After listening to the exclamation of the old breed minister, whether it was the junior breed master or the other high-level members of the breed army, they couldn't help but nod yes.

What is the situation of Wu Ming, these high-level people are close, and they can see it clearly, for the performance of these generals under Wu Ming just now.

They were convinced one by one, what they didn't expect was that these generals under the God of Martial Arts were not only powerful in war.

This drama is also very powerful. They thought that if they were replaced, they would definitely not be able to do the same level as the generals of Liangshan.

Looking at the people of Liangshan who were getting farther and farther away, the old minister suddenly remembered that it was time for them to perform as the leader of the local garrison.

Now that such a big thing has happened, they have to visit Wu Ming with reason, and then follow the arrangement of the plot that the generals of Liangshan will put the responsibility on their heads.

said that Wu Ming's assassination was all caused by the poor protection of Wu Ming by the Seed Army, and they naturally would not carry this black cauldron.

This was followed by accusations and prevarication between the two sides. In the end, the quarrel broke up unhappily, and the generals of Liangshan threatened to take revenge on the family army.

carried Wu Ming's corpse out of the city overnight, and the seed army was afraid that it would really form a fight, which would be detrimental to the overall situation, so they decided to avoid the edge for the time being.

did not stay in the place of right and wrong for a long time, and withdrew from the city overnight. In this way, the first danger in front of the Western Xia coalition army.

And so it became an undefended city.

The plan went smoothly, and the soldiers patrolling outside the tent even heard a fierce quarrel coming from the tent.

The Western Xia Hosaku, who was mixed with the border guards, soon discovered the anomaly here, when he learned that the Song Dynasty's national division had been killed by cold arrows on the city walls.

After a fierce quarrel between the generals of the Liangshan family and the high-ranking members of the Chongjia Army, he was thinking about how to continue to fan the flames.

When a handful of salt was sprinkled in this hot oil, there was a gossip that the two sides might be in a hurry.

This gossip was also deliberately spread by the Seed Master Dao under the instruction of Wu Ming, and Wu Ming knew that the Seed Army might be a monolith.

Everyone is a fellow villager, and it is difficult to get into the fine work of Western Xia, but the defense army here is different.

The origin of the border guards is complicated, there are soldiers who have been sent by the imperial court, and there are displaced people who have no way to survive. There are also descendants of the Tangut and the Great Song Dynasty after intermarriage.

It's a mixed bag. Who knows how many of them are finely crafted. Wu Ming didn't have the time to screen them one by one, and he couldn't either.

He still understands the truth that when the water is clear, there are no fish, if he doesn't leave a few details of the Western Xia Kingdom in his army.

How to pass on this false information is a headache for Wu Ming. Now the most crucial battle is just around the corner.

As long as the Western Xia coalition army was destroyed in this battle, then the Western Xia Kingdom, the Tibetan Kingdom and the Uighur tribes would be greatly damaged.

There is no longer the ability to make trouble, and Wu Ming also knew through phone contact that the trainees of the reserve cadre training course led by Han Shizhong have arrived in Weicheng.

As long as the 500,000 Western Xia coalition troops can be successfully deceived into the city this time, then Gongsun Sheng and Qiao Daoqing's phantom trapping and killing array will be able to exert its due power.

The soldiers of the Song army no longer have to fight desperately, they only need to wait for Wu Ming to pit the 500,000 army, and then they can counterattack those three countries.

Those three countries have now reached the point where there are no soldiers available, and the shortcomings of the lack of famous generals in the Song Dynasty and the border guards have also been made up by Wu Ming.

Wu Ming believed that as long as the trainees of the more than 1,000 reserve cadre training courses he had trained were inserted into the ranks of the family army and the border guard army, they would become middle-level management cadres.

Then under the leadership of these systematically trained students, the Western Xia, Uighurs, and Tubo were referred to as RI Kexia.

That night, as rumored in the army, the generals of the Liangshan family carried a coffin out of the city with a coffin.

Then the border guards and the seed army began to withdraw outside the city at the same time, and the Western Xia army, which was mixed with the border guards on the way, pretended to have a stomachache.

Holding his stomach and leaving the troops, he hid in the weeds on the side of the road and waited for a long time, in the middle of the night.

After feeling that there was no movement around him anymore, he first cautiously poked his head out to look around, and when he saw that there was nothing wrong.

So he spread his feet and ran towards the Xixia military camp outside the city, and when the fine work ran away, a big mouse came out of the ground.

He looked at the figure in the distance, spat out his words, and said: "The above guess is really good, there is indeed a detailed work of the Western Xia Army here." ”

When he had said that, he went into the ground again, and in the underground cave there was a man with the eyes of a thief, and the great rat said to the man:

"Boss, it's time to get back to the top, the enemy has taken the bait." After layers of rapid transmission, Bai Suzhen delivered the information to Wu Ming's hands in a timely manner.

Wu Ming looked at the information in his hand, smiled and said: "This time it is stable, and the ancient Silk Road will also be surnamed Song from now on." ”

In the camp of the Western Xia Coalition Army, the tent of the Western Xia Army was brightly lit, and the candles with the thickness of the child's arm were lit for eight pairs.

Li Dongqing, the commander of the Western Xia army, and the commander of the Uighur army, Hui Quan, and the commander of the Tibetan army, Tulupi, were drinking to celebrate.

During the day, they didn't see Li Dongqing's magic arrow, they only knew that Li Dongqing had an arrow after the final withdrawal of troops.

It seems that the target of the arrow is still the big man of the Great Song Dynasty, and if you look at the dress, you can know that the unlucky level of the arrow is not low.

Turupi and Huishou were not fools, and they knew how important this arrow was to boost their morale in this area.

They finally decided to send their warriors tomorrow to assist the Western Xia army in attacking the city. After all, when the Song army had no morale.

If they don't take the opportunity to pick up the cheap, they really want to let the Western Xia army attack the city, and they are really embarrassed to divide the spoils without sending a single soldier.

After all, everyone is a coalition army, if the appearance is too ugly, it is really not good for future cooperation, there are so many prosperous cities behind the Great Song Dynasty.

On their part, they always have to mean something, even if they symbolically attack the city a few times, they can be counted as contributing, so that when they divide the spoils, they can be justified.

Just when the three of them were discussing how many people to send from all sides to attack the city, and the order of each siege, they ran in with a snort.

As soon as he entered the big tent, he didn't come and saw who was sitting in the tent, so he shouted directly: "Commander, great joy, great joy." ”

After speaking, he looked up, and when he saw the commander of the Tibetan army, Turupi, and the commander of the Uighur army, sitting on the left and right sides of his own commander, he would strive for.

His voice came to an abrupt end, and a look of poop appeared on his face.