Night, night.

Looking up at the sky, the black clouds obscured the moonlight, adding a solemn color to the cold wind throughout the night.

Looking at the hiding place where Cao Cao led a hundred vanguards in the distance, Hong Ji couldn't help but recall the scene when Cao Cao bravely asked for his life to be a pioneer when the Shuai tent was discussed.

……

"The last general, please be the commander of this vanguard!"

"Why should Meng De take such a risk, if you want this credit, I will credit it to your name when I report it back."

is so heart-wrenching, I am afraid that only Hong Ji can say it as a matter of course.

Although the generals were very angry, Cao Cao, who heard this, was very moved. How can the most simple and direct proof that the relationship between the two is good? It is to recklessly hurt a lot of others for that person.

Hong Ji has no scruples, but Cao Cao is still quite sorry for his name, he had to be like this when he accepted Hong Ji's kindness and received the great merit of Bocai, and now that he has the opportunity to prove himself, of course he will not back down.

……

On the riverside of the Yellow Turban Camp, no one in the dazed Yellow Turban Army noticed that the riverside was full of dense pipes.

In a few moments, a tube floated under the shadow to a place of shadow, and a figure surfaced.

Cao Cao, who was carefully observing the movements of the yellow scarf, casually praised: "I don't think Brother Hong would be able to think of such an underwater breathing method, which makes this night attack a little less troublesome." ”

After carefully observing the movement, Cao Cao, who had a chest and abdomen, hooked his index finger three times. If everything were transparent, it would be found that there was a rope on his finger that was connected to the finger of Ling Yi.

Cao Cao and the assassination team, who had given the signal, came ashore within a minute and pounced on the backs of a patrol.

This group of yellow scarves had been disturbed by the noise for a long time, and they had already languished, and they did not survive for a minute when they were suddenly attacked, and died in the screams.

However, their screams did not attract any attention from the other patrol guards and sentries who did not see this direction.

Cao Cao and a few nearby soldiers took out the long cloth in their arms, simply covered the corpse, and then looked for a new target.

When Cao Cao was looking for prey, the sentry post on the high platform also looked in the direction of the original assassination, but the sleepiness and the noise coming from the cotton in his ears from time to time made him upset, and he didn't pay much attention after seeing no one, and turned his head away.

In just half an hour, the cautious Cao Cao frequently succeeded, and there were many protruding uneven "small mounds" around the camp

Xu Xian, who was standing at the entrance of the camp, suddenly noticed that the density of patrols seemed to have decreased, and there had been no team of guards passing by him for more than ten minutes.

"These little bunnies aren't going to sneak away somewhere to doze off again, are they?"

His first thought was not an enemy attack, but sleep, which was what he longed for the most. The scolding Xu Xian left the entrance of the camp and walked towards the shore.

Suddenly, he saw a small protrusion, revealing a look of confusion.

Coincidentally, a strong wind blew and blew out a nearby torch and blew up the yellow cloth covering the corpse.

Xu Xian's pupils widened, his heart beat faster, and he said loudly: "Enemy attack!" Enemy attack! ”

Panicking, he forgot the fact that everyone was temporarily deaf.

When he reacted, he hurried towards the notification office, where there were many guards on duty, who were responsible for quickly passing the news to each of the people in the tent.

Bang!

Running too fast, Xu Xian collided with a team of yellow turbans.

"You stinky pigs!"

Xu Xian, who got up from the ground, opened his mouth with a burst of abuse, and then stared at Cao Cao and the others.

How can there be a general who doesn't know his soldiers, Xu Xian saw that they were all fresh faces, and where he didn't understand that the pair of people in front of him was the result of the enemy's disguise, so he shouted for help at the moment, pulled his legs and ran, completely forgetting the fact that everyone who had just remembered that everyone had temporarily become deaf.

Burst!

Where did Xu Xian, who had severe insomnia, run past Cao Cao, who had added a buff of fame and fortune, and catching up with him in three or two steps was a knife.

After another half an hour, after cutting off all the sentry posts, he changed into his original costume and ordered someone to ascend the platform to release the signal.

Cao Cao, who felt that the overall situation had been decided, breathed a sigh of relief, and standing on the shore, he couldn't help but look back at the dark camp.

"Why is the camp so dark? Is it to save fuel, or is there no fear that there will be enemy attacks from elsewhere? ”

As soon as the seeds of doubt were planted in Cao Cao's heart, they took root and sprouted in Cao Cao's heart like a hormone.

Suddenly, he felt that a cold sweat had broken out on his back, "This sneak attack is too easy, right?" Although we are very cautious, we can't see a decent anti-sneak attack performance! I am ready to build a wooden bridge, and the time difference between the Yellow Turban and the Yellow Turban is so smooth. ”

The more Cao Cao thought about it, the more wrong it became, and he felt that the pitch-black camp was like a fierce beast that only chose people.

At this time, a person gently patted him on the shoulder, and he was so frightened that he immediately drew his sword and looked.

"The general is me!" With the release of the signal, Hong Ji had already ordered to stop the noise, and everyone took out the cotton in their ears one after another.

When Cao Cao saw the familiar face, he realized that he was a little nervous, and he put away his sword to observe the progress of the wooden bridge.

At this time, a huge raft with a width of 10 meters has been reasonably pushed halfway up the river by the soldiers, and when it is pushed to the bank of the river, the people here mention that a simple wooden bridge will be built.

"Night attack, Lao Tzu has never played such an interesting trick!"

With the order to attack Hongji, the new army trained by Yuan Shao and Cao Cao quickly crossed the river.

Since stealing the camp does not require too many men and horses, and the new army Hongji feels closer to him, he wants them to stand up and keep the men and horses of the Northern Army by his side.

Such favoritism made Lu Zhi and others dissatisfied, but also helpless. Although he can also directly change the credit book, there is no need to be so troublesome, but after all, he is still in charge of Jinwu, and the Northern Army is also his own people, but he doesn't get along with each other and has no feelings.

They are all their own soldiers, and Hong Ji is not easy to implement the trick against Cao Cao.

After nearly 10,000 new troops successfully crossed the river, although Cao Cao still had some doubts, he would not give up the imminent victory because of doubts, not to mention that the decision was not up to him.

"Kill!"

In an instant, the shouts of killing shook the sky, and nearly 10,000 new troops rushed to the pitch-black tent.

It's just that no matter how loud the shouting and killing outside is, Zhang Jiao and the others sitting in a simple camp tent don't react. But the lack of response does not mean that Zhang Jiao is not prepared, he is waiting for a signal, but this signal is definitely not in the form of sound.

Suddenly, a thin wire in front of Zhang Jiao, which was strung with a small piece of iron and didn't know where it was connected, shook violently, and he smiled: "The fish has taken the bait!" ”

The generals are also happy, and they admire Zhang Jiao even more.