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Chapter 242 The General is Domineering and Powerful (28)

Chapter 242 The General is Domineering and Powerful (28)

Seeing that the situation was getting more and more severe, the leader of the Yi tribe couldn't help but turn ugly.

At this moment, Feng Li stretched out his bow and put on an arrow. When the big bow was drawn to its fullest, it made a continuous creaking sound. The bow and arrow in his hand pointed at the person in the distance, narrowed his eyes, and then let go of his hand.

The leader of the Yi tribe immediately fell off his horse, causing a burst of exclamation. From time to time, someone screamed in panic, and the Yi people around hurriedly supported the leader and carried him out.

In an instant, the Yi army was in chaos.

Seeing this, a barbarian general raised his weapon and shouted, "Attack me!"

Following his remedy, the barbarians behind quickly rushed up to fill the vacancy, cutting off everyone's sight, and the leader could no longer be seen.

Compared with the panic of the Yi people, everyone here exclaimed, and their morale soared. Even if they faced the overwhelming army, they were not afraid, because there was that person.

Seeing this, Feng Li raised his hand, "Attack!"

Following this sound, the Ming army raised the horn to counterattack, and under the onslaught of momentum, the Yi people gradually became weak and began to decline.

This battle lasted most of the night, and the invading Yi people lost their troops and lost their generals. Suddenly there was the sound of retreating from the opposite side, and then everyone saw the Yi people's army receding like a tide.

"Oh! We won!"

There was a cheer from above the army.

For the next three days, there was no movement from the Yi army. Feng Li sent someone to inquire about the leader's injury, but there was no result.

The other party was quiet, and the Yi camp was silent, but they quietly led a small group of people to harass them, and when they chased them out, they retreated immediately.

Feng Li stood behind the table, and a circle of people stood under the main tent.

Feng Li looked at the crowd, discussing the unusual situation of the Yi people, "Look, what's going on here?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, but no one spoke.

"There is no news, and our spies can't get specific information. This has never happened before." Gu Qingcheng shook his head.

Cui Daxian couldn't help but said: "Looking like this, could it be that the leader of the Yi tribe was shot to death by our general?"

"But the Yi army did not withdraw." You said humanely.

After everyone talked for a while, they couldn't discuss good or bad. Feng Li stood there and looked at the people in the tent. Although he didn't know what was going on there, they were originally guarding the border, so it didn't hurt to attack them rashly. benefit.

Feng Li narrowed his eyes, and suddenly sighed: "Forget it, tell all armies and teams to step up their guard, and don't give the enemy a chance."

After finishing speaking, Feng Li stepped out of the main tent.

Ye Qingcheng was staying in his tent, when he heard the voice, he looked back, Feng Li opened the tent and strode in, stood up, and said respectfully: "General."

Feng Li walked a few steps, scanned the inside, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Ye Qingcheng stood upright and said, "Nothing, General."

Hearing this, Feng Li walked over and pulled the nearest chair to sit on it, and raised his hand to signal him to sit on it too.

Seeing this, Ye Qingcheng sat down slowly.

Ye Qingcheng sat upright, bowed his head and did not speak, Feng Li looked around, his eyes fell on the pen holder on the table, took a pen holder, took out a few pieces of paper, spread it on the table, and wrote a few words.

Ye Qingcheng looked up and saw the words "Ye Qingcheng".

After Feng Li finished writing, he put down the pen, then turned to look at Ye Qingcheng, "Do you know how to read?"

Ye Qingcheng took it for granted, "Of course I know him."

Feng Li: "That's good." He took out a few sheets of paper and spread them out in front of Ye Qingcheng, "Come and write."

Ye Qingcheng grabbed the pen, dipped it in the ink, and wrote. At the beginning, he didn't control it well, a drop of ink smudged away, and the snow-white rice paper was covered with thick black ink, making it impossible to write at all.

Ye Qingcheng moved around, picked up the pen in the blank space on the right, swiped it quickly, and then looked at the rice paper for a long time without saying a word.

(End of this chapter)