"I just think you're taking a lot of risk! I don't worry if you go in person! Otherwise, let me lead the team! You answer me! "Third Uncle Zhuge really doesn't worry about Young Master Zhuge going on an adventure. After all, he's just a seven-year-old.

"Do you know martial arts?"

"Uh~No!"

"Isn't that it?" Young Master Zhuge rolled his eyes, and said to Zhuge Jun with a smile: "Third Uncle, I know that you don't worry about Zhan'er, but don't forget that I am Zhuge Zhan, a little prodigy who can kill more than a dozen Black Panther Camp killers by himself!" ”

Zhuge Jun was stunned for a moment, leaned over and gently hugged Young Master Zhuge Xiao's body, then kissed Young Master Zhuge on the forehead, straightened the armor on Young Master Zhuge for him, smiled reluctantly and said, "That's right!" Our Zhan'er is the most amazing! The third uncle asked you to go, but you have to promise the third uncle that if you can't do anything, you must get out quickly, and you are not allowed to be strong! Remember? ”

Listening to Third Uncle Zhuge whispering, Young Master Zhuge was a little moist in his eyes. Although he is not the real Zhuge Young Master, he has been with the Zhuge family for seven years, and this kind of family affection that is thicker than water has already connected him and the Zhuge family closely. He is Zhuge Zhan, the eldest young master of the Zhuge family, and he will always be!

In winter, the days are short and the nights are long, and they do not change because of the change of times. Young Master Zhuge and Zhao Tong quietly approached the camp of the commander of the Cao army with more than thirty dead soldiers under the cover of night.

Although most of the ships and soldiers of Cao's naval division were stationed on the north bank of the Yangtze River, there was a naval division Dazhai that was as strict and solemn as the Jiangdong naval division. However, their naval commanders, Cai Mao and Zhang Yun, did not set up their headquarters on the water. Unlike Zhou Yu and Zhou Dudu, who are young and vigorous and have workaholic characteristics, Cai Mao and Zhang Yun are both nearly half a hundred years old at this time, and their years of comfortable life have made them no longer as accustomed to the hardships of a horse life as they were when they were young. At this time, they are more willing to enjoy a comfortable and comfortable life. Therefore, they set up their naval commander's tent on a post more than a mile away from the Jiangbei Naval Division camp far from the front line, where more than 3,000 sailors and soldiers of the Cao Army were stationed. Compared to the cold and windy river, it is more comfortable and stable. Although our Cao Cheng is very dissatisfied with his old past, the bureaucratic style of his subordinates today who does not share weal and woe with the soldiers. However, because it was really difficult to find generals in Cao's army who could fight water battles, he had to turn a blind eye to what the two did.

"Damn, my uncle and grandfather are really fucking going to enjoy it! actually indulged in drinking and prostitutes eating barbecue in the camp! That's too corrupt, isn't it? Hum! "Young Master Zhuge and his subordinates hid in a ditch not far from the Cao army's camp. The smell of barbecue wafting from Cao Ying's side intermittently made Zhuge Zhan and his subordinates salivate straight to their stomachs! Hum! When Lao Tzu is rich, he will do the same! Young Master Zhuge thought so.

"Little General, when are we going to do it?" Zhao Tong leaned over and asked. He was also cold and hungry at this time, and although he wore a lot of clothes, the cold wind still made him shiver all over.

"Second half of the night~" Young Master Zhuge replied.

"Nuo~" Zhao Tong did not question. Although Young Master Zhuge is only seven years old. However, his great achievements in Jiangdong had already spread among the Han army. This little prodigy who can kill more than a dozen Black Panther Battalion killers with his bare hands has long been regarded as an idol by many Han army soldiers. Everyone said that our little military advisor must be descended from the heavens. It was sent down by God to assist our lord in fighting the world. How else can we explain the incredible things? Although no one denies that this guy is only seven years old. But now, few people will see him as a child! Because...... What a fucking kid is as perverted as he is!

Zhao Tong, director of the Operations Department, is the eldest son of Liu Bei's henchman general Zhao Yun, who was born in the fifth year of Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty and is just twenty years old this year. Before joining the Renaissance Society, he had been working under his father. Although Zhao Yun is very trusted by Liu Bei, he is just a partial general at this time! The position placed in Zhao Tong is even lower. So this time, he was selected by Zhuge Uncle and nephew and decided to entrust him with the important task of director of the Action Department of the Fuxing Society, which was undoubtedly a big pie falling from the sky for Zhao Tong, and it happened to hit his head. Zhao Tong's gratitude to Zhuge uncle and nephew can be imagined.

The night was getting darker, there was no moon in the sky, and it was pitch black all around. After the hour, the noisy Cao Ying in the distance also began to gradually quiet down. Only the occasional sound of patrol soldiers commanding the password.

What Zhuge Zhan couldn't understand was why these guys were so loud for the password? Lao Tzu was still worried about how to make passwords! It's a lot easier.

"Listen, there are thirty of us, divided into five squads, six people each. The first, second, and third teams went with Director Zhao to arrest Cai Mao and Zhang Yun. The fourth and fifth teams were ambushed in the camp, waiting for Director Zhao's signal, and after receiving the signal, they immediately created chaos in the camp to cover Director Zhao's actions. The sixth team stayed with me outside the camp, ready to meet their retreat at any time. After meeting and then the whole army traveled fifty miles north from here, and the third uncle was there to meet us. Do you understand everything? Zhuge Zhan repeated the plan to his subordinates before taking action. Because he knew that even the slightest mistake in any link could lead to the failure of the operation and the annihilation of the entire army. So he had to be cautious about this.

"Nuo~" subordinates responded softly and neatly.

"Good! Let's go! ”

Zhuge Zhan did not go out in person this time, because he was too small, and his appearance in Cao Ying was easy to arouse the suspicion of the other party.

Zhao Tong led three squads to quietly approach Cao Ying. Their movements were fast, and they quickly detoured behind the Cao camp, and there were relatively few guards behind, and because it was the middle of the night, many of the soldiers who were on vigil unknowingly took a nap because they were too tired!

"Up~" Zhao Tongyi waved his hand, and the two subordinates behind him jumped up, "Poof!" "Poof!" The blade was inserted into his throat, and the two Cao Army sentries died before they could understand what was going on.

"Quick~" solved the sentries in the back camp, and the dead soldiers in the back, under the leadership of Zhao Tong, infiltrated the Cao camp softly and quickly. After entering the Cao camp, they followed the example of the Cao army and lined up in a neat queue and strode towards the front camp. When the lights in the camp lit them up, these guys were wearing the same clothes as all Cao Jun, and they walked at the same pace as Cao Jun's patrol soldiers. No one would have thought that they would be the meticulous work of the Han army. That's their plan!

"Password~" A group of patrolling soldiers approached.

"The prime minister is mighty~" Zhao Tong replied loudly. Then he asked back, "Password~"

"Ten thousand years of the Han Dynasty~" The patrolling soldier replied and passed by Zhao Tong's team.

Zhao Tongyi took his team seriously and mixed in among the thousands of Cao troops, constantly greeting the patrol teams coming and going, but he was stunned and was not discovered. Actually, it's no wonder! The wars of this era were mostly white-knuckle battles, and the mortality rate of front-line soldiers was high. This was even more true of the warlord melee at the end of the Han Dynasty! The wars are so frequent that people die every day, and new people are added every day. Plus the frequent change of guard and integration of troops. It's hard to find a familiar face in the military! It's no wonder that more than a dozen strangers mixed in, and no one in Cao Jun's soldiers noticed it.

"General, Cai Mao's handsome tent!" The subordinates whispered to Zhao Tong.

"See!" Zhao Tong followed the eyes of his subordinates and looked in the direction.

"General, there are too many guards around, what should I do?"

"Send a signal to the four or five squads!"

"No~"

A few minutes later, "It's on fire!" It's on fire~" There are fires everywhere in Cao's camp!