Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 1149 My Choice

If you continue south from here, you can travel 300 to 400 li in a day. If you don't change direction, Chen Dongping will naturally realize that something is wrong.

How will we explain this then?

Letting him choose his own allegiance is definitely not an option; Lin Feng cannot expose himself.

It's unrealistic to expect a fourth-rank general with a wealthy family background in the Taisho Dynasty and a promising future thanks to Prime Minister Miao Changfeng to willingly submit to the Zhenxi Army and become an ordinary general.

However, to simply eliminate him like this, we need an excuse that can convince Lin Feng.

It's one thing to let the others go, but for an officer who could share life and death with you on the battlefield and fight bravely against the enemy, just disappearing like this is psychologically difficult for Lin Feng.

Pei Qiyin had also thought of this problem and looked at Lin Feng with concern.

"Boss, if you're not good at talking, then let me do it?"

As a former assassin, she underwent brutal psychological training, which taught her that she could not show the slightest emotional fluctuation when facing any target, regardless of who it was.

Lin Feng smiled calmly: "You think I can't do better?"

"Boss, you've done a great job. When it comes to important matters, how can these small setbacks stop you?"

"Don't praise me, I'm afraid I can't handle it."

"I'm not trying to flatter you, but what in this world can't you endure?"

Lin Feng was very interested in this question and actually began to think about it seriously.

Pei Qiyin stopped bothering him and quietly organized her equipment.

It was broad daylight, and with Lin Feng's permission, the soldiers lit several bonfires.

They hadn't had hot water for many days, and some soldiers were experiencing stomach discomfort; many were having stomach problems.

This is also because Lin Feng emphasized during training that all participating soldiers must drink hot water and eat cooked food to prevent diarrhea and delays in the battle.

However, in the wild, conditions often do not permit it.

Given the current situation, their cavalry speed would prevent them from being caught by the pirates in a short time, so starting a fire to cook some hot food and water became essential.

Being able to drink some hot water and eat a hot meal is also something Lin Feng urgently needs.

He also ordered many soldiers to hunt for meat to replenish their protein and other essential nutrients.

The plains near the southern border of Dazong are covered with weeds and shrubs, sparsely populated, but teeming with wild animals.

For the elite warriors of Zhenfeng Camp, hunting wild animals is no easy task.

Their archery skills were already basic, and with Lin Feng's intensive training, their accuracy and intensity improved significantly.

Before long, someone brought over live animals such as wild rabbits and pheasants to Lin Feng's side.

Of course, Linfeng's roasted wild game is also a specialty.

He immediately took out a steel knife, made a wooden grill, skinned and cleaned a rabbit and a pheasant, and put them on the fire to roast.

The whole group was filled with laughter and joy.

Since they started intensive training with Lin Feng, their meals have become more and more abundant every day.

Not only can they eat vegetables every day, but they can also eat meat.

This was a privilege enjoyed only by officers of the rank of centurion or higher in the Taisho Imperial Guard.

Who would have thought that one day, as the most ordinary soldier in the army, I would be able to eat meat and drink meat soup to my heart's content?

In the Taisho Imperial Guard, if you wanted to hunt wild animals, you could only watch the officers eat them and you had to prepare the food for them and deliver it to them.

They never imagined that one day they would be able to roast this tempting wild game, take a bite, and feel their mouths dripping with oil, the satisfaction bringing tears to the soldiers' eyes.

This is why many soldiers grit their teeth and endure extremely intense training tasks in order to enjoy such treatment.

Chen Dongping and his six followers lit a campfire and watched the soldiers sitting around it, eating meat, and fell silent for a moment.

They all seemed to be immersed in感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a feeling of deep emotion or reflection).

They exchanged glances and realized that following Mu Chuan had changed all the rules.

Since joining the training in Los Angeles Prefecture, Mu Chuan, the leader of the Zhenfeng Battalion, had been eating, running, bayoneting, and doing squats with them...

What kind of leader is this?

Clearly, although in their hearts, Mu Chuan, as the leader, had broken the rules of the army, his actions had won the respect of the soldiers.

What is most incomprehensible is that Mu Chuan, as the leader of the Zhenfeng Battalion, actually charged ahead in battle, showing no fear of death.

It's incomprehensible, yet I feel both admiration and comforted by what he's doing.

This will make every soldier feel in their heart that they have value and are a soldier who is valued by the court and officers.

Chen Dongping is not a stupid person; he is very smart.

I knew long ago that Mu Chuan was an unruly person who not only ignored Captain Miao Yong's orders but also didn't take the Prime Minister seriously.

When Mu Chuan led the Zhenfeng Battalion across the Yongding River and ran south, Chen Dongping felt that something was wrong.

Although he tried his best to dissuade Mu Chuan from taking the next step, he knew that his advice was completely useless.

He simply had to fulfill his duty so that he could give an account to the Prime Minister later.

At this point, Chen Dongping realized that the only way to return to Luocheng was to separate from the Zhenfeng Camp.

I made a final effort today, but I still couldn't persuade Mu Chuan.

If Mu Chuan still doesn't turn back after traveling another three hundred li south, the situation will be beyond saving, and I will have no chance of escaping Zhenfeng Camp.

Chen Dongping sighed inwardly; if he were to leave, it would probably be today.

But then he looked at the six attendants in front of him. These were guards he had brought from his family, all of whom were skilled bodyguards hired by his family in the past.

It has always been with me, never separated.

But looking at these guys now, it seems things are about to go wrong; they've been fooled by Mu Chuan's way of leading troops.

I can't delay any longer, otherwise I'll be all alone, and it's hard to say whether I'll be able to get back to Los Angeles alive.

After eating and drinking his fill, Lin Feng found a sheltered spot and lay down.

He needs to get some sleep to replenish his energy from the past few days.

Pei Qiyin wanted to get him a blanket, but he refused.

"Boss, are we not leaving?"

"Let's get some sleep and act at night. It's too easy to be discovered in broad daylight."

"But..."

Pei Qiyin wanted to say something, but Lin Feng waved his hand, indicating that he was going to sleep and not to be disturbed.

I had no choice but to shut up, sit next to him, and scan the surroundings.

Lin Feng had been thinking about the march for a long time. Even small problems are problems. He couldn't bring himself to lead these people back to Fu Ning Prefecture until Chen Dongping's matter was resolved.

The reason he held back was to give Chen Dongping a chance, a chance to break away from Zhenfeng Camp.

Lin Feng was eager to see how many soldiers Chen Dongping could take with him when he left the ranks.

He had hardened his heart; no matter how many Zhenfeng Battalion soldiers Chen Dongping could take away, Lin Feng would no longer hold back.

Otherwise, there will be endless troubles.

I am not a saint. If treating you this way still fails to win over the army, then don't blame me for being ruthless and cruel.

Lin Feng was truly exhausted. Along the way, he not only had to charge ahead but also plan ahead, leaving him physically and mentally drained.

He had calculated that if Chen Dongping wanted to leave secretly, he would have to wait until nightfall; escaping Zhenfeng Camp under the cover of darkness was the best way.

So, he slept soundly in broad daylight.