C118 Fight to the Death

But there's still a procedure to go.

First, he asked seventh elder brother, Kuan Jiangjing.

"Seventh elder brother, how do you think we should deal with this attack?"

Hearing Zhang Jingxuan's words, Kuan Jiangjing replied seriously, "Soldiers? If they dare to provoke us, we will just kill them all. But I think these guys have low martial arts, so it would be meaningless to fight them. Why don't we just ignore them? "

After getting an ambiguous answer, Zhang Jingxuan nodded respectfully.

"Seventh elder brother is right!"

Turning his head, he asked Lee Huanqing again, "Huanqing, what do you think we should do?" Lee Huanqing did not expect him to ask her. She was stunned for a moment. Then she smiled and said, "Eighth brother, you decide. I am just a soldier and I will go in the wind and rain. It is up to you. "

Zhang Jingxuan was a little distracted when he saw her warm smile. This girl was really good at changing. The first time he saw her in a brothel was the same as last night when he killed Lei Feng'er. But now, she looked completely different. She looked like a million different people. Which one was her real body?

Zhang Jingxuan returned the favor with a smile and discarded all distracting thoughts. Then, he started to give the order.

All the troops were on alert. Zhang Jingxuan asked Kuan Jiangjing to go upstairs and observe the enemy before making a decision.

Zhang Nanyao held the flag in his hand and stood on the left with his head held high. Lee Huanqing held the token in her hand and stood on the right side. Zhang Jingxuan and Kuan Jiangjing were young and good-looking. There was no killing intent at all. This combination made people feel a little strange.

They walked towards the wall of the stronghold, and Zhang Nanyao guided them. Along the way, they saw that the soldiers of the stronghold were strong and strong, full of ambition. Perhaps it was because they heard the news of several chiefs' injuries and Feng Jintao's death, some of the impulsive soldiers suppressed the anger in their hearts. They wished they could go out and kill to their heart's content. But without military orders, they could only carry out their duties according to the rules, showing the strict discipline of the stronghold.

As they advanced, the commander of the Breeze Stronghold, Zhu Ziming, and commander of the Bu Army, Chen Beijun, all paid their respects to Zhang Jingxuan. It was rare for Kuan Jiangjing to take the initiative to tell Zhang Jingxuan that these two people, along with Tian Liewu, the leader of the scout camp, and the supervisor, Zhang Nanyao... They were called the Four Great Guardians of the Breeze Stronghold. The four of them were young, and the oldest Tian Liewu was only twenty-five years old. The youngest, Chen Bei County, was in his early twenties. Under the seven chiefs, the four of them were in charge of various matters. They managed the Breeze Stronghold in an orderly manner.

Zhang Jingxuan paid extra respect to the two of them. Zhu and Chen saw that Zhang Jingxuan was still young. His bearing was naturally extraordinary. In addition, they knew that he had saved all the chiefs last night. All of them were very respectful to him. While they were chatting, they went up to the fortress wall together.

Looking down, they saw flags fluttering at the foot of the mountain, and a battalion of soldiers were standing at the foot of the mountain. A huge flag with the word 'rice' was reflected in their eyes, and the biggest one was the color of green and white. Together with the big yellow and brown word "rice," it was not beautiful at all. Instead, it gave people the feeling that it was dirty.

Zhang Jingxuan raised his eyebrows and pointed at the enemy camp, "Everyone, the enemy has come to attack the camp at this time. They must have colluded with the bad guys last night and wanted to take advantage of the situation to get some benefits. seventh elder brother, what do you think we should do to such an enemy? "

Kuan Jiangjing frowned. At this moment, he didn't seem to be in a trance. He said angrily," To a thief like this, naturally we should give him a good beating. Let him know how powerful our Breeze Stronghold is! Look at all these big flags. They seem to be interesting. Why don't I go and meet them first?" As he spoke, his anger turned into joy. It was as if the stronger the opponent, the more powerful their background would be. It also made him happier.

Zhang Jingxuan had been waiting for him to say these words. He hurriedly replied, "seventh elder brother is wise. Then we will do as you said. We will order the soldiers to come and meet the generals later. We don't need Mr. Lee and the others to rest. This group of clowns will come and cause trouble. seventh elder brother, you are older than me. Today, you will help me watch the enemy's formation. Let Eighth Brother take the lead."

Zhang Nanyao, who was standing at the side, saw that the two chiefs were in high spirits. It seemed that they wanted to say something, but in the end, they remained silent. He only gave Zhu Ziming and Chen Beijun a look.

The tradition of Breeze Stronghold was to do whatever they wanted without hesitation.

Zhu Ziming brought along a hundred cavalry and two hundred infantry soldiers from Chen Beijun. With the sound of the cannon, the two of them followed Zhang Jingxuan and Kuan Jiangjing out of the stronghold. Zhang Nanyao, Lee Huanqing, and the rest were guarding the stronghold.

Hearing the sound of the cannon on the opposite side, Mi Shuhuang, who had already set up camp and was planning to stabilize the situation, was shocked in the tent.

The side that he was attacking had not even gone up to fight, so why would the side that was attacked be the first to attack?

It seemed like something was not right! Yann Lanxun wasn't trying to trick him, was he? Just because he was so mysterious, he was able to capture the leader of the Breeze Stronghold in one fell swoop? That was just a pipe dream!

At this moment, Mi Shuhuang was deeply blaming himself. He wished he could give the order to change the front line and retreat immediately.

Just as he was frowning, the huge candle pegasus outside came to report, "Sir, a group of people from the Breeze Stronghold came down to challenge you. The two youths in the lead looked like they were eighteen, nineteen, and fifteen or sixteen. They said the seventh chief and Eighth Chief of Brigands of the Breeze Stronghold. Sir, please make a decision. "

When Mi Shuhuang heard this, his expression immediately changed, and he became spirited.

The ones who came down the mountain were neither Lee Yuming nor Feng Jintao, but the Seventh Chief and Eighth Chief of Brigands who had never heard of their names. Could it be that Yann Lanxun really succeeded? And because he had fought with the other party, both sides had suffered heavy losses, so he could not report it to him?

When he thought of this, Mi Shuhuang only felt a wave of heat rising from his spine, and he was abnormally full of energy. This was a rhythm that allowed him to monopolize everything!

If Yann Lanxun and Hu Dayuv were to die together with Lee Yuming, Feng Jintao, and the others, then this great achievement of annihilating the Breeze Stronghold by himself would fall into his hands, and his meteoric rise would be just around the corner!

Mi Shuhuang didn't hesitate any longer. He hurriedly called Pang Zhu and rushed to the front of the formation, wanting to find out the details of the matter.

Zhang Jingxuan and the others arranged the formation outside the mountain stronghold and sent a few soldiers with loud voices to shout at the Mi family army. They asked their commander to speak. Of course, his words were not polite at all. The archers on the stronghold all drew their bows and nocked arrows. Once the enemy army attacked, arrows rained down like rain, covering Zhang Jingxuan and the others as they retreated back to the mountain stronghold.

Mi Shuhuang came to the front of the formation and saw that it was indeed as Pang Zhu had said. He did not see Lee Yuming nor Feng Jintao, but two young men in the middle. The few people beside him were obviously not the legendary chiefs of Breeze Stronghold. They felt even more reassured.

He waved his hand and led Pang Zhu and his twenty personal guards out of the camp and into the middle of the two armies.