The bald head learned that his envoy was humiliated by the Eighth Route Army.

If Lin Feng hadn't been worried about making this old guy angry, he would have to announce these inspections anyway.

"Xiaobai, how can you embarrass me like this?"

Bai Siming cried and knelt on the ground.

"I've always seen you as a father, and they're just deliberately slapping you in the face. I just wanted to persuade the 33rd Army to go back and bring 2,000 people to help carry things, but they beat and scolded me..."

Bai Siming cried like a tearful man, and his bald head was a little up.

"Don't cry, the 33rd Army openly defected, and the crime is unforgivable. Immediately withhold their salaries. ”

Bai Siming said in his heart that I was insulted so much, so you would give such a light punishment?

Everyone has gone to the Eighth Route Army, can they still ask for your military salary?

"It's too much for them to treat me like this and not give you face, please send an army over to encircle and suppress them!"

The bald head knew that Lin Feng was fighting, and it was not appropriate to tear his face now, and he couldn't resist Bai Siming's persuasion.

"You're right, if they don't punish them severely, there will be signs of rebellion in the future. Pass the order, and I will allow you to use four armies to encircle and suppress the rebels!" ”

Bai Siming was not scolded, but got greater rights, and after coming back, he was completely floating.

He even let four armies revolve around him and organize a grand military exercise.

"Invite those people from the Eighth Route Army to come and see, and let this group of guys see what we are capable of."

When Lin Feng got the news, he wondered a little, what does this kid have to do with a bald head?

"I once suspected that they didn't have a clear relationship, so they couldn't be illegitimate children, right?"

Li Yunlong made a joke, which caused everyone to laugh.

"Go back and tell you Sir Bai, I must go early tomorrow and take our gang of mud legs with me."

When the people left, everyone talked and laughed for a while, and then dispersed.

Early the next morning, the military parade prepared by Bai Siming took place in a large open field.

"Presumably you have never seen such a formation in the Eighth Route Army, our army has thousands of armored and millions of generals, and the little devils are frightened, all hot-blooded men!"

Lin Feng couldn't help but clap his hands, this is not a storyteller.

Li Yunlong tried to recall, Bai Siming said that Lin Feng wanted to tease this old man.

"Brother Li, are you stupid by this momentum?"

Li Yunlong shook his head

"Don't talk nonsense, I always think you're a little familiar with this word, I went to Ping'an County that year, and I seem to have heard a book about it..."

Bai Siming's face couldn't hold back, the words just now were the paragraph describing Cao Cao's forces in the Three Kingdoms of Mr. Storyteller...

Unexpectedly, he was debunked by an old man, and Bai Siming's face changed color.

"Hurry up and prepare for the parade."

Bai Siming wanted to rely on his powerful military force to scare Lin Feng and make him hand over the people.

But he didn't think about it, and the little devils had more than 100,000 people, and more than 30 warships failed to defeat Lin Feng, but lost one-third of his men and horses.

Thinking with his ass, he has to understand that Lin Feng can't be provoked.

But this kid wants to be that guy with an iron head...

It's hard to persuade the damn ghost with good words, this guy is going to die!

At the beginning of the parade, I saw the equipment of the four group armies specially transferred by the bald heads.

It's nothing more than a light tank, plus a cavalry combination, the infantry kicks two straight steps, fiddles with the guns in their hands, and it's over.

These equipment, other little devils don't look at it squarely.

What's more, the Eighth Route Army at this time?

This equipment is for the guerrillas, and everyone is too cumbersome...

"Don't scare you."

Bai Siming was very proud, and when he turned his head, he found that these big bosses were actually eating the cake he had prepared, drinking foreign wine, and grabbing it happily.

"Fourth, take out the wine you are hiding."

"Big brother, hand me the cake!"

Several people ate and drank, and jointly regarded Bai Siming as the wrongdoer.

Bai Siming held back his anger and told himself to calm down, Lin Feng didn't care about him, and while drinking beer, he asked where are we going to eat lunch?

"Eat a hammer!"

Bai Siming couldn't hold back any longer, and was about to go down the mountain in a hurry, and accidentally fell a big butt.

Limped back...

"It's over, there's no lunch!"

Li Yunlong also followed suit.

"Didn't I mean to let you pull out all the best gear? I really lost face and didn't attract their attention! ”

Others hastened to persuade.

"Don't be angry, what do these big guys know? They can hold the defense line of the Yangtze River, it is because they occupy the right time and place, as long as they move, they will definitely be defeated. ”

Bai Siming loves to listen to this, as long as he can belittle his opponent and put it in his own heart, it will be cool.

Knowing that he didn't deter Lin Feng, he simply was bold, not only did he mobilize the strength of the four legions, but Bai Siming didn't know whether he was alive or dead and mobilized the reserve troops.

"That's 150,000 people, do you need to ask for advice?"

"The generals will not accept the orders of the kings outside, and they will go back and prepare, and encircle and suppress the Eighth Route Army early tomorrow morning!"

The little devil also got the news that the bald man and the Eighth Route Army were having an awkward fight.

I just think it's strange enough, why did this family start to be so ruthless?

"I heard that the bald men sent more than 100 combat vehicles, as well as two artillery regiments."

The little devils felt that bald people were abnormal, and they didn't say anything about sending 100 tanks out when they beat themselves.

How did the Eighth Route Army come up with such a big pomp?

"Baga, is it because we are not as good as the Eighth Route Army?"

The dignity of the little devil only feels trampled on to pieces.

Lin Feng laughed helplessly when he learned that the bald person was so outrageous.

"Fight with them with real knives and guns, what you lose is your own anti-Japanese strength, don't beat them, I'm still uncomfortable in my heart, do you think they owe a beating?"

Li Yunlong grumbled, and Qian Bolin stood up.

"This matter started because of me, since I have already voted for the Eighth Route Army, I will not go back to the bald side. Believe me, sir, that I will be able to defeat them. ”

Lin Feng shook his head, now is not a problem to defeat them.

With the current equipment of the 33rd Army, even if there are four more corps, it will not be a problem.

Brothers, this is a shameful thing.

"They forced it, there is no way, I will take someone to deal with this matter."

Qian Berlin knew that he had to make a break with them, and rushed to the front line with his people.

The reconnaissance troops, who were pondering the military deployment of Qian Berlin, found that the military camp of the little devil was dispatched.

"Are you saying that the little devil is going to take advantage of the opportunity to grab territory?"

This discovery is too important, if so, Bai Siming's death of 10,000 times will not make up for the loss.

"Inform the troops to change their strategy, Commander Liu will take the people from your headquarters to attract the firepower of this group of fools to the west, and I will take people to fight the little devils in the east."

The little devil still thinks how powerful he is.

"The snipe and the clam compete, and the fisherman profits..."