Zhou Yi sat in the tent, looking at the map on the case, his eyes were complicated.

The map given by Cao Miao was both a road and a rope, firmly wrapped around his neck, getting tighter and tighter, making him unable to break free and gradually unable to breathe.

The bloody battle in front of the battle was no match for a few slanderous words from the ministers.

In the situation of King Wu's growing dissatisfaction with the Wu Jun family, Cao Miao's every word was like an invisible sword, cutting the fragile trust between the Wu Jun family and the Wu king. Only in this way will a noble woman of the clan like Sun Luban have the opportunity to go to the battlefield and point fingers at herself.

But he himself was at fault.

He shouldn't be rash and promise to conquer the cottage within five days.

Cao Miao knew that it was impossible, and he knew it too.

But he had no choice but to try his best, hoping that the Chen brothers would waver in the face of his seemingly fierce attack and raise their hands in surrender.

As things stand, it seems that he was right. After conquering two hills in quick succession, he was one step away from final victory. If the same attack strength can be maintained tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, it seems not entirely impossible to win.

There is a high probability that the Chen brothers will surrender, but what about Cao Su? Did he run away, or did he take a risk?

should be like his father Cao Xiu, knowing that there is danger ahead, he still rushes forward head-on, hoping to win by brute force.

If so, it couldn't be better, the nearly a hundred elite guards who were ambushed outside the big tent were prepared for him.

These guards were all his personal troops, they were well trained and equipped, and they did not participate in the battle today, and they were full of energy. If Cao Su dared to come, even if he was a 10,000-strong enemy like Gan Ning, he would still be able to kill him in front of the tent.

The courage of the horseman is not enough to be afraid.

Zhou Yi looked up at the leaky pot in the corner of the tent and called the Governor of the Ministry. "Those on duty tonight will have one liter of wine and two catties of meat per person, so that they can keep their eyes open and see everyone carefully. If there is a dozing off, the heavy responsibility is 20 years, and the recidivist will be dealt with by military law. ”

The tribal governor answered, and turned to leave the account. During this time, they learned Cao Su's night combat ability many times, and several military marquis and captains were negligent because of their hard work during the day and excessive physical exertion, and they were unprepared by Cao Su who broke into the camp in the middle of the night and cut off their heads.

This stresses them out.

Zhou Yi is the head of their family, and their first task is not to fight, but to ensure Zhou Yi's safety. If Zhou Yi was assassinated by Cao Su who broke into the camp, they would all have to die.

Rest well during the day and conserve your energy. It is their responsibility to keep their eyes open at night and not to let any suspicious person approach Zhou Yi.

I drank wine, ate meat, cheered up, and did not let go of the slightest suspicion.

It wasn't until the East was white that their tense nerves relaxed a little. Another night passed, and the subordinates who had been on duty all night opened their mouths wide, yawning one after another, and gathered in groups of three or five, waiting for the shift change.

When the sound of fighting in the camp sounded, a flock of birds suddenly flew on the mountain in the distance. These birds made noisy calls and flew through the sky in black, attracting the attention of many people. The troops outside the big tent of the Chinese army were no exception, and they raised their heads to watch.

Immediately afterwards, war drums sounded on the hill on the other side, and flocks of frightened birds soared into the sky, which was a magnificent sight.

The soldiers in the camp looked at each other, gathered in groups of three or five, looking at the flock of birds flying in the sky, and did not know what kind of sign this was.

Zhou Yi, who was lying in his clothes, heard the sound outside, walked out of the big tent, squinted his eyes, and looked around.

He had only slept in the middle of the night, and had just been woken up, somewhat sluggish in his reactions. Tilting his head and looking at the birds in the sky, he was shocked, as if he had been grabbed by someone's heart, and a sense of crisis arose, and he opened his mouth, almost ordering someone to be alert.

After a moment, he calmed down again. The movement is all on the hillside outside the camp, so there is no need to be too nervous.

"Send someone to find out." Zhou Yi said to the Governor of the Department.

"Whoa." The trilogy superintendent, turned to look at a trilogy, and was just about to speak, when he suddenly frowned, looked into the distance, and shouted in a deep voice: "Why are these few people, procrastinating, and what about the others?" ”

Zhou Yi turned his head and saw that seven or eight soldiers were walking over. They hugged their halberds, craned their necks, and muttered as they went, as if complaining about the cold of the early morning. It looks like the costume is a part of the shift change, but with the morning light on his back, his face is a little blurry, and he can't see clearly.

After a while, Zhou Yi suddenly realized that something was wrong, these people were too tightly crowded, as if they were hiding something.

This is not the formation of the queue that should be when walking in the battalion.

"Be careful......" Zhou Yi roared.

As soon as the whistle came out, the seven or eight soldiers suddenly dispersed, and at the same time raised their hands.

"Boom!" A series of strings rang out, and several crossbow arrows were fired.

Before he could draw his sword, he was hit by an arrow. He lay on the ground twitching, a short iron arrow stuck in his face.

"Click, click!" The strange sound continued, and one crossbow arrow after another was fired, and the troops fell to the ground one after another, and they were in a mess. More troops rushed over, holding shields and braving the rain of arrows, trying to organize a defensive line around Zhou Yi.

The enemy approached quickly, and one of them was tall and imposing like a tiger, flying with two knives in his hand, killing three people in a row in a blink of an eye, and rushing in front of Zhou Yi. stepped forward to the elbow and hit Zhou Yi hard in the chest. Zhou Yi felt as if he had been hit by a bison, spurted out a mouthful of blood, flew upside down several feet, knocked down three parts, and was also knocked out of the defensive position that the tribes had just built.

Zhou fell to the ground and came face to face with a shot tribe. In the morning light, he saw the iron arrows at the throat of the bend.

"Yuan Rong!" Zhou Yi exclaimed.

He heard Lu Xun mention that the prime minister of Shu Han improved the crossbow, named Yuan Rong, with iron as the arrow, eight inches long, and a crossbow with ten arrows, which is very powerful.

"Know the goods!" With a loud laugh, Cao Su grabbed Zhou Yi by the collar, lifted him up, and blocked him in front of him. "Lay down your arms or I'll hack him to death!"

Zhou Yi was just about to speak, Cao Su stretched out his big hand, pinched his face, and with a slight force, removed his chin. Zhou Yi was in pain to the heart, but he couldn't speak, he could only scream. It happened suddenly, and Zhou Yi's part had not yet reacted, and he was still rushing forward.

Cao Su raised his knife and fell, cut off Zhou Yi's right arm with a knife, and shouted: "Stand back!" ”

The severed hand fell to the ground and jumped twice on the ground, his fingers flexed and extended. Blood flew and sprinkled on the faces of the first few of them, and they struck a stir. Cao Su's ferocity succeeded in scaring them, and no one doubted Cao Su's determination to kill, and they subconsciously retreated.

Zhou Yi was anxious and painful, his eyes were dark, and he fainted.

When he opened his eyes again, it was no longer in his own camp, but in the Chen brothers' cottage.

The Chen brothers looked at him quietly with disdain. Behind the Chen brothers stood a tall young man with a smug smile on his face and a grin so much that he could almost see his back molars.

"Zhou Yi, do you recognize me? In the Lower Great Wei Dynasty, the son of Sima Xiu, Cao Su of the State of Chen. ”