Portable Space Can be Summoned

After Ling Zhen rushed over, he saw that Mr. Qian did not run away, and he praised his bravery in his heart, but then he showed a sinister smile.

So brave, but so stupid!

You will pay for your stupidity.

Ling Zhen slashed at Mr. Qian with a tiger-headed knife. Mr. Qian was naturally unwilling to stand still, and raised the knife in his hand to block.

Mr. Qian once again underestimated Ling Zhen's strength, with just one strike, the weapon in his hand almost fell out.

"Well……"

Mr. Qian took the opportunity to take two steps back before releasing the force from his hands.

Careless!

Mr. Qian felt bitter in his heart, tonight, it was difficult.

Sure enough, Ling Zhen didn't let go of this opportunity to beat the dog in the water. Seeing Mr. Qian retreating, he raised his knife and immediately chased after him.

There is no profound knife technique, just a clean chopping, and Mr. Qian can't stand it anymore.

After ten moves, Boss Qian had already dropped his weapon, and his arms and chest were slashed by Ling Zhen.

"go to hell!"

A trace of cruelty flashed in Ling Zhen's eyes, and the knife in his hand sped up instantly, cutting off Mr. Qian's head before he tilted his head away.

"The commander of the officer and army has been killed, surrender to avoid death!"

"The commander of the army has been killed..."

Ling Zhen is not just a reckless man, he found a way to end the battle the moment he got Mr. Qian's head.

The bandits next to him also had a tacit understanding and shouted Ling Zhen's words in unison.

Sure enough, the officers and soldiers retreated quickly after hearing the call, but very few people surrendered, and most of them ran out of the rear camp in the dark.

Some went in the direction of the camp, and the other disappeared into the darkness.

There are still some who resisted stubbornly until they were wiped out by other bandits who came to support them.

"Move the grain and grass immediately, others be alert!"

"yes."

Ling Zhen didn't send anyone to support Tie Mian and Feng Xuan. According to the plan, their ultimate goal was not to defeat the soldiers of Cangyang County, but to provide food for the rear battalion.

So Ling Zhen's side is the real frontal battlefield.

Grain grabbing was the most important goal of this operation. Ling Zhen didn't delay for a moment, and personally led people to the place where the grain was stored, and supervised his subordinates to start transporting the grain.

"Move quickly, transport it to the mountain and come back immediately, we have to evacuate this big camp before dawn."

After finishing speaking, Ling Zhen did it himself, and put a sack of grain on the bodyguard beside him. If he hadn't stayed in the camp to control the overall situation, he would have already carried the sack of grain up the mountain.

With the leader as an example, the other bandits had nothing to say, and ran up the mountain with a sack on their shoulders, very fast.

Looking at the busy scene in front of him, Ling Zhen breathed a sigh of relief.

But soon another kind of worry came to his mind, he looked towards the direction of Daying, and said silently in his heart: Brother, I hope everything goes well with you.

 …

Tie Mian looked at the Cangyang soldiers who had gradually reacted, and knew that now was the best time to retreat.

Not only has it caused huge damage to the county soldiers, but it can also ensure that its own casualties will not be too large.

But he glanced at the direction of the rear camp. Ling Zhen hadn't heard from him yet, so he couldn't retreat.

"Scatter them! Don't let them gather!"

"Come closer to me! Come closer to me!"

Tie Mian heard two different voices in the camp, both Feng Xuan and the county lieutenant were trying to win a situation that was favorable to him.

Looking at the fallen brothers and more county soldiers in front of him, Tie Mian sighed deeply, this is war.

Nobody likes war, not even bandit leaders, they want to survive with as little fighting as possible.

But the reality is like this, no one knows what will happen in the next second?

Tie Mian put away his sentimentality. To be honest, he always thought that he was not suitable to be a bandit leader. However, the world is difficult, and he can't do whatever he wants.

What he has to do now is to hold on for a longer time and minimize his own casualties. If he can get rid of the Cangyang County soldiers by the way, that would be great!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh...

Although the iron-faced arrows are not without exception, they are definitely more threatening than the bandits in front. With the help of the fire, he has shot and killed at least a dozen low-level officers among the county soldiers, but he does not know if there are any middle-level officers among them. officer.

The fighting was still going on, the county soldiers had begun to be able to compete with the bandits in Tieyunzhai, the county lieutenant's ability was not bad, at least he was still insisting on commanding, and did not abandon the army to escape.

The battlefield gradually became stalemate, and the uneasiness in Tie Mian's heart came to him again.

"Send someone to ask Commander Ling Zhen, how long will it take to finish transporting the food?"

"yes."

The bandit messengers who received the order acted immediately, quickly shuttled around the battlefield, and headed for the rear camp of the county soldiers.

Soon, the bandit messenger came back to Tie Mian, and he brought news of Ling Zhen.

"Big Leader, Leader Ling has completely defeated the soldiers of the Houying County, and is now hurrying to move the food."

This is undeniably good news.

But Tie Mian didn't show much joy after hearing this.

what happened?

Isn't this something to be happy about?

The messenger looked at his head in doubt, why did he still have a heavy expression?

I did not say anything wrong.

Of course Tie Mian knew that this was good news, and he also wanted to breathe a sigh of relief after hearing it.

but……

What happened to the sense of crisis in my heart?

What am I missing?

Tie Mian didn't think he was worrying unfoundedly, there must be something wrong that made him so nervous and full of sense of crisis.

Tie Mian thought for a while, and finally decided to trust his intuition.

No matter what he has overlooked or where the sense of crisis comes from, the most important thing is to ensure the safety of his subordinates first.

"You are going to the back camp and tell Ling Zhen to transport the food out as fast as possible, and retreat after half an hour, no matter whether the food is delivered or not, you must retreat.

Burn all the rest of the food! "

The messenger hesitated after hearing the order from Iron Mian, so much food, would he burn it?

Although it belongs to Cangyang County soldiers, it still hurts!

"The master..."

He wanted to persuade Iron Face to take back the order, but he didn't have enough courage and didn't know what to say.

"Go, don't talk nonsense."

Tie Mian's tone was unusually blunt, completely different from his usual image.

This time is not a time for harmony, only he knows best what to do.

"yes."

Watching the messenger leave, Tien Mian felt less stressed.

Half an hour, I hope there will be no accidents within this half an hour.

Tie Mian knew that it would be the best choice if he gave the order to retreat immediately, but he was also reluctant to part with the food, life-saving food.

On the battlefield, time passed quickly, and half an hour was about to pass.

The iron mask's face hidden behind the mask became more and more dignified.

The reaction of these county soldiers is too abnormal. Under normal circumstances, when encountering such a night attack, the county soldiers should have been defeated long ago, but the Cangyang County soldiers still stick to the camp. Why?

Who gave them the courage?

Or who is forcing them to be courageous?

Thinking of this, Tie Mian regretted that he shouldn't have persisted for half an hour.

"Tell Ling Zhen and Feng Xuan to retreat immediately! Immediately!"

He seemed to have heard the sound of "da da da...".

It's the sound of hooves!

Not too many, but deadly enough.

On the mountain road less than three miles away from the camp, five hundred heavily armed cavalry were rapidly approaching the gate of the camp.

Tie Mian wants to lead people out of the camp. But it was too late.

I can only kill it.

I don't know what's going on with Ling Zhen?

This is already the last thing Tie Mian can do, and the rest can only be left to their own destiny.

...

In Giethoorn Village, Yang Yuan is at home with his family after work is over.

It has been a long time since he enjoyed family fun, and he cherishes this time very much.

But the happy time is always short, when he was resting leisurely on the rattan chair, a familiar voice woke him up.

"Oh! I found you!"

Yang Yuan opened his eyes, and knew who it was before he saw anyone.

"Uncle Wei, long time no see!"