A Cai's work The Emperor's Phoenix: Abandoned Concubine The Emperor's Phoenix: Abandoned Concubine Volume 1 1526 Set fire, Doudou's chance has come

It's not that you can't see them, but there are so many people coming and going, one after another, with no formation at all.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you walking like this?" Doudou scolded with a fierce face. The soldiers who were nearby were so scared that their legs were shaking and their lips were trembling. They couldn't utter a word.

After all, Doudou is considered a first-class killer. His hands are definitely stained with blood, and his gloomy face is definitely scary enough.

"Oh, Master Ouyang, you, you are too fast, we can't catch up." The soldiers were frightened by Doudou's stare and could only speak in a low voice.

Woo woo woo, sir, you are a martial arts master and can travel a thousand miles a day, but I can’t do that!

Uh, Doudou's ears turned red, but he would not admit his mistake.

"So, it's my fault?" Doudou imitated the Ninth Emperor's uncle and spoke slowly. He looked at the soldier with cold eyes, and the soldier was so scared that he shook his head quickly: "No, no, it's me. We didn't train enough."

How dare they say it was their superiors' fault? All the mistakes were theirs. Their speed was considered fast in the army, but they didn't expect that Mr. Ouyang was even faster. His speed was too terrifying. His legs were almost touching the ground when he walked in the snow.

“Hmph…” Doudou snorted coldly: “Gather in two incense sticks, and those who fall behind will catch up.”

Doudou spoke calmly, but he was nervous inside, wondering if delaying the two incense sticks would lead to bad consequences.

It's so annoying. These soldiers are so useless. They can't even walk properly. They look big, but it turns out they are just eating and can't move.

Doudou cursed these soldiers in his heart, and also complained that Feng Qingchen was useless and the quality of the soldiers he trained was too poor.

And these 1,100 soldiers were also complaining that this young master who came here to gain military merit was completely ignorant of the sufferings of the world and didn't know that they were wearing armor and carrying a big sword.

The gear they carry weighs dozens of kilograms, and if they walk on the snow they will fall if they are not steady. How fast can they walk under such circumstances?

They started running as soon as they set off, and they almost ran out of breath, but they couldn't keep up with the speed of this young master.

After two incense sticks, all the members gathered together. Doudou was dumbfounded when he saw the soldiers who were as tired as dogs. He greeted Feng Qingchen again in his heart.

How did Feng Qingchen train his soldiers? These people are even worse than the new assassins in their assassin hall.

Wow...Doudou doesn't even think about how the killers are selected and trained, and how these soldiers are trained. How can they be compared?

When everyone gathered, Doudou said no more and directly ordered everyone to follow and continued to move forward.

The soldiers wiped their sweat silently, not daring to even breathe, and followed Doudou obediently. Although the steps were slower than before, it was still very strenuous for these soldiers.

The road ahead consumed too much of their energy. They had not yet adjusted their breathing, but they continued to hurry on. Everyone was a little exhausted. Their speed became slower and slower. As they saw that the required time was getting closer, they had only walked three quarters of the way.

Doudou was so anxious that he kept cursing these useless soldiers in his heart for holding him back. Looking back at the soldiers who were out of breath, Doudou knew that even if they rushed over, they would not be able to fight.

Instead of wasting time here, he might as well go over there first.

Doudou stopped, and the soldiers behind him also stopped, looking at Doudou in confusion.

Without waiting for anyone to ask, Doudou ordered everyone to keep going, and he went ahead to check the situation ahead.

"Master Ouyang, this is not a good thing." The soldier following Doudou is actually Doudou's deputy.

Feng Qing was still worried about Doudou, fearing that Doudou didn't know how to lead troops and that something would go wrong.

"What's wrong with that? You brought them here a little later. They are unable to fight in this condition. Let them rest first." Although Doudou didn't know how to lead troops, he still had eyes.

Uh...the deputy looked at Doudou with an embarrassed expression.

When leading troops to reinforce, how could a leader go alone? They follow behind and walk on their own. Can this still be called leading troops?

But Doudou didn't care about that. After giving the order, he disappeared in the snow after a few takeoffs and landings.

The deputy looked at the sky in silence...

This young man is indeed leading troops for the first time. This is too irresponsible.

"Let's keep going, slow down, and regulate our breathing as we walk so as not to make any mistakes." The deputy had no choice but to take on the responsibility of leading the troops and let everyone follow him and continue forward.

It is better to arrive a step late than to rush. Running to the front line without any fighting power will only hold back your companions.

It was hard to tell whether Doudou's behavior was right or wrong, because when he arrived, Feng Qingchen's troops had already fought with Beiling's vanguard troops.

As soon as Beiling's vanguard troops entered the battle range, the private army poured oil on the ground. The vanguard troops were not careful and slipped and fell to the ground. Feng Qingchen's men took the opportunity to rush forward and slashed at these people with knives.

If you look closely, you will find that Feng Qingchen's private army was well prepared. They tied a piece of cloth in the middle of the soles of their shoes. This piece of cloth allows them to stand firmly on the oily ice surface.

The Beiling vanguard army was caught off guard and almost had to sit on the ground, allowing Feng Qingchen's private army to slaughter them. A few people stood up, but soon fell down again, completely unable to fight back.

But this only happened in a moment. By the time the Beiling vanguard army came to their senses, Feng Qingchen's private army no longer had the advantage.

"Take off your coat and spread it on the ground." The soldiers of Beiling were no pushovers. After seeing their situation clearly, the leader immediately gave the order.

There were also a few smart ones who stood directly on the bodies of their dead companions.

"Kill, kill these remnants of the previous dynasty." The Beiling vanguard army suffered a great loss and was furious, so they immediately fought back.

Seeing this, Feng Qingchen's private soldiers did not want to fight anymore and immediately dispersed in all directions. The vanguard army discovered their intention and immediately rushed forward to encircle them.

The vanguard officer commanded from his horseback: "Don't let them run away, surround them. Go shovel the snow and sprinkle it on the oil."

There is oil on the ice surface, which is easy to catch fire. However, this is not a big deal. Just cover it with snow and wait until the oil on the ice surface is wrapped by ice, and everything will be fine.

When it comes to fighting in the snow, all of Beiling's soldiers are experts. After all, they have always lived in such an environment and have a natural advantage in terrain.

"These Beiling barbarians are really difficult to deal with." Feng Qingchen's private soldiers were quickly surrounded by the Beiling vanguard army, and they fought hard one by one.

After a period of training, their physical fitness improved, but compared with the tough guys like Beiling, they were still a little weaker, and soon the encirclement became smaller and smaller.

The people who were surrounded in the middle thought it was not good. Looking at the oil on the ground, which was about to be covered by snow, they became more anxious. They gritted their teeth and said to the people hiding on both sides of the snow pile: "Don't worry about us, set fire!"

Even if they die, they will drag the Beiling Vanguard Army with them.

"No, no..." Upon hearing this, the brothers outside tightened their hands holding the fire starter and their eyes turned red.

I don't know how many people in Beiling will be burned to death by this fire, but the brothers trapped in it will have no choice but to die...