Chapter 82 Turning the Road to Chengdu Mansion

Following the route of Gao Jian's retreat, Lin Feng and the others hurried up after leaving the camp, leaving only the rebel camp behind them that was burning in the red flames. Dancing dragons were still raging in the camp, and the raging fire rose to the sky under the bright moonlight, and seemed to illuminate half of the sky red. Thick black smoke filled the entire sky above the camp and the valley where the grain and grass were stored, and spread infinitely around, as if a sudden demonic aura had covered the Hongfeng Mountain, which was shrouded in a faint moonlight like a fairyland.

After retreating all the way, he did not encounter any pursuers, and after joining up with Zhou Chen and Tang Yi who were in ambush, the battle damage on the road was also liquidated, with a total of 127 dead, 16 seriously injured, and many wounded.

Although this result was gratifying enough, Lin Feng couldn't see a trace of happiness on his face, and even took advantage of the moonlight to see that his face was becoming more and more iron-blue, not only that, but even the rest of the generals were the same, especially Pan Zhigang and Mao Hao, after all, the dead and injured this time were their subordinates, and they were all elites out of a hundred, even if they won the battle, their mood would naturally not be much better.

The scene was extremely quiet, not only did Lin Feng and the others not speak, but even those injured soldiers gradually lowered their cries of pain, and finally became a silent hum, and even some people suffered from the pain in their bodies, biting their teeth out of blood, just refusing to be born to break this short silence.

"Let's go!" Lin Feng let out a long sigh, his tense face also relaxed, waved his hand weakly, jumped on the horse's back, pulled the reins and turned the horse's head, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone be attentive and take care of the injured brothers!" ”

No one spoke, only the sound of Suosuo's armor striking each other, but the quiet admonition was heard in everyone's ears.

Along the way, the more I thought about it, the more angry I became, and the more I thought about it, the more distressed I became. Suddenly, Lin Feng tightened the reins, and the war horse under his crotch let out a long roar, and his front hooves were raised very high before he could stand still. Li Xiaofeng and the others, who were not far behind them, also grabbed the reins and slowly walked to Lin Feng's side, and the army behind them also slowed down one after another, and finally stopped.

"Brother-in-law!? What's wrong? Li Xiaofeng was the first to ask, his eyes kept scanning the surroundings, thinking that something must have happened to make Lin Feng stop so quickly.

"Big brother, what's going on?" Mao Hao also urged him to step forward and asked in a deep voice.

"Boss, is there a situation?" Seeing that Lin Feng was silent for a long time, Zhou Chen stepped forward to ask a question.

"It's okay! Call.. Lin Feng stretched his frowning brows, first looked up at the bright moon in the sky, then let out a sigh, waved his hand and said to everyone: "Count the brothers who are not injured!" ”

"Huh? Here? Zhou Chen frowned and asked in disbelief.

"Well, hurry up!" Lin Feng nodded in response, turned over and got off the horse, walked to the side alone, put the dark maple knife on the ground in front of him, and looked up slightly at the bright moon shrouded in mist.

For a long time, Lin Feng, who didn't know what he was thinking, was interrupted by the sound of hurried footsteps behind him and pulled back to reality, and then he heard Mao Hao's deep voice sound: "Big brother, there are a total of six hundred and thirty-two people who are not injured." Of these, three hundred and seventy-six were of the hussar regiment. ”

"yes, I see!" Lin Feng held one hand in front of his forehead, and after muttering for a while, he suddenly put down his right hand and looked directly at Mao Hao, his dark and deep eyes burst out with a cold light, and he shouted in a low voice: "Count and gather these three hundred and seventy-six people, and the rest of the people will be led back to the camp by Pan Zhigang, Tang Yi, and Gao Jian!" ”

Obviously, these words made the few people who were about to come forward hear them, and they all looked at Lin Feng in confusion, and Li Xiaofeng was the first to ask: "Brother-in-law, what about us?" ”

"Yes! What are we going to do? Zhou Chen followed up and asked.

"Chengdu Mansion!" Lin Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, and spit out three words with a faint smile.

"Master Hou! Cannot! The rebels in Chengdu Province will definitely be on guard tonight. Tang Yi, who had always been calm, immediately exclaimed in surprise to stop him, but after raising his eyes to meet Lin Feng's resolute and murderous gaze, the voice behind him became lower and lower, until it finally turned into a lip language.

Zhou Chen, Mao Hao, and Yuan Biao, who knew Lin Feng's temperament well, did not open their mouths to persuade them, but just stared at Lin Feng for a few seconds before turning around and leaving to arrange affairs. And Li Xiaofeng, Yin Bo and other belligerent people had already understood that there was about to be a battle when Lin Feng's first sentence came out, and they were waiting for Lin Feng's final order at this time, where would they be willing to say anything to stop them.

A quarter of an hour later, Lin Feng, Li Xiaofeng, Mao Hao and others led three hundred and seventy-six winged cavalry to turn east and gallop towards the south gate of Chengdu Mansion. Under the strong request of Yuan Biao and the other Feng brothers, Lin Feng finally agreed to go with them.

Despite this, the team was still less than four hundred men, but it was well equipped. Each person has a Fubo crossbow, equipped with fifteen crossbow arrows, a hard bow and fifteen feather arrows, a horizontal knife, and two riding spears.

The climate in the south is relatively humid, and the body heat is also rapidly consumed in the process of marching after a fight. As the sweat on his body evaporated, the wind galloped, and the slightest coolness poured from the collar and cuffs into the armor, but the chill of this winter night made this team of less than four hundred people more energetic.

After a few gusts of cold wind, Lin Feng on horseback actually felt a chill on his face, and when he raised his hand to touch it, there was water.

Even in winter, the temperature in Chengdu does not usually drop below freezing, and although there is still a thin layer of ice in the cold winter season, the overall temperature is still relatively warm compared to the north.

The rain is not heavy, not even a drizzle, just a few drops of rain from the sky from time to time. Hitting people's faces and hands will make people feel the other side of nature in this silent night.

The only sound in my ears was the rustling of the cold wind over the branches, and even the sound of the horses' hooves on the earth seemed to be drowned out. Most of the raindrops would drip to the ground through the gaps between the crowds, and then quickly melt into the dust and disappear without a trace.

Behind Lin Feng and the others who galloped at the front, a rectangular cavalry team of ten people per row followed closely behind, each of them holding the reins with their left hand, and holding a riding spear seemingly casually in their right hand, and even the war horses under their crotches ran very neatly every time, like a strictly trained honor guard for the palace.

Since the rain, the dust and fog in the air have gradually disappeared, and the sky seems to have become brighter. A seemingly cold cavalry team held the bright moon on their heads, as if they didn't know what fatigue was, and ran forward with no relentless progress, occasionally someone raised their arms to wipe the rain off their faces.

Although the rain in the sky was getting heavier and heavier, it was enough to blur everyone's vision, but through the rain curtain could not hide everyone's stoic, resolute and proud eyes. Even though the rain fell on their bodies and faces at will, they still refused to blink their eyes.

At this moment, from beginning to end, from front to back, each of them has only one common identity, that is, the soldiers of the Fengjia Army of Shannan Province of the Tang Empire.