Chapter 117: Night Attack (3)
"PS: Adjust your mindset and start from scratch."
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"Kill ββ!!"
The silent Qi camp in the west camp suddenly erupted into an earth-shattering shout, alarming the Qi soldiers who were sleeping.
When one of the soldiers heard the movement in the camp and came out of the tent, they were shocked to find that the fire was raging nearby, and a group of enemy soldiers who had come out of nowhere either kicked over the charcoal fire in the copper basin and poured the charcoal fire on the nearby tent, or held torches and lit the tents one after another.
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Today is the day of my warrior's fame, and the little pawn who doesn't have long eyes will roll aside for me! β
A chariot galloped and knocked several Qi pawns away, only to see that on the chariot, a young enemy general was wielding a sharp sword, slashing and killing one Qi pawn after another who were standing in place.
What's going on?
Where did these enemy forces come from?
Saying...... Who are these enemy forces? Zhao Jun?
All the Qi soldiers were stunned at first, but then they suddenly became frightened, and shouted loudly one after another: "Enemy attack! Enemy attack! Zhao Jun is here! β
Just when they were terrified, a soldier of the Xinwei showed a hideous face, and killed him with a halberd and a sharp sword.
That scene was like chopping melons and vegetables, one sword after another, halberd after halberd, killing the Qi pawns who had almost no fighting spirit and retreated.
"Hu!"
On another chariot not far away, Meng Zhong stopped Meng Hu, who was showing great courage, and immediately ordered the surrounding soldiers: "Everyone, follow the chariot closely and go straight to the middle camp!" β
"Oh-"
Hundreds of Xinwei soldiers responded loudly, and quickly gathered around the chariots ridden by Wuying, Menghu, Huahu, Lejin, and Muwu, and a group of men and horses rushed to the middle camp of the camp.
"There are only 500 soldiers, and the Qi battalion with tens of thousands of soldiers stationed in the night attack is not counted, but it is still necessary to kill the camp in it...... It's insane!'
On the chariot, Le Yi rubbed his forehead.
In fact, after infiltrating the Qi camp, he and Meng Zhong had a brief discussion on how to further attack the Qi camp.
At that time, Le Yi suggested that everyone act quietly, to put it bluntly, that is, sneak into those tents and kill the soldiers in the tents one by one.
But Meng Zhong said that if he acted like this, no matter how secretive it was, he would sooner or later be discovered by the Qi army in the camp, not to mention that there were tens of thousands of Qi soldiers in the camp, how many could they kill if they killed it in this way?
Once their whereabouts are exposed, the soldiers of several other camps will kill the west camp together, and they will only have 500 people, how can they resist?
It is better to simply muddy the water completely, so that the entire Qi camp will fall into chaos, so that those Qi soldiers will not be able to figure out how many Zhao troops attacked them at night.
"No! It's too dangerous! β
At that time, Le Yi was opposed.
Can......
Looking at the chariot he was riding in, as well as the direction of the camp in front of him, Le Yi sighed helplessly.
"I'm clearly against ......"
He muttered under his breath.
"Zosima?"
The sergeant of the Xinwei who was also on the same chariot seemed to hear Le Yi's muttering, and asked with a little fear: "You, do you have any instructions?" β
Hearing this, Le Yi's face suddenly became serious, he held the railroad with his left hand, pointed forward with his right hand, and said in a deep voice: "Tell all the soldiers to follow Sima's chariot closely, and don't fall behind!" β¦β¦ If anyone dares to lose face with my Faith Guard, I will kill him first!" β
"Yes, yes......" replied the sergeant of the Faith Guard.
Under the command of Meng Zhong and Le Yi, the 500 Xinwei army did not delay for a long time in the western camp, and after lighting many military tents to create chaos, they quickly killed the middle camp of the Qi camp.
Whenever they saw a vacant chariot along the way, the Xinwei soldiers immediately seized it, so that in just a few moments, the Xinwei army had more than a dozen chariots.
After that, Meng Zhong ordered these dozen chariots to open the way and rampage through the Qi camp, but the poor Qi pawns who had just come out of the tent when they heard the movement did not realize what was going on, they were hit by these chariots and flew away, spitting blood and falling to the ground wailing.
Immediately, he was stabbed to death by the Xinwei soldiers who were chasing him on foot.
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
A famous letter guard shouted loudly, and used the weapon in his hand to kill the oncoming Qi pawn.
Although the number of Qi soldiers encountered along the way was actually several times that of the Xinwei Army, it could not hinder the speed of the Xinwei Army to the middle camp.
On the one hand, the soldiers in the camp have not yet woken up, and most of them have no idea what is happening, and on the other hand, it lies in the strength of the Xinwei army itself.
"Zhao Wushu" is not a joke, Meng Zhong and Le Yi are strict with these soldiers, even if they are not as good as the real Wei Wushu for the time being, but they are not comparable to these ordinary Qi soldiers, almost all of them are just a face, those Qi soldiers were killed by the soldiers of the Xinwei Army and turned into a corpse.
The turmoil in the camp soon spread to Tian Feng, the commander of the Qi army.
At that time, Tian Touch was still sleeping on the straw couch with Kuang Zhang's letter, and several guards rushed in, pushed Tian Touch hard, and shouted loudly: "General, general, the big thing is not good, Zhao Jun has been killed in the camp!" β
"W-What?!"
Tian Fu, who was still drowsy, was shocked by this bad news and broke out in a cold sweat, and even the drunkenness disappeared, but his head was not very clear, and he grabbed a guard and asked sharply, "What's the matter?" Why was Zhao Jun able to kill in the camp? β
"IβI don't know......"
The guard replied with a sad face on his face.
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Releasing the guard, Tian Fu put Kuang Zhang's letter into his arms, stretched out his hands and patted his cheeks vigorously, trying to make himself more sober.
After about a dozen breaths, he suddenly walked out of the tent, looked around and asked urgently, "What?" Where was the Zhao army attacked? β
"It's said to be Xiying!"
The guard next to him replied.
"Xiying?"
Tian Ji subconsciously turned his head to look in the direction of Xiying, and sure enough, he saw that Xiying was in flames, and there was a lot of commotion.
"Could it be that Zhao Jun has already seen through Zhang Zi's strategy, so he sent troops to come and attack him?"
Touching the bamboo slip in his arms, Tian Touch frowned deeply.
Suddenly, he frowned, stared intently at the west side, and then asked in an inexplicable tone, "Is it just that the western camp has been attacked by a sneak attack?" Why is this shouting of killing...... So close? β
Hearing this, the guards around him also listened attentively.
Listening to this, the faces of Tian Touch and the guards gradually changed, because they felt that the shouting and killing was getting closer and closer to them......
And at this moment, there were several soldiers in the distance who ran away, and ran to the ground with a rolling belt, and after seeing Tian Touch standing outside the tent, he accelerated his pace a few steps to Tian Touch, and reported with his fists: "Army, general, no, it's not good, Zhao Jun, Zhao Jun are here in the middle camp!" β
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Tian Touch's face changed sharply at first, and then he swallowed his saliva uneasily.
"In such a short time, you can kill from the west camp to the middle camp, could it be that the Zhao army is actually dispatched by the whole army? Why didn't my corporal know anything about it? β¦β¦ Damn it!'
Clenching his fists, Tian touched in his heart and scolded the Qi soldiers he sent to patrol the river: His mother's Zhao army has attacked at night, and you gang have never sent anyone to warn!
He was secretly cursing, when he saw more than a dozen chariots rushing in the distance, and the Zhao pawns on the chariots were holding halberds and sharp swords, wantonly slaughtering the Qi pawns who were blocking in front of them, causing those Qi soldiers to scatter and run in fear.
"So fast?!"
Tian Touch exclaimed, because he hadn't thought of what to do, and the Zhao army would actually kill the middle camp.
"General, this place is not suitable for a long time, please retreat quickly!"
The left and right guards hurriedly said.
Tian Ji subconsciously glared at the two guards, he wanted to say: The enemy army has been killed in front of you, and you want me to escape?
But when he turned his head and saw the Qi pawns who were running in fear within his line of sight, and the Zhao pawns who were killing people like chopping melons and vegetables on the other side, the courage in his heart suddenly cooled in half.
It's not that he is cowardly, the problem is that the Qi pawns near him are in chaos at the moment, and he has no time to organize at all, how can he resist the oncoming Zhao army? - God knows how many people there are in that Zhao army?
"General, please retreat quickly!"
Seeing those Zhao troops getting closer and closer, the guards on the left and right didn't care about anything else, pulling Tian Touch and taking him to a safe place.
At the same time, Meng Zhong and Le Yi led 500 Xinwei soldiers to the middle camp, killing people and setting fire to the middle camp, running rampant.
During this period, there may be a brave general of the Qi army, trying to gather the stragglers around him, trying to stop the oncoming Zhao army, but unfortunately, before they can form a formation, they are smashed to the ground by dozens of chariots led by Meng Zhong and Le Yi.
"Happy!"
"It's so painful!"
A soldier of the Faith Guard could not hide the excitement in his heart.
Also, they were under the command of Yang Wenjun and Zhao Bao before, how could they have experienced such a happy battle?
With only 500 people, they killed tens of thousands of enemy camps, and the opponent was powerless to fight back? It's unimaginable!
What made them even more unbelievable was that under the leadership of their "Meng Sima", none of them had been killed in battle so far - the counterattack of the Qi army was not painful at all.
"Zhong, what's next?"
Seeing that the middle camp of the Qi army was also broken by them, Le Yi, who originally felt that this trip was dangerous, had nothing to say about it.
Even if Meng Zhong said that he would go to the North Camp, the South Camp, and the East Camp next, he would not be surprised anymore.
"Let's go through every camp." Meng Zhong said calmly.
ββ¦β¦ Do you really say that? Le Yi had a strange look on his face.
"What?" Meng Zhong glanced at Le Yi puzzled, and then explained: "The western camp and the middle camp have been disrupted by our army, but the rest of the camps have not yet been chaotic...... The only way to do it is to strike first! β
"That's right, it's just too dangerous......"
As soon as he said this, Le Yi was suddenly stunned.
These battalions have been broken by them, and where can the rest of the battalions be dangerous?
ββ¦β¦ All right. β
He nodded helplessly.
Seeing this, Meng Zhong waved the sword in his hand and shouted in a deep voice: "Gentlemen, kill with me!" β
"Wowββ!"
At this time, the five hundred Xinwei soldiers had already thrown themselves to the ground with admiration for their Meng Sima, and with the pride in their hearts, they didn't care about any danger at all, and followed closely on the chariot and killed the northern camp.
Then there is Dongying and Nanying.
Who would have thought that the joint camp with tens of thousands of Qi troops stationed would be killed by just 500 Zhao soldiers through the camps.
At the same time, on the north bank of the river, Master Zhao's father was standing on the bank wrapped in his robe, looking at the sky-high fire of the Qi army joint camp on the other side of the river with a shocked face.
After a long time, he exhaled slowly.
"150,000 Zhao soldiers...... Isn't it as good as five hundred pawns? β
He muttered.