Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 362: Defeating Self-Esteem

Nalan was well aware of this, so he could do nothing about Lin Feng.

She really wanted to disregard everything, join forces with a few bronze-armored warriors, and kill Lin Feng here.

But then he thought again, his brother Na Ren was dead, and even if he killed Lin Feng, he would not be able to survive in this world.

Only the father is left, and without any offspring, the Kuro tribe will be difficult to control.

Can the heartbroken father still survive?

Despite their absolute advantage, Nalan still hesitated.

He calmed his breath and spoke slowly.

"I believe in your ability and am willing to stay. You can kill them or plunder them as you please. I have no complaints. Just let them leave here. I promise that they will never return to Zhenxi, not in this lifetime."

After Nalan finished speaking, he looked at Lin Feng nervously.

Lin Feng smiled slightly: "Dismount and put down your weapons."

Nalan turned his head and glanced at the men in bronze armor.

"I will dismount and fight him. You take the young patriarch away. Do you understand?"

She spoke the iron truth to the men in bronze armor.

Ah Xian asked worriedly, "Princess, how are you going to get entangled with him?"

"You are in charge. Anyone who disobeys orders will die!"

Nalan shouted angrily.

At the same time, he jumped off his horse and stabbed the ground with his long sword.

He strode to a stop about five steps in front of Lin Feng's horse, leaving only his long sword five steps away, still stuck in the ground and swinging.

They couldn't wait any longer, and several people felt the ground shaking slightly.

This means that a large group of people are not far from here.

Nalan would never have thought that this large group of people would be iron cavalry.

They had already been dispersed by the Qingshui Army, and it was impossible for them to organize so many troops in a short period of time.

When Lin Feng felt the ground shaking, he felt even more at ease. He knew that he had won another great victory in this battle.

"Nalan, squat on the ground and put your hands on your head."

Lin Feng looked at Nalan provocatively.

Faced with this Kuro princess who repeatedly entangled with him, Lin Feng decided to completely destroy her self-esteem.

The four bronze-armored men were obviously Nalan's subordinates, and a woman of noble status and beautiful appearance must have a very strong self-esteem.

She was made to squat on the ground with her hands on her head in front of her tribesmen and her subordinates.

This insulting action is undoubtedly more painful than letting her die.

"Lin Feng!"

Sure enough, Nalan's angry blue eyes ignited flames again, and his towering chest heaved violently.

She clenched her fists tightly, wishing she could rush up and smash the face in front of her.

Lin Feng smiled and weighed the crossbow in his hand towards her.

"Kneel down."

This time he upped the ante.

The ground was shaking more and more violently, and everyone present could hear the roar of horse hooves.

Nalan was filled with grief and indignation. Facing this devilish man, he felt powerless from the bottom of his heart.

If a large group of people came, we wouldn't have to leave.

She glanced at Na Ren, who was curled up on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead. Her legs went weak and she fell to her knees.

At the same time, tears fell on my chest like beads that had broken off the string.

Several bronze-armored warriors of the Kuro tribe exclaimed at the same time.

Several war horses were galloping back and forth around.

The weapons in their hands were shaking and making clanging sounds.

Lin Feng remained unmoved, holding the crossbow steadily in his hand, and listening attentively to the movements of the bronze armored men.

If anyone dares to move, his crossbow arrow will be guaranteed to shoot into Na Ren's body immediately.

Nalan lowered his head, and his shoulders were shaking violently, which was visibly visible to the naked eye.

"You... take the young patriarch... away, quickly... go!"

These words were squeezed out from between her teeth almost word by word.

With infinite hatred and helplessness.

Several bronze-armored men finally realized that the situation could not be changed, and their anger was useless.

Facing Princess Kuro kneeling in front of the clan members, they all looked as if they had lost all hope in life.

Axian and Abuhan jumped off their horses, strode to Na Ren, and bent down to check his injuries.

Na Ren was slashed several times by Lin Feng, and then kicked at the end.

When you fall to the ground from mid-air, you are exhaling more than inhaling.

Ah Xian carefully lifted up Na Ren with both hands, and asked Abuhan to bend down and put Na Ren on his back.

Nalan crawled on the ground, staring blankly at their movements, then looked at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng didn't move, but just smiled and let them carry Na Ren on their backs.

It’s not that Lin Feng wants to let the black bat go, he is just deliberately delaying time. His five hundred guards have already arrived not far away.

I'm afraid none of these Tartars can escape.

Nalan also realized this problem and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Ah Xian, run!"

As he shouted these words, blood surged in his chest and blood spurted out of his mouth.

Nalan felt a black screen in front of his eyes and his consciousness fell into chaos.

Axian and Abuhan were about to leave with Naren on their backs when they suddenly saw Nalan vomiting blood and fainting.

He immediately turned around and rushed towards Nalan.

The other two bronze-armored Tartars, seeing that the hostage had been rescued by their own people, immediately raised their weapons and rushed towards Lin Feng on horseback.

Lin Feng turned his head and smiled: "It turns out that the Tartars are not honest either."

As he spoke, he turned the crossbow in his hand slightly and pulled the trigger at the approaching Tartar.

The man in bronze armor was holding a long sword and urging his horse forward fiercely.

He was so angry that Lin Feng forced his princess to kneel down that he wanted to cut Lin Feng into pieces.

This warrior from the Kuro tribe has not yet personally experienced the power of the crossbow.

At such a short distance, it is impossible to dodge the powerful crossbow arrows.

He only saw the crossbow tremble, and the next moment, his neck felt cold, and his body fell off the horse due to the huge inertia of the crossbow arrow.

The bronze-armored Tartars who rushed over were stunned for a moment. After a moment of hesitation, Lin Feng rubbed the crossbow against the saddle and pulled the bowstring to its full length again.

This time he did not shoot at the bronze armor in front of him, but turned the crossbow and shot an arrow at the Tartar who was running with a blade on his back.

Abuhan is also quite skilled in martial arts, and under normal circumstances, he would have been more cautious about crossbows.

But he was running with Na Ren on his back, and when he saw the large group of people approaching him, he became panicked.

He was shot in the buttocks by Lin Feng, and fell to the ground.

After Lin Feng shot the crossbow arrow, he held the knife in his left hand and took a blow from the bronze-armored Tartar.

At this time, the five hundred guards led by Cheng Liang and Wen Jian had already rushed forward.

They formed a fan shape and surrounded several Tatars in the middle.

Lin Feng rode his horse back, but the man in bronze armor wanted to raise his sword and move forward.

Suddenly, he heard several sounds of bowstrings being tightened, and more than a dozen crossbow arrows shot him into a hedgehog.

The warhorse had only run a few steps when the bronze-armored Tartar fell off the horse's back.

Ah Xian, carrying Nalan on his back, walked quickly to the warhorse and was climbing onto its back.

Cheng Liang arrived first and swung his steel knife, slashing at the back of Ah Xian's neck.

Ah Xian quickly shrank back, and although he avoided Cheng Liang's knife, he threw Na Lan to the ground.

Lin Feng pointed at Nalan and said, "Leave those two behind."

Several guards rushed forward on horseback, but did not fight with Ah Xian with swords, but just shot with crossbows.

After Ah Xian knocked out a few crossbow arrows with his knife, he was hit by four or five crossbow arrows. He fell backwards to the ground with his eyes wide open and unwilling.

Nalan and Naren were also tied up by the guards and placed on the backs of horses.

The reason why Lin Feng spared the lives of the two was that their identities could bring him considerable profits.

For the second one, Lin Feng has to prove to Bai Jing and others that he keeps his word.

I said at that time that even if Nalan escaped, I could capture her again.

I always keep my word.

When Lin Feng led his men back to the Tatar camp, the entire battlefield had been almost cleared.

This was an overwhelming victory. Looking at the excited faces of the Qingshui soldiers, Lin Feng seemed very calm.

He thought this was the intended outcome.

What wars are fought for, of course, is military and financial power.

Financial resources still have to come first.

How much did the Qingshui Army spend on chariots, heavy armor, catapults, etc.?

The effort he put in, the hardness of the steel he developed, the armor structure, and the advanced arrow manufacturing technology.

Which one does not require financial support.

After spending so much money, if we still lose a battle, then we should just stop struggling.

I might as well build a manor and become a rich man.