Chapter 1296 Success

"Hey, hey, hey?"

"It seems that my usual greatness, wisdom, and foresight are all fake, and these people are trying to please me all day long, and they really have something, but they are not useful at all. But can I keep the real talent?"

Of course, it is criticized by people for changing the order every day, but what about being flexible and witty? What about improvisation?

Everyone can talk about the big truth, but really doing things, but it is not a few big words that can be done, real learning, is not just reading a few high-headed sermons, will shout two beautiful slogans as simple, Zhao Lan very much hopes that Feng Rushan will talk in detail about what he should "think twice".

It's a pity that Feng Rushan is not his staff, but only a staff member, friend, Zhao Lan naturally can't treat Feng Rushan like a staff.

At this moment, Zhao Lan faintly regretted it. Perhaps, the staff who dislike him on weekdays is not only Min Jing alone, he is too contemptuous.

This time, the two staff members who followed Zhao Lan wrote a colorful article, and praised his every move as rare in the sky and unparalleled on the earth, and won his favor, but at the critical moment, he couldn't let out a fart, and he was not as good as a friend of the staff who had just met.

And it's a friend of an unappreciated staff.

"What's there to think about! As soon as you run away, didn't you give the Naohe soldiers stimulants? If you want me to say, not only can you not think about breaking through now, but you should take the initiative to attack and give them a little bit of power, the men of the black wolf clan are all well-known tough guys, and there are no soft bones that are afraid of death. ”

Murong Xuefei didn't look down on Zhao Lan's sticky appearance, let alone how to write the word polite, of course, the key is that she didn't need to be polite to Zhao Lan at all, whether it was in the future or now.

The so-called great general is just a small trouble for Murong Xuefei.

Sometimes, Murong Xuefei does not reject escaping, or rather, breaking through, but if she can not escape, it is best not to break through, and it is enjoyable.

"Haha, Miss Mu taught me a lesson. I, Zhaolan, am a dignified general of conquest, not a soft bone. ”

Zhao Lan was stunned when she heard this.

Since he was a child, no one has ever dared to speak to him like this, but if others don't say it, it doesn't necessarily mean that they don't think so. The general, not necessarily not, soft bones.

Besides, the word escape, although it sounds a bit harsh, but escape and breakout, some people also call it strategic transfer, really, is there a difference?

"Erlengzi, let's go, let's go and rush again. ”

"That's okay! Uncle Shi, this is one thing, one thing drops one thing!"

Seeing the yang clam shouting loudly and organizing people to take the initiative to attack, Feng Rushan was almost messy, although there was no wind on the mountain.

"Good!"

Deleng's divine skills have just begun, and the energy of the whole body is not a place to vent, I wish Feng Rushan had this sound, turned over and got on the horse, and rushed down the mountain first, which was completely a lifeless posture, and the people on both sides were stunned.

"Hurry up, clams! Defeat the spirit of these rebellious ministers and thieves!"

Zhao Lan hurriedly ordered Yang Clam, and before the words fell, more than forty sturdy men rushed over with loud shouts.

"General, this is a bit inappropriate, the enemy is strong and I am weak, when we preserve our strength, or take advantage of the darkness to break through, or take advantage of the terrain to kill and injure the enemy's living forces, and hold on to help, it is a foolproof strategy,......。 ”

An elegant-looking middle-aged man muttered in a low voice, but unfortunately, no one could hear what he was saying.

As soon as the Naohe soldiers saw that the comer was not good, a general was busy ordering more than 100 people to rush over to fight, and immediately, the drums on the mountain and under the mountain sounded in unison, the sound of killing moved the sky, and the sound of cheering and shouting resounded in the sky.

Deleng is like a treasure knife out of the sheath, sharp, when going down the mountain he was hit by an arrow in the leg, he endured the pain and was silent, pulled out and threw it on the ground, in the blink of an eye, the two teams of men and horses were short of arms, a cavalry slashed when the chest slashed, Deleng's body flashed, waved his left fist and hit the blade of Xueliang, the opponent did not expect him to be so fierce, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, the loud sound of the "bell", only shocked his arms numb, Deleng took the opportunity to slash a knife with his right hand, and even the man and the horse were cut into two.

Seeing this, the forty or so horsemen behind him shouted at the same time, and rushed up to fight the enemy.

"This kid, is this how the fist gloves are used! Such a simple battle is so powerful and deceitful, it seems that the ordinary battle formation will not help him much in the future. Well, if you become a first-order samurai, you still only know how to do it blindly, this can't be done, you have to find a way to sharpen his temperament."

At this time, the battle under the mountain was so tense that people couldn't breathe, the furious war horses jumped horizontally, the fierce grassland men wielded the snowy broadsword to fight for life and death, and the blood blades intersected with a chilling collision sound, some were cut off their arms, some were cut off the heavenly spirit cover, and the blood flowers were colorful like rain.

Deleng's eyes were red, his face was full of sticky blood, and while roaring, he slashed horizontally, but there was no enemy, and the warriors on both sides were worth it.

He is so brave and fearless, even the Naohe soldiers applaud him. However, Feng Rushan shook his head secretly.

Such a simple and crude rush, without any technical content, is the standard of a grassland predator, it really doesn't look like he is like a mountain, disciple.

He didn't want to train Deleng to be a standard fighter.

It's a pity that Feng Rushan seems to have forgotten that his first disciple, Niu Wang Jiang, has very little resemblance to his master, many things, many people, not what he wants.

......

"Feng Rushan, you can't be wrong, that Sang Ding, why hasn't there been a shadow yet? Erlenzi, you sit down for me with peace of mind, move again, and I'll break your dog's leg." ”

During the day of the next day, in the non-stop attack and defense of both sides, it was about to pass again, the sun was setting, the remnant sun was like blood, looking at the bright red clouds in the west, and the broken arrows and broken knives all over the mountain, Murong Xuefei couldn't help frowning.

Although Ruan Biao's storage bag is not small, after a day and a night of consumption, there is almost nothing left in the materials, and moreover, more than half of the three hundred guards and soldiers accompanying Zhaolan have suffered casualties, and there is not much food and drinking water left.

Organized defense requires the lowest number of people, and if there are too few people, there will be no defense, which can only be called, unyielding.

As for the Deleng, the doglegs, the knock or not, seriously, you lose.

"Hehe, Erlengzi, save some strength for use at night. Uncle Shi, I estimate that Sang Ding encountered an obstacle on the way, which also shows that Zhao Lan broke through and it is impossible to return to the big tent, wait and see, if Sang Ding is smart enough, he will definitely rush over as soon as possible regardless of the cost. Of course, if Sang Ding had other ideas, Zhao Lan didn't know anyone, and he couldn't complain about others when he died,......。 ”

In fact, there are five of Ruan Biao's storage bags in Feng Rushan, and there are also in the Immortal Mansion in Shui, but Feng Rushan is unwilling to bother with this anymore.

For the sake of a Zhaolan, it's not worth it.

"Oh. Dragon, samurai is so good, sir, my wounds are healed. ”

Deleng sat down unwillingly.

Feng Rushan's elixir really worked well, Deleng felt that his arrow wound had been completely healed, and Murong Xuefei found him a new set of rhinoceros leather armor out of nowhere, Deleng really couldn't figure it out, the strength was used up, and he came back after eating a piece of meat, why should he keep it for use at night, but since Murong Xuefei and Feng Rushan spoke at the same time, Deleng of course only had to be honest and obedient.

Feng Rushan is down, Murong Xuefei really dares to beat him, although he rarely breaks his dog's legs.

"Oh, then you persuade Zhao Lan again, I see that he is a little shaken again, and he always has the idea of breaking through in his heart, but it is useless,......。 ”

In fact, with these two days of personal fighting, even if Zhao Lan was finally killed or captured, Feng Rushan and Murong Xuefei had already taken off suspicion, and it was no longer important to them whether they could save Zhao Lan or not, but Murong Xuefei hated to give up halfway, and even more hated failure.

"It feels good to be a samurai, Erlengzi, high-level samurai is more fun, you seize the time to practice, accumulate a lot, and practice more is a moment. Uncle Shi, there is no way to be lucky or bad, only others recruit themselves, I am not Xuanxi, I am too lazy to take care of him, whether I am dead or alive, it depends on his own,......。 ”

"Heh, stupid boy, not stupid. ”

Zhao Lan's temper became more and more irritable, and his words became more and more unpleasant, and he completely lost the demeanor of a general, so Feng Rushan was not interested in seeing his face, let alone listening to the gossip of the two staff.

Deleng's strong physical recovery ability actually has little to do with Dragon Elephant Praruogong, it is talent, of course, Dragon Elephant Praruogong has comprehensively improved his physical function and recovery ability, and it must also be rising, but these, there is no need to explain to him in detail.

"Forget it. Feng Rushan, why did you say that the archers on the opposite side have not moved for the past two days?"

Of course, Murong Xuefei is not a masochist.

"Hehe, Uncle Shi, I estimate that this small group of archers was personally invited by Ji Huo to deal with the masters around Zhao Lan, without Ji Huo's order, the rest of the Naohe tribe may not be able to command them, the arrows of the archers are not cheap, the Naohe tribe has no ability to make them themselves, and they can't buy them with a star shield. ”

For the preciousness of special arrows, as well as the strict control of the black wolf tent, Feng Rushan has a deep understanding.

In fact, the third-order warriors in the Naohe soldiers under the mountain rarely make a move, and as for the reason, Feng Rushan couldn't figure it out.

Of course, the third-order samurai is the high-end combat power of any army, and he is not easy to dispatch until a crisis, Feng Rushan can also understand it, but the feeling he gives him is always a little weird.

"Huh, bastard, you're right again, this time you've won!"

Murong Xuefei was about to chatter, suddenly saw the dust in the east, and soon there was a thunderous hoof, obviously a large group of people and horses were galloping, everyone on the mountain was shocked, but then they heard the familiar sound of the horn and snare drum of the black wolf army, and the Naohe soldiers under the mountain retreated in a panic, don't ask, naturally Sang Ding finally led the army to arrive, the rest of the soldiers cheered, some people hugged each other and cried, Murong Xuefei was also greatly relieved.

As for the host who lost to Feng Rushan, let's talk about this later.