For Han Feng, it might be easier for only him and Zhan Fan to fight four thousand pirates than to bring in three hundred people. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The kung fu of these 300 people is uneven, and there is no discipline, and the most terrible thing is that there are a few mountain bandits who don't know where they speak, and they can't even understand the official language.

Since you are the leader of these rabble, you have to be responsible for these people. Although Han Feng was used to seeing life and death on the battlefield, he didn't feel that he could be sent to death by these people casually. In any case, if he dragged them into the water with him, he had to do everything in his power to minimize their casualties.

On weekdays, he and Zhan Fan both use force to kill and kill, and never talk about strategy. On Hongyuan, as a division commander, he commanded thousands of people, but he only rigidly followed the military orders from above, and had no ideas of his own. Although there were only three hundred people under his command now, less than one-third of what they used to be, Han Feng knew that this was the biggest test of his military ability.

When it comes to military tactics, Zhan Fan scoffs.

The same sentence, when said at another time, makes people feel the opposite.

When he was in Xiaoningshan, in the face of Song Bin's aggressive questioning, Zhan Fan said "Of course kill all the way through" to respond to all changes without changing and deal with it without leaking, Han Feng was secretly enjoying listening to it, but when Han Feng and Zhan Fan discussed the strategy, Zhan Fan also replied with a sentence of "kill all the way through", which made it difficult for Han Feng to suppress the urge to smoke him.

Zhan Fan didn't understand Han Feng's thoughts: "Why are you taking so many people with you? According to me, let those mountain bandits guard Xiaoning Mountain, protect those people, and guard against pirates who sneak over." The two of us killed all the way, easily, where did there be so much trouble. ”

Han Feng held back his anger and reasoned with Zhan Fan patiently: "When we were in Xiaoning Mountain, the person surnamed Song was threatened by us, so he naturally stayed on the mountain honestly. But if we leave, who dares to guarantee that he will continue to protect the villagers, and we can't really let the villagers go with him as mountain bandits. Besides, just the two of us, where can we kill more than 4,000 pirates?"

"Eh!" Zhan Fan pursed his lips, his face full of disdain, "Brother Han, don't increase the prestige of others and destroy your own morale." Those pirates are so common to me that even if I were to go, I would have killed all 4,000 of them. ”

Han Feng didn't expect that his serious words would turn into a radical plan, what he was most afraid of at this time was that this little prince would secretly go to the pirates at night without saying a word, so he even persuaded Zhan Fan to live in a tent with him at night.

Zhan Fan was a person who had no requirements for food, clothing, housing and transportation, and when he heard that the number of tents was not enough, he honestly squeezed a small tent with Han Feng. His heart is like a light and a moon, nothing exists, as soon as it is time to sleep at night, he will lie down for a moment, close his eyes and snore, Rao is Han Feng and other people who are used to the army, and they also admire him.

It takes four days to ride a horse from Xiaoning Mountain to Tianmu Lake, and now most of the three hundred people can't do it, in order to take care of their footsteps, Han Feng and Zhan Fan also slowed down their horses, if so, it takes seven or eight days to get there in four days. Zhan Fan had to complain several times a day about this speed, and while the mountain bandits were counted down by him, looking at Yizhang Hei and Jiuzhuo's gaze became very complicated.

Even if you are not a master of Soma, you can tell that Jiuzhuo and Yizhang Hei are not ordinary Chihua, Mang San'er was taken aback when he first saw the two mounts, and then scolded without concealment: "His grandmother's, I knew that you were riding this **, I shouldn't have accosted you on the mountain that day!"

Song Bin naturally wouldn't be as quick as Mang San'er, he only smiled silently, and then looked away, as if he couldn't see the two good horses at all. At this time, Bai Tong opened his mouth to remind Han Feng that there was no doubt in his words: "He should know your identity." ”

The identity of the reinforcements was known to Song Bin, and it was not unexpectedly for Han Feng. After all, apart from the garrison of the Windy City Huadu, where else could he get such a good Chihua? Song Bin probably didn't know that there were a group of horse guards under Ma Wang Peak.

It's just that Han Feng doesn't care about these things now. Even if Song Bin knew the identities of him and Zhan Fan, what could he do? Will he say it? That would not be half good for the mountain bandits. First, the 200 mountain bandits out of the 300 people couldn't beat him and Zhan Fan; on the other hand, the two of them left a good impression on the villagers, even if the villagers knew the truth at this time, they would only think that the people in the government were not bad, and they would even question the purpose of the mountain bandits.

On this day, the sky was dark, and the autumn rain was coming, and the autumn wind was getting tighter. Han Feng and Zhan Fan couldn't feel that the weather was getting colder, but the mountain bandits and the villagers wrapped their clothes tightly, shrunk their heads, and walked forward tremblingly after Jiuzhuo and Yizhang's black buttocks.

The road in the distance was gray, and he couldn't see anything clearly, but Jiu Zhuo suddenly paused, as if he smelled some danger.

Immediately afterward, Ichijo also stopped.

Several villagers followed closely behind the second horse, their heads locked in their clothes, and they didn't notice that the two horses didn't stop, so they hit the horse's buttocks directly, and jumped to the side in shock, and Jiuzhuo impatiently picked up the stump.

Fortunately, Erma knew that these people were "his own people" and did not make a ruthless move.

Han Feng and Zhan Fan steadied their mounts and looked at the end of the road with alertness.

Most of the people who can scare Jiuzhuo will not be pirates. This was Han Feng's most direct thought, since he was not a pirate, what else could be so terrifying around here?

However, before his thoughts could be finished, a fierce beast roar sounded, like a wind and clouds, attacking the three hundred people!

As soon as he turned around and was about to run, Zhan Fan hurriedly pulled the reins and forcibly pulled the horse. Zhan Fan is not afraid of the sky and the earth on weekdays, but in the face of the roar of the waves, he is still a little discolored, but if he retreats, he will no longer be Zhan Fan.

He took a deep breath and howled in the wind.

The roar of the fierce beast and the clear roar of Zhan Fan were like two teams of centaurs killing in mid-air, and they were in full swing. The mountain bandits and villagers who were watching were fascinated by the listening, and suddenly did not know where they were.

Most of them had witnessed Han Feng and Zhan Fan's heroic appearance of killing pirates, and they also knew that the kung fu of these two people had reached the point of perfection, and they could only look up and could not get close. No matter how powerful they are, they kill people with swords, and there are traces of every move and style, these are all kung fu used by "people", even if they are amazing, they are not very awe-inspiring.

But now this long howl is completely different.

The roar was like thunder, like a flash torrent, and like the might of heaven and earth, forming a barrier in front of everyone, blocking all the roars from the opposite side, and even vaguely gaining the upper hand.

Naturally, the beast could make such a roar, and it was not a vegetarian good. Its intention was thwarted, and it immediately became angry, and increased its strength by three points, and the roar actually brought out the hum of gold and iron, which made Zhan Fan's face pale.

It was rare to see that Zhan Fan was invincible, and Han Feng was about to open his mouth to help him, but suddenly felt that there was a little familiarity in this howling.

He remembered what had happened on Hongyuan nearly a year ago. It was late at night, and it was pitch black. He ran desperately south, but found an active Rong Qiang wolf riding not far away. These people were fighting with the wolves, and they were about to become the wolves' belly, but they were saved by three roars.

Those three roars, the first one was a tiger's roar, exactly the same as the one I heard today!

Han Feng's eyes flashed in a trance and a heart-wrenching smile, he looked deeply ahead, and then with a twist, he actually urged the horse away.

Rao is Jiuzhuo was bold, and he was also taken aback by the master's order.

It is the king of horses, and it is the king of horses. It can fight lions and leopards, and it can kick a spotted tiger to death...... But the other party is also a king.

The other party is the king of tigers, and he is the king of tigers.

No matter how powerful the horse is, it is just a horse after all, no matter how capable it is, it can only turn around and run for its life in front of the Tiger King.

Jiuzhuo was not subdued by Han Feng, so he had his own subjective judgment of turning around and leaving, but for some reason, at this time, he would rather follow the "stupid" man on his body to try his luck and try what the result of a moth fighting a fire would be.

Maybe it was because this feeling made it feel very novel, or maybe it was because Han Feng's order was very resolute, in short, Jiu Zhuo rushed forward without hesitation. It walked so suddenly, even when the red shadow first moved, it made Zhan Fan's whistling pause.

The whistling sound that sounded again was no longer as clear as it had been at the beginning, and Han Feng vaguely heard an astringent sound in this voice, knowing that Zhan Fan had reached the end of the crossbow. As soon as he gritted his teeth, he kicked Jiuzhuo's horse's belly even harder, and Jiuzhuo let out a long neigh, and "burned" into the distance with a fiery red light.

Jiuzhuo's feet were so fast, and the official road that seemed to stretch to where it didn't know where it was swept by it in a few steps. In the eyes of the people behind, it looked like a knife with a fire that slashed into the gray mist, and then disappeared into the mist.

At the moment when Jiuzhuo's figure disappeared, the tiger's roar finally stopped.

Zhan Fan only felt a sweet smell in his throat, he swallowed a few mouthfuls of foam to make sure that he would not vomit blood in front of everyone, then he looked into the distance with a pale face, and said to Song Bin: "Brother Song, send ten people to follow me, and let's go over there to have a look." ”

This is the first time that Zhan Fan has asked for help. Song Bin almost suspected that he had heard it wrong, he was stunned, and then turned around and ordered ten mountain bandits with big shoulders and round waists, surrounding Yizhang Hei. And Zhan Fan was just about to give the order to set off, but he heard another voice in the fog.

This time it was no longer the roar of the beast, but the sound of the flute. The sound of the flute flowed through his body like a gurgling spring, moistening his heart, making his already painful heart feel much more comfortable in an instant, and the taste of blood in his mouth slowly faded, leaving only an inexplicable fragrance, making people drowsy and relaxed.

Zhan Fan has never relaxed a day when he has lived so big, so although this feeling is comfortable, there is a fear that he does not dare to ask for. He shook his head and looked at the people around him, seeing that they all showed expressions of physical and mental comfort, knowing that the sound of the flute was not malicious, but Han Feng was stuck on the other side of the road, no matter what, he had to go and see what was going on.

A black turned into a black shadow and rushed to the end of the road.

Breaking through the fog, a little fairy held a white jade flute in her hand, and was looking at the handsome man riding on the red horse with a puzzled face: "You...... How did you know Shirayuki?"

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