Chen Chang and Wu Jiu took 400 people to the top of the lonely mountain and immediately made straw and wood figures, and only 200 of them could actually go to the battlefield, and half of the 200 people were teenagers.

Two days later, the Tartar army passed halfway up the mountain without a careful search.

"My lord, what should we do next?" Wu Liu didn't know what the lord would choose next, and some people said that Wu Jiu was an abandoned soldier, and they were about to leave Jinzhou.

Staring at the direction of the top of the mountain, Chen Xiong said firmly: "Give you half a day to make a scarecrow, and kill it tonight." ”

"It's the lord." Wu Daliu was overjoyed, and he knew that the lord would not abandon them easily.

As night fell, Chen Xiong went to the Tartar camp alone. Three hundred elite soldiers followed him from afar, each carrying a dummy on their backs.

When the Tartars saw that the tramp army was retreating to the top of the mountain, they really divided their troops around. There were two thousand Tartars on the front, and only six or seven hundred men on the other three sides.

The Tartar military discipline is good, and there are both light and dark sentinels. But they still haven't hidden the fat brother who is getting stronger and stronger, Chen Xiong doesn't know how strong he is, but he can easily kill the fierce wild girl Zhen by relying on his physical fitness alone.

~~ Funny index finger, but it has a terrible effect. As soon as the power of the soul was released, and then the dagger cut the throat, in the face of these illusory tricks, the special forces had to be finished.

After destroying the two patrol squads, the three hundred elite soldiers also began to enter the unguarded barracks.

"Set fire first, then kill."

"It's the lord."

The Han soldiers were busy preparing to set fire, and Chen Cangneng was not idle, and directly sent some warmth to the Tartar tent.

"Kill~"

After the fires were everywhere, the Han army also began to kill.

"Damn it, assemble me and counterattack." This is the voice of a traitor general.

Boom~~ A glowing wave flew in, directly making him fly.

Six or seven hundred Tartars were still sleeping, and many had been hacked to death before they could get their knives. But even with the help of the fat brother, the Han army also killed dozens of people, and nearly 100 people were injured.

"The Tartars are really powerful, so many people have been killed and injured in such a situation!" Chen Xiong was deeply worried, I was afraid that after killing the Tartars in the end, his subordinates would be dying!

His original intention was to destroy the Tartars and then let most of them return to their previous places. Then use a scarecrow to deceive the Tartars' spies, so that the Tartars think that the main force of the Han army has returned to the mountain, and then carry out a second night attack. But now!

Soon it was dawn, and the main force of the Tartars also knew about the total annihilation of the Western Route Army. A contingent of 1,200 men is coming.

"Wu Liu, you take the ashes of the wounded and brothers first, and we will go up the mountain later." In order to avoid heavy casualties, Chen Xiong could only use the danger of the top of the mountain to consume the Tartars. He has a golden finger in farming, and he is not afraid of lack of food at all. I believe that with the help of his great master, it will be difficult for the Tartars to attack the mountain with another 10,000 people.

The lord's words were undoubted, and Wu Liu directly obeyed the order and took people away.

Three hours later~

"My lord, the Tartars are already five miles away."

"Well, the Han army listened to the order, all retreated, and I will arrive later."

"It's the lord." The crowd is not puzzled, they are very superstitious about the methods of the lord, and they stay as a drag.

After the last Han army left, only Chen Xiong was left in the remnants of the Tartar camp. He didn't mean to single out a thousand Tartars, he just wanted to see the angry faces of the Tartars.

The three hundred scarecrows, which were originally useless, were used by Chen Xiong again. The scarecrows were concentrated in the innermost part of the camp, and as soon as the Tartars arrived, they would think that there were people inside, and then he would sneak up on them a few times outside, and then slip away.

Looking at these hundreds of scarecrows, Chen Xiong sighed: "If only I could make you become real soldiers." ”

As soon as the idea came out, the fat brother immediately became excited.

The gates of hell are wide open.

The power of the living soul is all exploded, and the ghast is shattered~~

The imaginary green of the withered grass did not happen, but the scarecrow was met with the power of life and the ghast shatter. A strange change occurred, white light shot out, and then one by one the figures in straw clothes appeared.

"Eyes, mouth, ears, I have become a real person!"

The scarecrow is still straw on the surface, but the flesh inside is almost the same as a real person. The difference is that the scarecrow's face has no expression, and he looks blank and wooden. There is also a hair color and skin color that is very close to the color of straw, and if you don't look closely, you really think it's a scarecrow.

"Haha, okay. I just don't know how effective it is! ”

The sound of footsteps in the distance and the sound of colliding with the armor reminded the fat brother who was still happy.

Chen Xiong's momentum changed and he looked at the scarecrow and said, "Pick up the weapons on the ground, all turn around and walk forward, and when you meet the living, you will never die."

"It's the lord." A strange wooden voice came, and after picking up the weapon, the scarecrow turned and walked forward very neatly.

"I don't know how the combat power is!"

The neat pace made him feel as if he had seen the military parade in his previous life.

1,200 Tartars, 300 real Tartars, just a cow.

In the mountains the Tartars are all on foot, but the dismounted Tartars are also very terrible. Especially those mountain and forest Jurchens, foot combat is even more ferocious.

Niu Lu Ezhen, the leader of the Tartars, sneered and looked at the straw army: "Han pigs who don't know whether they are alive or dead, you go and deal with them." ”

"Obey the general." Although the two commanders of the traitor Tartar Army have more people, their status is still inferior to that of the Niu Lu commander of the Eight Banners.

The real Tartars stopped to watch the battle, and watching the Han pig eat the dog was the thing they were most happy to do.

The scarecrow was getting closer, and the silent and neat steps were approaching.

The traitor commander took a deep breath: "How can there be such an elite army here, it could be that Daming is going to counterattack Jinzhou!" ”

Commander Niu Lu also secretly rejoiced: "Fortunately, let the people of the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty go first, our Eight Banners disciples are very noble." ”

"Rush~"

"Kill~" The traitor Tartar couldn't sink first and took the lead in charging.

Rows of spears stabbed first, and the scarecrow did not block or hide from the spears. Spear holes, they are still expressionless, and they don't even stop walking.

"Ahh The traitor Tartar who was shaved with a steel knife couldn't have imagined how the scarecrow who should have fallen could still swing a knife and cut it.

The blood of the scarecrow was red and yellow, and viscous like toothpaste. As long as they don't have their heads or limbs cut off, they won't be able to die for a while and still fight.

"Kill~"

The sound of steel colliding and screaming was flying with steel sparks.

The traitor Tartar had to kill three or four people if he killed a scarecrow, and after only a few minutes of scuffle, the traitor Tartar gradually became weak.

"Rush, give it to me."

The traitor Tartar leader roared angrily, but the traitor Tartar's movements were getting slower and slower.

"Damn it, where did this army come from!" Commander Niu Lu only felt that his scalp was numb, and he knew that the Han Eight Banners were about to be defeated.

"Die!" The steel knife slashed into the scarecrow's neck, but the scarecrow slashed back as if nothing had happened.

"No, these are not people, these are monsters." Finally, the traitors collapsed, and no one stepped forward, so they all turned and fled.

Huang Taiji had already given a death order, and Commander Niu Lu was angry and could only order: "Eight Banners warriors kill." ”

"Kill~" The Tartars brandished all kinds of weapons and rushed towards the scarecrow. The traitor Tartars they met were also hacked to death by them, and it was this madness that the Jurchens relied on to defeat the Ming army and subdue the Mongols.

"Haha, this is my real golden finger, and the Straw Army didn't disappoint me." Chen Xiong clenched the steel knife, and it was time for him to play.