Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 348: Face is more important than life

Wendy sighed.

"Lord Naren, you've been riding all the way. Rest well first. Once you're fully refreshed, you can make plans."

Na Ren sneered: "What kind of person am I? A hero who can stay on horseback all year round. What's the point of being tired and exhausted?"

Wendyhan was choked, but he covered it up with a cough and stopped talking.

Wanyan Qingtian saw that the atmosphere was not right and waved his hand.

"Let's all go. We'll discuss this tomorrow."

We still have to give face to the steward, after all, he is the one with golden armor.

Everyone stood up and waited until Wanyan Qingtian turned around and left before dispersing.

Nalan and Naren slept in the same tent.

She wanted to have a good talk with her brother about revenge and describe in detail every fight between her and Lin Feng.

If I can't persuade Na Ren to turn back, I have to make him understand every advantage and disadvantage of Lin Feng.

As a result, Nalan mumbled for half the night and was feeling thirsty when he found that Naren had fallen asleep.

Only Nalan was left looking at his brother's sleeping face and sighing silently.

Early the next morning, Na Ren was pulled up by Na Lan and went to Du Hu's camp together.

Du Hu was sitting in front of the tent, holding a cup of steaming tea in his hand, staring into the distance in a daze.

He could no longer drink strong liquor, and cold water was also an irritant to his lungs.

So, you can only drink tea, and it has to be hot.

Na Ren strode up to Du Hu, leaned over and stared into his eyes, looking left and right.

He discovered that the Duhu's eyes seemed to have no focus and were not disturbed by external objects at all.

"Nalan, was he beaten like this by Lin Feng?"

Nalan nodded: "Lin Feng shot me with an arrow and injured my lung."

Na Ren sneered, "A man in silver armor was shot by an arrow? Isn't that a joke?"

Nalan took out an arrowhead from his body and handed it to Naren.

"Brother, look at this arrow."

Na Ren took the arrowhead in his hand and examined it carefully.

"The arrow is a good one, but it depends on who uses it."

He still disdains.

Nalan pointed at Duhu and said, "That's it."

"Did he say how he was shot?"

Nalan said slowly, "It was from such a long distance, like an arrow from outer space, with no warning at all."

"How far is ultra-long distance?"

"It's the kind of distance that gives you no warning."

Na Ren frowned and pondered the distance. Based on his own level of vigilance, he had to keep a distance of more than one hundred steps.

On the battlefield a hundred steps away, the target was still moving.

After pondering for a moment, Na Ren's expression finally became a little serious.

After thinking for a while, he muttered to himself.

"Sure enough, there are some doorways."

Nalan quickly said, "The crossbows used by their Qingshui Army have armor-piercing capabilities, and ordinary armor cannot stop them."

"Oh, then how should we fight this battle?"

"Brother, if we can avoid fighting, then let's go back to our tribe, okay?"

Naren grinned.

"Hahahaha... I've never lost a battle, let alone escaped from it. If I go back like this, what will my father and my tribe think of me? How will I still have the face to stay in the tribe?"

Nalan asked anxiously, "It's better to have no face than to have no life, right?"

Na Ren slapped his pale cheek.

"This face is much more important than life."

"Ugh..."

Nalan could only sigh.

Suddenly, the dull and dazed Duhu let out a sigh.

"Alas, there's no going back..."

Na Ren turned his head and glared: "What did you say?"

Du Hu finally came to his senses and turned his head to look at Na Ren.

"Face is more important than life, you're right. Are you the Naren of the Kuro clan?"

Na Ren cracked his mouth: "Hey, you know me?"

Du Hu had a dull expression on his face and turned to look at the soldiers in his camp.

"Na Ren, take a look at these soldiers, what do you think?"

Na Ren turned his head and looked at the soldiers walking back and forth.

"Duhu, you've trained well, you're considered elite."

"Well, it's all under your command."

"what?"

Du Hu finally smiled after not seeing him for many days.

"I just want Lin Feng's hands."

Na Ren stared at Du Hu cautiously for a long while before nodding slightly in agreement.

Nalan and Naren walked out of Duhu's camp in dejection.

Du Hu is undoubtedly a heroic figure among the Tiezhen tribe and is worshipped by many Tiezhen men.

Seeing him end up in this state, Nalan felt pity for him.

She only felt loneliness and pity in her heart. She could no longer hate Lin Feng, nor did she dare to think too much about him.

She just wanted to escape from this place as quickly as possible, taking her brother with her, and get as far away from Lin Feng as possible.

Unfortunately, things did not go as planned. Na Ren became more and more interested in Lin Feng and could not extricate himself.

The two men brought their guards to a place less than ten miles away from the camp.

Suddenly, they noticed a group of people standing in the field ahead, quietly watching them pass by.

Nalan was sharp-eyed and noticed that this group of people were all dressed like a large army.

He immediately raised his hand to signal, and all the cavalry drew their weapons, spread out their formation, bent their bows, put arrows on them, and aimed at the enemy.

The large army not far away, with less than a hundred people, had no intention of attacking.

Nalan and Naren's guards consisted of nearly three hundred riders, and they were not afraid of the other side approaching.

A large number of soldiers raised their hands to indicate that they had no ill intentions.

Then three riders rushed out of the team and slowly approached Nalan and others.

When the three men came about ten steps away, they reined in their horses.

The leader raised his hand and pushed up his helmet, revealing more of his face and forcing a smile.

"Lord Nalan, do you still remember me?"

Nalan looked at it carefully, frowned and shook his head.

"Who are you?"

"Haha, Master Nalan, a soldier named Song Yi from the lower ranks once entered Lingdouzi Castle and rescued you."

"Oh?"

Seeing Nalan still staring at him in confusion.

"Lord Wendihan has sent someone to inform me to go and rescue Lord Nalan."

Na Ren shouted impatiently, "You are so brave to enter our camp."

As he spoke, he was about to give orders to capture these large armies.

But he was stopped by Nalan.

"Brother, listen to what he says."

Song Yi looked calm and not panicked at all.

"Master Nalan, I came here today to join forces with you to deal with Lin Feng. I have no ill intentions."

Nalan sneered: "Just you?"

Song Yi ignored her ridicule and looked serious.

"Lin Feng killed my nephew and my best friend. This hatred is irreconcilable."

Nalan reached out to stop the somewhat agitated Na Ren.

"Do you have a plan?"

Song Yi nodded: "I have 4,000 elite border troops, we can be said to be a strong alliance."

Nalanlian sneered so much that he was too lazy to move his cheeks, feeling helpless.

"Border troops are also called elite troops. Alas, I won't kill you. Stay away from us."

"Lord Nalan, I am sincere. The enemy of my enemy is my friend. One more friend means one more way forward. Please consider this."

Song Yi's face was indeed full of sincerity.

Na Ren finally couldn't bear it anymore and shouted loudly.

"Get away from me, or I'll kill you!"

Song Yi awkwardly held the reins and took two steps back.

"We can work together inside and outside to capture Lin Feng."

Na Ren was about to draw his sword, but was stopped by Na Lan.

"Brother, this person does have a grudge against Lin Feng. We can't go to help Lin Feng."

Na Ren stared at Song Yi fiercely.

"Why not? If I don't like something, I'll just chop it off."

Nalan smiled bitterly and waved at Song Yi: "Hurry up and leave."

My brother is starting to act stupidly.