Chapter Seventy-Five: Recovering Dejing Village

It has been a week since he was captured in Dejing Village, and Na Zhe Bar is probably tired of dealing with the harassment of the Red Feng Army, so he has been fighting outside the country, and rarely returns to Daojing Village.

In these days, in addition to using painting to relieve the depression in his heart, Zhao Mengfu had to spare his energy to deal with Aria.

For this girl who saved him but also harmed him, Zhao Mengfu didn't know how he should face it, only knowing that since he met the other party, his whole life has been completely disrupted.

"What are you doing when you come to me today?"

Looking at Alia, Zhao Mengfu looked ruthless.

Alia's body trembled, her green eyes were phosphorescent and she whispered back, "I, I miss you." ”

"Huh. Zhao Mengfu smiled reluctantly, and replied in a hoarse voice: "It's a pity, you and I are destined to have no ending!" He naturally knows about the other party's feelings, but he knows better that with his own identity, he is categorically unable to combine with the other party.

Aliya looked disappointed, a few tears splashed into the dust, and then said: "In addition to this, my uncle also wants me to tell you that he will send his subordinates to send you and General Cao to the place of the Great Khan at noon today." ”

"What?"

Zhao Mengfu was nervous for a moment.

He didn't want to stay here at all, and he didn't want to see any Great Khan.

Aria looked sad and said, "I know. You always wanted to escape, but Uncle he had already told the Great Khan everything. The Khan has already given an order, and no one can disobey it. ”

"I see. ”

Zhao Mengfu's face was cold, and there was no smile at all.

Alia was worried, so she had to lower her head, but said, "Don't worry, I will accompany you all the way." ”

As Alia said, when the sun had just risen to the center, a boat sailed above Luoshui in the distance, and the soldiers on it were all loaded with guns, and the person at the head was also full of momentum, but his strength was no worse than Cao Fu.

I saw him jump off the boat, bow down to Zhebal, and admire: "Brother Zhebal, if you hadn't burned the grain and grass of the Chifeng Army before, I'm afraid that we would not be able to repel the Chifeng Army and recapture Baoanzhou." It's a pity that the King of Jin is shrewd, and when we haven't completed the encirclement, he turned around for thousands of miles, and turned around and attacked Zhenrong Prefecture directly?"

"Zhenrongzhou, I didn't expect her to switch to Fengxiang Road?" Zhebal's face turned cold, but he felt a little afraid.

These days, he has been smooth sailing, thinking that the Chifeng Army was completely defeated, so that he could recover his homeland, but he didn't expect that the main force of the Chifeng Army was still there, and it was currently directly attacking Zhenrong Prefecture.

After all, in order to resist the Red Phoenix Army, Mongolia was forced to mobilize its troops in order to confront it.

Zhenrong Prefecture is naturally unavoidable, and with the local troops, it is impossible to resist the attack of the Red Phoenix Army. At that time, Xiao Feng only needs to cooperate with the army of Fengxiang Mansion to sweep the entire Fengxiang Road and bring this place under the control of the Red Feng Army.

The man: "Of course. Seeing that Zhebal's face was sad, he smiled again: "It's just that you don't have to worry, the Khan has also begun to mobilize his subordinates and prepare to continue the confrontation with the other party." And you must continue to hold on to this place, you know? After all, the Qingyang Mansion is still in the hands of the Red Phoenix Army, and they may sweep in anytime and anywhere!"

"I see. Jebal replied.

The man said, "That's good. After all, your strength has always been excellent, and if we can win this battle, I will ask the Khan in the future to make you the Marquis of Ten Thousand Households. Sweeping around, he said: "By the way, what about Zhao Mengfu? After all, I heard you say before, that Zhao Mengfu was captured by you." He also smiled heartily and said: "I didn't expect this Zhao Mengfu to be so stupid and go to Baoan Prefecture alone to meet the King of Jin? It's a pity that he didn't see the King of Jin this time, but met us first." ”

Zhebal waved his hand, and the guards behind him immediately turned sideways, revealing the two who had been waiting here for a long time, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I have always sent someone to keep an eye on the two of them, and there will never be any mistakes." ”

"Oh, I'll take it. The man laughed loudly, looked at the two of them again, and exclaimed, "As for you two, come with me to meet the Khan." The true yuan in the body was already running, and an invisible pressure had already dispersed, so that Zhao Mengfu only felt that he was breathing uncomfortably, and even Cao Fu also had cold sweat on his face, and his eyebrows were furrowed.

The strength of the other party is far above Zhebar, and it is impossible to defeat it with Cao Fu's strength.

And beside this person, there were hundreds of soldiers with guns in their hands, their eyes like torches, and their faces were like bronze sculptures, only the purest vigilance.

In the face of such elite soldiers, Cao Fu lost his previous sharpness and pretended to be cowardly.

Zhao Mengfu also felt that his scalp was numb, so he had to reply: "I understand." As soon as he lifted his legs, he stepped on the boat under the attention of everyone.

The man shouted, "Get out of the boat." The oars on both sides swayed together, propelling the huge ship towards the head.

The waves crashed against the boat, causing it to sway gently.

Zhao Mengfu also felt that his life, like this ship, was drifting and not knowing what the end was.

At this moment, a dull thunder was heard in the distance, which was miles deep.

Zhao Mengfu was surprised, thinking that it was about to fall in a rainstorm, but when he looked up at the sky, it was clear and cloudless, where did the thunderstorm come from?

"Look there!" Cao Fu also looked suspicious and pointed to a place in the distance.

Everyone looked at it together, but saw that in the Dejing Village, a huge chimney suddenly rose up, and one by one it went straight into the sky.

Zhao Mengfu's heart tightened, and then an idea came up: "It's the Red Phoenix Army!" Zhou Zhuo, whom he had saved before, finally escaped and led the Red Phoenix Army to take revenge, but unfortunately he was one step too late, otherwise how would he be on this ship.

Standing on the ship, the messenger sent to fetch them also saw this scene, and when he boarded, he shouted: "Leave the ship quickly." Get out of here. ”

With his eyes, he also noticed the abnormality of Dejing Village, and he didn't know what the battle situation was at the moment, so it was naturally the best strategy to escape.

Aliya looked frightened, but shouted, "Uncle!" This Dejing Village is under the control of his uncle, but now it is attacked by the Red Phoenix Army, so his uncle is afraid that it will be more than lucky.

As he had expected, a small boat sprang out of the river, carrying it Jebal.

Trailing behind, there were several strange steamers, which were equipped with huge paddle wheels on both sides, and there was a chimney on top of them, and huge white mist erupted from the chimneys, and the paddle wheels were constantly spinning, beating the waves, and chasing all the way towards the boat.

On the ship, there were also several people with guns in their hands, constantly sweeping towards Zhebal.

When the messenger saw this strange steamer, he was also terrified, and complained, "Sure enough, it's the Red Phoenix Army! Fearing that he would be overtaken by the steamer, he desperately ordered the wrestlers in the ship to shake the oars together, and to speed up, or else they would be completely doomed if they were overtaken by the steamer.

As for Nazhebar, naturally it had to be discarded.