Zhang Yishan and their team, the first to enter the Wara camp, according to Ling Xingyue's arrangement, desperately to create chaos, and then saw the Chinese army fire, began to get up and go straight to the front door, in the chaos to kill the gate Wara army, let Song Yong and them in, and then the soldiers and a place, began to drive the Wara soldiers to rush the camp, this dense camp, is rushed all over, one night, the arm of the knife can not be raised, suddenly saw, a single horse, a Wara people ran over, don't think about it, subconsciously cut it up.

The person who came was Ling Xingyue, Ling Xingyue arranged the entire team clearly, but he forgot that he had a red belt on his arm, and went straight to the team, just to see a red belt tied on his arm to greet him, knowing that it was his brother, he didn't care, but he didn't expect the other party, he cut it with a knife, which scared Ling Xingyue for a moment, dodged away, and shouted:

"Hi your own people, your own people!"

Zhang Yishan was already tired and a little confused, listening to the other party shouting about his own people, but his brain just couldn't turn around, he still stared at the other party without a red belt, and what he was thinking in his mind was:

"Damn, the Warats have also started to pretend to be us, this kind of spy must be hacked to death as soon as possible."

waved the knife again, and cursed in his mouth:

"Bastard, it's very good in Chinese!"

Two horses and one wrong board, and three knives cut down, Ling Xingyue was helpless, could only use a knife to protect, three knives passed, knocked down the opponent's helmet with a backhand, looking at the other party's face full of black mud, I really couldn't tell who it was, vaguely looked a little like Zhang Yishan, and I hadn't opened my mouth yet, did there be three horses running in the team, and there was a bow and arrow in the distance, with a very tacit understanding, two people shot people, one person shot horses, Ling Xingyue dodged all the arrows, but this horse was not good, it was shot down by three arrows, and Ling Xingyue fell on the spot with Ling Xingyue, opposite, Zhang Yishan circled back to the horse, ran diagonally, and reached out with a knife, intending to behead Ling Xingyue with a knife.

Zhang Yishan's knife was in a hurry, seeing that Ling Xingyue's mount was shot down, he immediately followed, leaned out and turned the long knife sideways, holding the knife in his backhand, intending to behead this Chinese-speaking Wara barbarian, Ling Xingyue calculated everything, how could he not expect that he was in the hands of his own people this time, looking at Zhang Yishan who came from Pegasus, he had no choice but to enter the white blade empty-handed, reached out and grabbed Zhang Yishan's wrist, pulled him off the horse, fell to the ground, held it, and shouted in his ear:

"Don't move, don't struggle, Zhang Yishan? It's me Ling Xingyue, it's Ling Xingyue, open your eyes and take a good look. ”

Zhang Yishan finally woke up like a dream, and looked carefully at the dress of this Warat sergeant:

"Lord Wang? How do you ...... How did you get blacked out like this? ”

Ling Xingyue scolded secretly in her heart, you are as black as the bottom of a pot, and you are embarrassed to talk about me? Look for yourself!

Finally, without speaking, Zhang Yishan was pulled up, and the two looked at each other and laughed, and then the sun finally came out of the clouds, and the wisps of golden light shone on the grassland, gilding the crowd with gold.

Ling Xingyue and Zhang Yishan got back on their horses, and while moving closer to the main army, they listened to last night's action report.

It turned out that last night, at the beginning, Zhang Yishan and they successfully messed up the whole camp, the wind was strong and dark, and they couldn't see anything clearly, Zhang Yishan and their group discharged a fan-shaped team, and they crawled forward with knives and hands outside, and cut off their legs when they saw people, and there was an ambush of archers behind, and they crawled on the ground with a large army.

A group of big men, crawling and shouting, the shouts of the Hel people coming, mixed with the screams of the Warats, in the darkness, soon made the Warats' defense line collapse. But the brothers on Zhang Yishan's side also suffered a lot.

"My lord, don't say it, your trick is very smart, none of our brothers here were seriously injured, but, the big feet of the people of Warat, that is not light, you look at me, you see, these big footprints on my body, are all stepped on by the Warat people, good guys, it was okay at first, and later, there were too many, our brothers, had to stand up to fight, but although we couldn't see clearly, they were all clasped hands, holding knives in one hand, like you said, driving the Warat people to step on the Warat people, and later, Seeing your flame signal, I took my brother and killed the camp gate. Picked up Song Yong and the others. ”

"There are no injuries on my team, a few are just minor injuries, most of them were trampled by Wara, Song Yong's side had some casualties, when the horse team impacted, they encountered a few hard hands, and they should have lost a few brothers, but they were not big casualties, they can fight like this, Lord Wang, we can count this as a complete victory."

Ling Xingyue nodded frequently when she heard this, it was really unexpectedly smooth, if it weren't for the three shamans who delayed for a while, so that Ling Xingyue couldn't rush back in the first place, I'm afraid that there would be no casualties among these few casualties. The two of them were talking and talking, and they had already caught up with the team, just looking at Song Yong and the others, everyone was bloody, basically they all climbed on the horses and came back, and the horses were too, one by one, their necks drooped, if there was no knight's restraint, they were afraid that they would kneel.

Seeing Ling Xingyue from a distance, Song Yong hurriedly dismounted, and his feet were not on the rope, and he almost fell on the stirrups:

"Lord Wang!"

Ling Xingyue and Zhang Yishan also got off the horse, looking at each other's embarrassed appearances, they couldn't help laughing, and finally stopped laughing, and Song Yong reported the results:

"Lord, we killed more than 6,000 enemies in this battle, killed and wounded countless people, captured a large number of military horses, as well as cattle, sheep and livestock, the brothers are investigating, and there are more than 20 generals who killed Warazo, and there are about 100 basic centurions."

Ling Xingyue nodded:

"Their leader, the general, Nayan Turi, was also killed by me, just near the Chinese military tent, and after a while, I will send someone to clear out all his armor marks, and we will report to the military headquarters when we go back, and ask for merit for the brothers."

As soon as these few words are said, everyone is happy with the brothers, not to mention the captured military horses and livestock, but in terms of the number of Warat generals killed and the number of enemies killed, this is the amount of military merit of the sky, in terms of the military merit system of the Ming Dynasty, it is no exaggeration to say that the wealth is Qi Tian, which is what it means.

When a sentence came out, everyone was excited, but they couldn't shout anything in their throats, and at best, they could only wave their war knives on the horse, and make a hoarse hehehe.

"Man'er, we've finally won! I'm going back, back to you, and when the time comes, I'm going to tell you about these things I have encountered, and relieve your boredom, are you okay? I haven't seen you for a long time, are you okay? ”