Chapter 459

SUN Hao is terrified. Just as he is about to go forward, Feng an and Feng Zhong have already come to Feng Che and hold him.

"Cough..."

Wind Che cough, red blood gushing out more.

"Lord."

Feng an is worried.

Fengche waved his hand, took out the handkerchief and slowly wiped it clean. He threw the handkerchief on the ground and looked at the crowd. His eyes were still clear and light. "Who else wants to challenge, just come here!"

Not only a few generals, but also an Xiong subconsciously stepped back.

Zhao Hu's skill is not low, and he is the most skillful among the generals. An Xiong is confident, so he acquiesces in their challenge.

But they didn't even make ten moves. They were kicked out twice in succession. The last time was careless. This second time he could see clearly that they had riveted their strength, but they still didn't make several moves in Fengche's hands. Fengche's martial arts

An Xiong didn't dare to think about it. His eyes fell on Zhao Hu's several people. He saw them lying or lying on the ground. He didn't know whether they were dead or alive.

There was a dead silence at the barracks gate.

After a long time, SUN Hao reacted first and blurted out "yes".

The rest of the people followed suit, cheering one after another, resounding through the barracks.

The rest of the generals were completely stupid. Their legs softened, they knelt on the ground, and the big cold sweat on their forehead came out.

An Xiong also kneels on one knee again, "Lord, please punish."

Even if he signed a life and death certificate, he allowed his subordinates to commit crimes. This is a fact.

Moreover, Feng Che was also injured. If it came to the emperor, he would not be spared in order to give an explanation to the world.

"Drag it down! Military law enforcement! "

Wind Che words out, an Xiong and several generals body tremble, a group of soldiers also no one dare to move.

Zhao Hu is one of general an's men. If these soldiers dare to stand out today, they will not come to a good end after Lord Zhan has gone.

SUN Hao and Wu Meng, together with a group of fengjiajun soldiers, go forward and salute Fengche. Then they go to Zhao Hu and take them to the school.

The wind Che also raised foot to walk in.

An Xiong and several generals knelt down and did not dare to move.

All the soldiers, you look at me, I look at you, and I dare not move.

SUN Hao and Wu Meng threw Zhao Hu and his three men on the ground of the school's martial field, each with 30 sticks.

Bang bang! The sound of the stick on the body was clearly heard in the huge barracks.

The timid soldier had been scared to his knees for a long time, and he bravely remembered that SUN Hao was under the hand of Zhan Wangye, a member of Lao Fengjia's army.

Today's action is to save the face of King Zhan. In other words, it's the first stroke of his return. He killed chickens for monkeys to make an example. Maybe this camp will be king Zhan's world again.

Think of here, again see kneeling at the barracks gate of an Xiong and others, a little hesitant, toward the school martial field.

They have also heard that the Lord of war leads the army. He is selfless, disciplined and will win every battle. It is worthwhile to follow such a person to the barracks.

Think of this, do not hesitate, step up.

With the leaders, the rest of the soldiers no longer hesitated and followed.

But in the blink of an eye, there were not many people left at the barracks gate.

After thirty years of fighting, Zhao Hu and his three men had lost their breath. This time, without sun Hao's command, some soldiers came forward and dragged them down.

Fengche enters the meeting hall and sits down.

SUN Hao several people came in to reply, "Lord, the execution is finished, people have died."

Feng Che had expected it for a long time, and ordered, "go and call the military doctor!"

SUN Hao was ordered to go, and soon the military doctor came with him.

Fengche reaches out his hand, and the military doctor understands it. He immediately steps forward and shakes his hands to feel his pulse. As soon as he puts his hand on his pulse, he is suddenly frightened. He doesn't dare to think about it. After finishing his pulse, he immediately retreats two steps. He lowers his head and doesn't dare to look at Fengche's face. "There is a limit to villain's medical skills, and he can't help the king's condition."

The wind Che slowly falls down the sleeve and asks carelessly, "is there enough medicine in the army now?"

I didn't expect that he would ask such a question. The military doctor was stunned, and then answered in a hurry, "report to the Lord, charge, charge..."

He can't say enough.

Now there is no war, but soldiers will be injured in ordinary training. Just apply some trauma medicine and rest for more than ten days.

But there was not enough medicine in the barracks. A few days ago, a soldier died because he didn't have any medicine. He was a military doctor. Naturally, he knew that the imperial court had given medicine to the barracks, but he didn't have to know where the medicine had gone.

"Think about it."

Military doctor Putong knelt down and did not dare to hide, "excuse me! There are very few medicines in the army. Most of them are collected from the mountains by subordinates on weekdays. "

There was silence in the tent.

"It's hard for you. You can make a list when you go back. I'll report it to the emperor. Some medicine will be delivered in a few days."

"Thank you, Lord."

The military doctor was overjoyed and kowtowed to the end.

Feng Che waved, "step back."

The military doctor retired.

SUN Hao stepped forward, "Lord..."

Feng Che waved his hand, "you tell me to go down. I'll have lunch here today."

SUN Hao answered the orders and went down.

It's the people of fengjiajun who cook. I heard that Fengche wants to eat in the military camp, and he has taken out his housekeeping skills.

Coincidentally, it's hard for a woman to cook without rice. When the meal is ready, all she brings to Fengche is a bowl of porridge with some rice grains at the bottom, two black steamed buns and a plate of wild vegetables without oil.

When SUN Hao brought it up, he felt the anger of Fengche. He put the food down and stepped back two steps. After he stood up, the atmosphere did not dare to come out.

"Go and pass on general an, and they'll come!"

The voice of wind Che's exit has no anger, it is still clear and cold.

SUN Hao trembled in his heart and went out to shout.

An Xiong and several generals have been kneeling at the gate of the barracks for half an hour. They are dazed by the sun, but they dare not get up.

Listening to SUN Hao's biography, he was finally relieved and staggered to his feet. Dare not delay, went to the camp, a door, they saw a small table in the middle of the camp, the table is a few bowls of rice porridge can shine on the Qing people, and a few hard black steamed bread.

Anxiung was so nervous that he didn't dare to look at it again

"Sit down."

Feng Che's voice was warm, as if nothing had happened just now.

Anxiung was flustered. He was already sweating all over his head, but now he is more fierce. Dare not speak, sit down at the table, the other generals a look, also sit down.

"Eat it."

An Xiong several people dare not disobey, picked up the black steamed bread, bit, chewed a few times, but how also can't swallow.

Helpless, had to carry congee, gulp of drink, want to rush down.

Wind Che turns to pull a finger, light of looking at.