Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 176 Difficult Street Fight

Holding a knife in the right hand and a crossbow in the left hand.

Lin Feng appeared again at the entrance of the village alley.

He found that there were still Tatar cavalry wandering around the village.

I feel very heavy.

This situation shows that his guards are in great danger.

A Tartar cavalryman saw Lin Feng standing at the entrance of the alley and immediately rushed over on horseback, shouting loudly.

Without waiting for the Tartars to get close, Lin Feng raised his hand and fired a crossbow.

The Tartar who was shot by the arrow crashed into the wall at the entrance of the alley with a loud bang along with his warhorse.

Hearing the shouting, another Tartar rushed over to check the situation.

Lin Feng hid by the wall, quietly waiting for the Tartars to approach.

The two Tartars rode over and looked down at their fallen comrade.

He heard the sound of a bowstring, was hit in the head by an arrow, and fell off his horse.

Seeing this, another Tartar rushed towards Lin Feng with his knife.

Lin Feng strung the bowstring with one hand and shot the Tartar off his horse again before he could reach him.

"Shit, a crossbow is just so easy to use. It's effortless."

Lin Feng muttered, walked to the dead Tartar, and took out the crossbow arrow.

Open the crossbow box and press it in.

From this point on, Lin Feng switched from defense to offense, wandering around the village shooting and killing the Tartars.

"Alas, this is the highest level of street fighting."

He sighed and pulled out a crossbow arrow that was deeply stuck in the body of a Tartar.

Although the crossbows made on site are not very useful.

However, the shooting distance is close, and the shot is fired almost every three to five steps away, so the probability of hitting the target is low.

By evening, there were no more Tartars in the village.

I don’t know whether they were all killed or the remaining Tartars retreated.

In short, it's very quiet.

In the dilapidated village, Lin Feng was the only one walking.

He was looking for the dozen or so guards.

By this time, the bodies of the four guards had been found.

Haven't found a single living one yet.

The losses in this battle were heavy, too heavy!

If there are no crossbows and sharp steel knives, it is purely based on force.

There is still a gap between his own soldiers and the Tatars.

Lin Feng was a little desperate. He stood on a broken wall and shouted loudly.

"I'm Lin Feng. Is there anyone else alive?"

"Lin Feng is here again, if you are still alive, please make some noise."

He shouted a few times, then calmed down and listened carefully to the echo.

It was still quiet all around.

"It's over. Damn it! He doesn't know how to endure hardships in normal times, and can only cause trouble for others during wartime."

Lin Feng kept cursing himself, and his eyes felt a little sore.

"I've repeatedly stressed the importance of enduring hardships during training, but you just wouldn't listen. Look at the damage."

"You are still my elite, the elite among the elite. A dozen of you can't even defeat a hundred Tartars. You are not elite at all!"

He roared and cursed in a hoarse voice, but tears flowed from his eyes.

After cursing for a long time, I am tired.

When I took out the wine jug, I found that it was leaking.

At some point, he was shot through by an arrow.

"Fuck, without this wine jug, wouldn't I be dead too?"

"I'm warning you, get the fuck out here, or you'll be court-martialed!"

Lin Feng looked up at the sky and muttered weakly.

He slid down from the broken wall and found some dry food on a Tartar.

While chewing, he sat on the ground and looked around.

It has never been so miserable.

After taking two bites, Lin Feng suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves moving towards him from not far away.

"Look, look at them, they're actually still alive. What kind of vitality do they have? They're almost catching up with me."

Lin Feng said as he raised the crossbow.

Too lazy to get up, I just sat on the ground waiting for the other person to appear.

The sound of horse hooves was getting closer and closer, and judging by the noise, they were already not far from the broken wall.

Lin Feng raised the crossbow and aimed it forward.

The next moment, a warhorse appeared in front of Lin Feng with small steps.

Lin Feng smiled silently.

It turned out to be his warhorse, following the sound.

This horse is not only majestic, but also smart.

The huge horse head lowered down and touched Lin Feng's face.

"Haha, look at our horses, how friendly they are. Where are you all?"

I was praising you just now, but who knows what will happen next.

Lin Feng's warhorse opened its mouth wide and bit off the dry food in his hand.

"Fuck, so you wanted to steal my food."

Lin Feng got some more dry food from the Tartars and placed it in front of the warhorse.

"Eat, make sure you're full. Follow me and I won't let you down."

Looking at the warhorse eating the dry food happily, Lin Feng sighed.

"Hey, man, it's just the two of us."

Suddenly, a faint voice said.

"General, and me."

Lin Feng's body trembled and he turned his head to look over.

Half of a blood-stained face appeared from a gap in the broken wall.

"Who?"

Lin Feng's voice was also trembling.

"General, I...thank you."

"Good, good, good boy, being alive means you've worked hard every day."

"Thank you... General for the compliment, but..."

Lin Feng heard his voice was weak and thought that he was seriously injured.

He quickly forced himself to walk over.

Xie Zhong was lying on the broken wall, his body covered in blood, and it was impossible to tell where he was injured.

Lin Feng carefully held him in his arms and began to examine him from top to bottom.

Xie Zhong had no less than twelve or thirteen wounds on his body, two of which were quite serious.

By the time Lin Feng finished cleaning his wound, it was already dark.

Let him eat something, drink some water, and then build a bonfire.

Xie Zhong lay down beside the fire and soon fell asleep.

Lin Feng had no better solution and could only rely on himself.

In terms of physical condition, Xie Zhong is young and in good health, so he should be able to survive.

After working for a while, Lin Feng felt severe pain from the arrow wound on his back.

We can't stay in this place for long, especially the wound on my back, we can't delay any longer.

However, it is not suitable for Xie Zhong to travel at the moment, even if he is carried on a horse's back.

After a night's sleep, Xie Zhong felt a little better.

"General, we have to leave here. We can't delay any longer."

"No, with your injuries, you'll die within two miles."

Xie Zhong turned his head and glanced at the house behind him.

"General, there's a cellar over there. I'll be hiding in there, waiting for you to come and rescue me."

"Can you move?"

Xie Zhong tried again: "No problem."

Lin Feng nodded. This was the only way now.

"I'll pick you up tomorrow at the latest."

He got up and went outside to collect dry food and water from the Tartars.

After settling Xie Zhong down, Lin Feng mounted his horse and turned to look at the house.

Then he urged his horse out of the village.

Because he ran in such a hurry yesterday and lost track of the direction, Lin Feng continued to run in the same direction as yesterday.

His horse was fast, and within half a day he saw a camp ahead.

After looking at it for a while, I realized that it was the camp at the east gate of the border town.

He hit the horse's buttocks hard, and the warhorse rushed forward like flying.

Qin Fang was guarding the camp here. After hearing the report from the soldiers, he ran to the front of the camp and identified it carefully.

Only then did I see the man in front of the camp, covered in blood.

It was indeed Lin Feng.

Lin Feng was brought into the camp and a doctor was immediately called over.

Lin Feng also felt that if the wound on his back was not treated, it would probably get worse.

He asked the doctor to treat the wound in his own way.

When you use a red-hot knife to remove an arrowhead from someone else's head, you know it hurts.

Now that I have experienced it myself, I know how intense the pain is.

If it wasn't in front of a group of officers, Lin Feng would have cried out in pain.

Even so, he still fainted from the pain.