The best ring

These rebel soldiers who came to rob food had little discipline, far worse than the third battalion of the Feiniao Camp. They had never received any training at all. When fighting, they all rushed forward in a swarm. It was okay to fight a favorable battle, but once they encountered such an unfavorable situation, they didn't know what to do.

In the past, they had Yang Zhihu's command, and they knew what they should do on the battlefield. But now, Yang Zhihu was captured alive, and they didn't know what to do in an instant.

When these rebel soldiers reacted, some of them threw away their weapons and surrendered, some knelt down and begged for mercy, and some ran away in all directions, trying to escape from here.

A similar scene appeared, but the people who did these things were replaced.

Most of the rebel soldiers chose to escape, because they knew very well that rebellion was a capital crime. If they surrendered and were caught, the possibility of being convicted was very high. It was better to escape and change a team to continue the uprising.

For these hungry people, the word "loyalty" is too luxurious. They just want to survive. It doesn't matter where they start an uprising. Therefore, not many people risked their lives to save Yang Zhihu.

Yang Zhihu seemed to understand this. After being caught by Wu Fan, he looked depressed and seemed to lose his vitality in an instant.

Zhou Shan immediately ordered to capture the fleeing rebel soldiers.

Of course, because of the need to protect food and limited manpower, the scope of the capture was not too large, and those who escaped were not chased closely.

"Well done." Zhou Shan walked to Wu Fan's side, looked at Yang Zhihu who was dejected next to Wu Fan, patted Wu Fan on the shoulder and praised him.

Although Zhou Shan knew that Wu Fan was good, he thought that Wu Fan's ability to withstand the enemy's attack was already very good. However, he did not expect that Wu Fan not only withstood the enemy's attack, but also captured the enemy's leader alive, which was far beyond his expectations.

And Wu Fan's behavior directly caused the enemy's collapse.

After losing Yu Fei, the Feiniao Camp almost collapsed. Fortunately, Wu Fan and Zhou Shan stood up at the critical moment. However, there were no similar people on the rebel side, and their organization was even looser, so they collapsed immediately after the leader was captured.

"Fortunately, I have fulfilled my mission." Wu Fan said with a smile.

Wu Fan was somewhat relieved.

Just now, if Yang Zhihu had not chosen to compete with him in strength, it would have been absolutely difficult for Wu Fan to win Yang Zhihu or even catch him, because he did not have too many moves at all. His biggest advantage now was strength. If Yang Zhihu and Wu Fan competed in strength, there would naturally be no good results. If he chose other ways, then the loser might be Wu Fan.

After cleaning up the battlefield, Wu Fan and his men did not set off immediately, but rested on the spot.

Although the previous battle did not last long, it ended with the victory of the Feiniao Camp. However, during the battle, especially at the beginning, there was no one in command on the Feiniao Camp side, and Yu Fei was the first to escape, which caused great losses to their side, and many casualties. Therefore, now the team can only stop temporarily to deal with the wounded and the dead.

The third battalion is the battalion with the least casualties in the Feiniao Camp. During the previous training, everyone who had opinions about Zhou Shan was grateful for Zhou Shan's previous training. Without the previous training, they might have suffered heavy casualties like other battalions.

It was not until the afternoon that the Feiniao Camp set off again.

Although Yu Fei was dead, the task of transporting grain would not end. They must deliver the grain to the wilderness plain within the specified time, otherwise they will be punished.

Compared with before, there are fewer people in the Feiniao Camp, but there are more unfamiliar faces. They are all prisoners captured in previous battles, and now they are used to push carts. As for the people in the Feiniao Camp, they are holding the captured weapons and supervising on the side. The work is much easier than before.

Because of Yu Fei's death, the entire Feiniao Camp is now commanded by Zhou Shan. Although the other squadron leaders have opinions, the ordinary soldiers have no opinions on this. Among the squadron leaders, Zhou Shan is obviously more liked and trusted by these military personnel because of his previous performance.

After the team set up camp, Wu Fan returned to the real world.

Wu Fan did not get up immediately, but lay in bed for a while. The scene of the previous battle would still appear in his mind from time to time. Although the battle was not long, the intensity was more intense than his previous monster upgrades. Moreover, this time, he fought directly with people instead of killing monsters without much thought, which made Wu Fan feel a little awkward.

In addition, Wu Fan also believed that if he was not in the game world but in the real world, he might not have performed so well.

Mainly because he knew that he would not really die there, so he had few concerns in his heart and acted so bravely.

After a long time, Wu Fan finally calmed down and got up to exercise.

In the morning, Wu Fan received a call from Wang Ziming. On the phone, Wang Ziming reminded Wu Fan not to forget the auction tonight. The "Farewell" painting had been sent to Jiahua Auction House by him.

"Guess what the starting price of this painting is?" Wang Ziming asked on the phone, somewhat proudly.

"How much?" Wu Fan asked: "Five million?"

"Five million? How could it be that low?" Wang Ziming said: "Guess higher."

"Ten million?"

"Still lower."

"Twenty million?"

"Still lower!"

Wu Fan's breathing became a little rapid, and his voice trembled a little, saying: "Could it be thirty million?"

"Yes, thirty million!" Wang Ziming said, and his tone seemed to be a little excited: "The Jiahua Auction House has already authenticated the painting, and it is authentic. This starting price is also suggested by them, and I accept it."

Thirty million? !

Wu Fan felt dizzy when he heard Wang Ziming's words. That was thirty million, not three thousand yuan. Before he got the magical ring, Wu Fan only made more than three thousand a month, and now, he might actually get thirty million. What a huge number that is?

Of course, he and Wang Ziming would have to split the auction money equally, but even so, it would definitely be a huge sum of money.

"With such a high starting price, will it fail to sell?" Wu Fan asked with some concern.

If it fails to sell, then they will not get a penny, and they will have to pay the auction house a handling fee, which is a huge loss.

"I don't think so." Wang Ziming said uncertainly, "This starting price is suggested by the auction house. It shouldn't be a big problem. Li Suzhi's calligraphy works are still very popular in the collection circle. The previous calligraphy is not as good as "Farewell to Guests", but it was sold for more than 40 million. The final transaction price of this painting will only be higher!"

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