Qiankun Gourd

Chapter 362: Fierce Tiger Camp

"Brother Zhang! How could I abandon you?"

Ye Feng shouted, swinging his sword towards the mount of an unexpected general.

The sudden general was frightened when he saw this scene. He pulled the reins of the red bull, and the red bull turned around and kicked Ye Feng hard with its hooves.

"court death!"

The sudden general shouted loudly.

Seeing Red Bull kicking at him, Ye Feng jumped and hid far away.

"drive!"

The general suddenly clamped his legs together, shouted loudly, lowered his head, and used his sharp horns to rush towards Ye Feng.

At the same time, General Tuwu swung his sword and chopped at Ye Feng's head.

Ye Feng moved his feet slightly, and the next moment he appeared behind Red Bull and punched him.

Bang!

A punch hit the red bull on its butt, and the red bull didn't stop and rushed to the edge of the cliff.

There was a loud bang!

The Red Bull crashed into the rock wall of the cliff, causing a bloody head injury and death on the spot.

The blood flowing out of Red Bull's body turned into countless blood mists and flew towards Ye Feng's small gourd.

The sudden general jumped up, stomped his feet hard on the cliff, turned his body, and swung his scimitar towards Ye Feng again.

The opponent was extremely fast, and others would have no time to dodge.

Ye Feng stepped on the ground and it cracked. He then shot out and swung his sword to fight against the opponent.

Bang bang bang!

Several voices came!

Ye Feng's long sword collided with the opponent's scimitar continuously, followed by a scream. The sudden general died on the spot after Ye Feng cut his throat.

Then, blood spurted out from the neck of the Tuwu general, turning into countless blood mists and flying into Ye Feng's small gourd.

"General Sangkun was killed!"

Someone suddenly shouted loudly.

"General Sangkun!"

Another Tuwu general who was fighting with Zhang Daliang heard the shouting and looked over. He saw General Sangkun lying in a pool of blood and shouted loudly.

Zhang Daliang was delighted when he heard this. He didn't expect Ye Feng to be so powerful. He killed a sudden general in a short time.

"You thieves, none of you can escape this time!"

Zhang Daliang's morale was boosted, and he swung his sword at another sudden general.

The unexpected general brandished his sword and rushed forward.

A clang!

The machete hit the scimitar, causing the general's palm to feel numb.

In a two-on-one situation, General Tuwu could not feel how powerful Zhang Daliang was, and when he faced Zhang Daliang alone, he felt a little overwhelmed.

"What a great strength! Retreat quickly, retreat quickly!"

The general suddenly grabbed the reins of Red Bull and turned to escape, but Zhang Daliang did not give him the chance.

"Where to go!"

Zhang Daliang leaped from his horse, swung his machete and chopped at the back of the Tuwu general.

With a "whoosh" sound, the general was suddenly split in half!

"General Tulu has also been killed, run away!"

Seeing this, the Tuwu monks dared not to fight any more. They dropped their weapons and fled in all directions.

The blood of the Turks killed by Zhang Daliang and other Tang soldiers did not turn into blood mist and fly into Ye Feng's small gourd.

"I see. Only the blood of those killed before me can be absorbed by the gourd."

Ye Feng was thinking about something.

"Brother Ye, I didn't expect you to be so strong. I'm sorry for you this time!"

Zhang Daliang happily jumped off the horse, came to Ye Feng and patted him on the shoulder.

Ye Feng came back to his senses and smiled slightly: "Brother Zhang, it's just a piece of cake!"

"Someone, bring Brother Ye a unicorn beast!"

Zhang Daliang instructed Liu Hua who was standing beside him.

Liu Hua agreed and led a tall unicorn from a distance.

"Brother Ye, this horse is yours from now on!"

"Thank you very much!"

Ye Feng thanked him with a little impoliteness.

"Let's go!"

Zhang Daliang gave an order and everyone mounted their horses, transporting food and fodder to the Liehu Camp.

Half a day later, the group arrived at a large camp carrying food and fodder.

Outside the camp gate, there stood two tall guards holding spears, and next to each guard stood a yellow tiger.

"Everyone in the military camp, please give us your tokens!"

A guard stopped Zhang Daliang and shouted.

Although they knew Zhang Daliang, according to military rules, anyone entering or leaving the barracks must have a token.

Zhang Daliang did not dare to delay and hurriedly took out a bronze token from his waist.

"Zhang Daliang from the grain and grass camp, escort the grain and grass here as ordered!"

The guard took the token, checked it, and seeing that there was no problem, he smiled and returned it to Zhang Daliang.

"Master Zhang! Master Qin has been waiting in the camp for a long time. Please come in!"

Zhang Daliang clasped his fists and bowed slightly, then led everyone to escort the food and fodder into the military camp.

After arranging the food and grass, Zhang Daliang went to the Liehu Camp to command the tent.

Ye Feng and his companions were arranged to rest in a place in the military camp.

If he wanted to repair the small gourd as quickly as possible, he had to kill more people, Ye Feng thought.

About half an hour later, Zhang Daliang walked out of the commander's tent reluctantly.

Just now in the big tent, the commander of the Liehu Camp announced the letter of appointment, appointing him as the centurion of the tenth team of the Liehu Camp. The team he brought did not need to go back and could remain in the Liehu Camp.

Commander Xu of the grain and forage camp had mentioned this matter to him before, but he refused. However, now that the letter of appointment has been issued, he has no choice. As a soldier, military orders are as heavy as mountains.

He was also helpless.

"Brothers! I have something to announce to you. From today on, we will be incorporated into the Fierce Tiger Battalion, and we will form the tenth team of centurions."

When these words were spoken, everyone was in an uproar, some were willing and some were unwilling.

However, Ye Feng showed a happy smile on his face. If this was the case, he could go to the battlefield, kill more Tuwu people, and collect more blood mist. This would undoubtedly be a good thing for him.

"It is the duty of a soldier to obey orders. We cannot hesitate for a moment! Facing a powerful enemy, a good man should take it as his responsibility to serve the country!"

Seeing that everyone's morale was low, Zhang Daliang shouted loudly.

It's no wonder that these people are unhappy. In the grain camp, there is not much to do on weekdays. They just have to transport grain occasionally. There is no danger. They can also receive food and wages on time every month. They live a very happy life.

Although the Liehu Camp had abundant food and pay, it was extremely dangerous. There was often a small battle every day and a big battle every ten days. It was no exaggeration to say that they were living on the edge of a knife.

"Master Zhang! I have elderly parents and young children at home. Please have mercy and let me go back!"

A short middle-aged sergeant suddenly said.

"Yes, Captain Zhang, we still want to return to the forage camp, please let us go back."

A young sergeant said.

"You ungrateful people, if Captain Zhang hadn't kept you in the barracks, you would have been beheaded long ago.

Today, Captain Zhang is going to use you, but you want to desert.

Still human? "

Liu Hua glared at everyone and said.

"Liu Hua, you don't have to force it. I welcome those brothers who are willing to stay. For those brothers who don't want to stay, that's fine too. You can return to the grain camp and continue to serve the country."

Zhang Daliang said,

"Okay, brothers who want to go back may go back, and brothers who are staying, follow me to allocate tents."