Chapter Twenty-Eight: Promoted to Divisional Commander

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That tribe seemed to have been abandoned by the Rong tribe, and there were only old and weak women and children in the tribe, and there was almost no resistance, so they were served by the prodigal soldiers.

More than fifty old people, twenty children, and seventy women were tied together and sent to Huang Jidu.

The Sui Army was the main attack this time, and Han Feng, as a partial lieutenant, was also standing behind those "trophies" and looked at Huang Jidu.

What Huang Jidu said in his mouth was Rong Xuan, and no one in the prodigal soldiers could understand it, and Han Feng was also confused. I saw that some of those captives nodded to Huang Ji, and a few of them whimpered, as if begging for mercy. But Huang Jidu sank his face, waved his hand, and said to Chu Jifeng: "Master Chu, take these people out and kill them." ”

Chu Jifeng took the order and let Han Feng and the others pull these captives out of the tent. However, he killed all the old men and children and burned their bodies, while the women were concentrated in several tents.

So, for the rest of the night, Han Feng kept listening to the screams of women and the wheezing of men coming from the tent not far away.

Those voices were like strong medicine, which made the prodigal soldiers of the entire army red-faced and red-hearted, and their hearts were beating non-stop. Many young people could not stand the noise, and from time to time some would sneak out of the tent and run to the tent where the prisoners were kept. Han Feng only felt his temples jump hard. He naturally wanted to go, but thinking that Yi Nu was poisonous, and he didn't know if these Rong women had other weirdness, he forced his desire down, only closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, trying to think about other things.

He didn't move, and the other people who slept in the same tent as him naturally didn't have a good time getting up. However, the itching was unbearable, more than a dozen people stayed up until midnight, and seeing that the captain had not yet gotten up, Luo Xing finally opened his mouth first: "The Rong people snatched all our Yi women, and now that we have robbed their women, it should be our turn to retaliate." What do you say?"

Han Feng had the heart to dissuade him, but when the words came to his lips, he didn't know what to say, so he simply pretended to be asleep and didn't say a word. Luo Xing thought that he was really asleep, so he pushed him twice, and when he saw that he didn't react, he glanced at the other people around him, and several people ran out secretly.

Looking at the figures they had sneaked out, Han Feng secretly pursed his mouth. Now that there are few people in the tent and the quilt is leaking everywhere, he simply rolled the extra quilt to his side, plugged his ears, covered the heat, and was about to sleep steadily, but he heard the sound of a whining horn suddenly sounding outside the tent.

This is an urgent gathering!

Han Feng hurriedly turned over and sat up, and as soon as he took the saber out of the tent, he saw five hundred people coming from the Ying army, each holding a saber in his hand, and surrounded the camp tent of the three women.

Huang Jidu was riding on the black horse, his face was as cold as water, staring at Chu Jifeng who was shivering on the side.

Chu Jifeng thought that he had just run out of his tent, and his trouser belt had not yet been tied. He fell to his knees with his head down, his body trembling, his hands trembling, and he couldn't even hold the knife steadily.

Huang Jidu sneered twice, waved his hand, and sent two prodigal soldiers of the Ying Army into Chu Jifeng's camp, and within a moment, the two of them grabbed two unclothed Rong women and came out. The two Rong women were pushed to the ground, and the skin on their bodies was directly in contact with the ground, and they screamed in pain. However, before the shout was over, the sword flashed, and the body was already in a different place.

Huang Jidu leaned over a woman to wipe the blood off the steel knife before he sneered and looked at Chu Jifeng: "Master Chu, what order did I give you before?"

Chu Jifeng was stunned for a moment: "Kill these Rong people." ”

Huang Jidu sneered: "Yes." Why don't you obey the order?" Although he was at the same level as Chu Jifeng, when he spoke at this moment, his tone was so gloomy that it was terrifying.

Chu Jifeng argued: "Now I haven't let them go." I'll kill them all tomorrow...... I...... I thought ......"

Huang Jidu interrupted: "What do you think? When do you think it's your turn!" As soon as he said that, the knife light in his hand flashed again, and the knife light between the people swept in front of Chu Jifeng, and then Chu Jifeng's body shook twice, and blood flowed out from under his body, and then, the whole person fell to the ground silently.

"Master Shuai! Master Chu!" everyone was stunned. Chu Jifeng is the commander of this thousand-year-old army, because the old army is dead, so he is also in charge of most of the affairs of the capital, and now he was suddenly killed by Huang Jidu, which is really surprising.

Several division commanders who knelt with Chu Jifeng were also dumbfounded. Huang Ji was too fast, so they didn't even have a chance to intercede. These people are not prisoners, and although they are afraid of Huang Ji, they are a little bloody. On the spot, a person jumped up, pointed at Huang Jidu and scolded: "You, surnamed Huang, you are a person of the same level as us, why do you kill people without asking? I must report this matter to Uncle Tan, and I must let him find Xing Hou to punish you!"

"Punish me?" Huang Jidu was still sneering, he shook the blood on the knife, "Didn't you listen to Xing Hou? I am solely responsible for the prodigal soldiers, even Tan Bo can't intervene, what are you!"

The man was suddenly pushed back by him, and he didn't know how to continue, and in a daze, he saw that Huang Jidu waved his hand again, and the five hundred people of the Ying army had already brought out the women and the old soldiers in the camp.

Everyone fell to their knees, Han Feng looked intently, and saw that most of the old soldiers who were pulled out were relatively high-ranking prisoners, and almost all the centurions and above in the entire old army were concentrated over there, and only one of his partial lieutenants stood beside him, which seemed out of place. Huang Jidu sighed lightly and looked at the rest of the old soldiers around him: "Who is the partial lieutenant under Chu Jifeng, stand up for me!"

Seeing Fang Cai's ruthless method of killing Chu Jifeng, being named by him at this moment, Han Feng's heart sank. He stood up stubbornly, and then saw a person standing up in the embarrassed crowd on the other side. There are two partial division captains under each division commander, and the one who stands up over there is naturally his own brother Qiu Shaonan.

The two of them stood in front of Huang Jidu, both hanging their heads and not daring to look at him. Huang Jidu was a little surprised that Han Feng was not on the side of the Rong Qian woman's tent, he saw that he was neatly dressed, he was still holding a saber in his hand, and his whole person was clean and neat, and he couldn't help but recall the situation when he took Rong Qian's head before.

Thinking of this, he smiled, and waved the steel knife in his hand, but when he reached Han Feng's side, he suddenly changed the direction of the blade.

The blade was flat on Han Feng's shoulder, which made Han Feng tremble. However, Huang Jidu didn't mean to kill him: "Your name is Han Feng, right?" The position of the commander of the first division of the old army will be handed over to you in the future. ”

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