Zhou Yin and Cheng Ying and other gentlemen are all rookies on the battlefield, and they have no battlefield experience at all.

Although they are military aristocratic families, they were born noble, and they have suffered from everything.

The air in the trenches was hot and muddy, and the ground was hard, tossing and turning at night, and sleeping restlessly.

If it weren't for the aimless crossbow firing from the bed, which posed a great threat, they would not have said anything longer.

When Ma Tan made up for sleep in the tent and came out comfortably, Zhou Yin, Cheng Ying and others, who slept very late, sneezed again and again and woke up trembling.

Ma Tan was not in a hurry to greet everyone, and first looked cautiously towards the city.

The Liyang army in the city seems to be changing its guards, and the banners are changing back and forth.

There was still some smoke wafting up and down the city tower, and it was thought that the soldiers of the Liyang Army were having breakfast.

Ma Zhong looked at it once, and there was nothing too abnormal, so he greeted cautiously, "Grand Dudu?" The Grand Governor? ”

Zhou Yin heard Ma Yan's voice, and then said in a thick nasal voice in a daze, "Here, military advisor, why did you get out?" How's it going on the outside? ”

"It's okay...... Hey? ”

Hearing something strange in Ma Yan's words, Zhou Yin's heart tightened, and he hurriedly asked, "Strategist, what's wrong?" Is there something wrong? ”

Ma Tan squinted into the distance, where an agile figure was watching the movements of the Liyang army in front of the moat, waving various flags from time to time to convey information to the back.

The actions of this Fengzi battalion scout immediately attracted the attention of the Liyang army on the city wall.

First, a flurry of arrows was fired.

As a result, before they could shoot, they lost their momentum and fell to the ground one after another.

The scout had apparently estimated the distance, and even ran triumphantly, drew an arrow from the ground, held it in his hand, and turned back to show off his might.

There was a burst of cheers immediately in the camp on Ma Tan's side, but I didn't know which part of the soldiers and horses it was.

Ma Tan was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he saw this, when he heard two hard movements coming from the wall, "Bang"! "Bang"!

Ma Tan's scalp exploded.

Isn't this the movement of the bed crossbow?

Sure enough, two hurried arrows were fired at the scout.

The scout was so frightened that he fell to the ground and did not dare to move, and before anyone could think of anything, the arrow was shot out of the way, and slammed into the ground.

The scout had survived the catastrophe and was about to flee quickly.

Unexpectedly, the two bed crossbows had been wound up rapidly, and two giant arrows of more than a foot in length were moving with the scout's run.

Where did the scout dare to mess around, but there was nothing to cover the front line, so he could only draw his knife and open his eyes, pointing at the city tower and scolding, while waiting for death to come.

Seeing that guy was so bold, Ma Jian couldn't help but mutter, "This guy ...... It can't be a public enemy......"

The more I thought about it, the more I felt like it in my eyes.

It's just that the distance is too far to see clearly.

Ma Jian knew in his heart, if he was a public enemy, he would not be surprised.

Gong Qiu Hu was ordered by Ma Zhong to train the scouts of the Fengzi Battalion, but unfortunately although Gong Qiu Hu himself was excellent in martial arts and brave and brave, the soldiers trained by his men were not always the same.

Ma Zhong had already reprimanded him last time, and even the old men of the prodigal army like Cen Wolf looked down on the Fengzi Battalion under the Gong Qiu Hu.

Back then, the Wind Word Camp in the hands of the White Devil Mengguo was like a sharp thin knife, although it was fragile, it could always slash the enemy's sensitive nerves quickly and sharply, inflicting a great blow on the opponent.

When Mengguo's Fengzi battalion fights, it suffers huge damage every time, but it can also inflict huge damage on the opponent.

When Meng Guo was still alive, although the Fengzi Battalion was not as fierce as the Huozi Battalion, nor as heavy as the Linzi Battalion, it was also a force that the Wandering Army could rely on.

But now the wind word camp in the hands of the public enemy tiger ......

When the soldiers discussed the siege of the city before, they didn't treat the Fengzi battalion as a soldier anymore!

You must know that even the mountain-shaped battalion, which has always been the weakest in the "Wind Forest Volcano", has been evaluated by the military candidates as "enough to take charge on its own" in the military discussion.

Bailichuan is even more eager to try and show his skills.

The Shanzi Battalion can get such respect, and it is not a hard battle to survive.

Especially under the leadership of Ma Zhong, this army has experienced too many battles that need to be overcome by the weak.

The defeat of the Fengzi Battalion in the hands of the public enemy tiger is really enough to embarrass the public enemy.

A few days ago, Cen Wolf also said intentionally or unintentionally that there was a military candidate named Meng Ze in Pan Zhang's Wumeng Lieutenant Camp, and the Shanzi Battalion had been rebuilt, which was very charming to Mengguo back then.

Gong Qiu Hu has long been holding back his strength to mention the morale of the Fengzi battalion in the next battle.

After the night attack of the bed crossbow, forcing the city to find out the enemy's intelligence, there is nothing more suitable for the Fengzi battalion.

Ma Jian panicked in his heart, and said to Zhou Yin, who climbed out of the trench to observe, "Oops, that scout is very likely to be the military candidate of the Fengzi Battalion!" ”

Zhou Yin was shocked when he heard this, "Lao Tzu has just taken charge of the trouble-relieving army, if you want to fold a soldier in my hands, how can Lao Tzu serve the public?" ”

Zhou Yin secretly scolded himself for being unlucky, and hurriedly shouted, "Don't let people hurry up and snatch the public enemy tiger back!" ”

Ma Jian also thought, hang a military waiting before the battle is fought, is this worth it?

However, the bed crossbow attack came too suddenly last night, and the soldiers of the Nanban battalion all hid in the nearest trench according to the familiar routines of the drill.

Except for a small number of soldiers on duty to observe the situation, the others fell asleep unconcernedly.

At this time, although they have woken up one after another, they have not yet formed any organization.

caught up with the change of generals in the battle, and now he directly commands the Nanban Battalion, and has become the inexplicable and wonderful Metropolitan Governor Zhou Yin.

For a while, in the face of Ma Tan's shouting and shouting, the Nanban Battalion had no way to make a proper response.

Just when Ma Jian was anxious, the two bed crossbows were mercilessly stimulated!

The public enemy tiger calculates the range, knows that it will be difficult to escape, and simply does not dodge or dodge, and intends to leave a good name when he dies.

Unexpectedly, the two giant arrows seemed to have been discussed, and they both grazed the side of the public enemy tiger and shot a deviation.

The public enemy tiger was stunned and laughed wildly.

Zhang Wei, the soldier who changed guards on the city tower, was originally nervously arranging his soldiers and horses, and when he saw the crossbowman on the bed on the city tower wiping his sweat and loading one after another, he immediately frowned slightly.

He came over and asked, "What's going on?" ”

As he spoke, he looked out of the city.

I happened to see the public enemy tiger vigorously pull out a bed crossbow giant arrow, holding it in his hand to show off his might.

Zhang Wei frowned, "Huh? ”

The soldier who controlled the bed crossbow didn't dare to breathe, and hurriedly recalibrated and commanded to aim at the public enemy, and then shouted, "Release!" ”

With the pull of the trigger, two sharp arrows shot out like lightning, heading towards the public enemy.