Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 960 The huge gap

The heavy rain accompanied by the gradually increasing strong wind made Atsumi Akiyama soaked all over. His clothes were sticky to his body and he felt very uncomfortable.

Since entering the Dazong territory, I have never been so embarrassed.

I had heard that Lin Feng's Zhenxi Army was powerful, and at that time I thought that the other three families were shirking responsibility for the defeat.

Unexpectedly, he was defeated miserably by Lin Feng today.

This revenge must be avenged, and her position as Atsumi Akiyama cannot be shaken by defeat.

Atsumi Akiyama was riding on a warhorse, with a soldier holding the horse for him as he walked forward with a staggering gait.

Suddenly, a soldier came running over.

"Report, General, there are pursuers behind us."

Atsumi Akiyama was shocked. He actually insisted on chasing him in such bad weather. Is this person a lunatic?

How much hatred must he have towards me that he is chasing me so relentlessly?

Originally, Atsumi Akiyama thought that only a crazy general like her could march in such an environment.

I really didn't expect that Lin Feng is even worse than me.

"Order everyone to speed up and target Ganqing Prefecture City."

All the pirate soldiers were frightened by the Zhenxi Army. They naturally quickened their pace of escape when they heard that there were pursuers behind them, without any urging.

Everyone knew that as long as they entered Ganqing City, they would be temporarily safe.

Because there are more than 10,000 troops guarding the city, and the city walls are high and thick, it will not be easily breached.

Feeling the violent storm, it seemed as if the whole world was about to collapse.

Atsumi Akiyama felt a little relieved.

In such weather, war horses cannot run. Without the advantage of war horses, it would be a dream for the Zhenxi Army to catch up with them on foot.

This place is more than 500 miles away from Ganqing Prefecture City, and it takes about three days to walk there. We must get rid of the pursuit of the Zhenxi Army tonight and make them lose their way.

Atsumi Akiyama sat on his warhorse, lowered his body, and watched the horse move forward with difficulty.

Such heavy rain is a good way to eliminate traces of the march. By dawn, when the rain stops and the sky clears, all traces on the ground will disappear without a trace.

Shuqin followed Lin Feng closely during the rainy night. The others were walking in the mud, their shoes covered with thick mud, and it was difficult for them to move forward.

But Shu Qin, the elder of disciplines at Kunyu Mountain, walked lightly. Although her whole body was wet from head to toe by the rain, it did not affect her movements.

It was as if she and the four or five hundred people and hundreds of war horses in front of her were not moving in the same space.

She didn't disappear until the rain stopped at dawn.

Pei Qiyin and Lin Feng stood on a high ground, looking around.

After the heavy rain, the air is fresh and the whole world looks like a freshly baked pastry, without any trace of artificiality.

They lost track of the pirates.

"Your Highness, I judge that the pirates will continue to move towards Ganqing Prefecture. We can continue to pursue them in this direction."

Pei Qiyin looked into the distance and said towards the northeast.

Lin Feng frowned and said, "With Atsumi Akiyama's scheming, she should understand that the Zhenxi Army's cavalry is much faster than their troops during the day, and it won't be easy for us to determine the direction of the march."

"Which direction should we chase?"

Lin Feng waved his hand: "The best way is to send out scouts to explore in several directions. If they find any traces, they should report back immediately."

Pei Qiyin nodded and said, "Yes, Your Majesty."

"The rest of you should rest here."

Lin Feng found a clean stone and sat down to rest.

Five hundred guards were tending to the war horses and organizing their equipment.

On the slope where Lin Feng was, Qiao Jushan, Wen Jian, Ye Liangcai and others stood around him. Pei Qiyin got some clean water, had someone light a fire, and made tea for Lin Feng.

In the early morning, the curling green smoke makes the whole world seem very peaceful and tranquil.

The soldiers were busy wringing the water out of their clothes and washing the mud off their bodies in puddles.

In such a peaceful environment, an old lady, dry and clean all over, came to Lin Feng with light steps.

The direction she came from was exactly to the west where Wen Jian was standing. On his side was Bu Yunting. The two of them were perhaps stunned for a moment, or perhaps...

In short, the two couldn't explain how they felt at the time. When they realized it, the old lady had already walked within three steps of Lin Feng.

Although Lin Feng was surprised, his face remained calm.

He knew in his heart that the old lady would come to him sooner or later.

Shu Fengting's mother, Shu Qin, suppressed her anxiety and looked at Lin Feng closely.

"Lin Feng, your team is good. The soldiers are all hardworking children. You are not riding a horse, and your character is also good."

Lin Feng smiled slightly: "Thank you for the compliment, you are..."

"Kunyu Mountain, Shuqin."

"So you are a hermit. I'm sorry, but there's no place to sit here. Please bear with me."

Lin Feng stood up and spoke politely to the old lady.

The old lady in front of me, although nearly 80 years old, looks much younger, less than 60 years old.

Especially the thin figure and light and flexible movements.

"Come with me over here and talk for a few minutes."

Shuqin gestured to Lin Feng to follow her to talk aside so as to avoid the eyes and ears of others.

Lin Feng raised his hand to signal others to step back, and he followed Shu Qin and walked to the side for about ten steps.

He followed Shuqin, looked at the old lady's clean shoes, then looked at his own shoes covered in mud, and felt very ashamed.

My internal strength is still far from enough, and the gap can be seen from these minor details.

Shuqin turned around and stared at Lin Feng from close range.

"Young man, tell me the truth, where did the Shufeng Pavilion on Kunyu Mountain go?"

Lin Feng looked into Shuqin's eyes calmly.

"Master, could you please explain more clearly, who is Shu Fengting?"

Shu Qin narrowed her eyes. "That's the disciple from Kunyu Mountain who duelled with you on the top of Tianzhi Mountain."

Lin Feng uttered an "oh": "I was injured at that time and almost died on the top of Tianzhi Mountain, but I remember that he left..."

In this regard, Lin Feng did a very good job. His expression remained calm and he narrated the events as if they were true.

There is no way. The old lady in front of me exudes a powerful aura, an oppressive aura that no one else has.

It was also a huge pressure that Lin Feng had never felt before.

He thought to himself that if the two sides fought, he might not survive for a moment.

Shu Qin narrowed her eyes and stared at Lin Feng for a long time, but found nothing unusual. The young man's eyes and expression were very natural.

She also had a preconceived notion that her son was a mid- to high-level disciple of a medium-sized hidden sect, and there was no way he could be harmed by an ordinary person.

"What did you say?"

Lin Feng frowned as he recalled.

"I didn't say anything."

"You must tell me every word of the conversation between you two. Understand?"

Shuqin's tone was neither hurried nor slow, but it revealed an unquestionable strength.

When Lin Feng heard this, he felt more and more pressured and couldn't even think of refuting.