Chapter 5 The Blood Knife of Greedy

I don't know how long it took for him to walk out with the water.

But the exit is already a mid-mountain stream away from the Black Forest in the Bloody Mountains.

When I returned to Phoenix, it was completely dark.

He went straight to the tent. Because he was wearing armor, the guards guarding the gate did not stop him.

When he walked to his tent, he felt a little strange.

Why is it so lively? The whole camp is dark, but the tent where he is in is brightly lit. The generals were standing outside the camp one by one, and they were queuing up to drill in.

It was easy to see Zhao Gu in the crowd, but the guy hung his head and looked disappointed.

"Hey, what happened?" He reached out and patted Zhao Gu on the shoulder.

"Alas, it was our boss who was killed in the battle. This time he retreated from the enemy... Whoo-hoo, after we swept the battlefield, we didn't even find his body." Zhao Gu said without looking back, and he had already burst into tears.

Boss? Is it Sun Shangwu? Su Yong was shocked and was about to continue to ask questions, but he saw that Yan Qing, who came in a hurry, was staring at himself with wide eyes.

What's wrong? He glanced at himself hesitantly. I obviously washed my face.

"Ghost!" Yan Qing's hoarse voice actually let out a sad scream.

This shout attracted the eyes of the crowd in front of the camp.

As soon as Zhao Gu and others turned their heads, they immediately dispersed as birds and beasts. They shouted, "No, it's time to go back!" Just hide around.

I, Sun, it's not too dark. I can't even see these people? Su Yong was wondering that a bearded veteran rushed out of the camp, who was Yu Donghai.

"Lord Yu, what's wrong?" He hurriedly arched his hand.

Unexpectedly, the old fox suddenly took a step back and said in surprise, "Are you... a human or a ghost?"

Damn, it turned out that they thought it was me who died in the battle! Su Yong finally understood and couldn't help smiling bitterly, "Lord Yu, the yang of the military camp is soaring to the sky. How dare the ghost come?"

Yu Donghai settled down and felt that he could not weaken his limelight in front of everyone. Finally, he straightened his chest and took half a step forward. His left hand still pressed the handle of the knife and said, "Are you... really Su Yong?"

Su Yong spread his hands and pointed helplessly to himself: "Where can ghosts have shadows? Look at it!"

After eliminating the misunderstanding, Yan Chuanyun Yu Donghai and others were overjoyed. In order to celebrate the return of Su Yongping, they temporarily decided to hold another banquet tonight, although they had been corrupt before.

The banquet is very fast, simple and grand.

Yan Chuanyun laughed and pulled Su Yong to his table. He raised the sea bowl and shouted, "Brothers, our Yanlong Empire has been passed down for thousands of years. It is famous for its remarkable civilization overseas. It has always been worshipped by all countries with virtue and courtesy. I don't expect that the wild savage dares to violate Tianwei and my country. Fortunately, there are soldiers guarding the border fortress, throwing their heads, sprinkling blood, and protecting the country... Brothers, thank you for your hard work, I respect you!"

I have to say that Yan Chuanyun really has a way. He can fight, and his speech is not bad.

Of course, most of the soldiers just understood his last sentence. It was easy to see him raise his neck, and everyone immediately responded and raised their bowls and drank it all.

Su Yong, who was hungry, drank this bowl, and his face immediately surged with a blush.

My stomach is full of water! He was about to roll up his sleeves to grab the braised hoof in front of him when he suddenly found that Commander Yan had grabbed his hand.

"Uh..." He raised his head doubtfully. But he saw that Yan Chuanyun had raised his hand high.

"There are talented people from generation to generation, each of whom has received ** for hundreds of years. This Brother Su, who has just joined the army, is alert and intelligent! Brother Su made great contributions to this Black Forest victory. Come on, let's have a drink with Brother Su!"

Daily, you said I'm okay to be alert. Where did my wisdom and courage come from? You rushed out to cut people, and I hid in the forest as an audience. Is this also brave? Su Yong wiped his sweat and raised the sea bowl again with a smile.

However, it's okay to drink one this time. After Su Yong's introduction by Yan Chuanyun, the subordinates in his team rushed over with red faces first and insisted on fighting with him alone. He couldn't help crying secretly.

After seven or eight bowls, Su Yong was already a little confused.

Then several generals on this table began to launch a new round of wheel battle.

How can the leader not drink the toast? I drink!

Anyway, in the end, Su Yong had only one firm belief in his heart, that is, the braised hoof in front of him.

At the moment when he was about to catch Faith, a big hand stretched out, grabbed the hoof in his hand first, and then sent it to a mouth full of scum.

Su Yong looked up at him, and the man nodded and smiled at him, with a scar shining red on his face.

Su Yong was finally physically and mentally exhausted and could no longer support. He hit his head on the table and fainted.

"Brother Su is drunk. Help him down and settle him down." Yan Chuanyun ordered, and then bit the hoof of his hand fiercely, and his red nose and chin were full of oil.

Chapter 3 Steamed Mantou Blood Case

Su Yong, who was carried back to the tent, put his right hand on the ** double-edged knife handle, and the cold breath made his hand tremble unconsciously.

At this time, only a strange voice suddenly sounded, but unfortunately no one heard it.

The sound seemed to be the sound of a person's nose. After sniffing, he muttered, "What a strong smell of wine that hooks out my greedy!"

Then the handle of the knife was like a big locust, and it was sucked up from Su Yong's hand. Su Yong's arm was like a small wave, and a line of wine followed the pulse and kept rushing to the handle of the knife.

In a short time, Su Yong's bulging stomach quickly disappeared. The whole stomach of alcohol was actually sucked clean.

It was not until Su Yong's body was about to dry out that the knife stopped absorbing water. There was a dissatisfied hum in the air: "The taste of this wine is also a little lighter. How can it compare with my collection! Poor my pile of excellent wine, but it was smashed by this bastard and fed to the bastard! Oh, what a pain! Doesn't he know? Since I have been possessed by the knife, how can I leave my soul in the bronze tripod?

Unfortunately, no one knows this self-speaking. If it's really heard, I'm afraid I'm really haunted.

People on an empty stomach can't sleep for long. Su Yong woke up quickly, touched his stomach blankly, and rushed to the kitchen.

Fortunately, there were a lot of things left at the banquet. The cook on duty saw Su Yong when he was served, so he hurriedly took out a few hidden chicken buttocks to share the stolen goods. The two had an extremely sumptuous supper.

Su Yong was woken up by the horn the next day. He was still rubbing his eyes in a daze. Zhao Gu rushed in excitedly and shouted, "The boss, wake up, the reinforcements are here!"

Aids? Su Yong hurriedly tidied up his clothes. The steel knife was lost on the battlefield. He took the blood blade knife and followed it out.

There is a strange team in bright clothes on the campus, about 3,000 people, one by one riding a white horse, looking arrogant. As a young general, he was also dressed in silver armor, which was extraordinary.

Although the general talked to Commander Yan Chuanyun, there was still a trace of arrogance on his handsome face.

"This is the Silver Dragon Army. The leading general is Chu Nantian, one of the four heroes of Yanlong." Sun Shangwu, who was beside him, said with a strong worship in his words.

The Yanlong Empire has three famous legions, namely the Golden Tiger Legion, the Silver Dragon Legion and the Iron Lion Legion. Among the four heroes of Yanlong, the Silver Dragon Legion has two members, which Su Yong has heard a little before.

According to what Sun Shangwu knew, a total of about 10,000 people of the Silver Dragon Brigade went to Dragon Wing City, led by General Xiao Changfeng, one of the other four heroes. Only 3,000 people came to Phoenix. It seems that the Beijing Division also understands the dilemma of the border gate, so it is divided into two ways to help.

"This team is a little interesting, but I don't know if it can be played?" Su Yong muttered in a low voice, but attracted the white eyes of several subordinates.

The Silver Dragon Legion has repeatedly made great achievements. It is not only famous in the Yanlong Empire, but also famous in this continent and is well known to other countries.

It's just that Su Yong doesn't understand that since the Yanlong Empire has such a strong team, how dare the Yanmeng people invade?

When the general in white turned around, he was even more depressed.

Damn, is this guy one of the four heroes of Yanlong? Why do you seem to be a few years older than me?

At this time, the cordial talks between Commander Yan Chuanyun and General Chu Nantian had also come to an end.

The scar face turned around and looked at the generals on the school field with a thunderous voice: "Guys, the reinforcements sent by the court this time are the brothers of the Silver Dragon Army. I believe everyone has seen it. Now that the external troubles in Phoenix have been eliminated, our next step is naturally to support Dragon Wing City. Just now, General Chu Nantian discussed with me that we are going to send another 3,000 soldiers, together with the silver dragon army brothers who came to help this time, a total of 6,000 people to support Dragon Wing City. This choice is voluntary. If you are interested, please sign up at the statistics office as soon as possible!"

"Big boss, shall we go?" Several subordinates turned their heads and looked at Su Yong.

"Of course. Sun Shangwu, you can sign up immediately. Su Yong clenched his fists.

"Why is the boss so excited?" Zhao Gu secretly asked Yan Qing, who expected that this sentence was still heard by Su Yong.

"Because we follow the black people, we don't have hooves to eat!" Su Yong waved his hand and shouted.

In the morning sun, several people sweated like rain.