Seventy miles west of Dongwu City, more than 40,000 barbarian soldiers from Wangcheng were resting in the camp, their faces a little uneasy, as if they were frightened by something.

In the big tent of the Chinese army, the man on the main seat became a little gloomy after listening to the report of his subordinates.

He was not the only one, except for Wan Yan Bo, the expressions of the rest of the generals in the tent were a little unsightly.

"Wang Minghua really gave this king a big surprise."

Cheng Xiaoya turned the dagger in his hand and sneered: "In just one day, there is not one in the front army, interesting, interesting." ”

For this crusade, he didn't pay much attention to it. After all, the gap in strength is there, Wang Minghua is brave and good at fighting, and he only has 20,000 horses at hand, and it is difficult to resist his 50,000 army.

But what he never expected was that Wang Minghua gave him a big gift as soon as he came up.

There are 5,000 barbarian soldiers, and only 500 people have escaped, and even the head of the former army commander Wan Yan Jiugou has been cut off, how can this tutorial Xiaoya not be angry?

He looked at the former brute in the tent who had escaped back, "What's the matter?" Even if Wang Minghua's whole army attacked, the front army would not have been defeated so badly. ”

That's 5,000 people, 5,000, and it's still the 5,000 elite led by the Wanyan Nine Formations who are quite good at fighting, how can they be defeated so miserably?!

"Huh... Your Majesty..."

The brute knelt on the ground and said in a trembling voice, "Last night... I... We're resting in the camp... I didn't expect to be suddenly attacked... It's hard to cope with the rush ... After the rout, he was pursued and killed by the cavalry..."

"Raid?"

Cheng Xiaoya said angrily: "Didn't Wanyan Jiugou reject the waiting? Are the eyes of the guards standing guard for gasping?! ”

"It's snowing heavily... In addition, it is night again, so it is inevitable that you will not be able to see clearly..."

Looking at the frightened appearance of the barbarian, Zhuge Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, and the whole person fell into deep thought.

The vision was already blurry in the dark night, and with the heavy snowfall, the vision was blocked, and it was normal to fail to detect the enemy attack in time.

The reason for the defeat is not only this, since the incident of Cheng Xiaoya, he can be said to be invincible, and he has hardly fought any defeat. In the long run, his subordinates will inevitably be a little arrogant. In addition, the number of troops on this trip is twice that of the enemy, and it is inevitable that some vigilance will be lost.

But...

Zhuge Yun frowned.

Wanyan Jiugou's ability is not small, and he deserves the name of a brave general. Teach it to defeat so miserably, and also grasp the psychology so thoroughly, the person who led the raid is a character.

Who could it be?

Wang Minghua? Helanwei? Or... The man?

The girl here was still thinking about it, and Cheng Xiaoya on the main seat had already asked out loud: "How many people have raided you?" ”

He wanted to see how many people Wang Minghua had dispatched to eat all his five thousand elites in one battle.

"Five... Five hundred..."

The brute's voice was a little small, and it seemed that he couldn't speak.

As soon as these words fell, the faces of the people in the big tent changed again, and Cheng Xiaoya glared, as if he didn't believe his ears, and asked, "How much?" ”

“

Report to... The King..."

The brute threw his head tightly on the ground, "Only five hundred horsemen..."

"Five hundred, five hundred... Okay, good! ”

Cheng Xiaoya laughed angrily, he shook his head and said: "The five thousand elites of this king were broken by teaching five hundred people. ”

The man asked in a deep voice, "Who is the one who led the raid?" ”

"The other party has never raised a flag, so I don't know..."

The brute snorted, "But... It seems to be a young little general, who is only twenty years old, and does not wear armor, wears a big white cloak and looks coquettish, and likes to grin when he has nothing to do. ”

"And his martial arts are amazing, at the beginning, the city lord of Wanyan also personally led the pro-army to block the enemy at the entrance of the camp, and he didn't want to just bare his teeth, he was cut off by the man with a sword... It is precisely because of the death of the city lord that we will not be able to form an army..."

"A young general, brave and brave, no armor, big white cloak, sassy appearance, grinning teeth..."

Cheng Xiaoya thought for a while but didn't come up with it, he said suspiciously: "Why doesn't this king know when Wang Minghua's subordinates have such a great character?" ”

"King Xian."

Zhuge Yun looked sideways at the man on the throne, and arched his hand: "I'm afraid that person is not Wang Minghua's subordinate." ”

"What do you mean?"

"Does the king remember the man I mentioned?"

Seeing Cheng Xiaoya nodding, the girl continued: "That person only likes to wear a white robe on weekdays, and never wears armor, even if he charges on the battlefield. No matter the age, appearance, or martial arts, they are obviously matched. Yes, I thought that the one who led the army to defeat the Yan City Lord must be that Guo Yu! ”

If it was Guo Yu, it would be normal to defeat Yan Jiu after a battle.

Although Zhuge Yun was extremely disgusted with that color embryo, he had to admit his ability.

Although Wanyan Jiugou's ability is not weak, it is obviously still not enough to see Guo Yu. The name of the soldier is not in name only, the man is like a dog when it comes to fighting, and his sense of smell is particularly sensitive. Even if it is a small opportunity, he can firmly grasp it and use it to make the impossible possible.

With this control of the fighter plane, his understanding of psychology, and his martial arts strength, it is only natural that Guo Yu defeated 5,000 proud soldiers with 500 cavalry, and he was really unjustly defeated.

After hearing the word Guo Yu from Zhuge Yun's mouth, there was a sudden silence in the big tent, and a few older generals once recalled the fear of being matched by that silver gun.

The territory is rich in war horses, and the Xinjiang people have grown up on horseback, when it comes to cavalry, the barbarians have always been the best in the world, and any elite male army must bow down in front of the barbarian iron cavalry, even if the Xuanjia cavalry of the former Tang Dynasty is also the same.

However, twenty years ago, there was such a man who was able to lead a cavalry to chase the barbarian iron cavalry, which can be said to be broken by the deserved, subdued by the attacker, and pressed the pride of the Xinjiang people to the ground and rubbed it repeatedly. So much so that they once thought that the man was a punishment from heaven and called him "General Tianwei".

The four words of the military god Guo Yi have long become a shadow in the hearts of the older generation of Xinjiang people

, I thought that after Guo Yi's death, they would be worry-free, but who would have thought that a son of a military god would emerge again.

As soon as he appeared, this Guo Yu came to a 500 kill 5,000, if he is really as capable as his Lao Tzu, who can fucking stand it, wouldn't he force people to scold his mother?

"Big... The King..."

A thousand-commander who looked at him almost the age of a sixtieth year stood up tremblingly, and said to Cheng Xiaoya, who had a solemn face: "To... Forget it... Their surname is Guo, let's not mess with it..."

As soon as these words came out, they actually caused a lot of echoes.

"yes, yes... The surname Guo is a fucking madman, and he can't afford to mess with it..."

"Lao Tzu was shot by that Guo Yi at the beginning, and now it hurts terribly when it's windy and snowy..."

"You're not bad, I was chased by that animal for two miles with Yanyun Iron Horse, especially now when I sleep at night, I occasionally dream of chasing after me with my teeth bared..."

These people said one sentence after another, and Cheng Xiaoya's face became more and more ugly.

Guo Yu doesn't care about it for the time being, he has indeed seen Guo Yi's ability.

Twenty years ago, the Song State changed its defensive position and waved the Northern Expedition, and Guo Yi led tens of thousands of Song Jia all the way to the royal city.

It is said that the tiger father is a dog, but this Guo Yu is also a young man who became famous, no matter how he looks at it, he doesn't look like a dog, and his ability may not be younger than his father.

Thinking of what he had to do, Cheng Xiaoya frowned tightly.

Is it difficult to really retreat?

Although it is not impossible to leave a Dongwu for her, but...

Just as the man hesitated, the girl in the tent burst out laughing.

"The king is too worried, it's just Guo Yu, what's so difficult to break?"

The corners of Zhuge Yun's lips turned up, as if Zhizhu was in his hands, "Then Guo Yu can use five hundred horses to win the head of Wanyan Jiuguo, then I can also use five hundred armor to take off his head!" ”

Looking at the girl's confident appearance, Cheng Xiaoya narrowed his eyes slightly, "Really? ”

"Nature."

Zhuge Yun stood up from his seat and waved towards Cheng Xiaoya, "As long as the king gives me five hundred elite soldiers, I will set off immediately, and I will bring Guo Yu's head back within seven days!" ”

"Good!" Cheng Xiaoya waved his hand, "The soldiers and horses in the camp are as you choose, and the five hundred people are all yours to transfer, and you don't need to go through this king." ”

"King Xie."

The girl arched her hand, "But before that..."

She looked at the fat man who was as fat as a pig in the corner of the tent, and chuckled: "I have to ask the Sword King to go to Dongwu first." ”

(End of chapter)