Guo Kun, the nominal commander of this large battalion, nested himself in the tent, drinking a little wine with a few of his guards, and he was not interested in rectifying the military discipline of this large battalion, where is this army, it is completely a group of peasants who have just put down their hoes, and they come from all directions of Dayan, not to mention anything else, just the mixed local dialects can Guo Kun be dizzy. Even if they exert their own strength, it is impossible for them to have much combat effectiveness, so why bother with it? Left and right are just a bunch of scrap to drain the enemy's strength.

Guo Kun with more than 100 of his own soldiers, has made a plan, once the war breaks out, the army collapses, the first time, will pull out the legs and walk, Guo Kun even prepared more than a dozen good horses, here is not far from the headquarters of Jiang Junshou's camp, hurry up and whip up, and it will be there in a while.

Between this camp and the headquarters camp of Jiang Junshou, another line of defense is arranged, which must be in place now, and the collapse here will not endanger the safety of the headquarters camp, and the 20,000 Yan State Standing Army of Zhou Yu hidden in the headquarters camp is the big killer of this battle.

Guo Kun is Jiang Dawei's henchman, and here, he is still responsible for another task given to him by Jiang Dawei, that is, to kill Gao Yuan, as long as Gao Yuan is killed, even if the 20,000 people in this camp die, he has nothing to do, let alone hold him responsible.

Drinking wine, he sighed, it's a pity, this lofty, but really a life-seeking Yama, if it weren't for his existence, this poor guy from all sides of Dayan would not necessarily die, although there is no combat effectiveness, but after all, it is still some good labor, escort grain and grass for the army, transfer a load, it is still possible. It's good now, I'm going to go to hell with this lofty. I don't know if those guys in Lu Dao learned the truth from the Lord of Hades after they died, will they go to Gao Yuan to ask for their lives?

There was a huge commotion outside, and Guo Kun angrily slammed the wine glass on the table, "Let's take a look, what's going on again, are there any times for these bastard things to stop?"

One of the soldiers stood up and walked out, and after a moment turned around: "General, two groups of people are fighting!" Hundreds of people beat each other, and the scene was spectacular."

"Another fight? Or hundreds?" Guo Kun asked in surprise.

"Yes, General, from two different counties, I don't know why, the fight started!"

"Did you use the knife?" Guo Kun was a little worried, once the knife was moved, it would be difficult to clean up.

"No, the leaders of these two armies don't seem to have lost their minds, they are all fighting each other empty-handed!" The soldier smiled, "For a while, no one will be killed!"

Guo Kun said fiercely: "Let's fight, let's fight, I can't fight a few times anyway. They are so arrogant that a bunch of things that don't know whether they are alive or dead, dying to the end, are still coaxing inside."

"General, do you ignore it?" The soldiers are a little unaccustomed to fighting, no matter where they are, it is a felony.

"Whatever about them, these people are all calves who don't have the law of kings, two groups of hundreds of people have red eyes, and they still know who we are, let's go out with this little manpower, if they let them knock a few sticks, won't they die unjustly?" Another soldier with a wine glass laughed. Drinking, drinking, they get tired of fighting, and naturally they stop."

A group of people laughed and continued to drink and punch until nothing happened outside.

However, the sound of their drinking and fists stopped abruptly in the following melodious sound of military trumpets, and the sound of a very unique military horn sounded outside. Accompanied by the sound of this military horn, there are bursts of uniform footsteps.

"General, it seems that the Wind Supporters are here?" One of the soldiers lowered his glass.

"How do you know that Lu Dao is a wind soldier?" Another asked.

"Today, the Fufeng soldiers entered the camp, didn't the general ask me to inquire about them, I heard their military horns, this is the sound." The pro-soldier who spoke earlier said, "It's different, you can hear it when you hear it."

"Gao Yuan is also here to dip into the muddy waters?" Guo Kun laughed, "Let's go, let's take a look."

A group of people hugged Guo Kun out of the big tent, in the big camp, at this time it had become a pot of porridge, standing in their position, it can be clearly seen that the two groups of people with different colors of clothing are entangled together, tumbling and fighting fiercely, and the big tent has flattened more than ten for them. However, as the soldiers said before, no one has a weapon, and they all fight empty-handed.

And a little farther away, amid the sound of the military trumpet, a blue-clad and legging-bound Fufeng soldier was rushing towards this side in a neat line, looking at the number of people, there were also about two hundred people. The first one, it was Gao Yuan, when he entered the camp, he came to visit himself, and Guo Kun still had a deep image of this guy.

"This lofty subordinate, compared to these gangsters, is really different, some of the appearance of the army." Guo Kun said with a smile. Is he trying to stop the chaos?"

"It seems that it is, General, you see these wind supporters, they seem to have wooden sticks in their hands!" A pro-soldier said: "The dog takes the mouse, meddles in his affairs, and is not afraid of trapping himself."

Guo Kun's eyes rolled. He said in a low voice: "You go to a few, change your clothes, mix below, make the noise a little bigger, it's better to encourage everyone to fight with him, if you kill this Gao Yuan, ha, that's a good thing."

A few of the soldiers laughed lowly, answered, and turned to leave. Guo Kun touched his chin and thought to himself, once Gao Yuan dies, these poor guys may not have to die, and they are also accumulating yin virtue! Besides, there is no difference between this Gao Yuan dying in the camp chaos and dying on the battlefield, maybe the county guard will be happier. Dying on the battlefield, Gao Yuan can also win the name of a hero, and die in the camp chaos, that is a bad reputation.

Two hundred Tsing Yi Fufeng soldiers rushed to the scene of the brawl murderously, Gao Yuan frowned and looked at the chaotic brawl scene, such a thing should have been the matter of the battalion general, but after waiting for a while, there was no fighting, the two sides of the brawl were getting more and more angry, if it went on like this, maybe when, it would cause the camp to roar, once the camp roared again, it would really be over. His own army has not yet started a war with the Zhao people, but it is going to fight with these people first, not to mention, although these armies are not good, but how can there be tens of thousands of people, in the lofty plan, the next step is to use them!

With a wave of his hand, the two hundred Fufeng soldiers opened their throats together and shouted loudly: "Brawls in the army, military law does not tolerate them, stop immediately, everyone!" Two hundred people shouted in unison, and the two sides of the brawl only paused, and then turned over and fought together, while the people who were watching the excitement in all directions let out all kinds of laughter.

"Is this a Wind Soldier? It's dressed like a dog."

"What kind of thing is the Wind Soldier, it's not the same as the old men, what kind of boss is it?"

"The general doesn't care, you care about the ball?"

Listening to the scolding coming from all directions, Gao Yuan's face became even more gloomy, and the two hundred wind soldiers roared angrily, holding wooden sticks, and rushed towards the two sides of the conflict.

"To each his own team." The Tsing Yi Fufeng soldiers did not distinguish who was on either side, but anyone who was still scuffling together would go down with a stick and separate the scufflers.

The two groups of people who were fighting first shook for a moment, and then they were furious, and the two groups of people who were fighting to the death before were now angry with the same enemy, and in the greeting, they rushed towards the Fufeng soldiers together.

"Hit these shit!" People on both sides shouted in unison.

Looking at these chaotic soldiers, Gao Yuan sneered, and sure enough, the sound of the military horn changed, and the formation of Fufeng also unfolded, and the wooden sticks in his hands flew, and in the dazzle of everyone, one by one, accurately knocked on the shin bones of these chaotic soldiers, one by one, the chaotic soldiers were hit hard, and suddenly lost their combat effectiveness, holding their legs and feet on the ground and shouting loudly, in the blink of an eye, half of them were knocked down, and the other half were panicked and fled in all directions.

The chaotic field suddenly fell silent, looking at this team that advanced and retreated freely, with the skillful wind supporters, everyone gasped.

"Bundle them all up!" Seeing that both sides of the brawl were knocked down, Gao Yuan waved his hand coldly, "Then hand it over to General Guo to dispose of."

"Yes!" Two hundred wind-boosters answered with a loud voice.

"What the are you, nosy? Brothers, copy the guys and destroy this shit!" In the midst of the crowd, there was a hoarse roar.

Everyone was stunned, and the voice sounded again, "Save these brothers, if you hand them over to General Guo, there will be only one way to die!"

This shout immediately reminded the two groups of people who had fought before, General Guo didn't care about it before, and it was clear that he was too lazy to pay attention to these things, but if Gao Yuan tied up the brothers on the ground and sent them over, General Guo would not be able to care about it. The two officers who led the team even understood that if they were really held responsible, they would not be able to escape.

Thinking about this, the sound of choking suddenly sounded, and the sound of drawing knives was endless.

"Up, get back the brothers!" Hundreds of men with swords and spears slowly approached.

Gao Yuan took a deep breath, pulled out the long knife on his back with his backhand, and with his movements, the two hundred wind soldiers roared, and at the same time threw away the wooden stick in his hand, and held the long knife on his back with his backhand.

The sound of the military horn sounded again, and in the blink of an eye, the Fufeng soldiers had already put out an attack lineup, and with the change of the military horn, the farther away Fufeng soldiers' station, more Fufeng soldiers lined up to leave the camp, and a team of up to 100 cavalry drove their horses and came straight to this side.

Gao Yuan's knife tip dragged on the ground, strode to his team from the side, raised his knife suddenly, and two hundred big knives behind him were raised at the same time, Gao Yuan slashed down, and two hundred long knives also slashed down in the angry roar of the soldiers at the same time, and two hundred cold lights flashed through the air, instantly calming everyone.

There weren't many people in Gao Yuan, but the neat movements and the murderous aura they exuded almost instantly made the rebels present splash down like a scoop of cold water.

"Whoever goes further, kill!" Gao Yuan said coldly.

"Further, kill!" Two hundred people shouted, and the sound shook nine nights. (To be continued......)