When the others came back, he threw his hat down angrily and scolded Ding Wei and others.
"You're done fighting, why didn't you tell me earlier? Okay, let me wait for the retreat. That's too boring for you, right?"
Ding Wei and others were helpless. Who knew Ah San and the others were so reluctant to fight? Lin Feng patted his shoulder.
"Third brother, don't worry. I will hand over the main attack mission to you when I have the opportunity in the future. The key is that Asan was too weak to resist beatings and was wiped out before he even used his full strength."
In this battle, Ding Wei's troops exerted their magical power and beat Asan to the point where they could hardly get up.
"In this battle, my troops could only wipe out more than 10,000 enemies at most. I killed 8,000 of them."
Zhang Dabiao curled his lips.
"Are our artillerymen all just for a living?"
Everyone said something to each other, and Lin Feng coughed lightly.
"The matter has come to an end. I believe Ah San will come to negotiate with us soon. I heard that Lao Zhao captured a prisoner, right?"
Zhao Gang closed his notebook and stood up quickly.
"I briefly asked this person, it is Asan's commander-in-chief on the front line named Kaola."
Lin Feng was a little surprised. He didn't expect Ah San to be so reluctant to beat him.
"Bring Lieutenant General Koala here."
Seeing that Lieutenant General Lin Feng was trembling a little, he quickly asked him to sit down. How dare he come out at such an old age.
"Let's talk carefully. Your troops have been defeated. Do you still dare to fight now?"
Lieutenant General Koala shook his head like a rattle.
I hate those who let me send troops, otherwise why would we end up like this?
Lin Feng saw Lieutenant General Koala's lips turn white.
"Bring him a bowl of dumplings and some water. He's too old to abuse him."
Lieutenant General Kaola was very touched. He didn't have time to say thank you. He ate dumplings with big mouthfuls and waited until he was done eating. He confessed honestly.
"Originally our plan was to encroach, but you never took any action. So we just built a base and wanted to occupy Sika for a long time."
Lin Feng also wondered why no one passed such important information back?
"I have asked about this matter. In the past, people here were all bald, and they cooperated with the local people to govern. But most of the bald people removed their armor and returned to their fields, so the locals did not successfully send the news out."
This was due to the lack of information, Lin Feng took two steps.
"In that case, go find me the local chieftain. Also, ask Lieutenant General Kaola to contact their Ah San."
Zhao Gang took care of the rest, while Lin Feng met the local chieftain.
"My name is Asaman. I have delivered letters before, but something went wrong."
Asaman found Lin Feng's military uniform strange. He was not a bald man at all, and he was careful about what he said.
"We are the Eighth Route Army. Don't be too nervous about this. Also, if you establish contact with us in the future, will all the residents here belong to you?"
"They are all my slaves."
Asaman said, with a particularly proud expression on his face, and Lin Feng frowned.
Ding Wei happened to be drinking water next to him. When he heard this, he put down the teacup hard.
"What era is this? Where are there still slaves?"
"Don't worry, Old Ding. Maybe I made a mistake. Go check on the situation in the army."
Lin Feng took the man away and looked at Asaman with a smile.
"I know you have local customs, but everyone is free and no one should be made a slave, not even mentally."
Asaman didn't say anything, and left after briefly chatting about military affairs. Lin Feng quickly called Monk Wei over.
"There is something wrong with this kid. Let your troops lurk near his villa. Once his troops come out, pay close attention to me."
"Leave it to me, don't worry."
Lin Feng frowned. Asaman must not be willing to cooperate with the Eighth Route Army.
"How are you sure he doesn't want to?"
Ding Wei was curious, but there was no sign of displeasure on Asaman's face, but Lin Feng caught the details.
"After you finished speaking, Asaman became unhappy and put down the cup in his hand. According to local custom, this means suspending cooperation."
Ding Wei stared.
"You're so disobedient! What time has it been and you still want to enslave others? This kind of wealthy landowner should be sent to Siberia to dig potatoes!"
Lin Feng smiled and shook his head. He had already made arrangements and was not afraid that they would rebel.
After Asaman returned, he summoned his clan members overnight.
"The Eighth Route Army is not very friendly to us and is trying to pollute the water sources in the mountains. We must let them retreat early, otherwise, it will delay our plans and we will be in trouble."
The crowd dispersed and led the cavalry up the mountain overnight.
I waited for the monk for a long time. When I saw someone coming out, I led a small team to touch it. When they arrived, they had already taken out the poison and were ready to sprinkle it into the water.
"Put your hands up, or you will be killed."
I rushed up to the monk, grabbed the poison, and searched the other people's pockets to make sure there was no poison, and then escorted everyone down the mountain.
"Who asked you to poison here? What a bastard. I have to protect my family and country from you bunch of bitches!"
The more Monk Wei talked, the angrier he became. He pulled up the leader and wanted to punch him twice.
"It's none of our business, Asaman asked us to do this."
It's really a family trying to trick the whole family...
Lin Feng was a little angry after receiving the news.
"I thought that Asaman would fall out with us, but I didn't expect that this bastard would resort to such despicable means. He must pay the price!"
Ding Wei nodded in agreement, but also expressed his concerns.
"It's easy for us to kill him. But the locals are used to being oppressed, and they are afraid that they will be incited to help them."
Lin Feng frowned, no matter so much.
"If you send troops to do good things for the people, I don't believe they will help this turtle bastard."
Lin Feng led his troops to help the people build houses, and specially brought in bulldozers to build roads.
After a series of measures, the local people's view of the Eighth Route Army has changed, but it is only a little stronger than before.
"Then this is interesting. Won't our work be in vain?"
"Having done so much to help the people, I think there are still many people supporting Asaman."
Ding Wei was angrily comforted by Lin Feng.
"The common people may not understand that we sent people to build a hospital here and also took back all the land in Asaman. Can this old boy eat so much food?"
After Lin Feng gave the order, the Asaman people became anxious.
"No matter what, you can't take my land. If that happens, we will have to fight to the death."
Asaman organized people with guns to confront Lin Feng outside the villa.
"I will only give you this one chance. If you don't hand over the land, I will make you look good."
