Outside Shouchun City, Yang Feng led 10,000 soldiers of the Yuan army and galloped towards Zhao Fei's catapult camp. Yang Feng took the lead and rode at the forefront, and behind him, this was the 10,000 soldiers of Yuan's army.

Looking at the Cao military camp that was getting closer and closer, Yang Feng had no confidence at all in his heart. If Yuan Shufei hadn't forced himself to come to this battle, he wouldn't have come here for anything. Cao Jun's prestige, I'm afraid no one in the world will not know. His camp was so easy to attack.

And even if it's a sneak attack, you have to take advantage of the night. What's going on now, just so blatantly galloping towards the Cao Jun camp, could it be that all the people in the Cao Jun camp are fools, and they can't see their 10,000 troops.

If that's the case, why do so much. Relying on his own army of 10,000 alone, he can kill Cao Jun. As for the previous defeat, it was so dismal. Yang Feng thought angrily in his heart, the more he thought like this, the less confident he was in his heart.

However, Yuan Shu can't be blamed for this. These 100 catapults are like a sharp sword hanging high above the neck. As long as it gently slid down an inch of distance, Yuan Shu's life would be over.

In such a situation, who would be able to endure to attack the camp until midnight. And Cao Jun must be aware of the importance of these siege equipment, Cao Jun will definitely be very tightly protected, even if it is a night attack, I am afraid that it will not take any advantage. If you don't take a risk at this time, see if you can defeat Cao's siege equipment.

However, Yuan Shu's idea naturally could not be realized, after all, the reason why Zhao Fei did this was to use the catapult as bait to tempt Yuan Shu to go out of the city and fight with him. Although Cao Jun was not afraid of siege warfare, there was nothing more comfortable than working in a different place in the wilderness.

Looking at the soldiers of the Yuan army who were getting closer and closer, Zhao Fei narrowed his eyes slightly. In this battle, he must win with one blow and eat the 10,000 soldiers of Yuan Jun. Those who can be attacked by Yuan Shu are definitely the elite of Yuan Jun, otherwise it will be difficult to take on this heavy responsibility. So eating these 10,000 people will definitely be a big blow to Yuan Jun.

Regarding the result of this battle, Zhao Fei might as well have it in his heart. In the camp of the catapults, Zhao Fei arranged 1,500 wolves to guard it, and on the flanks, Zhao Fei asked the white horse Yicong and the tiger and leopard to ride two elite cavalry flanks. As long as Yuan Jun entered the pocket that Zhao Fei had prepared for him, they would be unable to fly.

Whether it is the wolf pack of white horses or tiger and leopard cavalry, they are not very suitable for siege warfare, the latter two are cavalry, and the former is Zhao Fei can not withstand losses. The wolf pack soldiers are all elites of a hundred battles, each of them is a complete baby bump, and the loss of one of them makes Zhao Fei feel distressed.

On the battlefield of the plains, the wolf pack soldiers of the Cao army can defeat a hundred. A thousand people can face tens of thousands of troops without changing their faces. And siege warfare can't do this, no matter how powerful you are, a stone can still kill you, so flying as a last resort, Zhao Fei will never let the wolves participate in the siege battle.

In the camp where Cao Jun's catapult was located, the painting style was looking at the soldiers of the Yuan army who were getting closer and closer with excitement. Thinking that it won't be long before he can let go of his hands and fight, the painting style showed a very bloodthirsty smile.

And Zeng Pei, who was beside him, looked at the painting style and shook his head helplessly. The painting style is a complete militant, he seems to be a natural battle maniac. Others may avoid war when they encounter it, and if he sees it, he has to go up and mix it up to enjoy it.

However, it is precisely because of this leadership that the wolves can create that great reputation. Thinking back to what the adults said when they formed a wolf pack, Zeng Pei couldn't help but laugh.

"I laughed until I could understand it, when did Fan Yong become as bloodthirsty as me?" The painting style suddenly spoke. Obviously, Zeng Pei's slight smile did not escape Zeng's painting style.

"I'm just laughing at you!" Zeng Pei looked at the painting style, and then said coldly.

The painting style was full of doubts, and then asked, "What is funny about me?" Did I do something? ”

"I'm just laughing at you, after fighting for so long, you're still so anxious in your bones. There are no less than 10,000 Yuan troops in this wave, and sooner or later they will be killed for you, why are you in a hurry! Zeng Pei smiled and said to his old buddy very calmly.

Hearing Zeng Pei's words, the painting style raised his head slightly, and then said: "How can you not be in a hurry, whether it is Zilong's white horse Yicong, or Zihe's tiger and leopard riding, they are all good at killing the enemy, if I am not in a hurry, it would be good if these ten thousand people could leave some soup for themselves." ”

Hearing this, Zeng Pei didn't know what to say. The style of painting is not bad at all.,It's really hard to say how this battle is.。 Whether it is a white horse or a tiger and leopard rider, they are all elites who are not inferior to the wolves, and playing against these two teams, Zeng Pei has no bottom in his heart.

"And I made a bet with Zilong and Zihe that if that team kills the most enemies, the other two will invite the person with the most to eat and drink, and they will eat for a month. I don't think I want to be that wronged person, how comfortable it is to have someone to eat and drink deliciously! The painting style smiled, and then his face was a little strange.

And after Zeng Pei heard the words of the painting style, he was suddenly extremely helpless. The style of painting is the style of painting, and you can't forget to play treasure at any time.

"Okay, Yuan Jun is here, this battle is not just a few months' food money, but also the face of my wolves. We are the first elite of Cao's army, and we definitely cannot lose to the White Horse Yicong and the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry. Zeng Pei pulled a handful of painting style and said. And after he finished speaking, his expression began to become solemn.

Hearing Zeng Pei's words, the painting style also put away the cynical expression just now. In this battle, we must fight for the first place no matter what, and let them see who is the most elite soldier of the Cao army.

And similar thoughts also arose in Cao Chun's mind, after all, his tiger and leopard riding was established very late, and there is still no wolf pack and white horse Yicong as shining. Therefore, today he wants everyone to prove that his tiger and leopard ride can completely call the wolves and white horses righteous.

And the only one who said it was nothing, that was Zhao Yun. He doesn't care about this so-called No. 1 at all, all he wants is to fight this battle well and play a beautiful record.

At this time, Yang Feng didn't know that he, a 10,000-strong soldier, had been targeted by the three elites of the Cao army. Of course, what he didn't know was that now that he had entered the pocket that Zhao Fei had carefully compiled for him, whether he could escape or not could only depend on whether God would give him a chance.

The Yuan army led by Yang Feng had already reached the designated attack position, and the painting style pulled out the treasure knife in his waist, and the blade pointed at Yuan Jun, who was not far away from him, and shouted: "Wolf cubs, so much meat has been delivered to our mouths, eat them fiercely for me!" ”

The words of the painting style shook the sky, and the fifteen hundred wolf soldiers really listened to it. They clutched the weapons in their hands and roared and attacked Yuan's army.

Cao Jun's reflection on this side startled Yang Feng, and Yang Feng also heard the shouting sentence just now. With the sound of the wolf cub, Yang Feng immediately thought of a unit of the Cao army. And soon, looking at the roaring Cao Jun rushing towards him, Yang Feng's thoughts became more accurate.

According to visual observation, Cao's army was only more than 1,000 people, while his own side exceeded 10,000. Attacking 10,000 elites with a thousand divisions, if this is not a wolf pack, who else can it be.

The wolf pack has debuted so far, but it has become famous. There are countless examples of how less is more. So seeing the wolves roaring and rushing towards him, Yang Feng felt a little trembling in his heart.

However, thinking that there were still 10,000 troops behind him, Yang Feng had some confidence. Even though the wolves are very strong, the Yuan army behind him is also a very elite army, even if he can't beat the wolves, he can still have a fight.

"Kill!" The painting style roared angrily, and then took the lead, splitting Huashan with one force, and when he came up, he split a Yuan soldier into two ends. This shocking aspect suddenly boosted the morale of the wolf pack.

Contrary to the wolves, Yuan Jun saw such a shocking picture, and his heart trembled. The bloody scene stimulated Yuan Jun's soldiers fiercely, making them a little timid when facing the style of painting.

Zeng Pei, who was on the side of the painting style, pouted, he couldn't imagine that the painting style was actually suffocated like this, and there was such an exciting picture when he came up. But such an exciting scene is quite inspiring.

With the bloody and exciting opening of the painting style, a tragic battle began, the wolves are the wolves, and after seeing the blood, all the soldiers of the wolves seem to be radiant. They are bloodthirsty wolves, cutting down the soldiers of the Yuan army to the ground.

Not far away, the tiger and leopard rode in ambush, Cao Chun looked at the wolves who were killing in all directions, not to mention how uncomfortable it was. Watching the wolves fighting the heroes, this feels extremely uncomfortable, according to the development of this situation, I am afraid that it will not be long before these ten thousand Yuan troops will be eaten by the wolves, and there will be no bones left for themselves.

However, even if Cao Chun was in a hurry, he could only watch the wolves here. As the so-called military order is like a mountain, his own order is to create a siege, destroy any Yuan army that wants to escape, and give Yuan Jun no hope.

In the midst of Cao Chun's great anticipation, the soldiers of the Yuan army finally couldn't withstand the powerful attack of the wolves. Under the powerful attack power of the wolves, Yuan Jun finally couldn't resist it. They began a slow retreat.

On the city wall, seeing that the 10,000 troops of the Yuan army were actually defeated and retreated by the 1,000 men and horses of the Cao army, Yuan Shu's mood was extremely angry. But anger is anger, but Yuan Shu has no way.

"General, retreat, the enemy is attacking fiercely, and we really can't resist it." Beside Yang Feng, a guard hurriedly said. Yang Feng actually had the intention of retreating, and when he heard the guards say this, he gritted his teeth and said, "Retreat!" ”

With Yang Feng's withdrawal, Yuan's army was suddenly defeated and quickly retreated. And at this time, Cao Chun, who had been waiting for a long time, finally waited for the opportunity, he raised his spear, pointed directly at the rout of Yuan's army, and then shouted: "Soldiers, the scenery can't be robbed by the wolves, you are also the elite of the Cao army, kill the enemy with me!" ”