The grassland under the night is as cold as ice, and the surroundings are pitch black, and at a glance, the end of the connection between heaven and earth melts into darkness, and there is no recourse.

This is the real darkness, there is no light in the vast earth and the vast night sky, the kind of darkness that makes people feel desperate, coupled with the cold and bone-chilling grassland night wind, it is like being in the cycle of hell, with no hope and no future in sight.

The five Tartar sentinels who had been captured alive were now in such a mood, amazed, desperate, and terrified.

After vaguely seeing the Han clothes worn by Xiao Fan and the others, they immediately understood that this was the enemy! How is it possible that the enemy unknowingly touched the edge of their camp after they broke through Kaiping Mansion? How can the Han people have such courage? In the past, the Ming army Yan King, Ning Wang, and Jin Wang, etc., who had been fighting with them for many years, had always been in a position to face each other head-on, sword to sword, when had there ever been such a sneaky move? What kind of tactics is this?

I wanted to shout a warning in the direction of the camp, but their hands and feet were tied, and their mouths were blocked.

Xiao Fan's head was dripping with urine, and he was in a terrible mood now.

He felt that his luck was really bad, the dignified commander of the Jinyi Guard, the uncle Chengyi of the first emperor's imperial seal, the brother-in-law of today's son, the chief general of the first army, was actually drenched in urine by the Mongolian Tartars, which is simply a great shame! So many soldiers have seen it, teach themselves where to put it in the future?

Anger rises from the heart, and evil grows to the guts.

Xiao Fan pushed everyone away, walked to the Tartar who had just peed on him, and immediately slapped him with a few big slaps, and with enough strength in his hand, the fan made the Tartar whine and scream, a big dark and bearded face quickly became swollen like a pig's head, and the corners of his nostrils and mouth were bleeding, Xiao Fan didn't care about it, and he was still angry after a few slaps, and he punched and kicked him violently, leaving no effort in his hands, and it was outrageously cruel.

The other four Tartars opened their frightened eyes and watched Xiao Fan beat and kick his companion like a madman, and the beaten companion turned from muffled to moaning after a while, and finally lay on the ground with no breath.

Cao Yi really couldn't look at it, so he grabbed Xiao Fan and said, "Forget it, if you beat him again, he'll die......"

Xiao Fan shook off Cao Yi's hand, then pulled Tartar's hair, forced him to open his eyes, and then pointed to the twenty terrifying and inexplicable soldiers behind him, he stared at his red eyes, and said viciously: "Do you see it?" See? ”

Tartar dying: "............"

Xiao Fan roared angrily: "...... There are more than 20 of us! There is wood! There is wood! ”

Tartar: "............"

“…… There are so many of us, you don't pee on their heads, you just pee on my head, do you think my head looks like a night pot? Bastard! ”

The generals are full of black lines: "............"

The beaten Tartar finally fainted. The unbearable pain in his life made him have to faint, he was actually more sad and angry than Xiao Fan, he could touch the enemy when he urinated, and he was beaten like this, who dared to be worse than him.

Satisfied, Xiao Fan turned his head suddenly, staring at the other four Tartars with a pair of red eyes, his eyes flashing with a murderous light.

The four Tartars trembled with fright, their faces turned white in an instant, their legs clamped hard, and they couldn't stop shaking...... Xiao Fan said viciously: "...... Do you want to pee too? ”

“…………”

"Come on, isolate them, and then ask for confessions separately, let them explain all the details of the layout of the camp, and those who dare to shout and shout, and those who are not truthful, will slash his neck with a knife!"

"Yes!"

In this grassland and hilly land dozens of miles away from the camp, it is called that the sky should not be, the earth is not spiritual, and there is a negative teaching material that has been beaten to the point of insincerity and benevolence in front of the coma, and the four Tartars finally despair.

The confession was asked very smoothly, and the four Tartars were taken far away, and they did not dare to make it up blindly after isolation, otherwise they would be ganged up as soon as they were compared, and the consequences would be very serious. So the Tartars were very cooperative, answering all questions, knowing everything, saying everything, and explaining heartily like pouring beans into the bamboo tube.

The layout of the Tartar camp was roughly the same as Cao Yi's conjecture.

There are sentinels outside the camp, patrolling and guarding within the range of twenty to thirty miles outside the camp, the front of the gate is arranged to explore the horse red, and the left and right sides are arranged to "shed off the red", that is, the patrol cavalry, and then there are left wings, right wings, left army, right army, the commander and the commander of the army have their own separate camp tents, the marshal tent is located in the most central position of the entire camp, and the marshal tent is naturally the Tartar commander Guilichi and the leader of the Asut tribe Arutai.

As with all armies, after the soldiers had gone to bed in their tents, it was forbidden for anyone to wander around the camp except for the patrolling guards, and those who violated them would be beheaded.

This brought great difficulty to Xiao Fan's plan.

"Even if you sneak into the camp, you can't move, what should I do?" Cao Yi said urgently.

Xiao Fan thought for a while and said, "If the dark doesn't work, follow him to the light, let's give him a beheading operation generously!" ”

Cao Yi was stunned and said, "What is a beheading operation?" ”

"If you compare an army to a person, who do you think should be the most important head in the army?"

Cao Yi suddenly said: "Is it the general of this army?" The so-called decapitation operation is to assassinate their generals? ”

Xiao Fan nodded and said: "Yes, the general is the brain and command center of an army, especially if the senior general is assassinated, this army will be in a chaotic situation without a leader, and their combat effectiveness and destructive power will be greatly reduced, and this chaotic situation is also conducive to our rapid concealment and escape after the success of the assassination operation." ”

After a few words, Cao Yi and the generals immediately understood, Cao Yi nodded and said: "Yes, for example, the Mongolian Tatars, their army is divided into centurions, thousands, and thousands, if their commanders or commanders are assassinated, the following hundred-man team and thousand-man team will be in a mess, so that the order goes out of many doors, and the action cannot be unified, so that we can only hide in a hidden place, or simply mix with those chaotic Tartars, and we will be safe and sound." ”

Xiao Fan smiled: "Yes, that's what it means." ”

Cao Yi scratched his head and said suspiciously: "Let's ...... Special forces, how do I feel like an assassin? ”

Xiao Fan said solemnly: "It's very different, the assassin is a loner and retreats with one blow, while we are a group cooperation, each with a division of labor......"

Cao Yi thought about it and suddenly said, "I understand!" It's like meeting a woman from a good family in the middle of the night, and a person goes up to destroy her, maybe this woman has a lot of strength, and it is very likely that she can't beat her, but if a group of people go up, two people press her hand, two people break her legs, and they come up together to turn her, and it is easy to succeed. ”

Xiao Fan hesitated: "This ...... The truth is true, but this metaphor ......"

"The metaphor is also apt, that's what it means." Cao Yi rubbed his big hands and said with a smile: "The special forces are to change the single annihilation to a group wheel, safe and comfortable!" ”

Xiao Fan: "............"

The silver sees the silver. Love can be understood however you want.

"How do we act?" Cao Yi was a little eager to try.

Xiao Fan said: "First ask the location of the tent where the Tartar commanders and ten thousand commanders live, since it is so difficult to sneak in, you simply wear the clothes of the Tartars and break in brightly, and shout in Mongolian while riding a horse, so that no one will suspect that you are the enemy, and you can go all the way to their tents." ”

"And then?"

Xiao Fan smiled, but a fierce light flashed in his eyes: "...... Then you go in groups of three or four, and quickly approach the commanders and captains, and treat them as women of good families. On the periphery of the camp, I will send the remaining nearly 3,000 soldiers to cooperate with your actions and properly create some chaos to cover you. ”

Cao Yi was silent for a while, and said, "I found out that you were all 'you' and 'your' just now, we all acted, what are you doing?" ”

Xiao Fan patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Revolutionary work does not distinguish between high and low, and it is also very important to control the wind, by the way, I will help you draw circles and curse the ghost power...... My master's ability to draw peach talismans by hand, I also learned a few points. ”

In the night, twenty soldiers had changed into tartar clothes and hats, and were ready to go on their horses.

At the same time, the remaining nearly 3,000 soldiers have also been assembled, the battle is about to begin, thousands of people in the silence and silence exude a faint murderous aura, although this battle is outnumbered, but it is to have a calculating and unintentional, victory and defeat, life and death, immediately see the difference.

The cold night wind blew through the grassland, cold to the bone, but they felt a stream of blood boiling in their chests, and a fire was burning.

Xiao Fan stood in front of Cao Yi's horse, and the two looked at each other quietly for a long time, and then Xiao Fan hugged his fist at him and said deeply: "Brother Cao, everything is please!" Take care, it's better to fail than to be alone. ”

Cao Yi helped the Mongolian felt hat on his head, laughed a few times heroically, slapped his chest with a flutter, and said loudly: "Killing the enemy and making meritorious contributions, sealing his wife and son, today is a good time!" Let's see how I make the camp of the Tartars restless! ”

Twenty soldiers shouted in unison: "Exactly! ”

Xiao Fan also smiled, and in the night, the crystal in his eyes flickered slightly.

"Come back alive, I'll give you the first credit!"

Cao Yi laughed, whipped the horsewhip in his hand, and shouted: "Go!" ”

The five soldiers behind him followed, and then rode their horses to the Tartar camp.

After about half a pillar of incense, five more soldiers urged the horses to move, and in this way, the twenty ancient special combat soldiers were divided into four groups and rushed to the Tartar camp.

Xiao Fan kept watching them quietly until the sound of horses' hooves had disappeared, then he turned around and said loudly to the remaining nearly 3,000 soldiers: "Now the 3,000 people are divided into three teams, and they will set off in half an hour, one of them will clear the sentinels on the periphery of the camp, one team will launch a feint attack on the east side of the camp, and one team will follow me to cover for the robe." ”

"Yes!" All the soldiers responded in unison.

At the beginning of the gambling game, the dice cup left his hand, and only to reveal the result, Xiao Fan had already placed a heavy bet, and the bet was the surname of him and the three thousand soldiers.

This is the first big gamble in his life, and if he wins, everything goes well, and if he loses, he may travel to another dynasty again.

Is it worth it?

It's too late to weigh up, the knife is out of the sheath, the arrow is off the string, and now it's about how to save your life, not whether it's worth it. Hundreds of thousands of border troops of the Ming Dynasty, fighting against the Northern Yuan for many years, they were born and died, blood stained yellow sand, who has ever thought about the question of whether it is worth it? The only thing that has been difficult for the ages is to die!

In the darkness of the night, the Tartar camp remained as calm as ever.

The tent of the 50,000-strong army stretched for more than ten miles, stretching to the extreme of the eye, as if connected to the end of the sky.

The wind is sudden, blowing the totem flag erected high in front of the big camp gate, the flag is embroidered with a hideous and vicious wolf head, swaying rapidly with the wind, as if alive, waiting to come out of the cage and choose people and love.

It was late at night, and the Tartars had already fallen asleep, and outside the tent came and went with torches, and rode silently, vigilantly watching all the movements around them.

There is a bit of solemnity in the calm, and a little solemnity in the silence.

Suddenly, there was a chaotic and hurried sound of horses' hooves in the distance, and the sound was getting closer and closer, breaking the silence of the night.

The sentry riders cruising outside the gate heard the sound of horses' hooves and became nervous, their vigilant eyes staring at the front of the gate, their bayonets and steel knives pointed slightly obliquely, ready to rush forward at any time, and two of them had already ridden up to meet them.

The sound of horses' hooves was chaotic, but scarce, and the tartar who had grown up on horseback soon heard that the group of knights numbered about four or five people, and it was very hurried, and soon, in a few breaths, they were not far from the front of the gate.

There were not many people, and the vigilant sentry finally relaxed their guard slightly, no enemy was so stupid that he dared to break into the camp of 50,000 troops alone with the courage of a few people, and the preliminary judgment should not be the Ming army.

The sentry stepped forward, drew his sword and shouted as he rode his horse, "Come and stay on the horse!" Who are you? ”

The visitor did not slow down at all, but quickly shouted in Mongolian: "Get out of the way!" We are the southeast-facing 'Aljinchi', and there is the leader of the emergency army! Ming Army! The Ming army has appeared! Get out of the way! ”

The tone of the person who came was anxious and fast, as if mixed with a little panic, and as soon as the words fell, the five-person sentry had already rushed to the front of the gate.

"What are you doing blocking the doorway? Get out of the way! We are the most valiant warriors under the tent of Kun Timur Khan, do you regard me as an enemy? Urgent military situation, I want to meet the leader of the ghost force! If you delay, you will be torn apart by the leader's five horses! "When people saw more and more rangers gathered in front of the gate, they couldn't help but be anxious and angry.

The nearly 1,000 people who were blocking in front of the gate suddenly hesitated, and one of the horsemen asked, "Which tribe are you from?" Who was sent to be a sentry horse? ”

The person who came was a bearded man wearing a felt hat and a beard so thick that his face was covered, he spat on the ground when he heard the words, and then raised his horsewhip and whipped it on the person who asked him, and then regardless of whether others were blocked in front of the gate, he urged the horse to run to the camp, and the four people behind him did not hesitate to ride their horses to follow, ignoring the stunned and angry shedding red, the bearded man ran out of the camp before he threw down a sentence.

"The military situation is so urgent, you are still stopping me Rory and verbose, I am a warrior under the command of the leader of the Arutai of the Asut Department, after this incident, if you are not convinced, come to me!"

When everyone heard that the matter was urgent, although it was impossible for all of the 50,000 troops to know each other, they were dressed in Mongol clothes and spoke Mongolian, and there were only a few of them, and it was unlikely that they would be enemies, so they let down their guard and watched as the five sentry horsemen quickly entered the camp and went away in the direction of the tent.

After the movement in front of the gate, many of the Tartars in the various tents in the camp had been woken up, and they all poked their heads out of the tents naked and inexplicably, asking each other the reason.

Not long after, there was another hurried and chaotic sound of horses' hooves in the distance outside the gate.

A panicked voice shouted, "Urgent military situation! There is a Ming army in the southeast! The Ming army has appeared! Get out of the way! I'm going to meet the Devil Leader! ”

This time, the fallen red men who were guarding in front of the gate did not stop them anymore, obediently got out of the way, and let the five horsemen rush into the camp quickly, all the way unimpeded.

Half a pillar of incense passed, another group of sentry horses galloped in, shouting in Mongolian about the urgent military situation. In a short period of time, a total of four sentry horses rode into the camp, and everyone's faces finally changed color, seeing that everyone was so panicked, it seems that the Ming army is really coming, and there must be a lot of people, a hard and bloody war is about to begin, and everyone's faces show a solemn look.

In front of the tent of the battalion, the leader of the Qierjisi tribe, Gui Lichi, had been awakened, and the five commanders around the tent and more than a dozen commanders also gathered outside the tent, listening to the sound of horses' hooves reporting the military situation getting closer and closer with confusion and worry.

The torches lit up the surroundings of the tent, reflecting the dark and cold face of the ghost power, and he stared at the front of the tent with an indifferent expression with his hands on his shoulders, without saying a word.

The commanders and commanders in front of him saw that the ghost Li Chi looked bad, and they didn't dare to speak out of their questions, so they had to look in front of the dark tent like him, and listen intently to the sound of horses' hooves getting closer and closer.

Finally, the five knights who reported the news galloped to the front of the tent, and before the horses stopped, the five of them flew off their horses together, and bowed down with their right hands: "Your Excellency, a large number of Ming troops have appeared in the southeast, they are numerous, and they are marching fast, and their scouts have engaged our sentinels......

Hearing this, the captains and commanders exploded with a bang, and their faces were in disbelief.

Ghost Lichi was taken aback: "Ming army? How can it be! It's only been a few days since I laid Kaiping? How could the Ming army come so soon? ”

As soon as the words fell, there was another rapid sound of horses' hooves, and Ghost Lichi's heart suddenly mentioned, and his two small eyes stared at the front.

"Report - Urgent military situation! A large number of Ming troops appeared in the southeast! When the man arrived at the tent, he shouted in a panic before he had time to salute.

Ghost Li Chi gritted his teeth, and as soon as he opened his mouth, there was another chaotic sound of horses' hooves.

There were a total of four sentry horses, and the report was all the same content: in the southeast, the Ming army appeared.

Ghost Li Chi was not in a hurry, he laughed a few times, and said, "What if the Ming army comes?" This is the steppe, the world of our Mongolians! The Ming army will not take advantage of the decisive battle with us at all! ”

While Ghost Lichi was speaking, the twenty sentinels who reported the military situation had already scattered in all directions, intentionally or unintentionally approaching the several commanders and commanders of thousands of men standing in front of the tent.

The bearded man who was the first to report the news stood still, standing in front of Ghost Lichi and bowing his head respectfully.

Ghost Li Chi didn't realize it, but just grinned a few times, and then said to the bearded man in front of him: "After you go to the tent, invite the leader of Arutai out to discuss the strategy of meeting the enemy, go quickly!" ”

The bearded man answered in a low voice, and walked past the ghost power and walked into the tent.

Ghost Li inadvertently glanced at his back, but he was suddenly stunned for a moment, and then pointed at the bearded man and shouted, "You stop!" ”

Everyone looked at him for some reason.

Ghost Li's red eyes gradually narrowed, and he pointed at the bearded man and asked gloomily, "Are you the sentry sent out by our battalion?" What tribe are you from? What is your name? Who is the leader? Say it! ”

The bearded man's body stiffened, his back to the ghost power, motionless, and he didn't say a word.

"Mongolian warriors grew up on horseback, and they can't put their legs together when they walk, which is a characteristic of our Mongolians, why do you have to walk with your legs so tight? Say it! Who the hell are you! ”

(To be continued)