Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 128 You Have Several Options

Lin Feng waved his hand to stop Wang Qian from speaking.

He understood that if the three of them fought independently, the enemy would find their weakness.

The Tatars are not a border army. They have super combat effectiveness and the quality of individual soldiers is very high.

Especially their fighting spirit, they are fearless and indomitable, like a dog-skin plaster, they will fight you to the death once you touch them.

If we don't fight as a team and cooperate with each other, we will be defeated one by one.

"No need to blame yourself, just tell me about the battle damage."

"Brother, one hundred and twenty-eight people died and two hundred were injured."

"Zi..."

Lin Feng took a deep breath as if he had a toothache.

Damn, I was careless. I thought the soldiers and officers I trained were all capable, but it turned out they were still not up to par.

What went wrong?

"How many Tartars were killed?"

"One hundred and ninety-three."

Lin Feng looked at Wang Qian, who was in a disheveled state with his head down, and a surge of anger rose in his heart.

"Wang Qian, did I ask you to lead the people to fight the Tartars to their death?"

"No, bro."

"Then tell me how you commanded the battle?"

His voice got higher and higher.

Wang Qian's head almost dropped to his waist.

Bai Jing tugged at Lin Feng's clothes from behind.

Lin Feng suppressed his anger and tried to speak in a normal tone.

"Wang Qian, go get me a detailed report. Detailed! Do you understand?"

"Yeah, brother, I understand."

Lin Feng turned around and walked back. He was so angry that he didn't know how to vent.

Bai Jing followed him quickly with worry, looking at his expression from the side from time to time.

When we got back to the house, it was already dark.

Torches had been lit all around the yard, and lanterns were hung in front of the door.

As soon as Lin Feng entered the door, he saw an old man standing in the yard, holding a little boy of five or six years old.

The guard stepped forward and said, "General, this man, surnamed Lu, wants to speak to you in person."

Lin Feng didn't say anything and ignored him. He walked into the house with a sullen face.

Bai Jing quickly asked the guard to invite the old man into the living room and serve him tea.

"Old man, what do you want to talk to General Lin about?"

The old man didn't sit down either, but just rubbed his hands awkwardly.

"Hey, you are the general's wife, right? I..."

The old man was talking and looking around.

"If you have something to say, just say it. There's no one else here."

Bai Jing smiled.

The old man paused for a moment, then leaned forward with his hunched body towards Bai Jing.

"My daughter-in-law heard something and I don't know whether I should tell you."

"Just say it, it's okay."

"I run a small pub, and my daughter-in-law is busy serving wine and food to customers."

"Father, please sit down and talk."

"Hey, no need, I can just stand."

Bai Jing didn't force it, she looked at the old man with a smile on her face.

"It's like this. There was a group of people, about five or six, who got drunk and said they wanted to kill General Lin..."

The smile on Bai Jing's face disappeared and she looked at the old man seriously.

"What kind of guests are they?"

"There are young guys and some older guys. They all look like gangsters."

Bai Jing looked the old man up and down.

"Father, why did you come to report the news?"

"Ahem, I'm sixty-one years old this year, and my life is almost over. I never thought that since General Lin came to Qingshui, I can live a decent life. I have a house to live in, food to eat, and I can even do some small business. People say that I am lucky to have General Lin. How could I let the bad guys harm the general? I would not let them do that even if it cost me my life."

The old man kept talking, his expression was excited and his whole body was trembling.

As he spoke, he pulled out the little boy hiding behind him.

"Little Bug, hurry up and say hello to the Madam."

The little boy hid his body behind the old man's thighs, stretched out his dirty little face, and looked at Bai Jing timidly.

Bai Jing smiled at the boy, touched him up and down, but didn't bring any gifts.

He could only reach out and touch the boy's head apologetically.

"Father, where is your tavern?"

"Oh, it's at the west end of Tongyin Street, the wine worm shop."

"You also opened an inn?"

"I don't have that much capital. There's an inn behind the wine shop."

Bai Jing thought for a moment and said to Xie Zhong who was standing outside the door.

"Xie Zhong, go get a few taels of silver."

The old man immediately raised his hands and shook them.

"I don't want money. If I wanted money, I wouldn't be here."

As he spoke, he grabbed the little bug and walked away, and Bai Jing couldn't stop him.

When he first joined the garrison, Lin Feng changed into a set of wandering knight's clothes, wearing a bamboo hat, holding a steel knife in his hand, and slowly walked into the Jiuchong Wine Shop.

The lighting was not very bright, and there were five occupancy tables in the wine shop, but only one was occupied by three people.

A woman in her twenties saw Lin Feng coming in and hurried forward to greet him.

"Sir, please sit here."

She came to a wine table, wiped the stool and table with the white cloth in her hand, and asked Lin Feng to sit down.

"Sir, what would you like to order?"

"Give me a pot of wine and two side dishes."

"Okay, sir, please wait a moment."

Lin Feng slowly sat down at the table, facing the entire wine shop.

After hearing Bai Jing say that someone here wanted to kill him, he refused to follow others, came out from the back door of the house, and came here alone.

I'm feeling so pent up and need to vent.

Someone bumped into the muzzle of the gun.

He wanted to see who was going to kill him in this way.

Lin Feng was a man of great skill and courage, so he brought no one with him but a steel knife and two silver ingots.

You still have to pay for food and drinks, so as not to let the people down.

Qingshui County attracts a lot of refugees every day, and people from all walks of life also come and go frequently.

Lin Feng does not restrict population movement, but only maintains public order and strictly prohibits fights and injuries.

Therefore, his outfit is not eye-catching.

Lin Feng sipped his wine quietly, observing the situation around him through the gap in his bamboo hat.

Just a quarter of an hour after he sat down, someone else walked into the wine shop and sat directly in front of the table of the three men.

It was obvious that the three men were dressed like gangsters and had weapons in their hands.

The people who came later whispered to the three of them for a while.

A man stood up and turned to walk towards Lin Feng's table.

Without saying a word, he sat down opposite Lin Feng, staring at Lin Feng with his eyes wide open.

The man was about thirty years old, with an unshaven face and big eyes. He was not tall but very strong.

After a long silence, the man spoke.

"Friend, please show your face."

Lin Feng raised his head and looked at the other person.

The man nodded and said, "Yes, it's said in the martial arts world that General Lin Feng is a man of great skill and courage, and he doesn't take anyone seriously."

"It seems you guys let it slip on purpose."

"Hehe, knowing that you are popular among the people, how dare you not be cautious?"

"Aren't you afraid that I'll wipe you all out?"

"Well, as the saying goes, those who drown are all good swimmers. It's true."

Lin Feng said calmly: "You guys hit the mark, you're lucky."

The man was a little proud: "My brothers just want to find a fair duel opportunity."

"Okay, sign up and get ready to die."

Lin Feng reached out to grab the steel knife leaning on the table.

"Wait, I have something else to say."

Lin Feng slowly retracted his hand: "I've been a bit long-winded."

"It's not a life-and-death struggle between you and me. There are several options."

"Oh, you want me to choose?"

The man nodded and said, "The first way is to join us and you will be given a high position, generous salary, wealth and glory."

Seeing that Lin Feng remained calm, the man continued.

"The second option is to duel with me. Regardless of whether you win or lose, or live or die, we will go our separate ways and it has nothing to do with others."

"Any more?"

"Hehe, this third way..."

The man raised his hand and pointed around: "These are all my people. As the saying goes, a good tiger cannot stand up to a pack of wolves. General Lin, please consider this."