"It is difficult to ride a tiger in Zhaojia Village, and the only way to fight to the death is to fight to the death. The military advisor was also looking for a countermeasure, and found that he had no solution to this trick, and he couldn't help but be angry.

"Even in the field, under the siege of the antlers and giant wood shields, Yan Songjie is just a trapped beast. A hint of approval flashed in Zhang Lei's eyes, and his mockery of Yan Songjie was undoubtedly obvious.

Let the tiger and leopard ride heavy armor and greet the residents of Zhaojia Village first.

"Bang bang!" Yan Songjie struck a huge gong, startling the yellow turban thieves opposite, there were many people on the wall of Zhaojia Village, what did he want to do.

"Everyone shouted together, understand no. "Yan Songjie won't look at it, so he has to stop delaying time.

"Kill! Capture Zhang Lei alive. The tiger and leopard rode the heavy armor and roared in unison, and the shouts of killing rose like a tide. Two small pieces of iron in his hand kept hitting the stone, making the sound of horses' hooves.

This sudden shouting of killing, without warning, suddenly arose.

"Hurry up! Get out, the cavalry of Zhaojia Village will cover up. "The Yellow Turban Thief who dug a hole in the ground was scared to death, although he couldn't see it, he could hear it clearly underground, and the sound of horses' hooves was roaring, all of which were terrifying.

began to crawl out of the tunnel in a hurry, and for a while it was chaotic, and there were yellow turban thieves scurrying for their lives everywhere, like headless flies scurrying around.

"Cavalry! When will cavalry appear in Zhaojia Village? "It is a great shame that the military adviser is weak and has missed the cavalry in a thousand calculations.

At the moment, at least after bearing a heavy price, he can hardly block the onslaught of Yan Songjie's cavalry.

"With a large wooden shield in front, antlers second, and archers then standard cavalry method, what am I afraid of. "The military advisor was busy responding to the platoon.

The large wooden shields were in front, the antlers were second, and the archers followed, all lined up in turn, ready to resist the cavalry of Zhaojia Village. It's just that that self-confidence has gradually been replaced by suspicion over time.

After careful inspection, Zhaojia Village was thundering, no rain, no one, and no horses.

Just shouting to kill but not attacking, this creates the illusion of feints, in an attempt to paralyze one's own vigilance?

"Bluffing! ”

Pacify the yellow turban thieves, don't be fooled and delay time. An hour passed in a hurry.

"This trick doesn't work! Stop, try it another way. Yan Songjie took out thirty super grenades and instructed thirty Yinjia Yicong to learn how to use them.

"One, two, three, start pulling the strings and throwing!" Cao Ren shouted slogans in the open space outside the gate of Zhaojia Village, controlling the rhythm.

"Boom!" Thirty super grenades exploded together, filling the scorched smoke, covering the Yellow Turban Thief's vision and shaking the ground.

The aftermath vibrates the eardrums for a long time.

"Zhang Lei, this is not a surprise! Not surprised!" Yan Songjie muttered to himself.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang! It shook violently, reaching the point where the earth shook and the mountains shook.

Suddenly felt dizzy and staggered: "Mom! Dilong turned over and fled for his life." The black mountain yellow turban thief who was digging a hole in the ground was so frightened that the cold sweat on his forehead rolled out.

The ground could be heard clearly, and the dust fell straight down, and everyone was terrified. began to scramble, scrambling to the outside of the tunnel, and in the blink of an eye, it became a group of panic.

"Yan Songjie, you are so boring! The military advisor looked again, his dignity was hit, Yan Songjie was a tyrant, and he bluffed regardless of the cost.

scolded and scolded endlessly, and his words were a little indignant: "Bluff! Ignore it, the strong person in the innate realm, do his best to carve insects, it is really shameless." ”

It's just that in my mind, the question mark is getting bigger and bigger: "What is Yan Songjie's purpose?"

With this second "lesson from the past", the Montenegrin army has lost its vigor and is already exhausted. The military advisor had to guard against Yan Songjie's deception, not playing cards according to the routine, and the consequences of fake play were unimaginable.

Everyone was secretly stunned in his heart, and he didn't dare to relax his vigilance a little, but instead sent more scouts to monitor the movements of Zhaojia Village more closely.

It was again to appease the Montenegrin army, and the next hour hurried by.

"One, two, three!" The villagers of the Zhao family sweated like rain, tired and panting. The sweat-soaked faces are full of the joy of success.

On the wall of Zhaojia Village shrouded in darkness, a ten-meter-high steel wire mesh was erected one by one, and the group surrounded Zhaojia Village for a circle.

"The snow is getting bigger! God helps Zhaojia Village, everyone take the aluminum shield, pay attention to the preparation of anti-rockets, pour water on the flammable materials first, and the steel wire mesh can only hinder it for a while. Yan Songjie confessed, and at this time, the goose feathers and heavy snow in the air suddenly fell, and soon the earth was covered with snow.

It was freezing cold, almost dripping into ice. Flammable materials are poured with water, and they can't dry for three days.

Seeing that the time is still long, let the tiger and leopard ride half of the heavy armor to rest first and recuperate. Eat and drink enough and rest, let's sit and wait for the Yellow Turban Thief to dig the tunnel.

A total of thirty tunnels have been dug up, leading to Zhaojia Village one hundred and eighty steps. The little boss in charge of digging the tunnels was excited.

"Okay! Expand the width of all tunnels so that Zhaojia Village can be burned in the middle of the night. Zhang Lei was both excited and a little nervous.

After enduring the bombardment of Zhaojia Village for so long, it was finally time to fight back, how could Zhang Lei not be excited.

The idea is not wrong, under the dark light at night, Zhaojiacun cannot see its own military operations.

Yan Songjie calculates the time here, everything is ready, only the east wind appears, oh it's the yellow turban thief who appears.

Eighty-seven people were in charge of bed crossbows, and three people were in charge of bed crossbows, and the division of labor was clear and orderly. 1,300 tigers and leopards rode heavy armor and silver armor, each armed with a bow and crossbow, and stood by at the flared firing port. Divided into thirteen groups, each responsible for one direction, to fight the Yellow Turban Thief archers who are about to appear at the entrance of the tunnel.

Yan Songjie was on a watchtower more than 30 meters high, using a bed crossbow to continuously harass the yellow turban thieves who lit torches in the distance, and controlled the overall command.

"Weasel come out of the hole!" the tiger and leopard rode heavily armored and held a bow and arrow, and at this moment he couldn't hold back the impulse in his heart, and he wanted to pierce it.

By the faint light of the stars and moon, the figures flocked, and the Yellow Turban Thief archers quietly formed a formation.

"Don't get close together, loose points. The shield bearer goes out first, forming a shield formation to protect the archers. "The military division can only slow down and reduce casualties.

"Yes, don't be in a hurry, do it in the words of the military advisor. Zhang Lei nodded in approval.

After leaving the tunnel entrance, more than 30,000 crossbowmen who were behind the giant wooden shield hand lit torches and began to bend their bows and rockets, aiming at Zhaojia Village.

At such a distance, again in the dark, the archers simply did not have a way to aim directly at the target, they simply tilted the arrows up at an angle, ready to deliver a covering blow with a dense salvo.

"Weasel is out! Lights a torch to show the location, quickly ignite the fire, and fire a rocket at the Yellow Turban Thief Archer. Cao Ren burst out with a murderous light and gave an order.

4,000 sharp arrows are all wound, one string and three arrows, not seeking quality but quantity, rockets ready to shoot at any time, fired in unison after ignition.

The heavy armor of the tiger and leopard riding is all the strength of the Huang territory, which is twice as strong as ordinary manpower, and the bow and arrow are also powerful and powerful.