Chapter 251: Sword Killing the God King (Part 1)
After half a month of rectification in Yanjing City, it was the time when summer was in a state of anxiety and cattle and sheep were sick. The army of the Ming Dynasty stepped into the Mongolian grassland. Zhu Di deliberately chose this time to enter the grassland. If the Yuanmeng herds were infected, the tribes' migration speed would definitely slow down, and it would be much easier for the army to chase and kill the Yuanmeng people. Especially in summer, the herds must be close to the river. As long as the army searched along the river, they could easily find the nomadic tribe of Yuanmeng. If it set out in spring, the grasslands would be full of rain and ponds and lakes everywhere. It would be rare to find the traces of Yuanmeng.
Tens of thousands of cavalrymen of the Yuanmeng Wanyan tribe who surrendered to the Ming Dynasty led the way, Zhang Yu was in the left army, and Zhu Di led the right army to the horse and 50,000 central troops to take charge of the middle road, and Xiaomao and Lu Feng led 10,000 elite guerrillas to break the camp, and Chang Tie and others to urge food and grass in the back camp. The 200,000 Ming troops were in a mighty line, and the line stretched for dozens of miles, and were divided into three directions to point directly to the Wulandui of Yuanmeng.
When the army left Juyongguan, Yuan Meng's sentry detectives were completely killed by the killers of the Minglong Society. In the five days, Yuan Meng did not get any news about the Ming Dynasty's northern expedition. Five days later, the Ming Dynasty's army had already penetrated hundreds of miles into the grassland, annihilated more than a dozen Yuan Meng's cavalry along the way, and cut off thousands of heads. Three large tribes on the road were also slaughtered. Twenty thousand Xuwala people were killed, and only some young and strong women were sent to the inner palace for enslavement.
The 10,000 elite cavalry led by Lu Feng wandered around more than fifty miles away from the central army. The most vicious soldier among the 10,000 Ming Dynasty soldiers brought a thousand of the most cruel Jinyiwei masters in the entire Ming Dynasty. Wherever this ranger passed, blood flowed into a river, no Yuanmeng people could escape from their swords. When Lu Feng governed his army, as long as the soldiers worked hard to kill the enemy, they would not care about any mess they did. Therefore, the soldiers were plundering and plundering, making them very unhappy, and their morale expanded to a crazy level.
Boss Zhao, who was brought to Yanjing by Lu Feng, said privately to the soldiers who broke the camp: "Brothers, it's rare to find such a good commander. Along the way, the mutton smell of these Yuanmeng wives was a little stronger, but we also had fun. We also stole a lot of cattle, sheep and horses. From now on, we have to kill a few more Tartars to be worthy of Lord Lu."
He said with a splash: "I heard that Ulandui is the capital of the Yuanmeng Wala tribe now. Tsk tsk, there are many beautiful girls on the grassland, and they must be there. If we can be the first to rush into Ulandui and grab a few palace maids from the Yuanmeng palace to have fun, then this life will be worth the capital."
After saying this, the gangsters who broke the camp were drooling and wished they could rush outside the Ulan pile overnight and beat them to death and loot.
A few days ago, the officer of the Ranger Army was still very angry and asked Lu Feng: "Mr. Lu, is the army you led to fight like this? Your Majesty wants us to kill the Yuan and Mongolian Tatars, but letting them force themselves and loot, hasn't it ruined the reputation of our Ming army?"
Lu Feng held the teacup leisurely and asked with his eyes slanted, "Oh? Who would say it? Those dead people or the Central Military Officer? Well, I am the chief general of this army, and I have to decide what I say. Tomorrow, please ask the Central Military Officer to lead his own soldiers to fight the vanguard and promote the power of our Ming Iron Army."
Early the next morning, the central officer who led 100 personal soldiers to attack the vanguard siege was shot to death by arrows for no reason. Lu Feng gently sent a letter to Zhu Di of the central army, and the matter was over. Since then, no one has ever been able to talk about Lu Feng's military discipline. The only person who felt disliked was dead, and the more than 10,000 people left behind were birds of a feather. They were too late to plunder, so where was there any time to control military discipline?
Lying in the grassland on a summer night, Lu Feng lazily said to Zhou Chu: "Bah, as long as the soldiers can fight, I care what they like to do? Zhou Chu, if they pass the order, they will kill, if they want to j, if they want to rob, they will do it. But the speed of my army must be the fastest. We are the guerrilla army that abandons the baggage. If we don't move faster than His Majesty's central army, then we might as well kill them."
Under Lu Feng's urging and supervision, the soldiers of the camp screamed and could advance more than 300 miles a day and night, and soon they arrived at a place that was only more than 300 miles away from Wulandui. In front of them, a large tribe of tens of thousands of people was stationed there. The white tent surrounded the large lake in the middle, and countless cattle, sheep and horses were running happily on the grassland like clouds in the sky. The herdsmen laughed, mobilized the horses under their seats, chased the herds, and grazed the abundance and hope of the year.
With his deputy general and a dozen personal soldiers, Lu Feng stood on a small hill with sparse woods and looked down at the huge campsite seven or eight miles away. He squinted his eyes and calculated for a long time before he sighed: "This tribe is so big, with more than 10,000 tents, at least 70,000 to 80,000 people? According to Yuan Meng's approach, there are 15,000 or 20,000 elite troops who can fight on horses."
His deputy general, a member of the camp, looked at Lu Feng with respect, nodded and said, "Yes, general. If they had 20,000 people, we would not suffer much with armor and weapons. However, Yuan Meng's light cavalry traveled like the wind, and his bow and cavalry skills were much more proficient than us. If we had a head-on conflict on the grassland, we were afraid that we were not our opponents."
After hesitating for a moment, he whispered: "According to His Majesty's instructions, we will encounter the Yuanmeng Tartars. If we can kill them, we will directly lead them to the Central Army. We are close to Lord Jianneng's right camp. He has a 50,000 army under his command, and the Central Army's troops can easily eat 20,000 light cavalry."
Lu Feng frowned, and he shook his head gently, "Forget it, if they were led to the Central Army, hey, their soldiers would be wiped out, but won't all the people in this tribe run away? If you want to eat such a large piece of fat, why should you be promoted to another level? Why give it to others?" He said hesitantly: "There are so many elite cavalry in the 20,000 yuan meditation cavalry? Ordinary Yuanmeng people are better at bows and arrows. They are afraid that they are not fully equipped with armor and weapons, so there is no need to be afraid of them."
He clenched his fist and smashed it hard on the small tree beside him, knocking off a large piece of bark. Lu Feng ordered: "At midnight tonight, the army will attack the camp. Get more tincture oil and torches to burn them to death. Humph, their tents are so dense that a fire will be clean. It is a great thing that they can gather 5,000 people to resist. I don't believe that Yuan Meng is really born a warrior. Attacking the camp in the middle of the night, we are afraid that we can kill 30,000 elite troops, why are we afraid of their people who are just tens of thousands of millions of dollars?"
A strange sound of breaking through the air came, and Lu Feng's expression changed drastically. He grabbed the deputy general beside him with one hand and pressed him to the ground. With a "swish", a black light shredded over the head of the deputy general. His helmet was immediately split into two pieces, and a large bunny hair flew high. In a hurry, Lu Feng's hand was too strong. The general's head hit the ground heavily and fainted without saying a word.
The black light had just shot seven or eight feet away and turned back immediately. With a buzzing sound, the black light about 10 feet long exploded into more than a dozen, and it was rolled towards the personal soldiers. As soon as Lu Feng jumped up, the personal soldiers had already screamed and were shattered into pieces in the sword light. However, the person who took action was extremely cruel. The sword light gathered and scattered, and a ball of blood suddenly exploded seven or eight feet away. The nearby grassland and trees were all covered with blood.
After taking a long breath, the armor on Lu Feng's body exploded with a crisp sound, revealing the white brocade robe inside him. He looked at the sky coldly and shouted in a deep voice: "Come down, don't force me to take action."
The 'hehe' laughter kept ringing. The person who made the voice deliberately showed his strength. A floating voice hovered left and right, but he couldn't tell where he was.
Lu Feng's face turned cold, and his right sword point burst out, and a ball of golden light as big as a soybean flew out of his fingers, and went up thousands of feet high with a strange roar. Then countless golden light arrows shot down in a loud noise. With a loud noise, all the trees on the entire mountain were about a foot long and the golden light as thick as a finger was immediately blown to pieces as soon as it touched, and the mountain top was three feet shorter. The power of this golden light was too great!
A few people cursed in the sky, and various lights flashed, and nineteen black-robed men fell on the ground. They were all kinds of lights, which were the aura released by their magic weapons, and they shot down the light arrows in the sky. The middle-aged man with thin body, like a bamboo pole, and a trace of black air flowing slowly in his eyebrows and eyes roared in anger: "Fantian Seal, damn little thief, do you actually dare to use the Fantian Seal to deal with this God?"
He looked at Lu Feng and shouted angrily: "Hao, hurry up and take back your magic weapon, don't mislead yourself, otherwise I will break your sky seal, destroy your soul, let your soul be scattered, and you will never be reborn." With a "bang", a huge golden light shot down from the sky. The man in black gritted his teeth, and a black light shot out one after another, and immediately smashed the black light into pieces.
Lu Feng smiled coldly, stared at the man in black and looked at him. With his left hand, the sky-flipping seal in the sky roared down. About three inches of gold seal circled on his fingers and merged into his body. This time, what Lu Feng used was just the most common type of various magical uses of the Flipping Seal, but it had already made these men in black feel helpless. It was indeed an ancient Qibao, and it was indeed scary.
He picked up the Cantian Sword that fell on the ground when the armor exploded just now. Lu Feng smiled coldly: "Okay, it's so amazing, it's really amazing. Hey, can you destroy the Fentian Seal? Do you have this ability?... Zhou Chu, take Deputy General Zhao back and restrain the brothers to camp on the spot. Our army will attack the camp tonight."
Zhou Chu, who was rushing to the horse, and the confidant disciples of the Jinyiwei, who were hurriedly riding the horse, seemed to be heard, and looked at the black-clothed god, dismounted and grabbed Deputy General Zhao, turned his head and left.
Looking back at the countless tents in the distance, Lu Feng smiled sinisterly: "Everyone, we are fighting here, I'm afraid it will be shocking? It doesn't matter if we scare the people, but if we scare away my big fat meat, it will be sent by the heaven." He said scoundrelly: "Thunder King doesn't beat people who eat, you are bad people's food and clothing, but you will be struck by the heaven's thunder."
The man in black sneered, and his eyes flashed with green light, "Thunder strikes? Hehe, what can God do to me?"
But Lu Feng didn't give him any more opportunities to say, and jumped into a clear light and shot towards a hazy mountain shadow. Nineteen men in black could not expect that he would escape without saying a word, and couldn't help but panic for a moment. Under the anger of the god in black, they also flew up one after another and chased towards Lu Feng. However, Lu Feng's Immortal Sword passed by the Zhuque and Yuan Sheng's joint training, and its power increased by more than ten times? Lu Feng still carefully controlled the flight speed, but in his breath, he also pulled those people down thousands of feet apart.
After searching around the hill for a while, Lu Feng landed next to a small lake. Still speaking, he pinched a seal, took out forty-nine black bone beads from the golden seal of the witch tribe treasure house, and sprinkled it out casually. A 'gudu' sound, thick black smoke rose from all around, and disappeared immediately after three feet above the ground, but the bone beads disappeared.
"In the past few months, I, Lu Feng, have not been wasting my kung fu. Although the things left in this witch tribe's treasure house are not the strongest magic weapon of the witch tribe, they are also very powerful witch tools. I guess they are more than enough to deal with you monks in the Nascent Soul stage... Hey, it's not a man to bully people with the help of treasures. But I, Lu Feng, is not a gentleman in my original state, and I don't care about so much. The war is dangerous, as long as I can survive, what methods should I do."
The black light flashed continuously, and nineteen men in black surrounded Lu Feng with a smile on their faces. The god in black shouted loudly: "Boy, I might as well tell you the name of this god. I am under the right holy throne, and I am the god of Fantasy. I am here today, but I am not asking for trouble for you, but my lord..."
Lu Feng shouted loudly: "Bold, a mere Taoist practitioner dares to be arrogant and call him the emperor, wouldn't it be against him? The saint is the common saint in the world. Apart from the current emperor, who else dares to use this name?" In his scolding, he used a little bit of chaotic energy, which immediately caused a wave of spiritual energy around the world. The huge sound waves shocked the small lake beside him, which raised more than ten feet of waves. It looked so scary?
The waves were just like Lu Feng's thoughts, and his heart was turbulent, but it quickly calmed down. Lu Feng really saw his face. Isn't this guy the most active and proactive gods around the right saint when the right saint attacked Qingyunping? But on the surface, Lu Feng would never dare to reveal his own strangeness.
Huan Jue was so angry that he curled his mouth, and he shouted, "How can we, the people who practice Taoism, care about whether he is an emperor or an emperor? What is the emperor? That is, those who are righteous are respectful to such a broken emperor. How can we evil people recognize him? "
Lu Feng immediately refuted: "In this way, are the two masters, monk Daoyan and monk Dao Ni, who are the orthodox people? Then I, Lu Feng, aren't I, a kind of scholar?"
Huanjue stayed for a long time and was so angry that he shouted. He shouted sternly: "Ha, younger generation Lu Feng, I don't care about you so much. In short, my Lord asked me to come to you to give you a chance. My Lord is the master's favorite subordinate. If you obey my Lord and surrender to my Lord's seat, you will naturally have endless benefits. My Lord doesn't want you to do anything special. As long as you report what Monk Taoyan and Monk Tao Ni are doing every day, you will naturally..."
Lu Feng hung the Cantian Sword on his belt lazily, yawned, and looked at the Huan Jue weakly. His whole body was swaying and he stepped forward a few steps, tilting his head and looking at him with disdain. "Oh? After that, that's all? Hey, the benefits? What benefits can your lord give me? I'm alive and have such a treasure as a turn of heaven. What benefits can your lord give me? Will I be able to ascend to the immortals on the ground?"
Huanjue was stunned for a moment, and suddenly pulled out a rope of small fingers from his arms, smooth as jade, and flashing golden light. He smiled proudly and said, "I don't hide it from you. My Master is very fond of you. It depends on your daring to attack our Master that day, and you will know that you are a brave hero. Your heart is vicious and your character is shameless enough. In addition, you hold great power, which is exactly the person we need."
Chapter completed!