Chapter 18 The warhorse was stolen?
After resting for a night in Changshan County, Ye Feng returned to Zhongshan early the next morning with Zhao Yun, Zhang He and others.

After returning to the Xishan military camp, both Ye Feng and Zhang He were shocked to see that the size of the private army had almost reached two thousand.

He hurriedly found Gao Lan to ask the reason.

Gao Lan looked at the soldiers sweating on the training ground and sighed, "There was a disaster in the north. The Wuhuan cavalry broke through Dai County. Countless people had to flee south to avoid the war."

"Most of these new soldiers have had their families killed, and are now all alone in this world."

Zhang He and Zhao Yun were both furious when they heard this and shouted in unison: "A real man should behave like this!"

"My Lord, how about we go to the grassland and kill some?"

"Let these barbarians know that China's Tian Wei is inviolable!"

Ye Feng shook his head: "Not to mention that our identities cannot be made public now, the soldiers' training has not been completed and the war horses have not arrived yet."

"We are entering the grassland now. How can two legs outrun a four-legged horse?"

"But I promise you, sooner or later, we will not only trample the grasslands, but also attack Huanglong and completely wipe out the Wuhuan."

"If he kills me today, we will repay him tenfold tomorrow."

The three people who were originally a little disappointed suddenly had a different light in their eyes: "We are willing to follow the lord, trample Wuhuan Mountain, and destroy the Wuhuan tribe!!"

Ye Feng nodded slightly and patted the three people on the shoulders.

"Now that the two thousand soldiers are ready, I will divide them into two camps, one led by Zhang He and the other led by Gao Lan."

"Zilong will be the commander of the two camps. What do you think?"

Zhao Yun felt Ye Feng's unparalleled trust and was naturally grateful.

But he was not a power-hungry person. Knowing that Zhang He and Gao Lan had arrived earlier, he subconsciously refused.

"My lord, I have enough experience, so I can be your deputy."

Zhang He knew very well that Zhao Yun was a genuine heavenly general. If he used all his strength, he could only last thirty rounds at most. In addition, Zhao Yun was well-versed in the art of war and had his own way of marching and fighting, so Zhang He naturally had no objection.

Seeing Zhao Yun's refusal, he smiled and said, "To be honest, we didn't come here a few days earlier than you."

"You are the strongest and have already entered the realm of a Heavenly General. I have no objection to you being the leader."

Although Gao Lan had guessed it in his mind, he couldn't help being shocked when he heard Zhang He say "Zhao Yun is a heavenly general", because Zhao Yun was too young.

If he had not met Ye Feng, Zhao Yun would occasionally enjoy this kind of amazement, but now he just feels that there is no end to learning.

Therefore, he waved his hands repeatedly and said, "Jun Yi, please stop flattering me. You have seen the two competitions with the lord. The lord is the real genius. I don't even have half of the lord's talent. How dare I be complacent?"

Zhang He laughed and said, "My lord is a man from heaven, there is only one in the world, and there is no comparison."

Gao Lan hurriedly asked the reason, listened to Zhang He's story from beginning to end, and looked at Ye Feng carefully. Then he sighed sincerely: "I didn't expect that the lord had just mastered the Ming Jin and entered the human general level, and he directly reached the late human general level. Such progress is unique in the world!"

"I think within half a year, my lord will surpass us."

Zhang He also sighed: "We have to work harder."

Zhao Yun smiled and walked forward, patting the two men on the shoulders: "Think boldly, maybe by then the lord will have already become a heavenly general."

Zhang He, Gao Lan: "."

The two of them looked unable to refute and aggrieved, which made Ye Feng laugh.

In the next few days, in addition to daily practice and exchanges with Zhao Yun, Zhang He, and Gao Lan, Ye Feng also learned a series of knowledge about marching and fighting from the three.

Ye Feng was still learning very quickly, like a huge earthenware jar, madly absorbing knowledge that he had never been exposed to before.

In addition to learning the skills that the three have learned over the years, Ye Feng can also draw inferences from one example and often come up with some insightful ideas, which greatly benefit Zhao Yun, Zhang He, and Gao Lan.

In addition, Zhao Yun and the other two also began to practice the art of battle formations, but they did not have the comprehension of Ye Feng, so their progress was naturally slow.

Originally, the three of them also hoped that Ye Feng could practice together, so that they could promote each other's practice.

Who would have thought that Ye Feng only spent an hour to gather the fighting spirit of the five hundred people. At that moment, Zhang He and Gao Lan did not dare to hide anything, and used the little bit of Gangjin skills they had mastered, and only then was they able to suppress Ye Feng who was blessed by the five hundred people.

However, Zhang He and Gao Lan had no idea whether Ye Feng had used his full strength.

Anyway, during a subsequent drinking session, Zhao Yun asked about it unintentionally, and Ye Feng just smiled and didn't say much.

From then on, the two of them became more diligent and practiced the art of battle formations even more diligently.

Half a month passed.

With the help of the Swallowing Heaven and Earth Art, Ye Feng has reached the peak of Ming Jin, and his aura is many times more terrifying than before.

Zhao Yun, Zhang He, and Gao Lan have now become accustomed to being crushed by Ye Feng in all aspects.

In their opinion, even if someone said at this moment that Ye Feng was a god who came from heaven to save the world, they would nod without hesitation.

A corner of the training ground.

Ye Feng practiced Wuji Gong several times again, and then practiced the Soul-Breaking Spear Technique, Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix Spear Technique, and Kuangfeng Sword Technique.

He didn't stop until deep gunshot and knife marks appeared on the ground.

"Comfortable!!"

With a hearty smile, he threw the sword in his hand onto the weapon rack beside him.

After coming to this world for nearly a month, he has finally reached the peak of Ming Jin. According to the understanding of ordinary people, he is also one of the top second-rate generals.

In this world of warriors and martial arts.

In this world where chaos is about to come, he finally has a little ability to protect himself.

"Tap Tap"

A burst of hurried footsteps was heard, and Zhang He appeared in front of Ye Feng.

"My Lord, the lady is here and wants to see you!"

"Ok?"

A gleam of light flashed in Ye Feng's eyes: "I think the warhorse we need is coming soon."

"Call Zilong and Gao Lan to come to my tent together."

"Here!!"

In the Xishan military camp, Ye Feng’s unique tent.

Zhen's brows were furrowed and her face was solemn.

"Mom, you're finally here!"

"At present, the 3,000 soldiers in the military camp have basically been formed. All we need is your 3,000 war horses!"

Hearing Ye Feng's surprised voice, a hint of guilt flashed across Zhen's eyes.

She had witnessed with her own eyes how hard her son had been working during this period. He had been practicing day and night, and had almost risked his life for it.

But she didn't even.
With a sigh, Zhen said, "Feng'er, something went wrong with the warhorse!"

"Ok?"

"But you can't buy three thousand war horses?"

Zhen shook her head: "Not really. It's not easy to buy 3,000 horses at once, but it's not difficult to do if we divide them up."

"It's just that the first batch of horses was stolen when they passed through Mayi!"

(End of this chapter)