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

Chapter 87: There are wolves in front and tigers behind; charge and kill recklessly and be invincible (Please subscribe~)

The vassal states of China had suffered from Qin for a long time and had repeatedly formed alliances to attack Qin. However, Qin was located west of Mount Xiao and had to defend against dangerous terrain such as Hangu Pass. Over the years, the alliances had never been effective.

But now the situation has suddenly changed.

The King of Qin was weak and sickly, and his time was running out. The important officials in the court insisted that his eldest son Ying Zheng should succeed to the throne. However, Ying Zheng was not in Qin, which gave the second son Cheng Jiao an opportunity to form a clique and intend to seize the throne.

As a result, conflicts intensified and the Qin State became turbulent, which was a great blessing for the vassal states.

If this situation is to continue, Ying Zheng must not be allowed to return to his country, especially for the three original countries of Zhao, Wei and Han.

Therefore, as soon as the black-clad captain sent the letter, all the counties along the way were mobilized, checkpoints were set up on all official roads, and even secret sentries were posted to monitor the mountain roads.

Just like this narrow path outside the county, two Korean soldiers, one old and one young, huddled in the woods, looking at the dirt road not far away with boredom.

buzzing~~
The flying insects in the grass are fluttering and noisy, which is annoying.

"Sir, why do you think the Zhao people can order us Han around? They put us in this barren land and treat us like they are their subordinates!"

The boy with a pointed face and monkey cheeks shook the dogtail grass in his mouth up and down, then scratched his butt with a look of impatience on his face.

"This is all for the purpose of arresting that bastard grandson of Ying Zheng! The Qin State is always bullying people, so there is nothing wrong with arresting a prince."

The old soldier stroked his beard. His face, wrinkled like tree bark, was dotted with a few moles and a few tufts of hair.

"Nonsense! Why did you leave us two out in the wilderness? It's so annoying here." Ergou muttered and stood up.

The old soldier was frightened instantly, and quickly pulled him down, then kicked him hard on the butt several times.

"Hey, Master, what are you doing?"

"You idiot, I'll beat you to death! What if I alert the enemy?"

Looking at the grandfather who was blowing his beard and glaring, Ergou had no choice but to sit down with a pout.

This is so unfair!
We are all soldiers guarding Quanchun County, so why can they stand guard in the city while we have to stay in this shabby place and get bitten by bugs!

"Damn you, Ying Zheng! Don't let me catch you, or I will kill you!"

He could only take out the simple portrait issued by the county government, spit a few times, and vent his anger on Ying Zheng, whom he had never met.

Then he turned his gaze and looked at the faceless figure.

"Master, who is this person?"

The old soldier glanced at him and said calmly, "I don't know. The county magistrate said that there were at least three people on their two horses, and this person must be at least in the late stage of bone strengthening."

"What, late stage of bone strengthening?"

Ergou raised his voice: "Master, even if we were tied together, we still couldn't beat him!"

The two men, one old and one young, were just idling around in the military camp. Their cultivation was at the skin refining stage. Moreover, the old one was very old and the young one was weak. If they really waited for Ying Zheng and his men, they would probably not even be able to fill their teeth.

The old soldier seemed calm, and said slowly: "Why panic? No one asked us to go. If we really meet them, we just need to tell them where they are. Look how scared you are. When will you be able to face the world like me... and..."

"No change in expression."

The young man wearing a red shirt and a bamboo hat next to him continued.

"Yes, without changing his expression... My mother is coming!"

The old soldier was so frightened that he jumped up from the ground as if he had been electrocuted and subconsciously took out his machete.

Eh!
Eh!
But he was too nervous and the machete slipped out of his hand and fell at Wu Fengdeng's feet.

The old soldier's face twitched and he quickly snatched the knife from his grandson Ergou, making him a little dazed.

Ergou: Who of us is the grandson?
"You, who are you!"

In fact, it’s no wonder that he was so panicked. The young man in red appeared silently and calmly. It was like seeing a ghost in broad daylight!

Wu Fengdeng waved his hand calmly and said, "Don't be so nervous, I'm just an ordinary passerby."

As he said this, he sat down like an old friend.

"I'm new here and got lost for many days. It was hard to meet you two."

The two of them stared at each other, their vigilance still not diminished at all. The older one swallowed his saliva and squinted his eyes and said, "Your accent doesn't sound like a local. What are you doing here?"

Wu Fengdeng: "I just said I was lost..."

"Did he say that?"

The old man asked his grandson, who pulled up his soaked pants and said with a curled lip, "Grandpa, you still say I'm a coward."

As he said that, he sat down next to Wu Fengdeng, moved his buttocks, and moved closer to Wu Fengdeng, staring at the white flour cake in his hand with his two little eyes.

"Brother, is this the north?"

Gudong~
It was afternoon now, and the father and son had been staying here for three or four hours without having eaten. The white pancakes made him very greedy.

Seeing his drooling look, Wu Fengdeng broke off half and handed it to him.

"Oh, brother, you are too polite!"

He quickly wiped his hands, held the pancake and started to take big bites.

"Master, have some too."

Wu Fengdeng handed another one to the old soldier with a smile. Although the latter was still a little cautious, he couldn't resist his hungry stomach.

"Dude, what are you two doing here, feeding bugs?"

Wu Fengdeng put his arm around Er Gou's shoulder. The latter had his mouth full and frowned as he complained, "It's all for the sake of catching the prince of Qin. Look at this desolate mountain and wilderness, no good person can pass through here, unless he has a hole in his brain."

"hehe."

Wu Fengdeng smiled and patted his shoulder, then asked, "The prince of Qin is called Ying Zheng, right? I have heard some about him these days, so you should not be the only ones involved in the hunt now, right?"

"Ah."

Er Gou stuffed the biscuit into his mouth in two or three bites, pointed to the west and said, "There are ambushes all the way to the border of Mount Xiao. If they dare to show up, they will be caught in a jar!"

"That bear has no sense of responsibility!"

The old soldier next to him kicked him.

"Master! I'm not a bad person!"

"Yes, I'm not a bad person."

"hehe."

Wu Fengdeng looked around, picked up a sharp stone from his feet, and slowly wiped off the dirt on it.

"Brother, don't go west. Just follow this road south. After a hundred or eighty miles, you will reach Quanchun County..."

Ergou wiped the corner of his mouth and just turned his head.

puff!
The sharp stone had already pierced his neck, and the hand on his shoulder was tightly covering his mouth. His eyes were bloodshot and veins bulged.

"Take a deep breath. Yes, it's normal to feel dizzy."

Wu Fengdeng exerted force again and completely broke his neck.

"you……"

The old soldier was suddenly startled, but before he could say a word, a long sword pierced his heart. Blood spurted out and he fell to the ground with a bang.

It was Ying Zheng.

"I think the Zhao soldiers chasing you tipped off South Korea to help chase you. Now they are setting up ambushes to the west."

Wu Fengdeng picked up the simple portrait from the ground and scratched the back of his head, feeling awkward.

They arrived here not long ago, and he, who possessed the [Visit] attribute, discovered that the father and son were hiding here sneaking around.

From then on he realized something was wrong, and what he had just said was indeed true.

Now they are surrounded by Han soldiers in front and pursued by Zhao soldiers in the back. The three of them can't go forward while being stuck in the middle, and they can't retreat either.

Ying Zheng hesitated for a moment, then said, "Brother Wu, since there are enemies in front and behind, we might as well rush out before they surround us!"

Rushing into an ambush sounds like Wu Fengdeng's style, and judging from the current situation, it seems that this is the only way, and the sooner the better.

If we wait until Zhao Bing catches up, it will be too late to save the situation.

Of course, Wu Fengdeng also thought about taking a detour to Wei State, but this idea was still immature and more risky.

hiss~
He took a deep breath and nodded: "It's the only way, but your mother..."

Ying Zheng was a warrior, and his cultivation was in the early stage of strengthening bones, but Zhao Di was just an ordinary woman. Even though she married the King of Qin in Zhao State, she was just a singer before and had no foundation for cultivation.

If a fight really breaks out, she probably won't be able to help.

Zhao Di hurriedly said, "Master Wu, I am irrelevant. You just need to bring Zheng'er to Qin safely!"

"That's not what I meant."

Wu Fengdeng continued, "When the battle comes, I'm afraid I won't have time to take care of you and your son. You must follow me closely." "So Ying Zheng, can you do it alone?"

"can!"

Ying Zheng's eyes were firm: "At this point, we have no choice but to fight to the death. If we succeed, we will return to Qin. If we fail, we will die together. Mother and I will live and die together!"

If there is anyone in this world who Ying Zheng could truly protect with his life, it is only Zhao Di. Even the King of Qin Ying Yiren is not as important to him as his mother.

Wu Fengdeng could not understand the bond between them as mother and son. He just nodded slightly, then looked at the two corpses at his feet and exhaled slowly.

"It would be best if we don't fight. I will dress you two up a bit so that we can hide our tracks a bit."

……

A hundred miles away, on the edge of the Gobi Desert.

Dozens of war horses were lying by the river drinking water. After three or four hours of galloping at full speed, even these sturdy grassland horses found it difficult to bear.

The black-clad lieutenant Lu Jin put down the kettle, his wet beard gleaming in the sunlight.

"Sir, the front is the border of Quanchun County. The horse hoof prints of Ying Zheng and others are still very deep. It is estimated that they just passed by not long ago."

The adjutant walked forward with a map. Lu Jin took it, glanced at it, and immediately snorted coldly.

"You can run pretty fast, but you can't escape even if you have wings."

"The horses have rested enough, get on board! We must capture Ying Zheng today!"

"Here!"

……

On the other side, Wu Fengdeng and his two companions were galloping on their horses along the country road.

Fortunately, they met the unlucky father and son in the afternoon. Not only did they provide two sets of Korean army armor, but Wu Fengdeng also made some camouflage with mud, weeds, etc., making Ying Zheng and his mother look less eye-catching.

More importantly, they looked up a map of the area around Quanchun County so that they would not get lost on the winding country roads.

As long as we avoid towns where Korean soldiers gather, the risk factor will undoubtedly drop a lot.

This continued until evening, when they arrived at a mountain gorge, where they saw more than twenty Korean soldiers setting up a checkpoint ahead.

"who!"

One of the centurions heard the sound of horse hooves and immediately looked up in alert.

In the dim light ahead, I saw two horses galloping towards me, with no signs of slowing down.

However, what made him suspicious was that the person in front of him was a young man in red, and two soldiers were riding on the same horse half a body length behind him.

At this time, the night was approaching and the vision was blurred, so the faces of the three people could not be seen clearly.

"Stop whoever comes!"

The centurion shouted loudly, and his men gathered around him with weapons in hand.

Hehehe!!
A gray cloth fluttered in the air, and a dark red buzzing sound came out.

In an instant, the war horses neighed, armor shattered, the ashes of the campfire scattered all over the ground, and the wooden stakes set up at the checkpoint became useless.

drive!
The two horses entered the gorge and quickly submerged their figures.

puff~ puff~
Then large amounts of blood and limbs fell from the sky, and the flesh and blood were blurred. Only two Korean soldiers who were huddled in the corner escaped the disaster, trembling while holding their swords.

One shot.

With just one shot, the young man in red killed everyone including the centurion in the Strong Bone Realm.

Such strength really frightened them, and they only came to their senses when the sound of horse hooves in the canyon quickly disappeared.

"Go and report to the Lord!"

At the other side of the canyon exit, Wu Fengdeng rushed out on his horse, his face stained with blood, his cold eyes staring at the clustered fires in the distance.

"Follow closely!"

The blood gradually boiled, and the black-maned warhorse under his crotch seemed to feel Wu Fengdeng's rising fighting spirit, and it also neighed towards the sky, loud and far-reaching.

"who!"

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

"Catch them! That's Ying Zheng!"

"Hahaha, I finally got you guys. You've walked into my trap!"

"Capture the Prince of Qin!"

There were countless screams under the cover of night, and blood was splattered everywhere.

All crazy.

The Han soldiers were eager for merit, for the wealth and glory that would come from capturing the Qin King's son alive, and for their unrealistic dream of a great Spring and Autumn Period, so they pounced on the enemy like hungry wolves.

But soon, Wu Fengdeng's gun made them suddenly face the reality, and their excited shouts of killing turned into waves of wailing.

The huge camp of a hundred people was torn into two by the bright red afterimage.

It was overwhelming and unstoppable, leaving only a very few lucky ones who collapsed in a pool of blood, unable to recover for a long time.

Half an hour later, this mess welcomed the second wave of guests.

The horse's iron-shod hoof stepped into a pool of blood. The bloody and miserable scene around him made Lu Jin frown and clench his teeth.

Still too late!
Ever since they heard the noise at the foot of the mountain, they rushed over without stopping, but they were still a step late.

Looking at this scene, it is no less than a fight between two hundred people.

"Are you still breathing?"

The adjutant shouted loudly, and a few hands were raised tremblingly in the mess. Then the nearest person was pulled out by the adjutant, but his legs were trembling and he was sweating profusely.

"Who is that?"

The soldier swallowed his saliva and said in a trembling voice: "It's the son of the King of Qin..."

"I know that's Ying Zheng! I'm asking who's traveling with him!"

Seeing his timid and absent-minded look, Lu Jin had the urge to chop him down with a knife.

"Yes, it's a young man wearing a red shirt, he looks about eighteen or nineteen years old."

Thinking of the man who shot five people in front of him, the soldier subconsciously trembled all over and looked terrified.

However, these words sounded somewhat absurd to Lu Jin and others.

Judging from the corpse under the dead tree at the beginning, they speculated that there were at least two people, and their cultivation was in the late stage of strengthening bones, or even the realm of opening meridians.

Now they say there is only one person, and he is a kid under 20?!

"A person, less than 20 years old? That's nonsense!"

"This person's cultivation is at least in the late stage of the Strong Bone Realm. You told me he's less than 20 years old?!"

"Who the hell are you trying to fool?"

"Isn't this bastard scared silly?"

The soldier regained consciousness after hearing the scolding. Looking at the tall and strong Zhao soldiers around him, he could not help but yelled angrily: "What's your attitude? We helped you catch people, but so many of our brothers died. We didn't get anything out of it, did we?"

"I told you it was one person! If you don't believe me..."

呲!
A flash of cold light flew over and instantly blew off the man's head.

Lu Jin had a gloomy face, murderous eyes, and gritted his teeth and said, "Kill them all!"

"Hey, hey, what are you doing!?"

"Have mercy! We didn't see anything!"

……

"Sir, this man didn't seem to be lying just now."

The adjutant said with a complicated expression.

"I know."

Lu Jin took a deep breath. Although it was indeed horrifying that one man killed a camp of a hundred people with a single gun, there were so many outrageous things happening in the world now that they couldn't help but believe it.

"Then let's..."

"There are still more than a dozen people left alive in the camp. It seems that they are in a hurry and probably want to break out of our encirclement as soon as possible."

"Change horses and keep chasing!"

(End of this chapter)