"General, three miles ahead, it's the Ningyuan Acropolis!"

A scout hurriedly ran over, gave a military salute to Cao Bianjiao, and reported.

"So soon?"

Cao Bianjiao was planning how to act in order to be able to successfully take the Ningyuan Acropolis in one fell swoop.

Hearing this, his face turned pale, and he turned to several staff officers beside him and said, "Order, extinguish all torches!" ”

"The soldiers of the guard regiment, immediately assist the artillery battalion to quietly move forward, approach the city gate, and wait until the fire at the head of the city is opened, and immediately bombard the city."

He thought about it for a long time all the way, and finally decided on the way to break the city.

He is not a handsome man with outstanding strategy, and his favorite thing is to convince people with force.

However, isn't there also a staff battalion with the army?

As the saying goes: three stinkers beat Zhuge Liang.

This sentence still makes a lot of sense.

He had already shared his thoughts with the various staff officers.

At first, these staff officers were still vigorously opposed, persuading him not to take such risks.

Anyway, with the combat effectiveness of the Xuanwu Legion now, even if it launched a surprise attack on the Ningyuan Acropolis, it would be able to easily take down this small military town.

However, after Cao Bianjiao's tireless explanation, everyone finally accepted his plan.

Cao Bianjiao's plan is:

When the army quietly arrived near the city, he touched the city wall by himself, eliminated the soldiers who were patrolling the night near the city gate, and then opened the city gate.

Then, after the artillery battalion bombarded everywhere, causing the enemy to panic, the army entered the city in one fell swoop, and at the same time frightened the enemy, lured them out of the barracks and residences, and was able to easily and quickly get the fortified city into their hands.

There is nothing new in this strategy, and it is a bit risky, and it can only be regarded as a next resort.

After all, Cao Bianjiao is the commander of the Xuanwu Legion, and under normal circumstances, he is not allowed to risk taking the city in person.

However, Cao Bianjiao is now very confident in his force value.

Not only is he gifted and martial arts outstanding, but he was also strengthened by His Majesty the Emperor not long ago.

It can be said that although he was only strengthened by the emperor once, he was able to fight with Lu Jiude, who had been strengthened by the emperor three times, for dozens of rounds.

Now he is like a little superman.

Not only among the five major field armies, it is difficult to meet opponents when fighting alone, and it is estimated that among the Tartar army, they can also cut the generals and capture the flag, and win a group of fierce ones.

Cao Bianjiao was convinced that with his own skills, he would definitely be able to sneak into the Ningyuan Acropolis quietly and open the city gate smoothly.

Changing to the rest of the Xuanwu Legion, Cao Bianjiao was a little uneasy.

He knows his own ability, he is the number one master of the Xuanwu Legion, and he may also be the first fierce general of the Five Divine Beast Legions.

Although he has not tried with Lu Xiangsheng, Wang Qinian, Liu Zongmin and others, he is absolutely sure to win against these fierce men.

Even his uncle Cao Wenzhao is quite fierce now, however, his uncle, who is very brave, is not his fifty-fold enemy.

After all, His Majesty the Emperor's enhancement of the commanders of the legions was superimposed on the original physical qualities of each of them.

Between the two fierce generals, as the strengthening progresses, the difference in force value between the two is not far away, and the gap will become bigger and bigger.

Before the army turned a corner, Cao Bianjiao ordered the soldiers to extinguish all the torches in their hands.

As if blessed by heaven, tonight's moonlight was bright, and the silver-white moonlight sprinkled all over the earth, adding a lot of help to the Xuanwu Legion's night attack tonight.

In the darkness of night, the commanders of each division of the Xuanwu Legion, in accordance with the previously agreed plan, began to form a whole team and line up one battle charge formation after another.

Half an hour passed, and several heralds came to report that all divisions and regiments had been prepared.

"Remember, everything goes according to plan, violators, behead!"

Cao Bianjiao had already changed into a night suit, but he carried a grappling hook, a sharp short blade, and a +3 new super short gun given by the emperor on the armed belt around his waist.

For him, having two weapons was enough.

When the city is broken, won't you snatch a long weapon?

His beloved family heirloom iron spear, as well as the black steel armor issued to various generals in the army, and the BMW given by the emperor, have been handed over to a personal guard to be responsible for safekeeping.

Cao Bianjiao gave a few more words to Wang Fuqiang, the deputy commander of the corps, and asked him to be in charge of the command of the whole army, and quietly trotted towards the brisk.

After a while, he came to the foot of the dark city wall of the Ningyuan Acropolis.

On top of the city wall, every short distance, a big red lantern hangs.

Faintly, Cao Bianjiao heard that from above his head, there was a burst of words, presumably this is the night patrol soldier walking by.

He waited quietly for a while, and when the sound and footsteps were far away, he stood up, took out the grappling hook from his waist with one hand, and carefully twisted the rope of the grappling hook several times, holding the rope in one hand and the grappling hook in the other, and threw the grappling hook in his hand towards the top of the city wall.

"Ding"

After a soft sound, Cao Bianjiao grabbed one end of the rope and slowly pulled it down until he couldn't pull it anymore, and pulled it twice harder, Fang Zi breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he is very confident in his control of his technique and strength skills, he has to check it again and again to avoid low-level mistakes.

"Hey, hey! Little traitors, grandpa is here! ”

Cao Bianjiao laughed secretly, and then used both hands to exchange up and down, and began to climb rapidly.

In just a few blinks of an eye, he quietly came to stand above the city wall.

With his kung fu, this three-zhang high city wall is not difficult at all, and it is not worth mentioning.

Quickly put away the grappling hook, put it back on the belt around his waist and fastened it, pulled out the blade at his waist, and silently walked along the city wall, sneaking towards the city gate.

When I came to the city gate tower, I heard a burst of words.

"Huang Laoba, you said that General Zu went to Shanhaiguan with a large number of soldiers, why hasn't he come back for so long?"

"Bantam Seven, what's the matter with you? You're a dog with a mouse, meddling in your business. ”

"It's just that I haven't received half a military salary for three months, and I'm a little anxious." The soldier, called Bantam Seven, explained.

"Yes, yes! Which time, the military salary was not paid by General Zu out of his own pocket and sent to us, where is it enough to live just by relying on the hundreds of documents of the imperial court. ”……

In the constant complaining between the two, a lot of information was exposed.

Cao Bianjiao was furious when he heard this, "What an ancestral family, the imperial court stipulates that the minimum salary of border soldiers is more than one tael of silver a month, and ordinary generals have more than ten taels of silver. ”

"However, not only did you wantonly deduct military salaries, but you also pushed your face on the court!"

Cao Bianjiao knew that before the great changes in the capital, the imperial court allocated full salaries to the soldiers of the border army every month, especially the large and small military towns in the western Liaoning corridor.

Although a small half of these military salaries will be coveted by officials at all levels, about seventy percent of them will be distributed to the generals of the border army.

He sneered in his heart, and understood more and more, why His Majesty the Emperor said that the Ming Dynasty was rotten, and if you want to be reborn from the ashes, you must overthrow all the old systems and start all over again!

Supporting the army and respecting himself, holding the silver of the imperial court, he tried his best to turn the soldiers into his own private soldiers.

This is the chaos in various military towns today.