Lai She's voice said weakly, "Immediately, report immediately...... General Gai, let...... Let General Gai come...... See me in the army...... a general came back to his senses, with a crying voice, choked up and said: "General, the last general, the last general, the last general will send someone to inform General Gai!" ”

As he spoke, he stood up and walked briskly outside.

The Western Expeditionary Army won a complete victory at Hechi, and Gaiyan's side was much easier.

Now Gaiyan is not in a hurry to attack the lower debate, he just needs to wait, wait for Lai Shu to lead the western expeditionary army, and join him in the lower debate, at that time, the two sides will fight together, and they will fight one family, which is enough to take the defense city lightly.

In the early hours of the morning, halfway through the ugly hour, Gaiyan was resting in his sleeping tent, when the voice of the soldiers came from outside: "General?

General? ”

Gai Yan opened his eyes, sat up from the bed, frowned and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"General Qiyu, just ...... I just received a report from the general...... Come and the general was assassinated in the army! ”

Hearing this, Gaiyan didn't feel sleepy, got up from the bed with a wheel, didn't even bother to put on his shoes, strode out of the bed, looked at the soldiers who reported the news outside, and asked, "What did you just say?"

What happened to the general? ”

"Come on...... Come and the general was assassinated in the army! ”

Gai Yan's body shook, his face instantly turned pale, he was stunned for a moment, and asked urgently, "What about the person who reported the news?"

Bring him to me at once! ”

The soldier beckoned to the side, and a dusty soldier was brought over.

Gaiyan asked urgently, "What's wrong with the general?"

You've made it clear to me! ”

The soldier who reported the news had red eyes, and began to cry, choking up and telling Gaiyan about the assassination.

When Gaiyan heard this, his head buzzed, and without saying a word, he turned back to his tent and put on his armor.

Gaiyan dressed as quickly as possible, and then gathered all the generals in the army, and briefly explained the affairs of the generals, after that, Gaiyan took more than 100 horsemen, led by the soldiers who came to report the news, and went straight to the camp of the army.

The garrison of the Laishu army was not far from Xiabian, it was located in the southeast of Xiabian, and Gaiyan and his party were hurrying up, and the sky was still bright, and it was less than ten miles away from the camp of the Laishu army.

Further on, there is the river, and when you look up at the sky, the sky is already white.

They were hurrying forward on horseback when a group of fishermen approached them.

There were six or seven fishermen in this group, some carrying fish urns, some holding fishing nets, and it seemed that they were all fully loaded.

The cavalry running in front slowed down their horses slightly, and the fishermen on the opposite side also stood on the side of the road and got out of the way.

Just as the cavalry was about to run in front of the fishermen, the fishermen with the nets suddenly threw out the large nets in their hands.

This big net was covering the body of the cavalry leader, and all the men and horses were wrapped in it, and a muffled sound was heard in the ear chakra, and the cavalry and the war horse under the crotch fell to the ground together.

Seeing this, the cavalry behind screamed one after another.

Several fishermen shook their shoulders, each with an extra long sword in their hands, and one of them jumped to his feet, and the long sword in his hand drew a cold light in the air.

The second cavalryman could not dodge, and was swept in the neck by the cold man, and before he could make a sound, he planted his horse on his back.

No sooner had the sword-wielding fisherman landed than a third cavalryman rushed to his front, the edge of his spear stabbing straight at his face.

Without waiting for the spear to pierce him, a fisherman who jumped out on the oblique side slammed into the side of the war horse, booming, and even the weight of hundreds of catties of people and horses was slammed out by him.

The cavalry behind raised their crossbow machines one after another, aimed at the fishermen in front, and shot crossbow arrows with a crackle.

Seven fishermen swung their swords to block arrows as they charged towards the cavalry.

They marched in three steps in two, and came to the front of the first row of cavalry, and did not attack the horsemen, but the horse's legs.

As the legs of the horses were cut off, the horses fell to the ground with a neigh, and the cavalrymen rolled off their horses.

All of a sudden, the front row of the cavalry camp was in chaos.

For these cavalrymen who fell off their horses, the fishermen were a little polite, and where the sword blade passed, blood spurted out a ball.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen cavalrymen had died by their swords.

The cavalry in the front row was in disarray, and the people turned their horses one after another and retreated to both sides.

Several fishermen were about to take advantage of the situation to chase and kill, and the second group of cavalry rushed up from behind the front row of cavalry.

They didn't hold crossbows in their hands, they all had sharp spears.

Cavalry charges, even if they are not large, are not to be underestimated.

A cavalryman, armed with a spear, rushed to the front of a fisherman, his spear straight to his chest.

The fisherman dodged sideways, and with a strong wind, the spear swept past him, and when the cavalry was about to run past him, he suddenly drew his ring knife from under his side, slashed sideways, and slashed at the fisherman's head.

The fisherman gasped, pulled back, and jumped two meters away, but even then, the blade that fell cut a hole in his shoulder.

Before he could stand firm, the sound of strong wind came from his side again, and another spear stabbed like lightning.

He took a deep breath and bent down as best he could, and the sand, spear slashed across his back, tearing a foot-long hole in the clothes on his back, and then, bright red blood gushed out.

The fisherman grunted in pain, and before he could straighten up, a third spear stabbed again.

The spear hit him in the lower abdomen, and the powerful impact flew backwards into his body, and with a thud, he fell to the ground on his back, and the sharp edge of the spear pierced through his stomach, poking out from his back waist and digging deep into the ground.

This fisherman was nailed to the ground alive by this spear.

The charge of dozens of cavalry killed two fishermen, but the cavalry was also picked by the opponent and more than a dozen horses.

The cavalry led by Gaiyan were all his personal guards, each of whom was a veteran of a hundred battles, and each of them was outstanding.

They had more than 100 people and besieged seven fishermen, although they succeeded in killing two of them, but their own side also paid nearly 30 casualties, which shows that these men disguised as fishermen are all first-class masters.

Two of their companions were lost, and the fishermen were reduced to five, surrounded by dozens of cavalry.

Just as the cavalry was about to attack together, suddenly, a figure appeared in front of them out of thin air, and the cold light flashed, and the two cavalrymen screamed and fell off their horses.

Everyone present looked at it, and what appeared was a middle-aged man in a gray robe in his forties, who was not good-looking, and in his hand, he was carrying a three-foot sword.

A nearby cavalryman, turning his horse's head, stabbed his spear at the end.

Call! The spear stabbed the gray-robed middle-aged man with the sound of breaking wind, but the cavalry felt that his spear was not subjected to any resistance, and felt more like it had been stabbed into a ball of cotton.

In fact, all he stabbed was a cloud of mist.

The cavalry looked at the middle-aged man again, and he had already disappeared in front of him.

His face changed drastically, and before he could figure out what was going on, there was a strong wind behind him.

Hearing a pop, the gray-robed middleman who suddenly appeared behind him bounced up and swung a sword, cutting off his neck.

The horseman's head fell to the ground, and the headless corpse was still sitting on the horse.

This scene surprised all the surrounding Han soldiers, and several cavalrymen rode their horses and stabbed their spears at the gray-robed middle-aged man.

"Humph!"

The gray-robed middle-aged man sneered, his figure was empty again, turned into smoke, disappeared, and when he reappeared, he suddenly appeared in the middle of the two cavalrymen, and the three-foot Qingfeng was stabbed out by him to the left and right, and the two cavalrymen both screamed miserably, and fell off their horses on their backs.

After that, the gray-robed middle-aged man turned into a mist and appeared in the middle of the other two cavalrymen, so the trick was repeated, and the two cavalrymen didn't even have time to react, they hit the sword in their ribs and turned sideways to turn off their horses.

The sudden appearance of the gray-robed middle-aged man immediately changed the situation on the battlefield, his figure appeared and disappeared, sometimes in front, sometimes in the back, and the dragon could not see the head but not the tail, which was incomprehensible.

But in the course of this meeting, more than a dozen cavalrymen had been killed by him.

The participation of the gray-robed middle-aged man in the battle greatly boosted the morale of the men disguised as fishermen, and one of them brandished a long sword and smashed into the cavalry crowd, and in one breath, he overturned three war horses in a row.

Just when he wanted to continue to rush forward to kill, suddenly, he heard a strong wind that made the hairs stand on end from his back.

The man subconsciously crossed his sword and blocked upward.

When! A cloud of sparks suddenly appeared in the air, and a glaive knife slashed heavily at the sword, and the powerful impact force shook the big man to the ground.

His ass was pressed against the ground, and he slid backwards a meter away before he stopped.

He felt tightness in his chest, sweet in his throat, and a mouthful of old blood gushed up his throat, and the big man clenched his teeth and didn't let himself squirt out the blood, but the blood still flowed down the corners of his mouth.

He raised his eyes and looked forward, only to see a Han army general riding in front of him, this general, eight feet tall, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, a golden helmet on his head, wearing gold armor, and a red cloak behind his back.

The smock belt, the armor and the skirt, are majestic and murderous.

In his hand, he held a nine-foot-away, glittering glaive glaive knife in one hand, and he didn't have to take it with his own hands, just looking at the blade and blade made of fine iron, it was not difficult to imagine how heavy it was.

This general of the Han army, the general of the Huya, Gai Yan Gai Juqing.

Gaiyan urged his horse to walk over to the big man sitting on the ground, and before he could get close, the glaive knife in his hand was already raised high.

At this time, the sky was overcast, and a loud thunderclap suddenly sounded in the air.

Holding the Glaive Knife high, Gaiyan is really like a god descending to earth.

The big man came back to his senses, endured the pain in his arm and the tiger's mouth, roared and jumped up from the ground, and rushed straight towards Gaiyan with his sword.

"Give it to me, sit back!"

Gai Yan let out a snort, and the raised glaive knife slashed down.

His strength was too great, and the speed of the knife was too fast, and the big man had no time to dodge at all, so he could only bite the bullet, clench the hilt of the sword with both hands, and use all his strength to parry upward.

Gai Yan slashed with a knife in one hand, and the big man held the sword in both hands, and he heard a click in the ear chakra, as if there was another thunder in the sky.

Looking at the big man again, he took three steps back, and finally sat on the ground again with a poof, and then, poof, he opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood mist.

The big man's eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at Gaiyan opposite, but his body couldn't support it anymore and fell on his back.

Gaiyan urged his horse and walked past him, only casually swinging his knife downward.

Click, the big man's neck was cut off, and the head was turned down.

Gai Yan used the tip of his knife to pick up the severed head on the ground, whoosh, the human head ejected out, hitting a cloud of mist, popping, the human head rebounded to the ground, and the mist turned into a gray-robed middle-aged man.

The latter first looked down at the head of the disciple, and then, he raised his head and stared at Gai Yan opposite, Qingfeng in his hand, slowly raised, pointed directly at Gai Yan, and said word by word: "You have to die!" ”

"Gai is here, you want to take my head, you can come and get it!"

The gray-robed middle-aged man's eyes narrowed, his body suddenly turned into a cloud of mist, disappeared out of thin air, and when he reappeared, he had appeared behind Gai Yan, and Qingfeng in his hand was about to attack Gai Yan's back heart, but before his sword could be stabbed out, Gai Yan's glaive knife had already slashed over first, sweeping diagonally towards his front door.

Yes! The gray-robed middle-aged man was taken aback, but he didn't expect that his illusion could not hide from Gaiyan's eyes.

He hurriedly gathered his sword to block.

When! The gray-robed middle-aged man slid backwards three meters away with his feet on the ground.

Gaiyan turned the dock and urged his horse to rush towards him.

The gray-robed middle-aged man turned into mist again, his figure disappeared, and Gai Yan suddenly swung his knife to his left side.

Dang Chang, in the eyes of everyone around, he was an empty knife, but he didn't expect that there was a sound of iron colliding out of thin air, and the figure of the middle-aged man in gray robe was slashed out by this knife, and his feet were close to the ground, and he slid out three meters away.