But Chu Feng just didn't take it seriously: "What's the big deal?"
His arrogant tone made everyone sigh.
Commander Yang put away his appreciation and looked at Chu Feng angrily: "Is this how you operate, treating human life as a trifle?"
Chu Feng sighed and waved to Le Shu next to him: "Bring me a chair."
Although Le Shu felt that Chu Feng was always amazing, he did something wrong in this matter, so he didn't want to talk to Chu Feng.
Chu Feng didn't feel bored either. Since no one was paying attention to him, he would move a chair for himself.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, he added some more wood to the bonfire and then sat on the chair: "Why are you so stupid? Isn't it all about the art of war? So we must lead people to the other side of the river.
, fight again?”
Everyone was puzzled.
Chu Feng had just finished saying this. He wanted to lead people to the other side of the river and then destroy the bridge. Why did he turn around and refuse to admit it?
Is it possible that if a person's face is cultivated to a certain thickness, he can fabricate right and wrong at will?
Chu Feng, who exuded the aura of an outsider and looked like you all don't understand me, shook his head with some disappointment: "First of all, we can use very few people to create a huge scene. Secondly, we can leave two
Once they have led the enemy across the river, they can row the boat back here."
"Even if they can find a way back here, I'm afraid it will take some time. Then we can take this opportunity to use the Niu Niu Legion to break through Qinghe Mansion."
Chu Feng's eyes revealed endless disappointment.
It's a pity that no one supported his good show, because everyone nodded quickly after hearing this. Even the village chief and others who were slumped on the ground like soft-legged shrimps quickly became active: "This plan
, it is indeed a clever plan from heaven and man.”
But the most important person who made suggestions, Chu Feng, was left behind by them.
Because he was woken up in the middle of the night and the cold wind blew all night long, Chu Feng rubbed his thin clothes and sneezed heavily: "If I catch the cold tomorrow, then none of you can even think of escaping!"
This was ancient times. In this era and with such medical standards, a small cold could really kill someone.
Chu Feng returned to his room trembling all over.
But when the sun rose the next day, it was still alive and kicking.
This made Chu Feng himself feel a little surprised: "My body has been damaged by someone's acupuncture points and fed so many poisons. Logically speaking, I should be very weak. How can I be so able to bear it?"
When Le Shu came to Chu Feng with breakfast, he looked at Chu Feng, who was jumping around in the yard like a monkey with burned feet, and muttered a bunch of words to himself.
Le Shu smiled and shook his head: "Did you overlook something? The poison in your body has been detoxified, and you have ninety-nine layers of yang energy. Not only are you immune to all poisons, but you can still be immune to all diseases.
"
After understanding the reason behind this, Chu Feng felt relieved, but he still warned very cautiously: "Although I say so, can you teach me a lesson gently in the future?"
Le Shu suddenly gritted his teeth: "Before I brought you out directly, I called you at least dozens of times, and even helped you up from the bed. You said you should take it easy, but you fell back to sleep."
Chu Feng scratched his head and thought about it carefully, but he really couldn't recall such a memory.
He could only say with a little complaint: "Then you should at least find me some thick clothes to put on. Forget it, let's eat first. Our department has big things to do today."
After Chu Feng finished speaking, he waved his hand and even invited Le Shu to sit down and enjoy it together.
Le Shu looked at Chu Feng with some confusion: "Is there anything else important?"
Chu Feng, who was devouring his food, paused slightly when he heard this, and looked at the sky outside: "It's almost noon, don't we still have to lure the enemy across the river? If we don't make preparations early, we might be surrounded by them.
Well, I have to get into that smelly ditch again."
Le Shu understood clearly: "So that's what happened."
Seeing her not in a hurry, Chu Feng suddenly felt puzzled: "Why aren't you in a hurry?"
Le Shu said calmly: "If I wait for you, I'm afraid I will be blocked in the smelly ditch again. Last night, Commander Yang and the village chief were busy. Now, they may have crossed the river."
Chu Feng choked on the steamed bun: "Why so fast?"
He felt that he had just slept, but he felt like he had died early in the morning.
"My posture must be wrong when I get up. Maybe you froze me out of hallucination last night. Just leave me alone. I'll go back and get some sleep!" With that, Chu Feng was about to get into the house.
Le Shu grabbed the man and said, "Although we don't need you, you still have to come with us."
By the Qingshui River, Commander Yang and others hid a little further away. They looked at the huge momentum in the distance, but in fact most of the troops were decoys disguised as scarecrows. They looked at those chasing behind the decoys, and they seemed to be advancing and retreating in a controlled manner.
, the extraordinary imposing soldiers.
There was a hint of sarcasm in Fang Yixin's eyes: "A prefect should have this kind of strength?"
After saying that, he turned around and glanced at Commander Yang: "But you are not surprised at all. Did you already know it?"
Commander Yang sighed: "I have heard about it before, but now that I have seen it, I am afraid that they are a bit braver than the imperial army guarding the capital. No wonder he dare not ask the capital for help."
Apart from anything else, the Minister of War is probably not willing to allow Commander Yang to continue to grow.
"And have you noticed anything? Is it possible that Niutouzhuang blocked such powerful soldiers with a small tunnel?" Commander Yang's voice was even more mocking than Fang Yixin's.
Fang Yixin fell silent.
Even if he is the number one scholar, even if his strength is extraordinary, he has not spent much time in the officialdom and has never really walked outside. Naturally, he cannot understand the twists and turns here: "But...
Please ask Commander Yang to clear up the confusion."
Behind them, Chu Feng's incoherent voice sounded: "What else could it be? I just want to raise people to be stronger and earn a lot of credit when the time comes, or to be bolder and directly encourage the people of Niutou Village to change.
, and if we suppress him again, then this prefect will probably become a powerful general."
Fang Yixin instantly felt that all the confusion lingering in his heart had dissipated.
He squinted his eyes and glanced in the direction of Qinghe Mansion: "According to this, the prefect will have to peel off his skin even if he doesn't die."
Chu Feng shook his head: "Originally, I wanted to make a big fuss, but now, he must die!"
"Because..." Chu Feng pointed to the other side of the river with a hint of meaning.
