In the Central Army's tent, the bloody smell was pungent and the atmosphere was extremely strange. Everyone in the tent was staring at Lu Zheng, and everyone's expression was strange and shocking, and it looked incredible.

In Yumu territory, the third son Song Wensong is undoubtedly the only master, the master of this world. In this world, it is no exaggeration to say that Song Wensong can do whatever he wants.

The more than 10,000 officers and soldiers under his command were in his hands. He used his utmost as he wanted, without any restraint or restrictions. He was a leader who had fought all the way from the sergeant. Many grassroots sergeant commanders, and many brothers who had killed the enemy side by side with him. In this army, he had absolute authority.

Therefore, he is very brave and can be said to be very bold. He is very famous in the Northwest Army!

But today it seems that Song Wensong's boldness is really not worth mentioning compared to Lu Zheng. Lu Zheng's current proposal is truly horrifying, and it has calmed down everyone, including Song Wensong.

Song Wensong stared at Lu Zheng. It was hard for him to imagine that such a weak and delicate little boy in front of him had such amazing courage.

Originally, Song Wensong held this banquet today to give Lu Zheng a warning to him so that he could understand that Song Wensong was the only host in Yumu County.

In addition, he wanted Lu Zheng to cooperate with him, and the two of them performed a bitter meat scene. After Song Naifeng came in person, Lu Zheng and Song Wensong were disagreeable, which made Song Naifeng and his followers realize that the elm is unstable, so they dare not easily replace Song Wensong, so that Song Wensong could temporarily avoid the disaster.

Such tricks are very ordinary. In recent years, the imperial court has tried many times to attack the northwest. The strategies used by the Song and Qi families in the northwest were a border crisis.

When the Turks in the north were raised, at a critical moment, the Turks invaded the border, plundered several cities, captured thousands of people, and injured thousands of people. If they reported to the court in such an urgent manner, the court would naturally realize the value of the existence of the Song family and the Qi family in Longyou.

Raising bandits to respect themselves, avoiding the tragedy of flying birds and hiding good bows is a helpless move. Song Wensong today asked someone to act and do some sad scenes because of helplessness. He would not use such a passive strategy if he could think of a little solution.

However, Lu Zheng is not a talented man who only knows how to recite poems and essays. This young man who was rumored to be a playboy in the Jiangnan family in the northwest was bold and decisive. He killed the confidant centurion who Song Wensong had placed beside him in Song Wensong's central tent.

Lu Zheng used this method to mock or counterattack Song Wensong's attempt to swear his power. This was the first time Song Wensong encountered such a bold and arrogant person in his lifetime!

As a general on the battlefield of hundreds of battles, Song Wensong's first reaction was to be furious and was ready to kill Lu Zheng, but Lu Zheng soon let him know that Lu Zheng knew his situation. This guy who looked so weak that he was a little delicate was fearless. Unless Song Wensong really wanted to give up and both sides were injured, Song Wensong could only swallow the shame of Lu Zheng's sudden killing in his tent.

Song Wensong has no way to go now. Can Lu Zheng give him a way?

Lu Zheng is now making him famous Qiaotan, is he going to break up with his father? Song Wensong didn’t have such an idea, but who is his father Song Naifeng?

Song Naifeng held 100,000 elite soldiers in his hand, and was traversing the northwest. Even the emperor in the palace and the powerful minister who called the wind and rain in the court, who was arbitrary and tyrannical, were very afraid of it.

Song Wensong has lived under the huge shadow of Song Naifeng since he was a child. Song Wensong is invincible in the army and has taken countless dangers, but Song Naifeng is like the sky in his heart, and he dare not feel the slightest resistance.

Like Song Wensong, the strategists around him were all scared to their faces. Wu Liewen and Xing Zheng, who had despised Lu Zheng before, looked at Lu Zheng like a monster.

In their eyes, Lu Zheng is a madman, a madman who is not afraid of death at all. Such a person is too dangerous. He died here today, which is a big trouble for the general.

But if he doesn't die today, it may be a bigger problem for the general.

In an instant, they realized that they had read the wrong person, not only did they read it wrong, but they were also very wrong. Lu Zheng was not a young talent who could only do some writing? His performance today was clearly a young hero who dared to stand on the tip of a knife...

Lu Zheng's laughter sounded in the tent again, and he said, "As the saying goes, people are bullied by good people, and horses are ridden by good people. The third young master took a step back and others would go further. You are just three walnuts and two dates in your hand now. How can you retreat?

Everyone has the right to survive, and no one has what they cherish. Rabbits will bite when they are forced into anger! Is the third young master not as good as a rabbit?"

"One thing you need to understand is that the Northwest Song family has never lacked power and masters. What the Northwest Song family lacks is that they dare to break through the sky and dare to disagree with one word, and they can make a decision and make opponents blood splashed in five steps!

Just like me, if you Song San wants to give me a warning, I will not let you fulfill your wishes. Feng Xuelin is the one I killed! With my ability, I can use a hundred ways to kill him, but I chose to chop him alive in front of you in your central army tent! How can you do to me?"

As soon as Lu Zheng said this, Song San's face changed, murderous intent appeared in his eyes. Lu Zheng sneered: "The same is true for your father Song Naifeng. The court has long wanted to solve the problem in Longyou and the problem in the northwest!

The Song family and Qi family also thought of bowing to the court like Jiangnan. At this time, Song Naifeng emerged from nowhere. He was extremely brave and led thousands of iron cavalry to the depths of the Hulan grassland. This battle was regarded as a great humiliation by the Turkic barbarians.

Then the Turks invaded the border, and the war in the northwest rekindled. In just a few years, the border troops in the northwest became 100,000 elite troops! Your father was named the general of the Northwest, and the Song family became the top power clan that could compete with the Qi family. If not, how could there be the Song family today, and how could you have your three young masters so arrogant in Yumu?"

Song Wensong's expression changed and his mind was shocked. Lu Zheng said every word to his heart, making him indisputable. The northwest is a chaotic place, and the strong are respected in troubled times. This is a very simple truth. Song Wensong has long understood it.

But he never thought that Lu Zheng's interpretation would be so unique and so incredible, but it made sense that he could not refuse to believe it!

He looked around and looked at his two confidant advisers. Wu Liewen and Xing Zheng both looked pale. Seeing their appearance, they were scared. They could not count on this situation.

A feeling of loneliness suddenly arises in Song Wensong's heart. The experience of growing up from childhood made him more and more understand what his father said when he was very young.

Song Naifeng once said that everyone in this world is lonely because when others are needed the most, others are often unable to rely on them, just like Song Wensong is now.

He raised so many strategists, brought so many subordinates, and had more than 10,000 brothers. But at this moment, he was hesitant and struggling in his heart, but no one could help him at all...

When he turned his eyes to Lu Zheng again, Lu Zheng suddenly smiled. He had never seen that smile before. Lu Zheng smiled happily, proudly, and very stylish:

"Song San, you are taller than me, stronger than me, and you have more flesh on your body than me. You and I stand together, you are an elephant, I am an ant!

But... you are less courageous than me! Things in the world are so interesting, haha..."

Song Wensong's face turned red suddenly, not bad, just red. A strong man with two meters tall, weighing 300 kilograms, a face full of flesh, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and murdered countless people, turned red!

Song Wensong took a deep breath and stretched out his hand. The small grille window in front of him was as fragile as paper in his hand. When he pulled it, he tore a huge gap in the central army tent.

The howling cold wind came in outside, and a cold and solemn atmosphere instantly appeared in the tent. The burning fire became even more vigorous, and the circling water vapor was blown away quickly.

The fat on Song Wensong's face was blown to accumulate backwards, his eyes became as sharp as an eagle, and his face became ferocious! The powerful murderous aura emanated from him, and Wu Liewen was shocked and said:

"Third Young Master, you...you must not be fooled by Lu Zheng, he..."

Song Wensong suddenly turned around and stared at Wu Liewen. Wu Liewen felt a powerful pressure falling from the sky. For a moment, he felt that his chest seemed to be blocked by something and became suffocated.

Song Wensong smiled as he stared at Lu Zheng, and his smile became even more gloomy. After a long time, he said decisively:

"I'm telling me that the whole army immediately gathered in the central army's tent. The bridge and pond were the giant tigers. When I was the centurion, he was just a young leader. When the general led us to raid the Hulan grassland, I was like a dog pulling him out of the mountain corpses to save him to save his life.

Hehe, now he is still a spirit, and he dares to cut off my retreat under the instigation of my second son. OK, I will set off today and have a fight with him. I want to see if Qiaotan is Song Lao Er or Song Lao San's!"

After Song Wensong said that, he pulled out his waist knife and cut the cases behind him into two pieces with one knife. He said coldly: "When I send troops to the bridge and pond, who dares to hesitate to shake the morale of the army!"

The officers and soldiers of the tent were solemn. In an instant, the sound of trumpets outside the tent sounded, and the atmosphere of the tent in the icy and snowy place instantly became warm. Countless soldiers rushed out of the commander, war horses were neighing, gold and iron were roaring, Feng Xuelin's body in Song Wensong's tent had been cleared, and all the wine, vegetables and other items were quickly removed. Maps, sand tables, arrows changed out like magic.
Chapter completed!