"Someone!" Zhongcheng Dachun in Jiangxi Province shouted loudly. Because of the hurry, under the dark black face, there was already a faint bit of iron blue. The situation is too critical, and if Suodu makes another mistake, the days of galloping on the field will come to an end.

A few sleepy-eyed soldiers ran in loudly in agreement, carefully standing in the tent of the Chinese army, and Chen Hangyan spent half a summer in this poor place where birds don't, and everyone's body and mind were exhausted to the extreme. ，

"Go, send an order to Suodu, and order him not to set foot in Nanjianzhou for half a step without my general order!" Da Chun grabbed a token with gold letters and handed it to the hand of his own soldier.

"Yes!" The soldiers folded their legs together in surprise, bowed in salute, and hurried out. The golden order arrow is the most urgent instruction in the army, unless the commander finds the danger of the situation, or urgently calls for help, it is easy not to issue a general order of this level.

Dozens of cavalrymen, escorting the general, rushed out of the camp. The sound of horses' hooves shattered the quiet of the night, startling countless birds.

"Zhou Xiong, lead people, no matter what method you use, stop these Tartars!" Chen Hang's eyes were on the mountain and he ordered in a low voice. With instinct, he felt that this group of soldiers had important tasks on their side, and Chen Hangyan never let go of things that could cause chaos to Dachun.

"Yes!" A mountain king with hundreds of brothers slipped down the back slope. Fighting head-on, they considered themselves not to be Mongols' opponents. But pulling ropes and beating stuffy sticks in the mountains and forests is everyone's old business. These dozens of cavalrymen were on the road in the mountains at night, and it was they who sent them to their deaths.

Chen smiled, pulled his mount, and slowly climbed over the mountain beam, down the steep hillside, and slipped towards the Mongol company camp. The high-headed war horse cowered, pushing forward and backward as the thieves pulled forward and pushed backwards, and reluctantly moved four kicks. This kind of steep and slippery hill is not a place where war horses should tread. But the master on the other end of the reins was unreasonable, and the horses had to suffer.

A dark horse raised its head, ready to protest. Before it could open its mouth, a hemp rope sleeve firmly bound its upper and lower jaws. The frightened war horse struggled desperately, but could not get rid of the black hands of several righteous thieves. The enraged horse lifted its hind legs and kicked its pusher over. As soon as it broke free from its reins, a quick knife slashed at its neck.

"The disobedient cattle were cut down directly. Hurry up, let's catch the sky and the moon set dark (bandit slang, the darkest time before dawn!) The leader of the group shouted in a low voice as he wiped his saber.

Reluctantly, the thieves drew their swords and threatened their mounts. Under the threat of the steel knife, the psychic war horse cowered, quietly climbed down the hillside, and gathered in the woods at the foot of the mountain.

"The leaders of each road report the number, how many horses come down!" Chen Hangyan's voice is always so clear and calm.

"My five!"

"My three!"

"My seven horses!" In the darkness of the night, someone whispered in response.

"Enough, get on the horse, the whole team, let the brothers of the Broken Army see, we are not a bad breed!" Chen Hangyan gave a command and jumped on the horse's back first.

One hundred and ten bold thieves rode war horses and leaned close behind Chen Hangyan. For a small team of less than two hundred people, not far away, the company camp of the Northern Yuan Dynasty is simply a huge city. Under the torches, you can see the dense formation of the night patrol soldiers.

Chen glanced back, his gaze sweeping over the faces of the brothers. These heroes of the green forest, who didn't know how to write the word 'afraid', smiled and made eye contact with the leader. There is only excitement, no fear.

It's my brother Chen Ju! Chen Hangyan nodded and rushed out of the woods first. More than 100 war horses followed it forward without hesitation.

The sound of horses' hooves was like thunder, and it smashed into the joint venture of Dachun.

"What people! Password! The soldiers on the night patrol shouted loudly. The hill in front of him was too steep for the horses to climb over, so it must have been his own people who ran over. It's just that I don't know which general it is, drunk and drunk with a team of horses. If Da Chun knew about it, he would definitely not be able to escape a good beating.

"Your grandfather, the gift is here!" They were answered with a shout of rage, and Chen raised his hand, and an iron lump with sparks flew over the antlers and landed in the camp.

The wooden fence fell in response, and in the flames, the Mongol soldiers who had been awakened from their sleep were in a mess.

"Brothers, let the Breakers see our true kung fu!" Chen Hangyan shouted loudly and rushed into the enemy camp first. The saber crossed and cut a bloody path.

The night patrol soldiers were stunned, they didn't expect Chen Hangyan to be able to climb down such a steep mountain ridge with horses. In a hurry, forgetting about resistance, I saw the saber slashed to the chest.

"Ahh The soldier who came to his senses lost his courage and turned around and ran. I didn't run a few steps before I was caught up by the saber from behind. The cold light flashed, and a two-foot-long hole opened between the shoulder and the waist. Blood spurted out, and the wounded soldier's entire strength was drained by the knife, and he staggered two steps and collapsed to the ground.

"What a sword!" Chen Hangyan waved his saber and praised. The guy in his hand, he just got it in the middle of the night. When the Breakers heard that he had fought hard with Da Chun, they specially sent him these murderous weapons.

The Yuan army woke up from their sleep, grabbed their weapons and rushed out of the camp. The Mongol warriors trained quickly, did not need to be commanded by junior officers, and formed their own ranks. The spear and the short knife work together to block the horse's path.

"Shout, it's quite brave!" A righteous thief scolded with a hippie smile. Throw an iron lump with your hand. The hand exploded over the heads of the crowd, and five or six were immediately put down.

"Run, brethren, you are surrounded!" Seeing this, the other thieves shouted loudly, pulled out grenades from their waists, ignited the fire, paused in their hands for a moment, saw that the fuses were about to burn out, and with a wave of their hands, threw the grenades at the enemy.

The screams were heard throughout the camp. The Mongol soldiers were blown up by grenades, and the thieves were in shambles. Several Mongol warriors with swords in battle let out a cry of surprise, turned around and fled into the distance. Without the command and dispatch of senior officers, they didn't know how to deal with Chen Hangyan, a killer star.

"Dachun was killed, let's run!" Several cavalrymen of the Broken Army shouted loudly in stiff Mongolian and fluent Chinese. In the dark night, no one could tell whether the news was true or false. The Mongol army, the Tanmachi army, and the new annexed army were crowded together one after another, and they couldn't tell how many enemies had fallen in all directions, and they didn't know which direction the attack would be launched from the next moment. Let Chen Hangyan take more than 100 horsemen, galloping in the camp, killing anyone he encounters, and he will be chopped when he sees it. In the blink of an eye, the battalions were clamoring, raising fire like stars, and the cries were unconscious.

"General Chen, don't fall in love with war. Kill less, set fire more! In the cavalry ranks, Lin Qi's voice sounded.

"Yes!" Chen Hangyan agreed loudly, and picked up the burning half of the tent with his saber. Rush forward with the team. A fire dragon quickly took shape, slashed across the Dachun military camp, and split the ten-mile company camp in half.

The fire burned for half the night. By the time Dachun had gathered his generals and rushed in with archers, the thieves had already passed through the camp. All he was left with was corpses strewn across the ground and countless burned-out tents.

"Chen Hangyan!" Da Chun shouted hatefully. Since crossing the river, no one has made him suffer such a big loss. Looking at his subordinates with black and gray faces, he had nowhere to vent his anger.

The rumbling drums sounded, and all the generals were gathered by Da Chun to the Chinese military tent. He was completely angry, and today, he wanted to take down the mountains in front of him at all costs.

"Dashuai, Dashuai!" A scout rushed over in a panic, half-kneeling on the ground to report.

"Speak!" Dachun roared, ordering the scouts not to be wordy.

"On the other side, the bandits on the opposite side have withdrawn!" The scout reported with a bit of confusion.

"What!" Dachun couldn't believe his ears. After maneuvering with himself for several months, Chen Hangyan, who was like kraft candy, actually withdrew his troops. If he had already decided to withdraw his troops, why did he risk attacking his own barracks last night.

"Have you found out?" Da Chun's staff, Han Dong Jing, asked cautiously.

The scout clipped him with his eyelids and said dissatisfiedly, "The subordinate led people into the other party's station. The enemy has withdrawn, and not even a shadow is left! ”

"Alright, I got it! Zhao Ri Getu, immediately lead people in to inspect around, to see where Chen Hangyan has withdrawn! Da Chun ordered tiredly.

At this moment, he was unwilling to let the Mongols and Han under his command have any more disputes. The adversary's ability to fight is rapidly improving, and the outcome of the war is becoming more and more unpredictable. He needed to find a place to be quiet and plan his next move.

Whether it is Tianxiang or Chen Hangyan, he needs to face it seriously.

The Great Song Dynasty is no longer the Great Song Dynasty that a year ago, any Mongolian general could deal with it. There is a kind of power that awakens in these Nanban and is growing rapidly.

Da Chun vaguely expected that it would not be long before the entire Jiangnan could hear the whistling sound of this power.

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