(Last night's opening ceremony was very cool, especially the ignition, very imaginative, seeing the old prince walking in the clouds, projected on the auspicious cloud pattern, it really makes people think of a lot of things, the only dissatisfaction is the theatrical performance, a program on 3000 people, this is a performance program or a group fight.) )

"Huh?"

Not only was Jing Kuan confused, but even the other generals didn't know why Gao Chongwen said that. Gao Chongwen didn't explain, and ordered the grain and grass to be piled up in the grain camp, and dragged Jingkuan to the big tent of the Chinese army. Of course, the order to eat only two meals today was also canceled.

On the morning of the same day, the guard of Gao Chongwen's camp was even looser, and the scouts sent by Xing Jun reported one after another, and Gao Chongwen's army sent out many squads, but they didn't know what to do. Xing Jun was puzzled by this, and the other generals couldn't say why, so they had to order the scouts to probe again.

When the scouts reported again in the afternoon, Xing Jun almost crooked his nose angrily, and the scouts reported that Gao Chongwen's dozens of squads had no special tactical intentions, but just went out to the towns and villages to buy grain and grass, because Gao Chongwen's army had run out of food, and why Gao Chongwen dared to force him into a village if he didn't continue to have grain and grass made Xing Jun even more angry.

The scout snorted:

"The small ones are mixed in the villagers, and they are close to Gao Chongwen's soldiers, and I heard them say that their commanders are not afraid of you at all. They said that Gao Chongwen got an official document from the Ministry of War, which said that you, general, general, ••••••"

"There's something, but it doesn't hurt to say it!"

"Yes, you are said to be a coward, general, you are as timid as a mouse, you bully the weak and fear the hard, and you have always followed others in battle to pick up the leftovers of others. As long as the shelf is sufficient, the general will definitely not dare to fight, so Gao Chongwen dared to force the city to go down, and he didn't even let the scouts go. These are all rumors from Gao Chongwen, but they don't do small things. ”

These words sound pure slander to Xing Jun, how can Gao Chongwen, a person who can't even write poetry, know what strategy? But in the ears of his subordinates, there is a little bit of truth, especially when it is confirmed by Xing Jun's performance yesterday, it is immediately conclusive, and there are immediately generals who can't help but turn their heads and ears. Xing Jun held back his breath and said:

"What else did you find?"

"Those northern soldiers are polite, and the grain they buy is all paid according to the market price, it is said that Gao Da is handsome, no, Gao Chongwen's military discipline is extremely strict, and a soldier broke the merchant's chopsticks and was killed."

"Did Ben tell you that?"

"Yes, so after buying the grain, Gao Chongwen's soldiers spent money to hire people to transport the grain back to the grain camp, and the small ones took the opportunity to mix in it and arrived at Gao Chongwen's grain camp."

"What, you arrived at Gao Chongwen's grain camp?"

Xing Jun almost bounced out of his chair, and the scout said:

"It's true, the small one has arrived at Gao Chongwen's grain camp."

"Where is the grain camp? How is the garrison? ”

At this time, not only Xing Jun, but also the ears of the other generals were pricked up, and the scout replied:

"On a slope two miles behind Gao Chongwen's camp, surrounded by fences, there are only a few hundred guards guarding it. Only half of the people who went out to collect grain and grass today came back, but the grain and grass had already been piled up in the tent in front, and the small ones pretended to be lost in the grain camp and wanted to go around, but they were driven out by the guards and soldiers. ”

"Okay, that's right, that's right. You go down first and receive your reward. ”

"General Xie."

The figure of the scout disappeared from sight, Xing Jun cleared his throat and asked:

"Generals, Lords, ••••••"

In the middle of the night, the south gate of Zizhou was quietly opened, and an army sneaked out of the city under the cover of night, and soon disappeared into the night, and the south gate of Zizhou was also quietly closed, as if it had never been opened.

"How?"

"General, everything is normal, and the enemy has not moved."

"Revisit."

"Order."

"Hmph, Gao Chongwen is also fifty or sixty years old, he is so big, and he doesn't know how to live until now, if he doesn't give him a good taste, he really thinks that General Ben is weak and can be bullied."

"That is, Gao Chongwen is an ignorant villager, where do you know the strategy in your heart, general."

"Is this a man who likes to listen to flattery? The order went down, the rear army responded here, and after the front army broke the village, it gathered and opened the formation, blocking the reinforcements of Gao Chongwen's camp, and the Chinese army went to rob the camp with the general! ”

"Order!"

In the night, the high banner of the word "high" flutters up and down with the blowing of the night wind. From a distance, Gao Chongwen's camp was pitch black, but there were dead wind lanterns hanging high at the gate of the camp, and bonfires were lit at the intersection of the roads in the camp, and everything looked calm and normal.

The entrance to the grain camp was much brighter, and there were more soldiers on night patrol, but all of them did not seem very nervous, and some of them opened their mouths and yawned.

Xing Jun sneered in his heart, and with a wave of his hand, countless torches lit up on the left, middle and right sides of the grain camp, and then Xing Jun pulled out his long knife and shouted:

"Xichuan soldiers, kill the enemy with Ben!"

The shouting and killing sound was all over the mountains and fields in an instant, and countless Xichuan soldiers rushed to the grain camp to kill, and the soldiers who were still loose just now suddenly woke up, and dragged their weapons to the back camp, that is, to run up the mountain. Who doesn't know.

"Gao Chongwen's army is nothing more than that!"

Standing in the open space in front of the camp on horseback, watching his soldiers rush into the grain camp and chase back, Xing Jun, who was holding a long knife in his hand, said with a smile:

"The general's sword has not yet seen red, and the grain camp has been defeated."

Just halfway through his laughter, Xing Jun's laughter stopped, and he saw that his own soldiers who were still chasing after him ran back one after another, and behind him was the earth-shattering shouting of killing, and the leader was with two or three feather arrows stuck in his body, shouting as he ran:

"General, we have been tricked, this is an empty camp, and there is an ambush on the mountain!"

Several tents had been lit in the front camp, most of which were thrown by the soldiers when they were chasing after them, and when they heard their own soldiers shouting like this, someone immediately reacted, picked up a tent to look at it, and shouted:

"It's really empty!"

At this time, the raging fire had already risen in the grain camp, and Xing Jun felt a burst of heat all over his body, and shouted:

"Burn the camp! The Chinese army becomes the front army, retreat! ”

"It's late! Xing Jun'er, Li Yuanyi is here, quickly get off the horse and die! ”

Before he finished speaking, he rode out of the back of the camp on a fast horse, and went straight to Xing Jun, behind him were countless shouting soldiers, Xing Jun pulled out his horse and walked back, and the soldiers behind him rushed up to block Li Yuanyi's soldiers and horses, and the two sides quickly melee together. Both sides were originally ** warriors, but at this time, for the sake of the villain's selfish desires, they wanted to fight to the death, the knife rose and fell, the blood mist splashed, one by one the soldiers fell, and there was a terrible wail before dying, and the soldiers were entangled together, continuing to fight to the death, only the high battle flag, which fluttered silently under the night breeze.