lit up, and as the convoy marched, they could already see the two heavy and eye-catching coffins.

The figure of Fang Lingde's honest elder seemed to reappear in front of him at this moment, the benevolent elder, the brave and fearless warrior, and the loyal and unyielding Han generation of famous ministers, seemed to have been resurrected from Xu Haifeng's mind.

Xu Haifeng's heart was very stuffy, his ordinary heart had begun to fluctuate a little when he saw Fang Lingde's coffin, and as the carriage galloped in, it became more and more turbulent.

The originally dry eyes had a layer of mist, and the taste of teary eyes was not pleasant. Only now, he knew that although he had set foot in the realm of the Grandmaster, he was still a human being, a human with seven emotions and six desires. Fang Lingde, it turned out that this old man had such a heavy weight in his mind.

Xu Haifeng suddenly took three steps forward, lifted his robe, and knelt down in the direction of the convoy.

His actions were obviously unexpected by Xiang Ming and the others, but then, they stepped forward one after another, kneeling on the ground one after another, without words, without looking at them, which ...... It was a matter of course, and it was their reverence and guilt from the bottom of their hearts for the two old men.

A thousand men from the north of Xinjiang, regardless of their armor, their movements remained the same, they ignored the dust on their faces, tears were all over this avenue, facing the coffins of the two elders, facing the Huns who escorted the coffins, bent down their originally straight backs, bent their knees that had never knelt, and they knelt down heavily.

The carriage gradually approached, and the first person was the Hun general Maimaiti.

He had jumped off his horse and led the horse. The Huns are a heroic people, and both Fang Lingde and Li Bohu have won their respect for their actions.

"General Xu, on the orders of Shan Yu, I hereby return the bodies of General Fang and Commander Liu, please accept it." Maimaiti said loudly.

"I'm tired of the general." Xu Haifeng replied heavily, and there was no need for him to order, someone stepped forward to carry the two coffins away.

"Ahem...... cleared his throat, and Maimaiti said: "In the next place, in addition to returning the bodies of the two old generals, there is also something to offer." ”

"What?"

Maimaiti turned around and took a long package from the horse's back, and opened it layer by layer in front of everyone.

When the last layer of cloth was removed, a bright color appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and it was actually a bright Zhanger red tassel spear.

Li Guanying's breathing was suddenly suffocated, and then, he couldn't help biting his lower lip, in order not to make a choking sound, his teeth had sunk deep into the lip flap, and a wisp of bright red liquid flowed along the dry lips into his mouth, and there was a thick bitter smell of blood in his mouth.

His eyes were cold and focused, full of endless bitter hatred, and a breath of true qi slowly rose up, and he began to inhale again, and his breathing suddenly became rapid. His heart became more and more restless, and the monstrous hatred raged and wounded and tormented, and could not be controlled by reason.

Everyone's eyes were focused on him, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the red tassel spear in Maimaiti's hand, and he strode forward and came to Maimaiti's side.

Glancing at the young general quite sympathetically, Maimaiti said: "Uncle Ling is heroic, I admire it a lot, this gun is Uncle Ling's personal blade, Maimaiti doesn't dare to take it for himself, and now he is still with the young general." ”

From Maimaiti's hand, he took the bright silver and bronze spear that once frightened the hearts of the Huns. Li Guanying's hands were tightly gripping the handle of the gun, the bones on his knuckles protruded hideously, his face turned pale, he suddenly raised his head, and shouted: "Ah......"

This scream, which was torn with all his might, seemed to vent the deep pain in his heart.

The two big hands pressed on his shoulders respectively, and Li Guanying turned his head to see that it was Xiang Ming and Xu Haifeng, who looked at him with the same worry and heaviness in their eyes.

Reluctantly showing a smile that seemed to cry, the iron-blooded man clenched his fists at Maimaiti, and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "Thank you, General." ”

However, they did not know that on the slope of a small hill a mile away, more than a hundred people were sitting cross-legged, silent, without any sound.

Before them, a big man withdrew his gaze from afar and said, "Master Strategist, Maimaiti has already made contact with the lord. ”

"Hmm. Since it's here. Okay, just go ahead with the plan. Jiang Kongming said with a smile, his laughter seemed so confident.

The more than 100 people sitting cross-legged changed, they stretched out their palms and shook each other. In the middle of them is a weak woman who is charming and flattering.

She was none other than the only female member of all the Blood Drunkard warriors, Yuna Ito.

After receiving Jiang Kongming's order, she slowly sat down. All of the members of the team stared at each other almost at the same time, and their abilities had become one at this moment.

Maimaiti sighed and said, "General Xu, General Fang, Shan Yu's order, Maimaiti has been completed, and I will leave." ”

It is not surprising that Xu Haifeng and others are not allowed to enter the city, his trip is to escort the remains of two enemy generals to the western camp, and when everyone is grief-stricken, of course, he can go as fast as he can.

Staying here, even if Xu Haifeng and others are hindered by etiquette, they will not do anything to him, but the taste of being looked down upon and hated by others is not pleasant.

Xu Haifeng looked up at the sky, seemed to be aware, withdrew his gaze, looked at the burly Hun man, and said slowly and suddenly: "Please go back and bring a word to Mao Dun Shan Yu." ”

"General Xu, please speak."

"Shan Yu's feelings, Xu Mou's heart understands it, when he sends soldiers to the grassland and crusades against the nobles, he must spare him once to repay today's feelings." Xu Haifeng said loudly.

Maimaiti's face changed drastically, he took a step back and shouted: "General Xu, what is the reason for you to insult my lord?" ”

After glancing at Maimaiti, Xu Haifeng's faint voice sounded again: "Xu didn't intend to insult Mao Dun Shan Yu, but he just felt it and told the truth." ”

Maimaiti's face became more and more angry, his hand moved to his waist, and there was a crisp sound of "choking ......", and he was already drawing a knife in his hand.

"Look at the knife." With a loud shout, the blow that Maimaiti had condensed all his body strength had already slashed at Xu Haifeng's head.

However, his knife did not hit the target, because a bright silver spear with silver glimmering was already between the two.

Under the intersection of "Ding ......" knives and guns, a crisp and pleasant sound came out from afar.

"You don't deserve to let Grandmaster Xu do it, just let me learn it." Li Guanying's face tightened, and there was infinite murderous aura in his eyes.

"Okay, let me see the kung fu of the new owner of this silver spear." Maimaiti's face was hideous and terrifying, the corners of his mouth were cracked, and he gritted his teeth.

"Let's ...... slowly" Seeing that the two sides were about to break out, Xu Haifeng frowned and shouted loudly.

Xu Haifeng's identity is not trivial, even if it is reluctant, the two of them can only forcibly suppress the impulse to make a move.

"Maimaiti, you have traveled thousands of miles to protect the coffin, no matter what, we can't embarrass you this time, you can go." Xu Haifeng said loudly.

"On the grassland, there are no Huns who retreat. Since General Xu has offended Shan Yu Tianwei, Maimaiti can only ask for advice. "Maimaiti is stubborn and authentic.

"Asking for advice?" The corners of Xu Haifeng's mouth showed a hint of disdain, and said, "You?" ”

Maimaiti said: "Although Maimaiti's kung fu is not good, as long as you are in one breath, you must not be humiliated." ”

Xu Haifeng smiled slightly, slowed down his tone, and asked, "Maimaiti, do you believe in fate?" ”

was stunned, and he couldn't figure out why Xu Haifeng suddenly popped up such a question that was not related to cattle and horses, but he still shook his head and said: "I don't believe it, all Maimaiti believes is the bow and knife in his hand." ”

With an unpredictable smile, Xu Haifeng said calmly: "However, I believe, I believe that the spirits of these two old people in the sky will bless us to fulfill our promise." ”

At this moment, a sudden yin wind slowly blew, and the sun in the sky seemed to have lost its dazzling light and scorching energy.

Here, a mysterious force is enveloped.

"It's windy......" Xu Haifeng said lightly, the wind was getting stronger and stronger, but it gave people a cold feeling in this hot summer.

Xu Haifeng's hair fluttered in the wind, and his face was solemn and solemn: "Have you seen it, have you felt it?" This is the heavenly spirit of the two old men. ”

Maimaiti looked around in amazement, although he didn't know the power of the spirit, but such a significant change in the weather was visible to everyone, which made him even more suspicious and difficult to decide.

A commotion began to spread in the ranks, and both the thousand iron horsemen of the Han Dynasty and the escort of the Huns all felt a strange atmosphere.

It's just that their expressions are very different, although the Han army is full of shock, but their bodies are more and more erect, like officers and soldiers waiting for the supreme commander to review.

As for the Huns, they huddled together in a circle, and they watched the inexplicable changes around them in amazement, occasionally showing a hint of panic.

"Could it be...... Is there really a ghost? Maimaiti gasped, he had never been afraid of the sky or the earth, and for the first time in his life, a wisp of fear that could not be concealed rose from the bottom of his heart.