Back Off, Let Me Come

Lin Feng ignored Su Shiyilu's disgusting face.

He smiled and said, "General, you have to protect Mr. Lin."

Su Shiyilu: "..."

The disgustingness of these words was no longer as disgusting as eating shit, but rather opening his mouth and forcefully filling it with fecal water. Su Shiyilu came up with the idea of ​​letting Lin Feng die here. The enemy does not have to be killed by oneself, it is okay to kill someone with a borrowed knife.

Either way, it's death, as long as people die.

The intercepted enemy general wanted to pursue him despite his failure.

Su Shiyilu couldn't let him do this.

Without thinking, he ducked near Lin Feng and shot away the incoming enemy general. It doesn't matter whether Lin Feng dies or not. What matters is that Lin Feng can escape unscathed if he dies. Before thorough preparations were made, Lin Feng's life had to be taken care of by herself.

Lin Feng did not continue to provoke Su Shiyilu.

Seeing him coming, he whispered briefly: "Take me out!"

Almost at the same moment, the barrier used to block the fire in the Northern Desert shattered. Judging from the direction of the crack's spread and expansion, it should be the retreating Wuzhou generals. The fire seemed to have been holding its breath for a long time. After the barrier shattered, it set off a wave of flames several feet high with overwhelming power. It first ruthlessly engulfed the nearest warehouse and then ruthlessly burned all the fire extinguisher soldiers.

As soon as Lin Feng said "withdraw", Su Shiyilu didn't even hesitate. He grabbed her collar and put her on his shoulders. He feinted at the pursuers and rushed into the fire. The enemy general would never let the two of them off easily, so he immediately chose to catch up.

"Be born to be a great person——"

Lin Feng endured the discomfort in his stomach.

Once again, Su Shiyilu was given an amplified word spirit.

She suspected that the other party was taking the opportunity to retaliate against her!

As for why she didn't run away on her own?

Firstly, her literary energy has been exhausted, and even the Wen Palace has only a wisp of stock left. It is not easy to wake up the special grass seeds hidden in the food and grass, and it almost drains her dry; secondly, even if she still has literary energy, various ways of increasing it Even with the addition of spirit, it is difficult to catch up with the courageous warriors in running speed. If she and Su Shiyilu went their separate ways, the latter would hate her to death and would definitely find a way to get rid of her, or even lead the enemy to her side. Lin Feng didn't want to die here.

It was the lesser of two evils, and she tolerated that!

Su Shiyilu obviously doesn't have a good temper.

He deliberately did not avoid the fire scene and went straight to the main force of his troops. Lin Feng could only use his little grace to protect himself from being burned by the fire. When she met the main force that broke out of the encirclement, her hair was burnt to a large extent and her skin was glowing red.

She crossed her arms to protect her head, so her arms were burned with large blisters, and she could even smell a bit of burnt smell.

"Don't stop the army, fight out!"

Su Shiyilu snorted coldly when he saw that Lin Feng remained silent.

There were also two literary scholars accompanying the army, both of whom were from Wuzhou. They had previously assisted the main force in rushing out of the encirclement from the fire, and their literary energy had been exhausted. The two noticed Lin Feng's condition and wanted to help, but they did not dare to act rashly because the superior officer was Su Shiyilu.

Lin Fengwen's energy was exhausted. It would be difficult for her to keep up with the army. For a moment, the two of them looked in a dilemma.

Su Shiyilu naturally did not intend to let Lin Feng die now.

But he didn't say that he couldn't make her life worse than death.

"Follow me, or you'll stay and wait to die!" Su Shiyiru couldn't help Lin Feng choosing the latter, and felt a little relieved in his heart.

He did not forget that his nephew's head was cut off and embalmed with salt, but such a vibrant child died young. It is reasonable for me to restrain myself from taking revenge. How can I still take good care of my enemies? Haha, enjoy the pain.

Lin Feng, however, had no anxiety at all about being manipulated, and he didn't even have any hatred or hatred. He just looked at him with burning eyes: "General Su Shiyilu, you'd better think clearly about how you can survive in the North without supplies. How long will you stay in the hinterland of the desert!"

How long can a brave warrior endure without eating or drinking?

Is he familiar with the territory of the Northern Desert?

Lin Feng sternly said: "Without me, you will all be buried with me!"

She brought these soldiers and horses over to burn food, without giving them time to prepare enough dry food. The only time for supplies was to contact a merchant named Chen, get information from the other party, and sneak into the Beimo Granary under the pretense of escorting bribes and condolences. The food consumed during the operation was brought out by the convoy. Three days after it was successfully mixed into the Bei Desert Granary, the people at the granary were responsible for the food.

How many days of dry food does Su Shiyilu's Wuzhou army have?

Can they return to Zhuyue Pass before starving to death?

Everyone is dreaming!

Lin Feng looked at Su Shiyilu, whose face was darker than a stinking ditch, and the joy in his heart overwhelmed the burns on his arms. Su Shiyilu stared at Lin Feng with murderous eyes, but he also knew that the other party really had his lifeline in his hands, and the issue of food supply was very critical.

"What are you looking at? Didn't you see the military advisor was injured?"

Su Shiyilu became angry and forced himself to say this.

The Wuzhou scribes who were criticized by him suffered a terrible disaster.

All the generals knew that he was in a bad mood, and no one dared to get into trouble. The two scribes divided their labors and cooperated. One continued to command the soldiers and mobilize their morale to fight a bloody path, while the other used his few literary skills to help. Lin Feng's breath stabilized.

Lin Fengwengong was successful, and his literary spirit recovered very quickly.

After a few breaths, the discomfort in my chest eased.

Su Shiyilu was out of sight and chose to cut off the rear to block the pursuing enemy troops, leaving the front to his generals.

Lin Feng was carefully kept in a safe position.

The fire burned all night.

The granary camp was completely ruined.

The army fled dozens of miles away. The sky where the granary camp was located was vaguely red and white. The fire was completely out of control. Except for those with martial energy to protect their bodies, most of the Bei Desert granary guards who were caught in the sea of ​​fire were The soldiers were afraid that they would all die.

The rising sun is rising, and the thick darkness of night has finally faded away.

Su Shiyilu fell slowly from a high altitude.

The soldiers and horses were hiding in a secluded place to rest and recuperate.

Lin Feng found a place to lean against. She roasted the dagger on the fire for a while, let it cool, and then used it to cut off the burned skin on her arm. Blood dripped down, some on her clothes, and some on the mud. After treating one arm, she bit one end of the torn cloth strip and held the other end in her hand to wrap the wound tightly. After finishing, do the same with the other arm, keeping an expressionless face throughout the process.

These wounds are not serious and can be healed by Wen Qi.

It just inevitably leaves some ugly scars.

Just go back to Dr. Xinglin at the Medical Department and he can take care of it.

Su Shiyilu watched indifferently from the side. Although Lin Feng did not say a word, the beads of sweat on his forehead rolled down one after another, leaving traces of the ashes stained on his cheeks, revealing Turns out fair complexion: “Have you seen enough?”

Su Shiyilu said: "It's quite cruel."

Be ruthless to your enemies and the same to yourself.

Lin Feng grabbed a piece of cloth, wiped off the blood on the dagger, and put the scabbard back: "A literary scholar who is not ruthless will never grow up, and when he grows up, he will only be a stepping stone for others. Lin Accept the general’s compliment, is there anything else you can do?”

Su Shiyilu didn’t mince words either.

"I want to see you scream in pain."

Was it that painful when his nephew died?

Lin Feng said lightly: "Oh, I swept away General Yaxing."

Su Shiyilu was not as murderous as last night. She didn't die last night, and it was even less likely that she would die today. He was going to skip this unpleasant topic and ask another thing: "Before the fire barrier disappears, where else can she die?" Why did the warehouse suddenly catch fire?"

What he wanted to ask more was why the fire went so well?

Food is not easy to burn.

They didn't even have fire oil. It was weird that Lin Feng allowed the fire to spread to an uncontrollable level in such a short time.

Lin Feng ignored the scholar's manners and bent his legs, resting his two injured arms on his knees, leaning back lazily: "Because of the advance layout, the grain and grass sent to Beimo are not for nothing. The grain and grass are mixed with some inconspicuous special grass seeds, which can generate heat and oil through the catalysis of Wenqi. The barn is burst from the inside by the sprouted grass seeds, and its 'oil' will heat up and spontaneously ignite when it comes into contact with the air of heaven and earth, which is comparable to a fierce fire. Oil, great results.”

Su Shiyilu: "...does the Lord know?"

Lin Feng said: "Yeah."

Su Shiyilu: "..."

This simply cannot be described as black-hearted.

Behind the scenes, he supported the merchant named Chen to use money to invade Beimo. He took bribes and won over people's hearts. He used the other party's hands to buy and sell between Kangguo and Beimo, making a lot of money.

Little by little, they feed the appetites of people like the grain inspectors and let them take risks for profit. Together with the merchants surnamed Chen, they secretly exchange for new grains in the Beimo Granary Camp, use the old grains to top up the balance, and everyone shares the difference in the price of the new grains. . Not only did he cheat Bei Mo like this, but he actually gave Lin Feng instructions to add "materials" to the old grain?

This guy has long wanted to burn down the Bei Desert Granary?

Lin Feng seemed to see Su Shiyilu's thoughts.

Said: "My Lord is not as ruthless as you think."

From the beginning, the master simply wanted to infiltrate the Northern Desert to obtain information. However, Lin Feng met with the merchant surnamed Chen and had an idea after a conversation - old grain was also grain, how could he take advantage of the pack of jackals, tigers and leopards in the Northern Desert? ? If you burn it, you can’t leave it to anyone!

As soon as this thought came to her mind, her heart was beating wildly.

The three armies have not moved, and the food and grass go first.

The importance of food and grass is unquestionable.

If the old grain can be widely dispersed in various warehouses in the Bei Desert Granary, what can I do with this? How could she burn the grain? At first, she just wanted to burn the old food, but soon she was not satisfied with this. The Lord taught her that if she wants to dream, she must do it in one step, and dream big!

What if it comes true?

No loss, gain with blood.

If we follow the original plan, we should wait for the Beimo Granary to transport grain to the front line. I am also on the front line. If I wait patiently, I may be able to get the opportunity to take action, and it will be safer and safer. Maybe she can take this opportunity to destroy all the granaries in the Northern Desert in one fell swoop!

Su Shiyilu's mouth twitched: "All granaries?"

This dream is really big.

Lin Feng said regretfully: "I just didn't expect that the Northern Desert would be attacked so quickly. The Chen family could only touch two of the granary camps after several years of operation. The factional struggle in the Northern Desert is far more intense than imagined, and it is also more difficult to reconcile. It is difficult to reconcile Eat everything in one breath..."

Each of the five granary camps has its own position.

If Chen's parents come into contact with each other, I'm afraid they will be exposed - Beimo's top management is too greedy, and it is impossible and intolerable for the people below to take advantage of them. They are willing to support Chen's family as the God of Wealth because they have tasted the benefits of long-term water flow. If they know that this God of Wealth is not only theirs, but also a political enemy, they may be ruthless and kill the goose that lays the goose to lay the eggs. If they cannot monopolize it, no one can take it!

Lin Feng couldn't sit still after receiving the information.

She was determined to win this military award!

Su Shiyilu was speechless and choked: "What are you trying to do?"

Lin Feng said: "Military merit!"

Su Shiyilu did not expect this answer: "Military merit?"

Lin Feng's normal behavior doesn't seem like he would be greedy for success.

In court, he is humble and courteous to his superiors, tolerant and patient to his subordinates, and never competes with his colleagues for credit. Over the years, he has made many good connections, been kind to others, and maintained a low-key attitude of being indifferent to fame and fortune. She is still the direct descendant of Shangshu Ling. As expected, she may take over all of Chu Yao's political assets in the future. Except for the future queen concubine who has not yet appeared, no one of her generation can beat her, or even compare to her!

But she never flaunted her name.

The clan servants in the house are even more strictly controlled.

Who wouldn't praise him when he saw it?

But this person said that this act was a "military merit"?

Lin Feng: "Why do people live if not for military glory?"

Su Shiyilu: "..."

Lin Feng: "Teacher stepped on Bei Mo's position and reputation. As a disciple, I should continue the master's tradition. Bei Mo has already come to the door, what's wrong with me stepping on it? After this battle, the world will Why wouldn't you be happy to know my name, Lin Lingde?"

After listening to this, Su Shiyilu felt his heart was filled with boredom.

Because of her arrogance, because of her liveliness, because of her overwhelming ambition, these high-spirited people of this age, but her nephew will never have a chance. Every time he thought about this, he was suffering from unexplainable torment in his heart.

It's so beautiful to look so alive.

Since the death of his nephew, Shiwu fell into a quagmire of internal strife and was later incorporated into Wuzhou. Su Shiyilu has lost the vigor he once had, and his cultivation realm has been slowly breaking through. Originally, he and Chu Jie were evenly matched, but the latter still had an advantage due to his ambition as a warrior. Now the gap between the two is getting wider and wider, making it difficult to catch up.

Su Shiyilu knew that the crux was the knot in his heart.

He lost the fighting spirit he had back then.

"Now that you have achieved your goal, can you return home?"

Lin Feng said: "No."

Su Shiyilu was furious: "What do you want to do again?"

Lin Feng: "There is also a granary."

Su Shiyilu sneered: "What happened last night will spread throughout the Northern Desert as quickly as possible. Can you still sneak in using the same method?"

Lin Feng said categorically: "There will be a way."

Even if you can't move the large granary, you can still intercept the soldiers and horses transporting grain.

Now that it's here, let's make a big fuss!

Su Shiyilu couldn't bear it anymore, but finally he gave it up.

"what ever!"

Shen Youli gets a thousand knives, and Lin Lingde also gets a thousand knives! ——

"Ah owe-"

Shen Tang sneezed several times in a row.

Can't stop.

"Who is talking about me behind my back?"

He rubbed his sore nose, took several deep breaths to suppress the itching, and finally sniffed: "Gong Xiqiu?"

Gong Xiqiu: "Mama, I'm right here."

"That must be the old man Su Shiyilu..."

Gu Chiyou had shared gossip with her, and her nickname among Su Shiyilu was "Ten Thousand Knives". Who among the civil and military officials of the Kang Dynasty had the biggest objection to her, Su Shiyilu was definitely ranked high, but she couldn't break up with her yet. Alas, I just live like this.

You can’t leave, right?

As for who got a thousand cuts?

Oh, Zheng Qiao.

|ω`)

It’s so tiring to make money today, I might as well be single forever.