There are twinkling stars under the night sky, a kaleidoscopic moon, fireworks meteors, and many beautiful myths. As night falls, the light blue sky slowly turns to deep blue, and then to black, and the moon shines brightly in the company of the stars, and the stars in the sky are like bright gems. The sky dotted with stars and the moon is no longer monotonous, no longer dark. And the earth under the light of the moon and stars also seems very peaceful and peaceful at this moment.

On hot summer nights, insects and birds are indispensable, and they represent the unique flavor and characteristics of summer.

At this moment, outside the camp of Zhang Jiao of the Yellow Turban Army, there is a place that is extremely silent.

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"General, it's time to be ugly!"

Looking at the moonlight, a soldier quietly ran to a general who was wearing armor and stomach all over his body to report.

"Get on your horse and get ready for the assault!"

Rubbing Bi Yan Laos in his hand, Li Cunxiao's slightly closed eyes emitted a cold light after hearing the soldier's report.

"喏~"

The people who came were all Li Cunxiao's personal guards, so they all knew what Li Cunxiao's habits were. After hearing the order, the soldiers in the grass quietly jumped on their horses and leaned down, preparing for the sneak attack that came at any time.

"Tonight we are not only stealing the camp, but also to break up the morale of the Yellow Turban Army, so tonight's operation time will not be short, what you have to do is just follow my horse and not fall behind. Otherwise, these 80,000 Yellow Turban troops are enough to eat you alive! ”

Looking at the Yellow Turban Army camp under the light of the fire in front of him, Li Cunxiao unexpectedly said a few more words. However, his voice was still so cold, which made the guards feel chills in their hearts.

"Got it, General!"

It was a bold guard who whispered in the crowd.

"Follow my horse, charge!"

Li Cunxiao, who was sitting steadily on the horse, checked the configuration of the horses again, and after yelling at the army behind him, he rushed forward with a sharp force to tighten the horse's belly.

……

"Dada~, Dada~"

In the silence of the night, a hurried sound of horses' hooves sounded over the land.

"Where's the team?"

The soldiers of the Yellow Turbans have fought many battles. At least common sense was there, so the sentries were sure that the sound was the sound of horses' hooves, no more than 100 people.

"I don't know, maybe it's a messenger team somewhere else!"

Because at the main gate of the battalion, there were almost a thousand soldiers on patrol and sentry alone. So they didn't expect that someone would come to steal the camp with such a small number of men.

"Maybe so~"

It is precisely because of the decline in their vigilance that the clarion call of war has not been sounded by their careless people. Until......

"Huh~"

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and the soldier who was patrolling the tower of the main entrance fell in response, and he fell. It also sounded the beginning of a small rain of arrows in the Han army.

"Boom, Boom~, Boom~"

A dense and rapid rain of arrows was overwhelmingly aimed at the soldiers on the watchtower, and they fell to the ground with several arrows in their bodies.

"Enemy attack!"

The little colonel guarding the door below was stunned when he saw the cover of the arrow rain. Then he came back to his senses, and a heart-rending roar was heard.

"Woo~"

With the roar of the enemy's attack, the trumpeters who reacted blew their horns to call out to the brothers in the camp.

"Kill!"

Li Cunxiao, who was in armor, looked at the simple wooden gate in front of him, and rode into it without hesitation.

"Click~"

There was a cracking sound, and the door fell. The soldiers, who had been behind the door with spears and ready to defend themselves against the enemy, saw this. Look at the monster in metal armor. The soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army, who were not very good in their hearts and could only fight with the wind, shouted loudly and scattered in all directions, and their retreat also made Zhang Baiqi, who came in a hurry, not see the figure of the Han army.

"Kill! Follow the general, the north, go straight to the north! ”

Bi Yanlao in his right hand kept harvesting the head, and the horse lance in his left hand was in his hand, and Li Cunxiao at this moment was like a human mixer, coming at him. Or maybe the soldiers he rushed at were all killed to a bloody blur.

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"What's going on, how many people are there in the Han army?"

Zhang Baiqi, who kicked a soldier to the ground with a kick, led Zhang Jiao's personal guards to grab a soldier at the gate of the camp and asked.

"I don't know, General. The villain doesn't know! Han Jun is a monster, a monster! ”

The frightened Yellow Turban soldiers who were killed were in no mood to carefully check the number of Han troops. In their eyes, it was a monster that had entered the camp of the Yellow Turban Army, constantly eating the body of the Yellow Turban Sergeant as his dinner party.

"Rubbish! Come with me and go to find a great teacher~"

Zhang Baiqi, who couldn't ask anything. A burst of anger rose, and with an angry curse, the spear in his hand was a little bit and the yellow turban soldier lay on his back unwillingly. He didn't understand why Lord Zhang Baiqi wanted to kill himself in the same Yellow Turban Army.

Zhang Baiqi, who couldn't ask anything, resolutely took Zhang Jiao's personal soldiers and ran towards Zhang Jiao's big tent. In his eyes, the Yellow Turban Sergeant can be without, and the Yellow Turban Army can be without, but the Yellow Turban Army must not be without Zhang Jiao, a great sage and good teacher. Because the Yellow Turban Army without soldiers can be recruited again, and the Yellow Turban Army without Qu Shuai can be promoted again, but without the Yellow Turban Army with Zhang Jiao, it is a plate of loose sand and a plate of useless waste!

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"To the east!"

Seeing that the Yellow Turban soldiers were getting denser and denser the further north they went, and the generals of the Yellow Turban Army appeared from time to time, Li Cunxiao, who knew that he couldn't work hard, immediately turned his horse's head and rushed to the east. If Zhang Jiao's head was so good to take him, Li Cunxiao would have taken it a long time ago, and the purpose of tonight was to disrupt the camp of the Yellow Turban Army and lose their courage, he needed to turn the camp around.

"What's going on! Didn't I tell you to guard the camp well? Where have you been tonight! ”

Zhang Jiao's big tent, a middle-aged man was tied up and thrown in the center of the big tent, and Zhang Jiao on the side lost his grace and jumped to his feet and scolded. If the Han army is allowed to come in calmly tonight, then the 80,000 army will disappear, and the main force of his Yellow Turban Army will be destroyed. The momentum will also collapse, these 80,000 main forces are related to the fortune of the Yellow Turban Army, how can they be casually damaged! Didn't you see Zhang Jiao don't dare to fight a war of attrition with them and the Han army, it is precisely because the Yellow Turban Army is such a small main force, and the Yellow Turban wrestlers of his three brothers are among them, if they are defeated, the arrival of the next army of the Han army will be their end.

"Great sage and good teacher, Huang Long is wrong, Huang Long should not be careless, ask the great sage and good teacher to give Huang Long a chance to atone for his sins on the battlefield!"

The middle-aged man seemed to have drunk a lot of alcohol at night, but as soon as the theft happened, he woke up. Extremely regretful, he didn't do anything remedial, so he was tied up by Zhang Jiao's guards and sneaked to this place.

"Well, you didn't listen to what I said tonight, waste, if you personally supervised the camp to guard the camp, would this happen! Now we don't even know the number of Han troops and the situation of the generals leading the team, how to fight, how to fight you and sue me! ”

In fact, Huang Long's ability is also the top in the Yellow Turban Army, or Zhang Jiao would not have promoted him to this position. It's just that Huanglong was too light on the enemy, thinking that the Han army was suppressed and didn't dare to go out of the camp before he had a hangover and didn't wake up. So Zhang Jiao hated, hated that Huanglong, who he was optimistic about, dropped the chain at a critical moment.

"Great sage and good teacher, Huanglong wants to die on the battlefield, and Huanglong wants a horse leather shroud!"

Seeing Zhang Jiao's violent anger, Huanglong, who had not yet woken up from alcohol, did not mention the remorse in his heart. When the wine was strong and courageous, he also made a request to die on the battlefield.

"Waste, press him down, hang him up and sober me up!"

Seeing Huanglong's appearance, Zhang Jiao was really helpless. Due to the purpose of the rebel army, there were no talented people in the Yellow Turban Army, and in the case of pulling out the general in the army, he had to reuse this person who had read the military book for two days. As for killing him? That horn is even more reluctant, but if you kill one, there will be one less! He would rather die more of the Yellow Turban Army than lose any of the Yellow Turban Generals.

"喏~"

Hearing Zhang Jiao's order, several guards glanced at each other, helped Huang Long up, and then half-pushed and half-sent him out of the camp. And Huang Long, who narrowly escaped his life, didn't dare to speak out. Although he regretted it to death, after the momentum just passed, he still felt that it was good to be alive.

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Zhang Jiao here is furious, but Li Cunxiao here is taking his two hundred well-trained guards to kill. With his ability to Li Cunxiao, coupled with the personal guards who have followed him for nearly a year, it is really a rampage in this uncommanded Yellow Turban army.

"Devil, devil!"

Li Cunxiao, who is in armor, is extremely terrifying in the meager light of the Yellow Turban Army camp, coupled with his killing rhythm like a regional knight, it is really a survival that can scare people to death just by showing up.

"General, this is the grain reserve of the Yellow Turban Army camp!"

Li Cunxiao, who was struggling with his left and right hands, heard the shouts of the guards.

"Burn! Ignition! Throw all the fire folds out! ”

They carried the fire folds with them today, but after they didn't light them for the sake of speed, after seeing the grain and grass at this time, Li Cunxiao did not hesitate to let the soldiers throw all the fire folds out. Without food and grass, how much combat power can the Yellow Turban Army have?

The sky-high fire burned the heavens and the earth red, and when he saw the fire in the grain and grass camp, his eyes were about to crack. The Han army didn't know how much grain and grass it was, could he not know it, it was almost one-third of the grain and grass of his Yellow Turban, if it was gone, then the grain and grass of the Yellow Turban Army would not be able to withstand it at all, and the collapse would definitely happen.

"Move my altar!"

Looking at the skyrocketing fire, Zhang Jiao hesitated for a moment and then roared with hatred. (To be continued.) )