From a small soldier in the frontier army, an immortal god of war was born

Chapter 25: The Late Stage of Beheading; Traitors in the Army

The gun shadow in the dark night is like a dragon!

By the time the drunken bandits heard the noise, it was too late.

Wu Fengdeng had already rushed out from one side, rushing towards them with a gun.

Stab, pick, and chop.

These three moves were totally unstoppable in the narrow space. The bandit had just uttered a cry when he was knocked over by a series of neck scratches.

The remaining few wanted to escape, but they were blocked by Qiao Li and others on the other side, and were all killed by random bullets.

It only took ten breaths.

The place that the one hundred men of the Shenji Camp had failed to capture in five days was breached by Wu Fengdeng and his five men in just ten breaths.

It sounds ironic.

"Burned."

Wu Fengdeng wiped the blood off the gun and his eyes stopped on the pile of arrows next to him.

Most of them were produced by the army. Most of the arrowheads were worn out, and it was obvious that they were picked up by bandits from the mountains, but they were still usable.

If the Shenji Camp were allowed to fight like this for another two days, the bandits would be well fed.

His eyes turned cold, and then he threw it in with a big fire.

The fire gradually spread.

Just one position was not enough to satisfy him. In addition, the few men Wang Hu gave him were all elite and more than enough to deal with the bandits, so he captured three more positions in succession and killed more than forty bandits.

And there were zero casualties on our side.

First, Wu Fengdeng’s spear was sharp, and second, the bandits were used to being idle and neglected to be on guard, so if they encountered him, they would basically be dead.

This noise finally alarmed the village on the mountain, and in an instant everyone in Datou Mountain became restless.

"Fuck! Soldiers and officers!"

"How dare a small pawn launch a sneak attack!"

"Strip them for me!"

……

"Brother Wu, it's time to retreat."

Qiao Li said in a low voice as he enjoyed the killing.

"Retreat? The vanguard camp is charging forward and cannot retreat a single step. We have been training our troops for many days just to kill the enemy."

Wu Fengdeng was full of fighting spirit, and his handsome face looked ferocious in the firelight.

"One of you goes to ask for reinforcements, and the rest follow me to kill them!"

He didn't believe that Wang Hu gave him nine elite soldiers just to take over a trivial archery position.

There are some things he doesn't say, but that doesn't mean Wu Fengdeng doesn't understand.

bass!
The spear was swung in the air, making a crisp buzzing sound.

"kill!"

As more than a hundred bandits swooped down on him, Wu Fengdeng was filled with energy and blood, and he went upstream!

At this moment, he was no longer as nervous as he was the first time at the Black Wind Village. Many days of training had greatly improved his kung fu.

In addition, he also has the Qi and blood cultivation of the middle stage of the Leather Refining Realm, the powerful power of the Heavy Spear Sea Python, and the blessing of attributes such as [Power], [Steel Hand], [Visitation], and Dragon Thorn.

His combat power has reached the late stage of the Leather Refining Realm, and he is completely crushing these bandits who are a mixture of mortals and warriors.

Like wolves and sheep, they picked up heads one after another with their spears and charged straight into the hinterland!

The warm blood sprayed on my face, and the smell was even more refreshing.

Pfft!

Another fierce blow tore the bandit apart, and a cold light flashed in the spray of scarlet blood.

It's a devil-head sword!

Wu Fengdeng raised the gun sharply with the butt of his hand.

Clang!
The steel ring at the end of the spear directly blocked the knife, and the powerful force caused the spear to return to Wu Fengdeng's hand.

He put it around his waist and looked up.

He was a big man with a thick beard, wearing a tight cotton coat with the cotton inside out, and he smelled strongly of alcohol.

"You rascal! How dare you attack the mountain alone? How dare you!"

His eyes were filled with anger, his voice was like thunder, and he was full of murderous intent.

"Do I need to consult you before I attack the mountain?"

Wu Fengdeng carefully sensed his qi and blood.

It is rich and strong, rising and falling in the middle and late stages of the Skin Refining Realm.

Just count it as the later period.

Can fight!

"You are so arrogant! Then I will use your head as a urinal!"

The big man grinned fiercely and rushed forward in a few steps.

Suddenly~
The strong wind from the machete made Wu Fengdeng's hair flutter, and he immediately held the spear in front of him to catch it steadily. Suddenly, he kicked sideways!
The big man felt pain, his stomach suddenly deflated, and he retreated like a rolled-up shrimp.

Then he faced Wu Fengdeng's heavy and fierce blows.

Clang clang!
The ghost-headed sword raised up its hands every time to resist, but was suppressed by the heavy gun every time.

The big man was confused.

What the hell is this monster!

The young man in front of me was young and delicate like a woman. I thought he was a powerful man, but I didn't expect him to be so strong!
The middle stage of the Leather Refining Realm!
It was not until this time that the big man realized that the young man in front of him also had vigorous energy and blood. Although it was not as vigorous as his later years, it was not far behind.

Such a young person in the middle stage of the Leather Refining Realm?

Also, does the middle stage of the Leather Refining Realm have this kind of strength?

All these shocks washed over his cognition, making him doubt how fucked up the world was becoming.

clang!
Another fierce blow came down, and the big man's knuckles were bleeding and his arms were shaking.

Oh shit!

Fuck!
I'll chop you into pieces!
Swift knife kill!

There was a sudden strong wind in front of Wu Fengdeng, and the sword lights that flashed one after another were fast and fierce, scratching his face painfully.

He immediately stepped back and dodged the sea of ​​swords raised by the big man.

"Ahahahaha, you little pretty boy, can't you hit me? Just stand there obediently!"

He laughed wildly and wantonly.

He seemed to firmly believe that this martial art could completely strangle Wu Fengdeng.

But this is just the old lady's way of showing off.

In less than five breaths, it was forcibly deflected by Wu Fengdeng's Sea-Sweeping Spear.

Finally, the sixteenth move, the wave is complete!

Bang!
The ghost-headed sword was knocked to the ground in an instant.

【Dragon Thorn】

puff!
The big man felt a chill all over his body.

He had no choice but to kneel on the ground with a grim face, blood spurting out of his mouth, and he was extremely shocked.

Wu Fengdeng was breathing heavily, and the continuous fighting made him a little exhausted.

But his eyes were still sharp, and he asked in a deep voice: "Where did you learn the Swift Knife Killing Technique from?"

The sword technique he had just used was very similar to the basic martial arts of the swordsmen in the army, "Eight Swift Sword Killing Styles".

Especially the few times he had just come into contact, that familiar way of using force made him confirm his inner guess, because he had practiced against swordsmen and axemen more than once during past training and was very familiar with it.

This is military martial arts!
How can a bandit learn military martial arts? !
Could it be that it was taught by the bandits who became bandits?

It is not very likely. Being able to learn martial arts means that you are no longer cannon fodder in the army and there is no need to become a bandit.

In the face of his questioning, the big man's eyes were full of regret and resentment.

"You, you guys... come out..."

Before he could finish his words, his voice became so soft that it could not be heard clearly, and he dropped his head and collapsed to the ground.

Wu Fengdeng had no choice but to pull out his gun, feeling a little regretful that he shouldn't have killed the man with one shot. It would have been better to keep him for interrogation.

But this is understandable. After all, it was a life-and-death duel, so there was no time to consider this.

"But it was a little rewarding. He finally said it was out of his mind... on the contrary? Judging from his lip movements, it looked like it."

"Could it be that there is a traitor in the army?"

Wu Fengdeng felt a chill down his spine. Before he could think carefully, more bandits rushed over with murderous eyes.

The battle is far from over.

……

"Assholes, who told them to attack without permission!"

In the military camp ten miles away, Xu Tailai was wearing a white middle-length robe, putting on armor and roaring. His angry look made him look like a dragon.

"It was Wu Fengdeng, a sergeant under Wang Dutong. He led nine people and rushed up Datou Mountain."

Xu's confidant Zhang Lubing followed his footsteps with a frown on his face.

"Wu Fengdeng?"

"Send troops! Reinforcements!"

Xu Tailai gritted his teeth and spoke word by word.

In an instant, more than a hundred elite soldiers rushed up Datou Mountain.

However, the battle was already settled by then.

But inside the mountain stronghold, there were corpses everywhere and the night was stained with blood.

Among the few soldiers who were barely standing, there was one who stood straight.

The figure holding the sea snake spear, half stained with blood, was reflected in everyone's pupils.

Shocked, trembling.

(End of this chapter)