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

Chapter 5: Capturing the thief and making a contribution!

The hammer was as fast as lightning, and it was stuck in the moment when the black shadow's vision switched. It was obvious that it had accumulated power in advance and was waiting for an opportunity!
In a flash, the hammer was already in front of him, and the cold wind was as sharp as a knife.

The black shadow had no time to dodge and had to turn his face away, barely missing the hammer.

clang!
The sack happened to hit him on his back, and its heavy force broke his hands free and knocked him to the ground.

Wu Fengdeng was quick-witted and quick-handed. He immediately dismounted from his horse, taking advantage of the momentum to swing the hammer, using his [Power] technique to its fullest extent at this moment.

In less than a moment, a full-strength hammer was brewing and smashed down with a whistling sound!

Click!

As the black shadow struggled, the hammer hit his left shoulder, causing several hair-raising bone-breaking sounds!

Hey!
A scream pierced the night sky, shattering the silence.

"who!"

In the far distance, a fire lit up, figures gathered, and the clanging of weapons and iron boots could be heard faintly.

Wu Fengdeng was delighted, but in an instant he was frightened into a cold sweat by a flash of cold light.

Swish!

A dagger was swung rapidly in front of him, but fortunately he took two steps back in time and was not stabbed.

"Shu Zi is looking for death!"

The black shadow growled and bared its teeth, its eyes bloodshot.

He staggered to his feet and swung his knife again!

However, his left shoulder was broken, and he felt excruciating pain whenever he moved. The scimitar in his hand also lost its accuracy, and he failed to hit Wu Fengdeng several times.

The latter was fighting for the first time and calmed down quickly.

He bent sideways and dodged the knife again!

Driven by his thoughts, Wu Fengdeng suddenly recalled the moves of "The Art of Military Conquest", and his body instinctively moved to exert his strength, with his muscles tensed.

Then he shouted loudly and smashed the black shadow's open chest with an iron knife.

boom!
Wu Fengdeng exerted all his strength, with such incredible force that he knocked the black shadow five meters away, causing it to stagger and fall to the ground!

puff!
But the moment he fell to the ground, his throat churned and blood spurted out, directly soaking the veil.

"you you……"

The black shadow's chest was sunken and he was no longer able to stand up. He could only stare at Wu Fengdeng in horror and disbelief.

Flames surged, and four patrolmen finally arrived and surrounded him and the black shadow.

"what happened!"

At this time, Lao Hu also came quickly wearing a cotton coat.

Wu Fengdeng panted slowly, then threw down the bloody hammer head and said in a deep voice: "This person stole the weapon, and I accidentally discovered it and left it behind."

"Stealing weapons?!"

Old Hu opened his eyes wide, his face solemn, and then he noticed the tightly tied sack on the ground, and tore it open with his big hands covered with thick calluses.

Clang!

The sword slid down with a sound, and Lao Hu's tense shoulders relaxed.

"It's okay, it's okay. If we lost it, we wouldn't be able to mix with it."

While he was rejoicing, the patrolmen had already stripped the black shadow's body naked.

With the help of the firelight, Wu Fengdeng finally saw his true appearance.

An ugly short man with rough and bumpy skin, a broken shoulder, and a sunken chest with a slight bulge, as if the broken ribs were pressing against the flesh.

This is nothing. What is more noteworthy is that there is a mark of the word "prisoner" on his face!
Old Hu looked at him for a moment and said, "This man is probably a prisoner who escaped from prison a few days ago and then became a bandit. He stole our weapons as a token of his loyalty." "Several surrounding camps also had weapons stolen a few days ago. I didn't expect it would be our turn this time."

"I never expected..."

Old Hu touched the thief's soft chest, then looked up and looked at Wu Fengdeng with complicated eyes.

"Although he is not yet a warrior, he has been in the martial arts world for many years and his skills are quite impressive. You were able to break his shoulder and ribs and kill him alone. It's unbelievable!"

Not only him, but also several patrol soldiers around and some soldiers who rushed over after hearing the news looked at each other in shock after finding out what happened.

Wu Fengdeng smiled bitterly and said, "I was lucky to catch them by surprise."

All in all, he has lived two lives as a human being, but he has rarely fought, let alone battles, and has no experience at all.

If it weren't for the hammer I struck at the beginning that greatly reduced the thief's strength and made his movements difficult, I'm afraid he would be the one lying on the ground now.

Old Hu was surprised but also pleased. He patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Good boy! You are brave and resourceful. I, Old Hu, was right about you!"

Just at this moment, a strong man wearing armor and holding a long sword at his waist squeezed in.

"grown ups!"

All the soldiers around immediately stood at attention with solemn expressions.

Wu Fengdeng looked and saw the person who had discussed with Lao Hu outside the door that day.

He had a leopard head and round eyes, a long scar running diagonally across his face, and a ferocious look on his face.

Centurion Wang Hu glanced at the corpse on the ground and the clothes that had been stripped off beside it.

"This man has committed crimes repeatedly recently and his whereabouts are hard to find. His execution today can put the deputy general's worries to rest. Who did it?"

At that moment, everyone turned their eyes and focused on Wu Fengdeng.

Wang Hu took a quick look at him and then praised him, "Not bad, you have made great contributions just after joining the army. I will reward you with a piece of your blood."

As soon as he finished speaking, he picked up the thief's clothes on the ground and threw them directly into the blazing fire next to him.

"Burn the body, too."

……

After everyone left, Wu Fengdeng turned to look at Old Hu and asked, "Brother Hu, what is Zhu Yan Blood?"

Old Hu pursed his lips and shook his head slightly, but there was some envy in his eyes.

"Xiao Wuzi, I am a little envious of you."

"Red Face Blood is a magical medicine used by the army to replenish Qi and blood and assist in the practice of the Art of War. It is extremely precious and only centurions and above can be allocated a quota every month."

"If an ordinary soldier wants to obtain it, he can only pay with 500 coins or a ninth-grade military merit. It is very rare. Even in the past ten years since I joined the army, I have only used it twelve times."

Wu Fengdeng nodded. This was the effect of the Red Blood.

Less than half an hour later, the Quartermaster Department sent someone to deliver a square-shaped scarlet blood clot with a complicated Chinese character "Wei" engraved on it.

However, it was already late at night, and Wu Fengdeng suppressed his urge to take it immediately and put it away carefully.

The next day was the blacksmith shop's monthly holiday, and the new recruits received their pay and went out to have fun together.

Wu Fengdeng declined their invitation and saved the copper coins.

Right now, the most important thing for him is to practice martial arts and replenish nutrition. If he saves these copper coins, he can eat chicken legs, pork offal and other meat dishes every two days.

This is much more practical than going out for whoring and gambling.

At noon, he sat in the barracks and, following Lao Hu's instructions, broke Zhu Yan's blood into three portions, picked up one of them and put it in his mouth.

In an instant, a strong fishy smell exploded in the mouth, and then one could clearly feel a warm torrent flowing down into the stomach.

Within three breaths, Wu Fengdeng felt extremely hot all over, as if there was a furnace burning in his abdomen, and huge amounts of heat flowed into his limbs and bones.

(End of this chapter)