Let the enemy stand by and let the enemy attack. Wu Guang and Jiang Fan really didn't understand what Xiao Muqing was thinking.

On the other side, the Tigers Army Camp.

Soon after Nanyan returned to the Chinese army account, the spies reported that the pursuit of the wind army had been withdrawn, no wind country ambush was found around the big camp, and the main force of the wind army was shrunk in the wind camp.

Hearing the investigation report, Nan Yanqi's secretly stomped his feet. It seems that Feng Jun's pursuit was stunned by victory, instead of pretending to be mysterious. He was too cautious and missed the opportunity to kill Wu Guang.

It is a pity that there is no medicine for regret in the world. Nanyan can no longer be reconciled and upset, and now it is too late. He was sitting in the midst of the army's tent like water, silent. The other Mo Jiang and the staff members also held their heads, and the atmosphere did not dare to pant.

Today's battle was too fierce. Our team didn't even say that the five generals were harmed, but even one of the hair of the wind army could not be hurt. Frightened by the 3,000 infantry soldiers of the Wind Country, they fled back to the camp. If it was passed out, everyone in the world would have to laugh at the big teeth, and the tiger's army face would be lost.

Snapped!

Without warning, Nan Yan fiercely beat the table. The right and left generals were frightened, looked up, and looked at him in astonishment.

"The wind thief is arrogant, and no one in his eyes thinks that if he wins our army fortunately, he won't put our army in his eyes. If there is a cloud of skill, the proud soldier will lose. The army can steal camps at night! "Nan Yan's eyes flashed with a terrible light.

The generals heard that the spirits were in the same spirit. People looked at each other and said in unison: "How should the general arrange it?

The generals haven't lost their battle yet. Nanyan feels a little relieved. He nodded with a smile and said positively: "I have carefully observed the Wind Army Camp. It is loose and cluttered. It is not suitable for a large number of cavalry to attack. Tonight, Ben, Shuai plans to send a brave general to lead more than 10,000 horses to attack the wind camp, kill the enemy second, and burn his forage first. I wonder which general is willing to take on this heavy task? "

The tactics of Nanyan also have his reason. As he said, the layout of the plain army camp is unruly, and it can even be said to be messy. There is almost no decent open space in the east barracks and the west barracks. A large number of cavalry enter , Can't do anything at all. In addition, the wind army is fighting in Mojing, and the logistics supply is unfavorable. As long as it destroys its forages, the wind army will not fight and self-rebellion, it can only choose to retreat. When the wind army withdraws, the tiger army can hunt and kill the wind army. All.

However, the generals took a sip of breath, and only took 10,000 people to attack the wind camp. This was too risky, and it was very likely that there would be no return!

"What? Dare to fight as a general?"

"General, is it too much to just take Wanqi ..."

"If you are not sure, how could this coach send you to wait to die?" Nan Yan said in a deep voice.

As soon as his words fell, Gu Feng, the head of the First Army Corps, stepped out and said, "General, the brothers of the First Army would like to lead the first army's brothers to steal the camp!"

Gu Feng is a veteran of the Tigers and Army. One is his age, followed by his long time in the Tigers and Army. He joined the Tigers and Army at the age of sixteen. He is now fifty years old and has been in the Tigers and Army for almost 40 years. His qualifications are much deeper than those of Nanyan. On weekdays, Nanyan also has three-point respect for his attitude.

Seeing the ancient style, please take part in the battle, but Nanyan seemed a bit hesitant. Although he vowed that the camp stealing would be successful tonight, the risk is still great. Send out the high-profile veteran such as the ancient style. It will cause another heavy blow to the morale of the entire army, and it will pay more.

Seeing Nan Yan's long absence, Gu Feng's face was reddish, and he took a step forward, and Zhensheng asked: "But the general thinks that the general is old and incompetent?"

Nanyan froze, waved to Gu Feng repeatedly, and leaned forward at the same time, said with a smile: "Don't misunderstand the old general, this coach has no intention ..." Speaking of this, he paused, groaned for a moment, and finally With a bite in his teeth, he nodded and said, "Okay! The sneak attack on the wind camp will be handed over to the ancient general, but before the steal camp, the coach will have to observe carefully again, the veteran general needs to wait for me to act."

"The end will obey!" Gu Feng stepped in and ordered, the voice was loud and shocked the eardrum.

That night, as expected from the southern extension, the Fengjun camp began to celebrate the victory of the first battle during the day. The laughter and joke of the soldiers could be heard far outside the camp. After the Tigers' Army detectives found out the situation of the Wind Army Camp, they immediately reported back to Nanyan.

Nanyan was overjoyed and laughed inwardly. This time, Feng Jun will pay the price for his arrogance! He no longer hesitated to call in the ancient style to make him ready. He went out of the camp on the third day, and detoured behind the wind camp. When the fourth day, he launched a sneak attack from behind the wind camp. All burned.

Gu Feng nodded again and again and then ordered to leave.

The celebration of the wind army continued until late at night. When the celebration was over, the wind camp was in a silence. Occasionally, there was a flash of light in the big camp. It can be seen that the wind army was patrolling sporadically.

In accordance with Nanyan's general order, Gufeng took the Tiger Corps First Corps to leave the camp on time in Sangeng Tian, ​​and by night to cover, quietly detoured behind the wind camp.

Gu Feng is an experienced veteran. When he passed quietly from the side of the wind camp, he specifically instructed his subordinates to hold grass and horses, pick copper bells, and wrap horseshoes.

Under his leadership, the Tiger Corps First Corps, like a ghost corps, quietly and extremely quickly passed through the side of the Wind Army Camp.

When he got behind the wind camp, Gu Feng immediately sent a spy to check if there was any movement in the wind camp. He led the army to hide in a hidden place.

Soon, the spies reported that the camp was still calm and unguarded.

The ancient wind heard a long hissing tone, and the general really looked like a god. The wind camp was neglected, and his side had the opportunity to take advantage of it.

Maybe it ’s God who helped the Tigers. This night, the clouds were overcast, the night wind was whistling, and it was too dark to reach out with five fingers, but it did n’t rain. It was suitable for cavalry attacks and fire attacks.

Gu Feng strongly suppressed the excitement in his heart, and ordered the entire army to temporarily dismount and wait until the fourth day, when the entire army stole the camp.

Time flies fast. With Gu Feng's patient waiting, four days have arrived. He cheered up and got on the horse first. Don't shout. Just wave his arms. His Ma Jun tacitly stood up, pulled the reins and flew on his horse. At the same time, he showed his weapon and waited for the order of the ancient wind to kill the army camp.

The ancient style eyes blinked and Shen Sheng said: "The battle tonight has a bearing on the face of our army, and also on the lives and deaths of you and me. It can only succeed, not fail. Brothers, fight with me and kill-"

After speaking, the old man took the lead and rushed towards the back door of the Wind Army Camp. The cavalry of the First Corps followed closely, almost like a whirlwind.

The plain army camp was indeed without guard, and the soldiers guarding the back door of the camp were not even awake, each sitting on the ground with a spear and dozing.

Sergeant Feng was unaware of the approach of the Hushen Army, not even the sound of a cavalry running, but only when the opponent was getting closer, did someone feel that the ground was shaking slightly.

A wind sergeant was the first to be awakened. His sleepy eyes were hazy, and his face was inexplicable. He first touched the ground, and then looked around. As far as his eyes were, everything was dark and he could see nothing.

Is the earthquake impossible? The sergeant Feng pushed the dormant companion around him and called out quickly: "Wake up! Wake up soon!"

"Why?" Another Feng Jun asked indistinctly.

"Did you feel it?"

"What do you feel?"

"The ground seems to be shaking ..."

"I think you're sleepy." Another Feng Jun turned over and continued to sleep.

The Fengjun frowned for a moment, and finally couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart, picked up the torch inserted aside, and walked slowly towards the night ahead.

He had only taken more than thirty steps, and it was obvious that the ground tremor was getting stronger and stronger, and there was a faint murmur.

What the **** is going on? The sergeant of the wind hurried forward several steps at the same time, while raising the torch high, squinting his eyes, watching carefully.

Suddenly, under the faint flare of the torch, a ride flew in the night, and before the wind soldier responded, the opponent had rushed forward.

Feng Bing's mouth was already open, and his shout reached the throat, but the other's horseshoe stepped on his chest first.

Huh!

With a muffled sound, the wind soldier seemed to shoot a cannonball from the muzzle, and the whole person flew out seven or eight meters away, lying on the ground, bleeding from the nose and mouth, and the armor on the chest was sunken down a large pit.

He struggled and wanted to climb up ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ but the war horse had stepped on him relentlessly, and then the second and third war horses stepped on him again, just blinking, a large number The cavalry stepped into the flesh of the wind soldier.

In front of Mercedes cavalry, the infantry was fragile. The cavalry that ran out in the night was the first corps of the Hushen Army headed by the ancient style.

At that time, both the Corps and the Legion were the strongest, and the combat effectiveness of the First Tiger Corps was second to none in the entire army.

Led by the ancient style, they rushed to the front of the barracks of the barracks in no time, and there they dozed off and became a ghost under the hoof of the soldiers.

The ancient wind did not kill all the wind army guards, grabbed two live mouths, and asked for the position of the wind army's grain and grass hoarding, and then led the army straight into the wind army camp.

Now I really see that the wind army is not ready enough. Such a cavalry broke into the battalion, and the wind army who was awakened was frightened and roared around, yelling for days, but couldn't organize effective blocking.

More than 10,000 tigers ride in the camp of the Plains Army in a deserted environment, driving straight into it, almost rushing unimpeded to the hinterland of the Camp, where the wind and grain are hoarded.