The night was deep, the big tent of the Shuidong Zhongjun was brightly lit, Yang Xiaotian was wearing autumn clothes, sitting quietly at the table, looking at the paper map on the table. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

More than an hour ago, he had fallen asleep in loose clothes, but the inexplicable uneasiness in his heart made him unable to calm down, tossing and turning and unable to sleep. Restlessness, intense restlessness, this is the innate instinct of animals before danger becomes. The armament of the battalion is ready, and there is nothing missing in the imagination. He knew that Lu Xun would still come to rob the camp tonight, and at the same time, he also knew that she would still return again.

The question is why? Intense uneasiness comes from the fear of the unknown. Yang Xiaotian dared to break the balance of Yizhou for hundreds of years and provoke a full-scale war between the three major families, and the person he relied on, in addition to knowing that Li Shan's life was not long in coming, was his own understanding of Lu Xun. This child grew up under his "surveillance", and after countless secret experiments, Lu Xun's every move, his thoughts and decisions, he could guess in advance.

Lu Xun is smart, Yang Xiaotian understands this in his heart, but being smart is useless, it is precisely because of this understanding that Yang Xiaotian will let her grow, and never thought of snuffing her out in the cradle. But at this moment, at the critical juncture of the First World War, which was crucial to the situation in Yibei, Yang Xiaotian suddenly found that he couldn't see through her.

Why? Why did she choose this almost "stupid" way of attacking? What exactly was she thinking? Yang Xiaotian didn't know anything about this, and he couldn't help but think of Mo Yan's words before leaving.

People change! He was in this awkward situation at the moment. And Mo Yan is also one of his uneasy factors. It has been many days since he led the army away, and judging from the itinerary, he should have arrived in Iwacheng a long time ago, but why did he not even have a letter from Iwacheng for so many days? What exactly is wrong with your own rear?

The more he thought about it, the more questions came up, Yang Xiaotian pinched his swollen skull with a little pain, he stood up, and wanted to go out of the tent, maybe a cold wind could make him sober up. As soon as he lifted the curtain of the tent, the guard standing outside the tent turned around, saluted and said loudly: "Heavenly King, the Shuibei Army has come to rob the village again, it is dangerous outside, and please return to the tent." ”

"It's okay, it's already prepared in advance, just let them come."

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"Haha, I can't imagine it, tonight I will personally sit in the front camp, little girl, but I have to fight again?" Xu Liang immediately stood behind the gate of the big camp, staring at the Lu family Praetorian Guards who rushed in a hurry.

The temple guard who followed behind Hanshuang immediately frowned, drove his horse forward and said, "Protector, this fang is unreasonable, wait for his subordinates to behead him under the horse!" ”

"What do you do?" Hanshuang couldn't help but laugh and said: "Do a good job, don't delay the trust of the Holy Queen." ”

"Yes."

Three thousand torrents rushed forward, Xu Liang raised the big knife, and shouted: "Ben will be here, you don't want to pass!" ”

This voice was full of anger, but the enemy in front of him didn't seem to pay attention to it at all, and the momentum continued unabated. Xu Liang was furious, and raised his knife towards Hanshuang who was approaching him. The massive blade sliced a graceful trajectory through the air, eventually falling into the palm of Frost's hand.

"Get out of the way, don't get in the way, I don't have time to play with you today." After pinching the blade with his five fingers, with a little force, he raised the big knife and Xu Liang above his head, like throwing a rag, and threw it towards the back lightly.

She left her hand, but the temple guard behind her didn't intend to let Xu Liang go, and on the way to the Pegasus gallop, he raised his leg slightly without a trace, and kicked Xu Liang's ass at a speed invisible to the naked eye, kicking him more than three feet away, rolling on the ground twice like a ball of meat, twisting his neck, and fainting.

"Stop them!" Although the defeat of the main general slightly affected the morale of the Shuidong army, after all, the experience was there, and no one thought that the enemy army would continue to raid the rear without fear of death, and retreat as soon as it was touched, wasn't it like this in the previous days? Of course, they will not sit back and wait for the enemy to retreat voluntarily, and they still have to show what they should do.

With the order of the vanguard lieutenant general, the gun array quickly assembled and slowly approached the enemy.

A hurried sound of horses' hooves came, and thousands of cavalry suddenly came out on both sides, holding crossbows, and rushed forward to shoot indiscriminately, Wang Jie took the lead in the battle, and shouted loudly: "Madame follow, I'll open the way!" ”

After all, the 150,000-strong army was not a paper paste, the Chinese army was not in chaos, and the Shuidong Army quickly organized a strong resistance, and the initial easy surprise attack gradually became difficult. Wang Jie and Ma Rulong fought hard, and it was difficult to advance half a step after rushing to Jiuzhai.

Hanshuang glanced back at the temple guards who were following behind her, and shouted loudly: "Even if all of them die in battle today, they must complete the trust of the Holy Queen, have you heard it!" ”

"Kill, kill, kill!" shouted one after another, completely arousing the killing intent in the hearts of the guards. Three thousand horsemen, like three thousand fierce tigers, launched a charge to the ground formation without fear of death.

After the real fight, Shui Dongjun realized that he was wrong. These ridiculously strong enemies are not at all something they can deal with, even if they are just an inconspicuous pawn, they can kill their own leading generals in one move, and the rout is instantaneous. Hanshuang tore a hole in it, and without making any stops, he continued to surprise with the Guards battalion.

The Shuidong army was careless, they didn't think that the other party didn't leave a way to retreat for themselves, and after falling into the encirclement, they still ran on a rampage, and when they remembered to suppress it with bows and arrows, the two sides had already been mixed together, and no order was issued, and no one dared to shoot sharp arrows at those robes who were fighting with the enemy.

Shizhai... Twelve villages. . . Fourteen villages. After losing more than 200 people, the Guards Battalion finally succeeded in breaking through to the 16th Battalion designated by Lu Xun.

Kicking away the inconspicuous cyan bricks that blended with the soil next to the tent, Frost took the lead and brought the torches up first, and then the guards did the same, lit the fuses around them one by one, and continued to push forward without stopping.

"Hiss" was accompanied by a slight and lengthy fuse burning sound, and the cannonballs buried in the ground instantly exploded into the dust, and the tents and canvases adjacent to the fuses were soaked in fire oil for a long time, and a thin layer of grease was attached to them, which instantly ignited after being subjected to high temperatures. Under the blowing of the cold wind, the fire spread rapidly.

The camp of the Chinese army is boiling!

It's messed up, it's completely messed up! Looking at the soldiers in front of him who were fleeing for their lives like headless flies, Yang Xiaotian stood for a long time, and he didn't even react when Hanshuang led people to speed past him. It wasn't until a temple guard who didn't have long eyes suddenly rode his horse back and ran back, and after a fire ignited the big tent of the Chinese army behind him, Yang Xiaotian came back to his senses and shouted: "Stop them!" Come! Come! ”

He shouted heartbreakingly, but the scene of the past was gone, and the fire completely burned the fighting spirit of the Shuidong Army to ashes, and the soldiers had only one thing left in their hearts, fleeing for their lives.

A black-faced army general ran from afar in embarrassment, pulled Yang Xiaotian and said loudly: "The Heavenly King quickly changes his clothes, changes into the military armor of ordinary soldiers, and the last general will escort you to escape from here!" ”

Yang Xiao looked at him blankly. "No, I'm not leaving! Quick, gather your soldiers, and we'll kill them!" ”

The general shook his head and said in a loud voice. "Heavenly King! We have no way back! The sixteen walled gates were all attacked by enemy troops, and the city was besieged on all sides, and there was no way to avoid it. The soldiers' fighting spirit has been lost, and they have no power to return to heaven. ”

Defeated? An army of 150,000 is over like this? Yang Xiaotian was stunned in place, muttering to himself, with a lonely look on his face.

For the ordinary soldiers of the Shuidong Army, defeat is secondary, and there is no way to escape is the key to the problem. There is a big difference between being fearless of death on the battlefield and being unilaterally slaughtered after losing command and losing the fighting spirit. All the gates are attacked by enemy troops, and now the victory and defeat have been divided, but after all, it is still in the battle stage, and the Shuibei Army will never accept surrender in wartime, and the only direction that can run is only the main gate of Dazhai.

More and more defeated troops gradually gathered towards the Shuibei camp, in a vain attempt to find a way out, but the winning side collided with the 5,000 crossbowmen who were waiting for them.

"I'm waiting to surrender, begging the general to let me wait for a way out, let me wait to enter the camp to save my life."

Wailing, the cry suddenly sounded, Lu Xun stood at the entrance of the camp with a calm face, looking at the defeated army and not knowing what to think.

"Governor, now the fierce battle is in full swing, my army is outside, the camp is only 5,000 people, these defeated troops at a glance, there are no less than 30,000 people, and there are still people coming one after another, the gap in military strength is too great, in case of life change, the consequences are unimaginable! It is better to drive them back, and it is not too late for the army to return and be surrendered. Those who refuse to leave can be shot on the spot! ”

Kill? Or not to kill? Lu Xun didn't dwell on it for too long. She raised her hand and gently stroked her flat lower abdomen, a touch of love flashed on her cold face, and she turned around and walked towards the big tent. "After seizing the weapons, let them in, and divide three thousand men to watch over them, and if there is no change, do not kill them without permission!"

Enough people have been killed tonight. (To be continued.) )