Chapter 1011 Fight, let you learn a lesson(1/2)
Outside the tent, Feng Wuyou walked out again.
Moreover, he started arguing with the patrol soldiers.
"Empress Phoenix, didn't you say you couldn't go?"
The person in charge was so depressed.
Why is Feng Wuyou so willful? He went back just now, but now he ran out again.
"My lady wants to go again now, why? Can't you?"
Nie Zheng was cold and didn't take these people seriously at all.
"Our rules...can't work."
The leader held his face stiffly.
These people are too domineering.
No matter who he belongs to, Nie Zheng's tone was so annoyed by him.
"Is it OK? Do you have the final say?"
Nie Zhengyang Mei: "Give you two choices, go find you Dahan, or...get out!"
The leader did not expect that Nie Zheng would be so arrogant this time.
"Don't think we're afraid of you!"
He was so angry that he said this very fluently.
"Are we afraid of you?
Let me tell you that there is nothing we can’t go where our Empress is going.”
"You try!"
“So what if I try?”
Swordsmanship.
The blood of the people on both sides has become more serious, but the people in Beiliang are still a little rational after all.
Their purpose is to stabilize Feng Wuyou, and if you can stop doing it, or not.
"Empress Phoenix...your people...you care!"
If you meet Nie Zheng again, you will definitely fight. Now you can only let Feng Wuyou take care of Nie Zheng.
He had heard that Feng Wuyou's hands listened to her the most.
"good."
Feng Wuyou finally spoke and raised his hand: "Battle me!"
What?
The soldiers of Beiliang thought that Feng Wuyou wanted to restrain Nie Zheng, so they stood there and waited.
As a result, fists as big as sea bowls were already smashed.
Nie Zheng and his men seemed to have known Feng Wuyou's thoughts for a long time. Feng Wuyou's words had not fallen, and their fists had already fallen on the faces of those people.
The soldiers in Beiliang were punched several times before they could react.
"Cunning Yanyun Dog!"
"Bump them back...beat them!"
They also began to fight back.
The person who was still in the head was still rational at this time and shouted loudly: "Don't move weapons, and you are not allowed to move weapons."
Feng Wuyou's people did not move weapons, so they could not move either.
Otherwise, if one or two people die and provoke everyone inside, it will be a complete chaos.
The God of Killing Xiao Jinglan... Never use how many people around him to measure his lethality.
There are so many lessons that others have learned on the grassland.
Ping Ping Pong.
The people on both sides started fighting like this.
He obviously has swords and guns on his body, but all of them are useless.
Fist to fist, feet to feet, like a fight in the market.
Yan Guards have flexible moves, but the grassland people have rich practical combat and are good at close-in wrestling.
For a moment, it was difficult to distinguish Zhongbo's meaning.
Some people on both sides were fighting, and those who had not fought were all rushing to the side and shouting loudly.
The elite soldiers on both sides were like gangsters.
Everyone's attention was in this chaos, and no one noticed that a group of people disappeared quietly from them and under their noses.
Feng Wuyou saw that they disappeared completely from the corner of her eyes, and she winked at Nie Zheng.
Nie Zheng understood and his movements suddenly became quicker, at least twice as fast as before.
"Oh!"
The leader of the Beiliang team covered his eyes and stepped back: "You dare to take ruthless actions!"
"Don't fight hard, can you play house?"
Nie Zheng had already pounced on him again, followed by several punches and kicks.
The other guards suddenly turned on the switch and began to beat their opponents hard.
Originally, there were some people watching from the Beiliang team, mainly because they were more people than Yan Yun and could not get involved, so now they are all here.
They are all comrades, and they cannot let their own people suffer losses.
But... as soon as they came up, they were circled in by Yan Guards and pressed them to the ground to beat them together! But in a few breaths, there were no Beiliang people standing on the ground. They were all Yan Yun's guards, pressing them to beat them.
No matter how brave the soldiers in Beiliang are, they are on the battlefield. How can they compare with Xiao Jinglan and other guards who have raised them at a high price?
After a full cup of tea, Nie Zheng stopped and took the man behind Feng Wuyou.
"You..." The captain of Beiliang's face was full of purple, and his eyes were red with anger.
"Just teach you a lesson so that you can know who can stop and who can't stop."
Feng Wuyou spoke indifferently, giving her people support.
"Okay, I have given a lesson. I won't make things difficult for you. I won't leave this camp.
Go back to sleep.”
After saying that, she really turned around and took the people away.
The Yan Guards followed, chatting and joking while walking.
"It's too unbeatable."
"That's right, there are a bunch of weak chickens."
"It's good to follow the Empress, and you'll be beaten with great pleasure."
The captain was so angry that his mouth twitched. If possible, he really wanted to use a cloud-piercing arrow to recruit thousands of troops to chop all the people in front of him into meat sauce.
But for today's great cause, he could only endure it.
"Is it fun?"
Nie Zheng walked behind Feng Wuyou and asked with a smile.
"Um."
Feng Wuyou responded calmly, but his voice changed a little.
It is no longer the kind of cool and arrogant, with a little coldness.
Where is Feng Wuyou? It is clearly Qianyue.
"It's great to be beaten by your order."
Nie Zheng said.
Qianyue's face turned slightly red.
I don’t know if I have been by the emperor for a long time, but what Nie Zheng said is comparable to the emperor’s level.
"Has the Empress and the others all gone out smoothly?"
Hearing this question, Qianyue's divine thoughts immediately took them back.
"I've all gone out, I've watched it with my own eyes."
"That's good, I'm leaving soon, you should pay more attention here."
To be continued...