bullyxtreme Chapter 234 - Going to the battlefield
Chapter 234 - Going to the battlefield
Just as Feng Shijiu was about to ask a question, he saw Feng Yixuan walking away for a long distance. He couldn't help but feel conflicted. He also wanted to follow his uncle Jiu and his uncle to the battlefield. That was what a good man should do. How could he stay in the battalion commander position!
At dawn of the second day, all the soldiers and generals were ready to go and lined up in an orderly manner. They looked at the man on the podium with eyes of worship and piety. That was the War King who had led them from birth to death and never abandoned a single soldier. That was the War King who gave his salary to their family to live on. That was the War King they had sworn to follow to the end, and today he appeared in front of them again in his military uniforms!
"After such a long secret gathering, you finally appear in front of me again! Thank you everyone!" Feng Muyan knocked on his shoulder with one fist, then bowed deeply to all the soldiers, causing the soldiers below to instantly boil with excitement.
"The King of War will win! The King of War will win!"
Feng Muyan's heart was also very excited. He finally returned to the battlefield that belonged to him. There were too many rumors about him in the world. Some called him the Ghost King, and some called him the Cold King, but he liked the title of War King the best. This feeling seemed to have been integrated into his bones and it was hard to explain.
Suddenly, he saw a person in the queue who was obviously much shorter than everyone else. Feng Muyan shouted, "Third person from the left in the second row, step out!"
A while passed after the words were spoken, and no one came out. Everyone couldn't help but start counting curiously, wanting to see who the person the prince was calling was. After locking on the target, everyone couldn't help but talk in a low voice, wondering whose child was this who was not well-watched and actually got into the army!
"Didn't you hear what I said? Get out here!" Although Feng Muyan was a cold person, he seldom showed a bad face in front of his soldiers. But as soon as he said this, the soldiers knew that their war king was on the verge of losing his temper.
After a moment, a young boy wearing large armor ran out from the queue, stood in front of Feng Muyan obediently and whispered, "Uncle Jiu, just let Jiujiu go!"
The soldiers standing in the front row couldn't help but gasp when they heard the name Uncle Nine. Wow, I wonder whose child is so unique, it turns out to be the nephew of their War King. It's true that heroes have always emerged from youth with lofty ambitions!
"Go back to the tent! Don't let me say it a second time!" Feng Muyan scolded coldly.
"No! I must go!" Feng Shijiu also started to become stubborn, raising his little head high with an attitude of being ready to die, which made the soldiers behind him almost laugh out loud.
"Feng Shijiu, go back!" Song Yuntian behind Feng Muyan couldn't help it. Is this kid playing house by taking him to the battlefield?
Feng Shijiu stood there with red eyes. He didn't understand why his uncle Jiu and his uncle, who used to love him like a treasure, suddenly changed. He just wanted to be a mighty general like them, so why didn't everyone believe that he could do it!
Seeing that he couldn't make sense, Feng Muyan had no choice but to shout, "Come here, tie him up for me! Don't let him go until half an hour after the army sets out!"
When being taken away by two soldiers, Feng Shijiu was still struggling like a stubborn donkey, which made Song Yuntian's heart tremble. He had a premonition that the tent could not hold him at all.
After the deputy generals counted the number of people, the Feng brothers and Song Yuntian led their troops out of the dense forest camp, and then divided their troops into two groups and marched around the east and west edges of Nanyue Kyoto, breaking through the hidden strongholds one by one, and then approaching the center of Nanyue Kyoto with great momentum.
Luosha Sect, "Master, there was a letter from Yan'er, saying that dozens of Feng family's strongholds in the suburbs have been captured without bloodshed, and the army is now heading towards the center." The man in black knelt on the ground and reported word for word.