The cold wind was fierce, the horses neighed, and the snowflakes rolled into the bone-piercing wind, chilling people's hearts.
Xia Lihong gritted his teeth and looked at the young general in front of him, wishing he could skin him and bruise him, "Yan Tu! You blocked my Western Expedition army first, and destroyed my food and grass later! I, Xia Lihong, will never let you go easily!"
The man sitting on the horse opposite has bronze skin, holding a heavy hammer tightly in his hand, and his face is as carved as a knife and an axe. What is even more surprising is that the man's glazed eyes are shining like a prairie.
The purest lake water is like the dazzling stars in the night sky, which makes people dare not look directly.
If it weren't for the young and arrogant look between his eyebrows, Xia Lihong once thought that he was facing a veteran who had been on the battlefield for a long time!
This is none other than the third prince of Yan, Yan Tu!
Listening to Xia Lihong's angry words, Yan Tu just laughed up to the sky, with a hint of teasing and disdain in his eyes, but the Chinese he spoke was extremely standard.
"Oh, you are colluding with the Black Tiger Tribe. Are you afraid that others will not know that you have surrendered to the enemy?!"
"You!" Xia Lihong almost vomited blood and looked at the other person through gritted teeth, "You are telling lies!"
"You bitch, don't you have any idea in your mind?! Ah? On the battlefield, you are only allowed to play dirty tricks, and others are not allowed to get around you. I want to see if your brain has been kicked by a horse, and you are just talking nonsense.
!" Yan Tu laughed loudly, but the words he cursed were extremely unpleasant.
Xia Lihong just stared at the other party, "You burned our army's food and grass. How will your Yan country... spend this winter?! It will be the beginning of winter soon. Don't blame me for not reminding you.
You! You are digging your own grave!"
Yan Tu curled up the corner of his mouth, with a terrifying aura all over his body, but raised a bloodthirsty smile that was harmless to humans and animals.
"This...don't worry about it!"
Yan Tu sneered, and did not forget to make a face at Xia Lihong. He randomly picked up a piece of dirt and hit Xia Lihong's horse accurately. The horse suddenly hissed and almost knocked Xia Lihong off his feet.
dismount.
Yan Tu, on the other hand, turned his head and disappeared into the vast grassland with his army.
The cold wind was biting and the stars were twinkling in the sky. Xia Lihong was so angry that he trembled and returned to the city with his troops.
"Go! Call all the generals that can be assembled back! Have a meeting!" Xia Lihong returned to the camp and dismounted, roaring and kicking a deputy general on the shoulder.
The lieutenant general endured the pain and did not dare to delay, so he hurriedly ran to call for help.
Not long after, the main tent was already crowded with people.
"How unreasonable! How unreasonable!" Xia Lihong kicked a brazier and knocked it sideways, trembling with anger.
"Your Highness, those who achieve great things must keep their emotions and anger hidden. You..." A somewhat old voice sounded. The person sitting at the head of the table spoke in a calm tone and could not hear his emotions.
The man had a face that was somewhat similar to Wang Shujun's and was twirling his beard at the moment, as if what was happening around him had nothing to do with him.
If Wen Ranran were standing here and saw this person, she would definitely scream in surprise.
Because this person was none other than Shan Feng, who looked familiar to Wen Ranran at the Yangzhou Martial Arts Conference.
Perhaps, it would be more appropriate to call him Wang Fengshan at this time.
"This...General Wang doesn't know...that thief! He went too far! He actually burned all our reserves of food and grass!" Xia Lihong managed to calm down his emotions and told him what happened now.
Wang Fengshan.
After Wang Fengshan listened, a crack finally appeared on his calm face.