Chapter 415 Great Victory

With a slight raise of the corner of his lips, the answer to this question in Marquis Weiwu's heart was of course yes.

A bastard is a bastard. He still vividly remembers how he wet the bed back then. How could he be someone else's child?

With a cursory glance, you can have a panoramic view of the battlefield situation.

Marquis Weiwu made quick calculations and quickly made a decision.

He looked solemn.

"Send me the military order!"

"yes!"

The originally crazy barbarians felt as if they had fallen from the clouds at this moment.

They couldn't understand why the situation was like this.

Didn’t the great priest say that today would be the day of their great victory?

This is the inspiration given to them by the gods.

But why is this happening!

Just when they were about to kill that damn devil.

The God of War from Great Zhou actually appeared!

Yes, the God of War, there is no mistake, he is the God of War!

That bronze mask is so iconic that every citizen on the grassland can recognize it. This is the God of War who was born in the Great Zhou Dynasty. Legend has it that he can eat a hundred cows in one meal, and no one can beat him in a war. opponent.

Almost at the moment Lu Mingfei led Baiqi appeared on the battlefield.

The morale of the barbarians dropped suddenly.

Because the ecstasy of about to kill the mighty lord still remained on his face, but fear was already creeping into his eyes.

And this fear is still spreading at an extremely fast speed.

Especially when the bronze-masked God of War turned his attention to them.

The charging movement paused.

This is different from Wei Wuhou, Lu Mingfei's name is more intimidating.

The barbarians do not read poetry and books, and there is even a popular custom of snatching marriages. As long as you like a girl, you can take it home at will. The biggest criterion is personal bravery. The grassland is a completely different place from the Central Plains. , as long as you can play well enough, you can gain the respect of others.

Since there are such standards, there is no need to say more about Lu Mingfei's prestige.

It may be ironic to say that Lu Mingfei's prestige in the grasslands is much greater than that in the Central Plains.

The people of the Central Plains were indeed amazed by the bravery of the champion, but that was all. For this man, the scholars may still have some vague contempt in their hearts. He just knew how to fight and was just a barbarian.

But such a barbarian is known as the God of War on the grassland.

At this moment, the barbarians had already mustered up their courage before they turned around and fled immediately.

But Lu Mingfei's subsequent invincibility completely changed their faces.

it is true!

The legend is true!

No one can stop the God of War!

They were filled with fear.

Oh my god

!

What kind of guy are we fighting!

He is a god!

It's a god!

Wei Wuhou was keenly aware of this.

He raised the corners of his lips slightly.

good.

It seemed that this battle was easier than he thought.

Everyone knows how much the morale factor affects a war.

There is a lot of space in military books on how to destroy the enemy's morale and how to boost one's own morale.

Marquis Weiwu thought that his estimate of the gangster was high enough.

Unexpectedly, my head was still lowered.

The main reason is morale.

The bastard is not just the sharpest spear, not just a sharp blade that can pierce the enemy's heart.

His presence alone can greatly boost one's own morale.

It can also severely damage the enemy's morale.

After all, the gangster is different from him.

No matter how superb the strategy is, it can only be achieved in a large army.

And what about Lu Mingfei?

He is always at the forefront of the battle between the two armies.

No matter whether we are enemies or friends, we can find him at a glance, the bronze masked white horse general.

Such an intuitive existence has a corresponding impact on the morale of both the enemy and ourselves.

As long as Lu Mingfei does not fall down for a moment, our soldiers will not hesitate in their charge, and the enemy's hearts will gradually be swallowed up by fear.

Marquis Weiwu narrowed his eyes.

A new strategy comes to mind. ,

Interesting, interesting.

He seems to have found a way to really use his own gangster.

A true way to get the most out of this Jazz slugger.

"General!

"Um?"

""The old Marquis has an order! "

Lu Mingfei glanced in Shuai Qi's direction.

That stubborn old man?

Ah……

It's not like he hasn't heard of anecdotes from the outside, about the perfect match between the Champion and the Mighty Marquis, or about the two joining forces to be invincible. It's so mysterious. ,

Lu Mingfei always showed disdain for this, and he would never admit that he was eager to cooperate with that stubborn old man.

As for what he was thinking, probably only he himself knew.

Now, it seems that those baseless anecdotes are about to come true.

Do you want to obey the orders of that stubborn old man?

I am also called the God of War in the Great Zhou Dynasty. Didn’t you hear that they all call me the God of War?

But, well, let’s just listen to it.

Kill the two oncoming enemies with ease.

Lu Mingfei said to the messenger.

"explain!"

"What does he want me to do!"

The situation of the battle suddenly changed.

Originally, Wei Wuhou's side was already in danger and could be wiped out at any time.

They were standing on the edge of a cliff. If they were not careful, they might fall and be doomed.

But as the champion's magic weapon descended from the sky, as the mighty prince renewed his order, and as the two began to cooperate.

Zhou Erlang, a man with thousands of people, was instantly pulled back from the edge of the cliff.

A nine-death situation is even infinitely close to a ten-death crisis. Such a sudden change. As the saying goes, there is no way out, and there is a village with dark flowers and dark flowers. It is like playing chess. Lu Mingfei is compared to a chess piece. As soon as this particle falls, In an instant, everything is alive.

Marquis Weiwu has never had such an experience.

He has been a soldier for most of his life and has gone through countless wars, big and small, but none of them have been as easy as today.

Yes, that’s right, handy!

No matter what kind of military formation, as long as you give the gangster an order, he can dig it out in the shortest time.

You must know that he only leads a hundred people.

In the past, I only heard about Lu Mingfei, a young upstart, who was the best in the world, and who was brave enough to win the three armies. Wei Wuhou thought it was someone else praising Lu Mingfei, a young upstart. I didn't expect that these compliments were true.

No.

It's humility.

With all the things that the gangster has shown now, let alone being number one in the world now, even if we look at ancient and modern times, we can't find a few people like him in the annals of history.

At least in Marquis Weiwu's mind, he couldn't find one.

But now, such a rare general throughout the ages is obeying his orders.

Marquis Weiwu only felt that there was a knife in his hand that could not be sharper.

The barbarian army, which was originally brave and fearless of death, was as fragile as butter in front of Lu Mingfei's sharp blade.

The more you use it, the happier you will be. The more you use it, the more joyful you will be.

It was truly an experience he had never experienced before.

Wei Wuhou was not the only one who was enjoying himself.

The same goes for Lu Mingfei.

What is he best at?

It's not absolute force.

He has an innate terrifying instinct when it comes to combat.

It was obvious that this was not something that could be cultivated by fighting against dandies in the capital, it was something that Lu Mingfei was born with.

Although they are both divine beings, Lu Mingfei and Eri Yi are different.

The difference is not only reflected in the size of the natural divine power.

And their two understandings about fighting. It's just that he is strong, but it is not enough to achieve a record like a god of war.

However, nothing in the world is perfect, and every strength must have its shortcomings. Lu Mingfei is good at fighting, but he is very inferior in strategy. He is the sharpest sword, but the sword still needs a person to hold it.

Compared with today's mighty princes, to put it bluntly, what kind of people were those guys who gave orders to Lu Mingfei in the past? Lu Mingfei just wanted to laugh when he recalled it.

Having said that, everyone's guess is indeed correct. The Champion Hou and the Powerful Hou join forces to draw on each other's strengths and offset their weaknesses, and the results are really eye-catching.

Lu Mingfei only felt relaxed.

He doesn't need to think about the situation of the battle, which direction to charge, and he doesn't need to use his brain.

Just follow orders.

Then just keep playing to your strengths.

The balance of victory and defeat in this war gradually tilted towards Dazhou.

The ones who enjoyed themselves were the Mighty Marquis and the Champion Marquis. On the barbarian side, all this just felt like a nightmare.

They hope they can wake up as soon as possible, but unfortunately, they can't.

Either die or...

escape.

So, the appearance of the first deserter served as a turning point.

This war is heading towards the victory of Mighty Marquis and Champion Marquis.

Marquis Weiwu thought about what was said in the military book, "Don't chase poor enemies." Then he looked at the young man in the bronze mask in the distance, shook his head, and let him go as he pleased.

The words in the military book are certainly reasonable, but if you regard them as golden rules, then the general's lifetime achievements will only go so far.

It is better not to chase the poor enemy, but if you have a fierce general who is like a gangster, then you should change the word. It should be better to chase the poor enemy bravely.

The soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty also had to follow the footsteps of the champion. In fact, most of them were exhausted. They could still move and even run at this moment. They relied entirely on their burning spirit. Killing would make people angry. Addicted to it, as well as the hatred brought by their comrades who died in this battle, their minds were completely blank at this moment, they didn't think about anything, only the only thought was left, that is, to kill the enemy, to kill the enemy with all their strength, regardless of Kill all enemies.

So there was such a strange scene on the battlefield. One after another, the soldiers of the Zhou Dynasty fell down while running. Later, it became more and more violent, and the soldiers fell down in pieces.

Marquis Weiwu immediately gave an order to withdraw his troops and sent the doctors who accompanied the army to treat him.

Fortunately, the news was good. The soldiers had just lost strength and passed out. As long as they were treated properly, their lives were not in danger.

Champion Hou led a hundred cavalry and chased them until dark before returning.

Even his white horse was foaming from exhaustion.

"What about him?"

"The old Marquis is waiting for you in the handsome tent!"

"Take me there."

Along the way, the soldiers who saw Lu Mingfei all looked excited, and their faces were still full of fatigue. But when they saw Lu Mingfei, they all struggled to get up, saluted him, and expressed their appreciation for him with words. The respect of a champion, the prince who saved them in desperate situations.

"No need."

"No need!"

"Just lie down!"

Lu Mingfei held their shoulders, nodded and smiled.

"Take good care of yourself."

They arrive at their destination.

The soldiers who led the way opened the tent door for him.

When Lu Mingfei lowered his head, he heard the soldier's stomach growl.

He paused and looked up.

The soldier blushed.

Still a young man.

Lu Mingfei smiled and patted his shoulder.

"You must be hungry."

The soldier's face turned redder.

"No...no!"

"Wait, dinner will be served soon!"

The soldier's eyes suddenly lit up and he said impatiently.

"Really General!"

"Will there be something to eat soon?" he hesitated.

"But, didn't it mean that the food and grass were running out?"

"What can we eat?"

Lu Mingfei pointed behind him.

"What do you think we did after chasing him so far?"

"As expected, the transport vehicle should be arriving soon."

"Luggage?"

"Where did the baggage come from?"

"you still need to ask!"

Lu Mingfei laughed.

"Of course it's the enemy's baggage!"

The soldier suddenly realized.

A look of joy finally appeared on his face.

"I see!"

"The general is so awesome!"

Lu Mingfei smiled and patted his shoulder before walking inside.

"That, General."

He heard the soldiers whisper.

"If dinner is ready, can we, the Marquis, eat some first?"

"He didn't eat anything for the past two days and gave us his share."

Lu Mingfei was stunned again.

"good."

He entered the camp.

Behind the desk is Marquis Weiwu, who looks as usual, holding a military book and a stern face.

Lu Mingfei stopped and Wei Wuhou put down his military strategy.

Their eyes met.

They have thought countless times about what the next meeting will be like.

, probably both of them have a lot to say to each other.

Maybe I'll cry, but that's not necessarily the case.

However, Lu Mingfei should still say something to Marquis Weiwu with a smile.

"You see, I look a bit like before."

Anyway, if he really wants to take action, the likes of Wei Wuhou are no match for his Lord God of War.

But when it came time to reunite, there were no words.

Marquis Weiwu glanced at him, then lowered his head to read the book of war.

Lu Mingfei found a place to sit silently, thinking about his thoughts.

It wasn't until dinner was served and the soldiers came in to call, that the two of them raised their heads and had their first communication.

"go for meal."

"together."

"Um."

Marquis Weiwu carefully put away the military book and thought of himself.

"Don't forget to call your wife."

"what."

"have a meal together."

Lu Mingfei curled his lips and snorted.

It takes a while.

Mighty Marquis Lu Mingfei and Hui Liyi sat together.

Eriyi held the bowl in a polite manner and did not move her chopsticks for a long time.

It's not that the food is not delicious, well, it is true that the food is not delicious, but Eri is not such a squeamish person. This is a battlefield. You can't ask for delicacies on the battlefield. That is too outrageous. Make sense.

The main reason why Eriyi didn't use her chopsticks was...

"You're still the same after all these years! You don't talk when you eat or sleep, don't you have a long memory?"

"Do I want to talk? Hey, do you know how much you have eaten in the past few days? Just a little. If you overeat again, you will go to heaven. I tell you, eat less when I tell you to eat less, and you are still stubborn with me! "

Marquis Weiwu frowned.

"You bastard, you are so lenient. This is all your fault. Why, do you still need me to call you dad from now on?"

Lu Mingfei's glaring expression suddenly stopped.

He put on a playful smile.

"Calling me dad or something, haha, that's so embarrassing, you're too polite!"