Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 558: Confronting the First Assassin

When the thin man fell to the ground, his body was full of crossbow arrows and he was no longer breathing.

Lin Feng walked up to the fat white man and kicked his fat body with his feet.

The fat white man groaned twice but was unable to move.

Lin Feng observed that it might be the fat man's spine that was broken by Qiao Jushan.

Pei Qiyin also came over.

Lin Feng rubbed his ears: "Your voice is so unpleasant. I always want to vomit."

Pei Qiyin smiled bitterly: "If we were indoors, you would have vomited. There's nothing I can do. My kung fu isn't up to par yet, so I can only attack indiscriminately."

She glanced at Lin Feng and spoke in a low voice.

"General, I've heard that your swordsmanship is amazing. It's really impressive."

Lin Feng ignored her and waved his hand, saying, "Turn him over and see if he's dead or not."

A guard ran over quickly and flipped the fat white man over, making him lie on his back.

Blood was flowing from the fat white man's mouth and nose, and he was breathing out more than breathing in.

Pei Qiyin shook his head: "Earth Hook Sky Rope, is a name that makes people in the martial arts world tremble with fear. Today..."

Lin Feng asked with a smile: "Are they considered top-notch?"

"Well, he is indeed a top killer."

"How many more are there?"

"It is said that there are also Shadow, Inaction, Falling Sun, Shocking Soul, and Waning Moon..."

Pei Qiyin seemed to be muttering to himself.

"These are all legends, and I don't know whether they are true or not."

Lin Feng grinned: "There are still so many?"

After saying this, he glanced at Pei Qiyin thoughtfully.

"Hearing these names, I feel like there are people I know among them."

Pei Qiyin didn't comment and turned to look around.

He muttered softly, "You are the first person in such a high position who dares to confront the assassin head-on."

At this time, the guards from various places had returned one after another.

There were dozens of corpses lying by the river, all dressed as martial artists, and they were the killers who came to assassinate Lin Feng.

Zhao Shuo said excitedly, "Brother, none of them escaped. They are all here."

Lin Feng took a quick look and found that except for the fat white man who seemed to still be breathing, the others were all dead.

"Let's find a place to bury them all. Since you dare to come here, you must bear the consequences."

"These people are not afraid of death. They know that if they continue, the same result will happen sooner or later."

Pei Qiyin spoke in a low tone.

Lin Feng said softly: "Your choice is correct. This is a road of no return."

Lin Qiaomei rode over at this time.

"Hey, you guys are so lucky. You even have fish to eat."

She smelled the aroma of fish.

The fish that Lin Feng put into the pot was boiled.

Only Lin Feng and Zhao Shuo have such free time to fish and stew fish by the river.

Others are very busy.

Needless to say, Bai Jing has to deal with a lot of things.

There was no time at all to accompany Lin Feng fishing.

Lin Feng also assigned training tasks to the senior generals of the Zhenxi Army, and they must meet the standards before attacking the rebels.

This standard was re-established by Lin Feng based on the physical fitness of the Zhenxi soldiers.

The Zhenxi Army stationed outside Tianzhi Prefecture now has more than the original 30,000 troops.

Another 20,000 troops were mobilized from Zhenxi Prefecture, making a total force of 50,000.

As the territory of the prefectures and counties increased, the surrendered prefectural troops were also reorganized.

After rigorous training and assessment, they were divided into first, second and third grades.

The first-class soldiers were expanded into the Zhenxi Army.

A second-class soldier, he was recruited into the engineering battalion.

Third-class soldiers are still responsible for garrison work in various prefectures and counties.

There were still more than half of the original soldiers of the government army. After being eliminated, they became laborers or retired and returned to their hometowns to become civilians.

Lin Feng's guard team also increased from the original 500 people to 1,000 people.

Five hundred people accompanied them, and five hundred participated in the training mission.

Two teams of 500 people took turns to provide security.

Cheng Liang and Wen Jian each led 500 guards and became guard captains, while Zhao Shuo was the chief captain.

The 500 guards led by Wen Jian were currently undergoing concentrated training and did not follow.

Lin Feng seems to be leisurely, but in fact the work of each department is progressing in an orderly manner according to the established procedures.

Seeing the delicious aroma coming out of the pot of stewed fish, Zhao Shuo squatted beside the pot and did not leave.

This is Lin Feng’s unique secret recipe for stewing fish. The fish he stews tastes much better than those made by hotel chefs.

The milky white fish soup was bubbling in the pot, emitting bursts of fragrance.

Zhao Shuo couldn't help it anymore. He scooped out half a spoonful with a spoon, carefully put it to his mouth, blew on it, and drank it.

Then close your eyes and let the fish soup stimulate your taste buds, which looks extremely enjoyable.

Lin Qiaomei also ran over early, got a spoon and started to scoop up the soup.

There was a clicking sound coming from his mouth.

The appearance of the two of them made Pei Qiyin, such a dignified and virtuous woman, secretly lick her lips with her tongue.

Pei Qiyin was a woman who could cook, but she never expected that a general who rode a horse and fought all day long could make such delicious fish.

She was still savoring the fish flavor in her mouth, and her beautiful eyes glanced at Lin Feng from time to time.

This guy seemed even more mysterious in my mind.

What kind of person is he and how come he is so good at everything?

Sister Shuxue is really lucky. I don’t know how she met such an outstanding man.

Just as he was daydreaming, a guard soldier rushed over on horseback, jumped off his horse when he was about ten steps away.

He took a few steps to the three people and knelt on one leg.

"Report, General, there is a little boy holding a letter, which he says must be delivered to you personally."

Zhao Shuo shouted, "What is his identity?"

The soldier said in a deep voice, "The Black Scarf Society."

The four people who were eating happily suddenly stopped eating and looked at each other in surprise.

Zhao Shuoqi asked, "Is this a blatant challenge?"

Pei Qiyin also said: "Declaration of war?"

Lin Feng scooped up the fish soup with a spoon and drank it.

"What are you guessing? Just call him over and ask him."

The soldier took the order and immediately mounted his horse and rode away.

The cordon they set up was very far away, and no outsiders were allowed to approach within three miles.

After a while, four soldiers came over with a little boy about ten years old.

The boy was dressed in black, had delicate features, and a tense face, trying to act like an adult.

The guard didn't let him get close and stood seven or eight steps away, waiting for Lin Feng to ask questions.

Zhao Shuo stood up and walked over, looking at the little boy for a moment.

"What's your name?"

"Dog face."

Everyone almost laughed out loud.

A handsome kid is actually called Dog Face?

Zhao Shuo suppressed his laughter and said, "Dogface, what are you doing here?"

"I'm delivering a letter to Lin Feng."

"What about the letter?"

"Where's Lin Feng?"

"Fuck, you kid..."

Dog Face didn't care about Zhao Shuo, who was grinning and looking ferocious, and just stood there calmly.

Seeing that he was not afraid, Zhao Shuo had to stop threatening him.

"Okay, I'm Lin Feng, just give me the letter."

"You are not Lin Feng."

"how do you know?"

The dog-faced man rolled his black eyes and pointed at Lin Feng.

"he is."

In fact, in such a situation, anyone can easily guess who is Lin Feng.

But for a little boy to perform like this is really impressive.