Walking across the bridge deck that can barely accommodate three people walking side by side, it is conceivable how many soldiers from the southern Xinjiang can finally reach the north bank alive, not to mention that once they arrive on the north bank, they will immediately face a round of killing by the Shu Han cavalry.

It's a pity that this almost seamless-sounding plan is destined to only delay the northward march of the southern Xinjiang army, and cannot completely annihilate it on the banks of the Yeqi River, because the enemy that the Shu Han army is about to face is a group of undead monsters, not the same flesh and blood drive as them.

The art of resurrecting the soul by borrowing the corpse has become a well-known secret in the Shu army camp, and this secret southern Xinjiang demon art has been unveiled after the veil of mystery has been lifted, leaving people with only endless fear.

This is also the thing that makes Pang Tong and Zhongli find the most headache, even if they occupy the favorable terrain and put down an impregnable formation, the army's heart is shaken, which is still the biggest problem in front of these two strategists.

In just ten days, the number of deserters has reached 10%, which has never been the case since Liu He established the Tianji Battalion, and this number is still increasing.

However, Liu He asked Fajie to send an order from southern Xinjiang not to pursue all the fleeing soldiers and let them leave, and this almost laissez-faire attitude undoubtedly made the increasingly serious problem of deserters worse, even to the point of being out of control.

But as the saying goes, blessings and misfortunes lie in ambush and blessings are relied on, and after the gallless rats leave, what is left behind is the real bloody man.

So the problem of desertion, which was originally a taboo in the army, has become a round of screening of soldiers, and now the Shu Han soldiers who can stand on the south bank of the Yeqi River with weapons in their hands are not of a bad race, maybe some of them are born timid or have a gentle personality, but in the face of righteousness, they have made a choice not to violate their conscience.

The garrison at the south entrance of the ten bridges on the south bank of the Yeqi River also made Pang Tong and Zhong Lixun think a lot, although they had racked their brains to fortify, there were still a few places that made them feel at ease.

It's not that they can't control the situation of a big war, it's just that it's difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, and there are really not so many elite soldiers and strong generals under them.

In the face of the hundred famous generals who were about to be resurrected, Pang Tong and Zhong Lixun did not pretend to be arrogant, let alone stupid enough to send only two or three generals to guard a bridge, but in this way, Shu Han, who was already stretched thin in terms of talents, was even more at the end of his rope.

In desperation, they had to set up heavy troops at the south entrance of each bridge, but only a dozen generals were arranged to garrison every other bridge, which was also a way to no way.

If the battle situation is not so tight, you can still travel to support, but once you are bitten by the southern Xinjiang army, you can only give up the five bridges without defenders, and then you can only pin all your hopes on the defenders who garrison the large camp on the north bank.

The only good news is that the defenders on the north bank are the cavalry of the Tianji Battalion commanded by Han Yi himself, but Pang Tong and Zhong Lixun still have the most critical question they want to ask Liu He face to face, why did he order the construction of ten bridges when he knew that Shu Han's army could only hold five bridges at most?

Liu He finally rushed to the border from the hinterland of southern Xinjiang, but when the words came to his lips, Pang Tong and Zhong Lixun still couldn't say it.

From Liu He's face, they couldn't see the slightest fear, but they could see obvious fatigue, and he really couldn't bear to ask this kind of question to the exhausted Mr. Tianji again, which might not have an answer at all.

Everything is left to fate, Pang Tong and Zhong Lixun, who thought they had done their best, glanced at each other and tacitly understood each other.

Two days later, the southern Xinjiang army arrived at the border.

After learning the news that the Shu Han army had built ten bridges and sent heavy troops to defend the bridgehead, the queen of southern Xinjiang laughed loudly and said to her soldiers: "Pass my order, the army will attack in ten ways, and after breaking the defenders, they are not allowed to cross the river, but they will remain on the south bank and go to other roads to support, until all the ten bridges are conquered, and then cross the river together and attack the camp of the Shu army on the north bank!" ”

The soldiers of Southern Xinjiang took the order and left, and Cai Xi and Lu Bu on the side of the Queen of Southern Xinjiang glanced at each other, but they were speechless.

I have to admit that this beautiful woman who sits in the entire southern Xinjiang does have many brains that men don't have, so much so that Liu He spent several nights carefully designing a plan, which she saw through at a glance, and immediately arranged countermeasures.

The Queen of Southern Xinjiang looked at Lu Bu with a smile and said, "Lu Wenhou, I am looking forward to seeing your heroic appearance on the battlefield, so you will be the one who will fight this first battle, how about it?" ”

Lu Bu didn't say anything, he hugged his fists, walked out of the big tent, and when he got out of the tent, he spat on the ground fiercely, and scolded: "Stinky girl, if you want Lao Tzu to die, just say it, why go around such a big circle!" ”

The four guards guarding outside the tent were furious when they heard this, and they pulled out their sabers at their waists and pointed at Lu Bu.

Seeing this, the unarmed Lu Bu smiled, stretched out a hand, grabbed the long knife of one of them, and in the stunned eyes of everyone, twisted the iron-like treasure knife into a ball of scrap iron with his bare hands.

Entering the devastating realm of heaven at any time is the most terrifying thing about this cold-blooded god of war who has occupied the first place in the list for many years.

This ability is not completely arbitrary, the time limit is very short, but it is enough to kill people with one blow, after cutting off the heads of four southern Xinjiang guards one after another with a hand knife, Lu Bu shook off the blood on his hand, looked back at the royal tent that the queen of southern Xinjiang had just built, snorted coldly, and strode away.

Behind the blood-stained curtain of the tent, Cai Xi's eyes were cold and said, "Do you want me to kill him and discipline him?" ”

The queen of southern Xinjiang held a sachet full of spices and kneaded it slowly, and the fragrance that instantly oozes out and the smell of blood in the tent are intertwined, making the world's biggest killer leader also shudder.

But the woman with the foxy face seemed to like the smell very much, and sniffed vigorously with her eyes closed, making no secret of her greed for the thrill.

When he opened his eyes again, he had a bewitching face to the extreme, and said lazily: "Let him go, with this grievance, he can still sell more strength for us on the battlefield, and besides, this little thing doesn't need you to make a move." ”

The queen of southern Xinjiang suddenly turned around, leaned back in the chair, supported her chin with her hand, and gently touched her lips with her slender and slender fingers, like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old innocent girl, and said softly: "Do you say it, Cai Gongzi, the number one in the world?" ”

Twenty years ago, the man who was already ranked fourth in the world when he first came out of the rivers and lakes closed his eyes and was silent.