After all, Ling Feiyang was too young. At this time, he did not understand the specific meaning of his father.
Ling Feng didn't care either. He knew that his son would understand the true meaning of leading soldiers one day. All this was just a matter of time.
He just hopes that that day will come soon.
It was late at night, after Ling Feng patrolled the camp, the whole person felt exhausted.
The cold breeze at night made him feel no warmth.
Ling Feng didn't let anyone light a bonfire. After all, it was possible that those who were chasing from behind could feel it from a distance.
To be honest, in this state, you shouldn't stop, but Ling Feng also knows that all soldiers have reached their limit. If they don't stop to rest, they are afraid that something bigger will happen.
Everyone has a string in their minds, which is tense when they are tense or dangerous.
Once the force is too strong, this string may break.
When the time comes, I am afraid it will not be as simple as mutiny!
Seeing that nothing happened, Ling Feng also leaned on a boulder and sat down cross-legged. He was about to rest and rest. Now, the black soldiers are divided into three groups, and Ling Feng is the well-deserved leader of this road.
Anyone can fall, but he can't!
The consciousness slowly sank into the sea of knowledge, and Ling Feng entered into the concentration, but still retained a touch of clarity, always paying attention to the situation around him.
Time is slowly passing by, and the sun is rising in an instant, and the dawn finally brings a touch of warmth to the whole earth.
But the same also brought a crisis!
"Rumble..."
A faint vibration was transmitted into Ling Feng's ears, his eyes suddenly widened, and his brows frowned!
Without hesitation, he looked in the direction where the vibration was sensed, and saw that he sent out scouts hundreds of miles away last night, and they were constantly riding towards the camp!
"Enemy attack!"
"Enemy attack!"
"There is an enemy attack!!!"
The hysterical roar almost awakened the sleeping enemy, and in an instant, there was a loud noise.
Some are looking for their halberds, and some are hurriedly wearing armor.
War horses screamed, human voices were tense, and the sound of people screaming for horses immediately filled the entire camp.
A few tens of miles away from here, smoke and dust filled the sky, and the sound of galloping horses kept echoing in my ears.
The people of Chiwei, chase here!
Ling Feng never expected that this group of people would chase over so quickly, without giving people the slightest respite.
In fact, this is the reason for morale.
Prior to this, the black army soldiers were in full power and swept all the way without fail. Their morale has naturally risen to its peak.
But now that he has suffered a big defeat, the so-called climbing high and heavy falling have absolutely terrifying influence on the mentality of the soldiers.
But on the other side, Chiwei's manpower is different.
They were originally very afraid of the black army, but after an easy victory in this battle, they suddenly discovered that the black army that had made the whole Da Chen frightened was not invincible!
Therefore, in fact, it is climbing continuously and constantly pursuing, and there is no sign of fatigue, and even the thought of the black army will completely become history in his own hands, and everyone has endless joy and excitement in their hearts.
Besides, Chiwei's army was almost full, and all the wounded were thrown into the Prancing Horse Stream.
On the Black Army's side, Ling Feng has nearly 200,000 people, but there are tens of thousands of wounded who can't fight and can't drive the way in person!
At this time, it can be said that the crisis has reached its extreme. Ling Feng judged it in an instant. This time it was absolutely impossible to escape easily, otherwise it would not take long before he would be chased again.
For the present plan, there seems to be only one way!
"Father, let me lead people to fight them head-on. Even if our black army is dead, we will never let the enemy succeed!"
"That's right, old general, let's kill, and we have to pull a few backs before we die, and we won't give them good fruit!"