"Pass my order, all those who participate in the grain burning riot will be killed!"

Lu Zhenfeng, who was riding a jujube red horse and holding a big gun with a thick and thin mixed iron gun at the mouth of the bowl, looked cold, and hundreds of soldiers from the Shoucheng battalion behind him rushed in and rushed into the granary that was raging and burned.

A small part of the mob that remained in the granary and continued to destroy saw the soldiers rushing towards them, panicked and wanted to flee, but before they could take two steps, they were stopped by the soldiers who surrounded them, and they fell down with a few knives, screaming and losing their lives.

"Cut off all the heads of these brutes and hang them on the city walls for me to set an example!"

On horseback, overlooking the mob corpses on the ground, Lu Zhenfeng spoke in a cold voice.

This time, he was really angry.

Burn the silos and destroy the grain, besiege the garrison!

This is naked treason!

For a soldier who is upright and full of blood, it is undoubtedly the greatest sin and will never be forgiven.

Under the collective encirclement and suppression of the soldiers of the Shoucheng battalion, the mob fell to the law one after another.

Revolt?

A group of flesh and blood with kitchen knives and hoes, short cloth clothes, encountered a series of sharp armor steel knives.

Resistance is simply hitting a stone with an egg!

The sound of a sharp blade cutting through flesh sneered, and corpses fell in wails and begs for mercy.

Flowing blood and slippery organs wriggled on the ground, emitting a rich fishy smell.

After the mob was quickly suppressed, the soldiers immediately began to put out the fire.

The flames were gradually extinguished by the efforts of hundreds of soldiers, and the rising white smoke kept rising upward, converging into a mist like a sea of clouds, changing into multiple shapes.

"Lieutenant, is that night owl on our team back?" The left and right hands were pulling the two Chen soldiers who had passed out, and Lin Teng, who had a bloody mark on his cheek, walked out of the corner of the street.

Facing most of the mob alone and the Chen soldiers hidden in it, Lin Teng not only managed to get around the large battalion of soldiers, but even captured two of them alive.

The strength of the captain-level combat power is still above Guan Peng's imagination.

"Night owls?" Thinking back a little, Lu Zhenfeng remembered the little guy who was born with night eyes.

"Didn't you see, he came with you?"

"Well, these two are spies from Chen Jun who infiltrated the city, and they instigated this riot." Throwing the two Chen soldiers under Lu Zhenfeng's horse, Lin Teng turned around and was about to go to find Guan Peng.

As soon as he turned around, a familiar figure crashed into his sight.

"Off...... This kid...... Why? As soon as he opened his mouth and wanted to call out to Guan Peng, Lin Teng's face suddenly became strange.

I saw this familiar figure shuttling around the soldiers of the Chu army, as if looking for something.

"Brother, do you bring arrows?"

"Brother, do you bring arrows? Bring, come, come, divide me a few, divide me a few. ”

"Brothers......

Like a bee that is diligent in collecting honey, Guan Peng, who walks quickly, will immediately go up and ask for a few arrows as long as he sees someone with an arrow bag hanging on his body.

The thickness of the skin, the bright smile, and the cordiality of the words make it impossible to refuse.

After a while, the originally shriveled quiver was stuffed again.

Forcefully stuffing an arrow into the quiver with almost no gap, Guan Peng patted the quiver with a smile.

I feel much more at ease.

Turning over and dismounting, Lu Zhenfeng came to Lin Teng's side, looked at Guan Peng not far away, and said slowly: "Have an idea?" ”

"Well, he is a good seedling, talented, ruthless enough, and black enough." Rubbing the knuckles of his right hand, Lin Teng replied softly.

"Is there any hope of catching up with you?" Hearing Lin Teng's comment, Lu Zhenfeng couldn't help but pay a little more attention when he looked at Guan Peng.

"Catch me?"

The corners of his mouth were hooked, and Lin Teng's mind came up with the picture of Guan Peng shooting Chen Bing's short knife with an arrow before:

"At the same age, I am still a line behind him."

"What?" With a surprised look, Lu Zhenfeng couldn't believe that his ears were hallucinating.

Lin Teng.

One of the four great archers of the six cities of Huizhou!

At the age of eight, he began to learn archery.

At the age of twelve, he broke into Liujin Mountain alone and shot an adult eye-catching insect.

Enlisted in the army at the age of fifteen.

At the age of seventeen, he became the general flag.

At the age of twenty, he became the youngest captain of the Six Cities Battalion.

Now he is twenty-five years old, and if there is no accident, he will become the Great Battalion of the Six Cities at the age of twenty-six, nay, even the youngest lieutenant in Thanh An Province.

is such a genius character, but just now he admitted that he was not as good as Guan Peng at the same age.

It's incredible, this kid with different pupils is really as good as Lin Teng said? Rubbing the stubble with a stiff chin, Lu Zhenfeng's eyes showed a hint of amusement.

If it is really as Lin Teng said, then the future of this little guy must be limitless.

With the support of a large army, the granary rebellion was quickly suppressed in less than half an hour, except for a part of the mob that had fled in all directions, and the rest of the mob were all cut off and hung on the city gate.

"What about the losses?" Da Ma Jindao sat at the door of the granary, and Lu Zhenfeng opened his mouth to ask the military commissar who counted the losses.

"According to rough statistics, there are about 50,000 catties of grain and grass burned, not counting some stored dried meat, salt, spices, etc." With a face covered in black ash, the military ration officer, who had just run out of the fire, replied.

The fingers that clenched the big gun turned white, and Lu Zhenfeng took a deep breath slowly, his eyes solemn.

This fire almost burned more than seventy percent of the grain and grass in the Shoucheng camp, and the remaining grain and grass may be difficult for them to hold out until reinforcements arrive.

Next, Chen Jun only had to wait until their hungry eyes were dizzy and their limbs were weak, and they could easily capture the city.

"What a poisonous plan to kill them all!" The steel teeth bit secretly, and Lu Zhenfeng's pupils were on fire.

He is not afraid of real swords and guns, but he is extremely disgusted with such conspiracies.

But something comes to say.

Soldiers, treacherous ways.

In the final analysis, it was they who were negligent in taking precautions, but they didn't expect Chen Jun to be willing to spend such a huge price to let Chen Bing's scouts take advantage of the loophole.

"Not really...... You can only forcibly requisition people's grain......" Lu Zhenfeng's expression was complicated.

The monarch of this dynasty takes benevolence as the outline of governing the country.

If the forced requisition of people's food is passed out, it will be dismissed at least and killed at worst!

If it is really investigated, I am afraid that even all the officers and soldiers of the entire Shoucheng battalion will not be able to escape the involvement......

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Outside Shoucheng, fifty miles

Gurgling and flowing, splashing water, like a silver-scaled python by the Rao River, a red scarf tent stands majestically, on the flagpole erected directly outside the gate, the Chen Zijun flag hunting sounds, in this piece of Chu land, do not shy away from showing their own light.

In the barracks, soldiers walked around, and figures were in a hurry.

Chen's army, which had just experienced a major battle, suffered heavy casualties, including a captain, six general flags, forty-five small flags, and more than 700 soldiers.

This was the heaviest battle since the Chen army attacked Shoucheng.

The Lord will make a great tent.

Pushing the cup and changing the lamp, laughing wantonly, the two main generals of the Chen Army, who should have not drunk a drop of wine during the war, are sitting in thin military uniforms at this moment, and they are extremely happy to drink a jar of wine.

"Zhao Wude, Lu Zhenfeng, these two little dolls are still a little tender after all, and they naively think that as long as they stick to the city, they will definitely be able to wait for reinforcements to arrive.

Now that their granary has been burned, there is not much grain left, we just need to wait patiently, this Shoucheng is at our fingertips! Holding his short hair, Song Biao, the chief general of the Ning army, said with a smile.

"Yes, before and after, thousands of sons and daughters have lost their lives under this city, and in a few days, we can avenge them." Ge Man, the one-eyed and bald-eyed lieutenant, twisted a brittle bone, opened his mouth wide, and chewed with a creaky sound.

With wine and meat in hand, Song Biao Ge Man talked about how to deal with those Chu troops who were hungry for soft-footed shrimp after the city was broken.

In order to capture Shoucheng as soon as possible, they did not hesitate to bury the lives of thousands of Chen soldiers.

But now it's okay, I've been depressed for more than half a month, and I can spit out my indulgence.

Speaking of the rise, a jar of fine wine will see the bottom in three or two clicks.

Just as Ge Man reached out to pick up a new jar of wine, a black cloud-patterned boot suddenly fell and stomped on his palm.

Under the severe pain, Ge Man woke up most of the time, raised his head angrily, and was about to scold, but when he saw the face of the owner of the boots, his red face turned half white.

This is a young man who looks like he is only about twenty years old, with fair skin, slender eyes, and delicate facial features, but when combined, it inexplicably gives people a cold feeling.

"Walking Adult ......" is like a frightened old dog, Ge Man fell to his knees and buried his head deep in the ground.

Song Biao on the side also saw the appearance of the person who came, his pupils dilated instantly, and he hurriedly put on a prostrate appearance to greet him.

"Shoucheng, captured?" Stepping on Ge Man's palm, the man in a cyan robe slowly came to the main seat and sat down.

"Also...... ......Hearing the man's question, Song Biao hurriedly raised his head: "But we have already burned their granary, and in five days at most, we will be able to break through the city." ”

"So, you just haven't captured Shoucheng yet?" Rubbing a wrench on his thumb, the man's voice was flat.

It's just that this understatement was transmitted to Song Biao and Ge Man's ears, but it was like a knife, making the two of them tremble uncontrollably.

"Walking adults, we ...... Yes! ”

As soon as Ge Man wanted to explain, a white light flew out of the man's fingertips, and in the next second, the face of the deputy general of the Chen army began to turn black rapidly, and at the same time, a corrosive sound sounded.

After just a few seconds, there was only a pool of blood on the ground that exuded a strong fishy smell, and a small white-scaled snake swung its tail and climbed up leisurely along the man's trouser leg.

Witnessing the tragic death of his companion who had been drinking wine with him a minute ago, Song Biao's face turned pale and he wanted to speak, but he was afraid that he would say something wrong and end up with no bones left.

"There are fourteen days left in January, and you plan to find what I want on the last day?" The man's slender eyes looked at Song Biao quietly, and his pupils, which were as black as ink, suddenly turned into a vertical slit!

"No...... No, we originally planned to attack Shoucheng in 10 days, and deliver it to you in 15 days at most.

But I didn't expect that there was a lot of storage in this Shou City, and there was a full team of archers stationed there, so it couldn't be attacked for a long time.

But now that we have burned down their granaries, even if they requisition the people's grain, it will not last for five days.

Twenty days, twenty days at most, we will definitely find out what you want. Beads of sweat kept rolling down his forehead, and Song Biao hurriedly made a military order.

"That's what you said, I'll come back in six days, if the things haven't arrived.

The end, you figure it out for yourself. ”

Before the words fell, the man's figure had disappeared from his position.

Draining all his strength, Song Biao fell to the ground with a puff, sweat like water, and the fear and awe in his eyes gradually faded until a herald shouted outside the tent.

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