Chapter 268: Pretending to be a ghost (I)

The sky is clear and cloudless.

Thirty miles away from Wolong City, Xu Haifeng, Xiang Ming brothers, Li Guanying and others led a thousand Northern Frontier warriors to form a formation here.

Their bodies were straight and no one moved at all.

The scorching sun was emitting a scorching breath, and big beads of sweat flowed out from their foreheads, vests, and all over their hair, feeling uncomfortable like mucus, but they were still fully armed and no one took it as a pain.

From afar, the sound of horseshoes and wheels gradually came.

Xu Haifeng and others' eyes lit up. As the convoy progressed, the two thick and eye-catching coffins could be seen.

The figure of Fang Lingde's honest elder seemed to appear in front of him at this moment. The elder with a kind face, the brave and fearless warrior, and the loyal and unyielding master of the Han Dynasty seemed to have been resurrected from Xu Haifeng's mind.

Xu Haifeng's heart was very depressed. His normal heart had already started to fluctuate slightly when he saw Fang Lingde's coffin. As the carriage advanced, it became more and more turbulent.

The originally dry eyes had a layer of mist, and the feeling of tearful eyes was not good. Until now, he realized that although he had already entered the realm of a master, he was still a human being, a human being with seven emotions and six desires. Fang Lingde, it turned out that this old man actually had such a heavy weight in his mind.

Xu Haifeng suddenly took three steps forward, lifted up his robe, and knelt down heavily in the direction of the convoy.

His actions were obviously beyond the expectations of Xiang Ming and others, but then they stepped forward one after another and knelt on the ground without words or eyes. This... was a matter of course, and they were the reverence and guilt of the two old men from the bottom of their hearts.

One thousand men in the northern border, they did not change their actions regardless of the armor. They did not care about the dust and tears were everywhere. They were on this road, facing the coffin of the two elders, and at the Xiongnu who were escorting the coffin, bent their originally straight backs, bent their knees that had never been kneeling, and they knelt down heavily.

The carriage gradually approached, and the first person was Maimati, the Hun general.

He had jumped off his horse and led the horse. The Huns were a nation that advocated heroes, and both Fang Lingde and Li Bohu had already gained their respect for their actions.

"General Xu, at the order of Shanyu, we will return the bodies of General Fang and Commander Liu Da. Please accept it." Maimati said loudly.

"I'm sorry for the general." Xu Haifeng responded heavily. Without his orders, someone came forward to carry the two coffins away.

"Ahem..." After clearing his throat, Maimati said again: "In the coming here, in addition to returning the bodies of the two old generals, there is another item."

"What?"

Maimati turned around and took a long package from the horse's back, and opened it layer by layer in front of everyone.

When the last layer of cloth was removed, a bright color appeared in front of everyone. It turned out to be a two-meter-long red tassel spear with a sharp body.

Li Guanying's breathing was suddenly suffocated. Then, he couldn't help biting his lower lip. In order not to make a choking sound, his teeth had already been deeply trapped in the lips. A bright red liquid flowed into his mouth along his dry lips, and a strong bitter and bloody smell appeared in his mouth.

His eyes were fierce and concentrated, full of endless deep hatred. With a breath of true energy, he slowly lifted up. He began to inhale again, and his breath suddenly became rapid. His heart became more and more restless, and the overwhelming hatred was hurt and tormenting, and he could not control it with reason.

Everyone's eyes were gathered on him, while his eyes were firmly staring at the red tassel spear in Maimiti's hand. He strode forward and came to Maimiti's side.

He glanced at the young general with a sympathy and Maimaiti said, "Ling Shu is very handsome, and I admire him very much. This gun is Ling Shu's carry weapon. Maimaiti dares not take it for himself. Now he is still with the Major General."

From Maimaiti, he took the bright silver-broken gun that once scared the Huns. Li Guanying held the gun handle tightly with both hands, and the bones on his knuckles protruded ferociously. His face turned pale, he suddenly raised his head and shouted loudly: "Ah..."

This shout of hard work seemed to vent the deep pain in his heart.

The two big hands pressed on his shoulders respectively. Li Guanying turned his head and looked at it. It was Xiang Ming and Xu Haifeng. They looked at themselves with the same worry and heavy eyes.

A smile that seemed to be crying was barely revealed. The iron-blooded man clasped his fists at Maimati and squeezed out a sentence from his teeth: "Thank you, General."

However, they did not know that on the small hill a mile away, there were more than a hundred people sitting cross-legged, quietly without any sound.

Before them, a big man withdrew his gaze from afar and said, "Military advisor, Maimati has contacted the lord."

"Well. Since you are here, okay, let's do it as planned." Jiang Kongming smiled, his laughter seemed so confident.

The more than a hundred people sitting cross-legged have changed. They stretched out their palms and held each other together. In the middle of them, there was a weak woman with charming charm and charming eyes.

She is the only female member among all the Blood Wine Warriors - Yuna Ito.

After receiving Jiang Kongming's order, she slowly sat down. All the members of the supernatural power group drowsed in their eyes almost at the same time, and their supernatural powers had already become one at this moment.

Maimati sighed and said, "General Xu, General Fang, Shanyu's order, Maimati has been completed, so I will say goodbye."

It is not surprising that Xu Haifeng and others have passed away from Maimati to the Western Camp. This time he was escorting the bodies of two enemy generals to the Western camp. At the time of grief, everyone was in a state of grief. Of course, he could walk as fast as he could.

Even though Xu Haifeng and others would not do anything to him due to etiquette, the feeling of being rolled and hated by others is not good.

Xu Haifeng looked up at the sky, as if he was aware of something, withdrew his gaze, looked at the burly Hun man, and suddenly said slowly: "Please go back and bring a word to Maodun Shanyu."

"Please speak with General Xu."

"Xu understood the feelings of Shanyu. When the troops were on the grassland in the future and attacked the nobles, he would definitely spare him once to repay his feelings today." Xu Haifeng said loudly.

Maimaiti's face changed drastically. He took a step back and shouted sternly: "General Xu, what's the reason for your words and humiliation?"

After looking at Maimati, Xu Haifeng's faint voice sounded again: "Xu did not intend to humiliate or Maodun Shanyu, but he was just inspired and told the truth."

Maimai's expression became more and more angry. His hand moved to his waist, and a crisp sound of "choking..." was already drawn in his hand.

"Look at the knife." With a loud shout, Maimaiti's attack that condensed all his strength had already slashed at Xu Haifeng.

However, his sword did not hit the target because a bright silver spear with a flashing silver light had already crossed between the two.

"Ding..." As the swords and guns intersected, a crisp and pleasant voice came from afar.

"You are not worthy of letting Grand Master Xu take action, so let me experience it." Li Guanying's face was tense, and there was endless murderous aura in his eyes.

"Okay, let me see what the new master of this silver spear is doing." Maimaiti's face was hideous and terrifying, and the corners of his mouth were cracked, and he said with gritted teeth.

"Let's wait..." Seeing that both sides were about to break out, Xu Haifeng frowned and shouted loudly.

Xu Haifeng's identity is extraordinary. Even though he was reluctant, the two of them could only forcibly suppress the impulse to take action.

"Maimati, you travel thousands of miles from the casket. No matter what, we can't make things difficult for you this time, please go." Xu Haifeng said loudly.

"There are no Huns who retreated on the grassland. Since General Xu violated the power of Shanyu, Maimati had no choice but to ask for advice." Maimati said stubbornly.

"Ask for advice?" Xu Haifeng's mouth showed a hint of disdain and said, "Are you?"

Maimati said seriously: "Although Maimati's skills are not good, as long as you are there, you will definitely not be humiliated by Shanyu."

Xu Haifeng smiled slightly, slowed down his tone and asked, "Maimaiti, do you believe in fate?"

The big guy was stunned and could not understand why Xu Haifeng suddenly had such a question that was incompatible with the cows and horses, but he shook his head and said, "If you don't believe it, Maimati believes only the bow and knife in his hand."

With a mysterious smile, Xu Haifeng said calmly: "But, I believe that these two old people's spirits in heaven will bless us to fulfill our promise."

At this moment, a sudden blew slowly and the sun in the sky seemed to have lost its dazzling light and scorching energy.

Here, it is shrouded in a mysterious force.

"It's wind blowing..." Xu Haifeng said lightly, the wind is getting stronger and stronger, but it gives people a cold feeling in this hot summer.

Xu Haifeng's hair was fluttering in the wind, and his face was solemn and solemn: "Did you see it? Do you feel it? This is the spirit of the two old men in heaven."

Maimati looked around in surprise. Although he did not understand the power of his spirit, the significant changes in the weather were seen by everyone, which made him even more suspicious and difficult to make a decision.

A commotion began to spread in the team. Whether it was the thousand cavalry of the Han Dynasty or the escort team of the Huns, they all felt a strange atmosphere.

However, their expressions were very different. Although the Han army was shocked, their bodies became more and more tall, just like officers and soldiers waiting for the Supreme Commander to review.

As for the Huns, they crowded together and formed a circle. They watched in surprise at the inexplicable changes around them, occasionally showing a hint of panic.

"Could it be... Is there really a ghost?" Maimati gasped. He was never afraid of the sky or the earth. For the first time in his life, a wisp of unconcealed fear rose from the bottom of his heart.
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