Chapter 8: Dapeng Spreads Its Wings and Flying Clouds (Part 2)
"Believe! What do you believe? For the sake of saving this princess' life just now, I will temporarily spare your disrespect just now!" Feiyan said in one breath and turned to the carriage, but the change in Wuming's eyes just now appeared in her mind, especially the soft light that made her unforgettable.
"So cold a man can have such a gentle look." Feiyan sat in the carriage and secretly lifted a crack in the curtain to look at Wuming: "It's just a big-headed soldier, why are you stoking?"
The guards surrounded the nameless back to Princess Feiyan's carriage and knelt down and said, "Princess, please come back with us. This time you secretly brought us, a few of our ingenious subordinates, almost harmed your Ten Thousand Cheng Lord. Please return to the palace!"
Feiyan gave a few guards a blank look and shook his hands impatiently: "Don't go back! This princess must make others look at her with admiration! If you are afraid, go back! This failure is because our number is too small! Go and join the army! Let's join the army in the nearest city! Don't there be recruitment sites in every city in the kingdom now?"
Several guards looked at each other in embarrassment, and could only get up and call on others to reintegrate the team and announce that they will continue to move forward.
"Wait a minute!" Domotoki, who was injured on his face, said with a hatred, "I challenge you with the honor of the nobles now! I want to use your life and blood to wash away the shame you gave me just now!"
Gerry, who was about to chat with Wuming, and several other knights, looked at Domotoki in disgust and said nothing.
Gerry whispered in Wuming's ear: "Don't fight him, his power is not something you can mess with."
"I am not a noble, so I don't plan to accept your challenge." Wuming said this, and the faces of the knights standing beside him were immediately filled with joy.
Yes! Wuming is not a knight! Wuming is not a nobleman! Wuming will not have any problems even if he refuses to accept the challenge! Several knights felt a secret feeling.
Domotoki's face turned red and pointed at Wuming with his trembling right hand for a long time to squeeze out a word: "You..."
Princess Feiyan lifted the curtain and said unhappily: "Mr. Domotoki, we need to rush forward now. If you have any dissatisfaction, wait until we find a place to stay before studying."
Domotoki knelt on one knee with an unwilling look on his face and said, "As long as the princess's arrangements are followed."
Princess Feiyan praised Knight Gri and said some of the rewards for this rescue. Only when she answered the emperor in the future would the team start to move forward slowly.
Most of the members who had previously defended Princess Feiyan just politely thanked Gerry and the others, then gathered beside Domotoki to chat together, and from time to time they would cast angry eyes at Wuming.
Gri cordially asked the guards who came to sincerely thank him why the princess only led so few people to appear here, and the current development of the war in the Shenlong Kingdom.
Wuming didn't want to talk much, just listened quietly, and soon realized that the princess was upset in the palace, and was entangled with a group of noble playboys from the imperial capital, and then took a small number of guards to the front line to "make achievements."
No one dared to provoke these noble children in the imperial capital, which made them even more think that their kung fu is only a little worse than that of the Sword God and the Sword Saint. This time, he didn't even bring one real master when he went out.
The combat effectiveness of this team can naturally be imagined. This time, I just encountered a bandit army that was defeated, and almost became the dead soul under someone else's sword.
As for the domestic war, these guards were not very clear about it. The propaganda I heard in the imperial capital every day was another great victory for the army. But as soon as I went out, I found that the bandit army was not as weak as propaganda, nor as rare as propaganda.
"Forget it! I won't talk about this anymore! We just need to be loyal to the country when we go to the battlefield in the future." Gerry turned around and praised Wuming next to him, "I didn't expect that you are also very good at military tactics and know that you must first kill the enemy."
Wuming grinned: "To deal with a group of wolves, you must naturally kill the wolf king first, which is not much different from hunting."
Gerry smiled and said nothing, but he disagreed with Wuming's words in his heart. He turned around to discuss the topic of war with other knights. In their hearts, Wuming was just a civilian. Even if he shot the other leader just now, Wuming would not change his identity.
Wuming stopped talking and listened quietly as the knights exchanged their experiences on how to kill enemies on the battlefield and how to avoid death.
"Domotoki, what's wrong?"
"That civilian made me lose such a big face in front of Princess Feiyan, I must kill him!" Domotoki held the knight spear in his hand fiercely, and a faint white light appeared and disappeared in his hand.
"That's right! Look at his arrogant look, he is just a low-level archer. Domotoki, you are a direct descendant of one of the five heroes of the Dragon Kingdom! The achievements of the Dragon Kingdom today are inseparable from your ancestors."
"That's it! Who doesn't know that Domotoki likes the third princess? How can this residue damage your image?"
"When I go to the battlefield and shoot him from behind, no one will pay attention to him if a soldier like him!"
"You are indeed my good friends!" Domotoki said, patting a few noble children closest to him, "Okay! Whoever we have the chance on the battlefield will clean up the residue!"
Several noble children colluded with each other to walk at the front of the team, and made adjustments to the direction of the team's advance from time to time, and did not reach the Pangshi City marked on the map until dark.
The arrival of night made the team camping in the wild. Piles of bonfires were lit, and tents were blew huh in the evening breeze.
Domotoki and others took out the dried meat and wine they carried, kept shouting that they were delicious by the bonfire, and occasionally used their eyes to sweep the Grey that was surrounded by the bonfire and ate nothing.
Several knights who were grateful to Gerry for saving took out the dried meat, but were rejected by Gerry and everyone with a smile.
"Not everyone can live a life of wine and jerky in the wild." Domotoki shook the jerky in his hand and shouted loudly: "Everyone! When the bandits retreat, I will invite everyone to go to the imperial capital to eat the best game!"
Princess Feiyan was also attracted by the beautiful scenery at night, so she walked lightly to the bonfire of Domotoki and sat down. Several noble children quickly changed positions without Princess Feiyan not paying attention and changed Domotoki to Princess Feiyan's side.
A plate of the best air-dried meat was quickly placed in front of Feiyan. As soon as Feiyan reached out to get the air-dried meat, she saw Wuming carrying a sack behind him walking back and forth from the darkness not far away.
After Wuming appeared, several knights of Gree immediately became busy, set up an iron pot, poured in the hot water that had just boiled not long ago, and made a large amount of space for Wuming.
Domotoki saw this scene and laughed: "It's ridiculous that a great knight actually serves as a subordinate to a civilian! The face of the knights has been lost!"
Many noble children also shouted, and Gri's faces turned red, pretending that he hadn't heard them, skillfully removed the feathers of several birds. Several other knights also sorted out the wild vegetables brought back by Wuming. These were all learned by them after Wuming in the forest a few days ago.
Wuming took the birds that had removed their feathers and simply removed their internal organs to a certain extent. Then he skewed the birds with several guns behind him and placed them on a bonfire set prepared by several knights and started barbecuing.
After the busy barbecue, Wuming quickly poured the wild vegetables into the iron pot, and then carefully took out some seasonings from his body and sprinkled them into the pot.
Domotoki and others continued to eat their dried meat, constantly mocking Wuming as a piece of material for making the Fire Head Army. Princess Feiyan also frowned slightly as she looked at Wuming's work, and a look of contempt appeared in her eyes.
After the Gerry Knights laughed at Domotoki and others for a while, they finally could no longer hear the other party's ridicule, and replaced by the sound of a group of people drooling.
The birds were grilled on the outside and tender on the inside, and the hodgepodge made of various wild vegetables in the large iron pot also emitted a mouth-watering fragrance.
"Taste! It's so delicious!" A knight took a bite of the barbecue and shouted exaggeratedly: "Wu Ming! I think you really don't be a soldier when you enter the army! Just come to our cavalry regiment to be a fire-headed army!"
"That's right, right!" A knight's expression of enjoyment was self-evident: "How about we recommend you to the cavalry team leader as the Consul General of the Fire Head Army? There is no danger there, and the benefits are high, please consider it."
The knights praised Wuming in a verbal way, secretly glanced at the eggplant-like faces of Domotoki and others from time to time, and felt a little relieved. The humiliation he had just suffered was all recovered with the benefit of the people.
"Princess, Your Highness, Princess! We sincerely invite you to taste the nameless craftsmanship." Gri, a somewhat old-fashioned knight, took advantage of the excitement and became more presumptuous.
Domoto's face darkened and opened his mouth and said, "The princess is..."
"I'm here!" Feiyan stood up and interrupted Domotoki's words, and ran to Knight Gerry. The fragrant barbecue smell had long been uncontrollable. At this time, someone gave her a step, so why wouldn't she go down the steps?
"Well~~! It tastes delicious. The taste of this barbecue is better than that of the Imperial Chef." Feiyan praised and then took a sip of the soup, and said with a look of surprise again: "It tastes delicious. This soup is also better than the Imperial Chef."
At this moment, Domoto's face became even more ugly. The momentum of nearly a hundred noble children suddenly plummeted, and the beating bonfire further highlighted the gloomy faces.
"Let's have a meal together, this roasted pig will be cooked soon."
The nobles looked at Wuming who said this in surprise. Wuming, who was ridiculed by them just now, actually invited them to eat. At this moment, many people suddenly felt a little moved.
The nobles looked at each other in embarrassment, and no one was embarrassed to lift their legs and walk towards the mountain pork first, nor was he embarrassed to dismantle Domoto's platform and offend him.
Chapter completed!