Chapter 252 Zhao Guang Gets Beaten

"The three of my brothers reunited after a long absence. I have a few things I want to say alone. I wonder if Mr. He has any spare time?"

"Of course there are."

He Wang led several people to a room and said, "This is a place where you forget to deal with affairs on weekdays. Although it is simple, it can be regarded as the best place in Ju County. I hope Mr. Feng Lang will not mind."

"Enough is enough."

Feng Yong nodded again and again, and said to Huo Yi and He Wang, "Please wait a while, and let me and the two brothers have a few words alone."

Among the group, Feng Yong's identity is the most valuable. Since he has spoken, the two of them naturally have no objections.

He Wang and Huo Yi even took it for granted that Feng Yong had something to say to Zhao Guang and Wang Xun alone.

This time Ma Dai sent troops to sweep up the restless Hu people around him, and he gained a lot.

Zhao Guang and Wang Xun went deeper into Yinping Wudu this time, and the things they did did not make too much noise.

In the report's merit list, Zhao Guang ranked first, followed by Wang Xun.

It can be said that Zhao Guang can be regarded as the first to show his talents.

Zhao Guang and Wang Xun could "just meet at the right time" by such a coincidence, who didn't know that it was Feng Yong's idea?

So at this critical moment of rewarding meritorious deeds, Feng Yong had something to say to Zhao Guang and Wang Xun at the first moment of meeting, which was perfectly normal.

"Is the wound on Erlang's face okay?"

Feng Yong carefully looked at the scar on Zhao Guang's face.

"Thank you brother for your concern, it's been fine for a long time."

Zhao Guang unconsciously stretched out his hand to touch the scar, feeling a little terrified.

"How did you hurt, tell me?"

"It's nothing, I just rushed a little anxiously, and was accidentally shot by the barbarian and wiped it from the side of the face."

Zhao Guangman said indifferently.

"Oh I got it."

Feng Yong nodded, turned around and asked Guan Ji who had been following behind him, "San Niang, give me the things."

Hearing this, Guan Ji glanced at Zhao Guang invisibly, and handed over a smooth and round wooden stick.

Feng Yong took it in his hand, weighed it, and swung it violently, hitting Zhao Guang directly.

Zhao Guang has practiced martial arts all year round, and has fought on the battlefield in the past few months. He has personally experienced a lot of life and death.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

The stick barely brushed against the corner of his clothes. After Zhao Guang dodged it, he realized this and shouted.

"Why do you say?"

Feng Yong showed no mercy, he caught up with him one more step, and beat him again with his stick.

"I made you awesome!"

"Did I let you go!"

"I told you to run fast!"

"I'll let you pick ten!"

"I'll let you tear down the house..."

Feng Yong cursed endlessly, regardless of whether others could understand what he said, the stick in his hand danced like a dance.

"Brother, brother, I have never demolished the house!"

Zhao Guang jumped up and down to avoid Feng Yong's stick, and when he heard that he was charged with such a crime, he quickly opened his mouth to defend himself.

"I care about you!"

At the beginning, Feng Yong still had some measure in his hands, but Zhao Guang's movements are so agile, and he is a character who has survived tenaciously under Zhao Si's spear since he was a child. How can Feng Yong be able to hit him casually?

In addition, the house is extremely spacious, so Feng Yong chased and beat him for a long time, but he didn't hit even a single hit. He couldn't help but get more and more angry, and shouted, "Don't run, stand there and don't move!"

"Brother, forgive me for this..."

Zhao Guang ran around the pillars and ran around the room, not daring to stop.

"Let me hit you with a few sticks first and then..."

"Sister, help little brother!"

Seeing that Feng Yong didn't show any intention of stopping, Zhao Guang rushed to rescue the soldiers.

Guan Ji pretended not to hear, she lowered her eyes and stood still.

At the same time, I thought to myself, this stick was cut by me, and I handed it over, you want me to help you?

"Zishi, help me persuade my brother..."

Wang Xun glanced at Feng Yong, who was furious, and flinched quietly.

"Brother, I know I'm wrong, I know I'm wrong! Please forgive me..."

Seeing that Zhao Guang really couldn't escape this hurdle, he had no choice but to give up his back to Feng Yong, and took a few solid blows.

Feng Yong hit him hard a few times. Seeing that he looked like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water, he was still not relieved. He kicked him a few more times before putting down the stick.

The person who was beaten went over after rubbing it a few times, but the hand of the person who was beaten was numb from the shock.

Feng Yong shook his hands and glared at Zhao Guang.

"Tell me, do you know what's wrong?"

Zhao Guang nodded again and again with a fawning smile, and said, "Little brother knows his mistake, he shouldn't have forgotten his brother's instructions before he left, and rushed forward underestimated the enemy, almost letting the thief get his way."

Feng Yong snorted, pointed at him and said, "I taught you the art of war and strategy, and you have learned it all in the stomach of a dog? Huh? With so few soldiers, you dare to cut off contact with the rear, and Qingqi goes straight into the enemy's rear .”

Zhao Guang shrank his neck, not daring to speak.

Feng Yong walked back and forth a few steps with his hands behind his back, breathed a sigh of relief, and then said, "You can go, but it's hard to go back, and you will die. Those who hang up the shape, the enemy is unprepared, and they will win if they go out. If the enemy is prepared, they will not win when they go out. It’s hard to go back, it’s not good.”

"Hou Qingqi, the champion back then, went deep into the desert because those barbarians had no city and no defense, so they could come and go freely."

"And Yinping is the land of the Cao bandits. There are troops stationed inside the city, and there are countless Hu people outside, which can be used as backup. At that time, it has been more than a month since you crossed the border. The enemy had already heard about it, so why didn't you make preparations?"

"You dare to go deep with less than 300 people, isn't that courting death?"

As Feng Yong talked, the anger in his heart rose again, and he kicked Zhao Guang as soon as he said it, but Zhao Guang didn't dare to hide.

What happened a few days ago made Zhao Guang a little scared.

At that time, because the military operation was smooth, Zhao Guang and Wang Xun were the front, and the journey was unimpeded.

Zhao Guang, the Erha, finally couldn't control his prehistoric power, and led the team to run wildly all the way, deep into Yinping.

As a result, it crashed into the enemy's pocket.

If it weren't for Wang Xun's cautiousness, and the place where he was stationed was always full of scouts, he would have been made dumplings on the spot.

Fortunately, Jiang Shu, a local aborigine, was brought out from the family by an old man who knew the way.

Coupled with Ma Chao's high prestige among the barbarians, Zhao Guang got a lot of guides from the barbarians in the name of Ma Chao's nephew, so he escaped by luck.

The worst thing is that Feng Yong was only notified after they escaped.

When Feng Yong found out about this, he was so frightened that his clothes were drenched in cold sweat on the spot.

If something really happened to Zhao Guang and Wang Xun, not to mention what would happen to the old demon Zhuge, even Zhao Yun and Wang Ping, Feng Yong didn't know how to deal with it.

"Yes, yes, my little brother has been taught."

"What did General Ma say about this matter?"

What puzzled Feng Yong the most was that Ma Dai didn't mention it to him at the time.

Zhao Guang grinned, and said, "My uncle praised my younger brother, saying that my younger brother is like a man after all, and he is not as ineffective as before. This behavior does not disgrace my family's reputation as a brave man."

Feng Yong: ...

Oh shit!

I have no common language with you native fools!