How much does it cost to sell more than 30,000 people for labor?

Can Ghost King Feng be unhappy?

This is very likely to be the last feast. Later, the old demon Zhuge reaches out and wants to eat so happily again, that is just a dream.

It is estimated that the evil deeds done by Ghost King Feng are so unconscionable that even God cannot stand it.

That night, while he was sleeping soundly in his tent, someone suddenly shouted urgently from outside: "Your Majesty!"

Feng Yong woke up immediately. During the march, he was in a land of Qiang chaos, so Feng Junhou naturally slept with his clothes on. In this way, running away, ahem, wrong, would be convenient for facing the enemy.

He sat up and asked, "What's the matter?"

"The brothers on night watch outside said it smelled like blood," the voice outside said was a little urgent, "There were wolves surrounding us not far away."

Upon hearing this, Feng Yong quickly stood up and walked out of the tent, "Which direction?"

"north."

Looking in the direction pointed by Bu Qu, I saw a large area of ​​green.

The camp has begun to become commotion, with whispered commands constantly being heard, along with the sound of slight clashes of weapons.

The most important thing is that that direction is exactly where the war horses are placed.

Feng Yong could already faintly hear the braying of horses.

Feng Yong's Three Hundred Steps are elites. They have practiced emergency gatherings countless times at night. Naturally, they will not panic because of this situation, let alone blow up the camp.

"This pack of wolves seems to be quite big."

Seeing more and more small green lanterns appearing, he was a little frightened even though he was protected in the center of the camp.

"How dare they come around?"

I have so many people with me. Generally speaking, cunning creatures like wolves will not take the initiative to provoke them easily.

Buqu quickly found the Hu guide who was most familiar with the situation in the camp and came over.

"Back to you, sir. I went outside to look around. There are at least a hundred wolves. I also smelled a strong smell of blood. I wonder if the wolves have just eaten something."

The Hu guide said respectfully.

Feng Yong frowned.

He thought of a possibility.

The Han army drove the rebels westward, and there were many casualties among the barbarians along the way. Could it be possible that there were dead people buried nearby who were discovered by the wolves?

The torch not far away flickered on and off, making it difficult for the Hu guide to see Feng Yong's expression clearly.

At this time, seeing Feng Yong standing silent, the Hu guide quickly comforted him again: "Don't worry, adults. As long as the torches are lit in the camp, the wolves will naturally retreat when they see so many of us."

Feng Yong glanced at him and nodded: "If that's the case, that would be the best. Otherwise, even if we are not afraid, it would not be good if someone gets hurt because of it."

Being harassed by wolves, no one slept well in the second half of the night.

The wolves chose a sneak attack direction that was too close to the war horses. Some people in the camp had to be wary of the wolves, and some had to appease the war horses to prevent them from rushing out of the camp.

But fortunately, Daxia is not far away now.

So Feng Yong postponed his departure for half a day and let the people below get some rest.

Prevent them from getting too tired so that they can stay in top condition at all times.

In this environment, we cannot relax at the last step.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Chen Shi quickly sent another message.

Observing that the secret letter was indeed not damaged, Feng Yong opened the envelope and read it.

This time the news from Chen Shi was a bit bad.

Although the rebels in Daxia County fled, not all of them fled to the west. Some of the defeated troops also fled north along the Daxia River.

So Chen Shi reminded Feng Yong to pay attention to the defeated troops, and said that he had sent a group of soldiers to greet him.

Feng Yong, who was famous in the southern barbarians and where the Qiang and Hu were rampant, was naturally not afraid of a rout, not to mention that the chance of encountering a rout was not too great.

Unexpectedly, on the second night, a shrill whistle sounded in the camp.

"Your Majesty, there is an enemy attack at night!"

Buqu once again stood outside the main tent and reported loudly.

After Feng Yong heard the whistle, he jumped up and rushed out of the tent.

"how many people?"

"It's not clear yet, it's too dark at night."

The voice answered urgently.

"What's the external situation like?"

"Two people were injured."

Feng Yong nodded and looked outside the camp, but saw nothing.

He could only hear people shouting outside.

"Send the order and ask all the troops to hold on to the camp and don't panic."

Feng Yong made a decisive decision, "If anyone disobeys orders and walks around in the camp, act according to military law!"

"promise!"

Feng Yong stood quietly outside the tent, looking at the darkness in the distance.

Now, he is no longer a rookie who has just entered the battle, and it is more than enough to command three hundred people.

When setting up camp, pay attention to fire prevention and night attack. This is the most basic requirement.

What's more, Feng Yong has the staff to assist in formulating the record.

Strictly observing discipline is the most basic quality requirement for Feng Yong's troops.

In addition, the ghost king's halo has a natural psychological advantage over barbarians, so he will not panic.

After waiting for a while, the noise outside gradually disappeared.

Feng Yong sneered, understanding in his heart, turned around and entered the tent, and continued to sleep with his head covered.

Unexpectedly, after a while, another shout came from another direction.
Chapter completed!