Gan Sheng's "Smoke Rat's Trick" really worked, and a large number of gopher swarms rushed out of the hole, and the Night Rangers immediately launched a rat-killing war!

The sword and shield battalion in the Yin army was okay, relying on the shield array to block the sharp teeth of the gopher, and then ending it with a knife. But the spear battalion is good at dealing with people and ghosts defensively, and it is clumsy to deal with this kind of scurrying and very nimble gophers. Many gophers scurried into the formation through the gaps in the shield array, biting and killing many soldiers armed with spears.

And the Green Arrow Battalion couldn't help much, so they could only shrink back and shoot arrows in a panic, for fear of accidentally injuring their teammates in front. Once the gopher gets close, they become scrambling and can only rely on a dagger to defend themselves.

At this time, the dog riding battalion was very powerful, and simply rushed into the rat group to kill. Cerberus, which is several times more ferocious than a gopher, can bite one to death with one bite, scratch another with another claw, and a cavalry on the back of a dog can also hack one to death. Therefore, although the gopher pack is crazy, its animal instincts are still particularly afraid of predators such as cats and dogs, and they do not dare to approach the vicinity of the Cerberus.

However, there were so many gopher swarms that they poured out of the labyrinth in waves, as if they were endlessly killed. The left, right, and center armies lined up in front faced the "rat tide" head-on, suffered considerable losses, and complained of bitterness. Marshal Night Tour hurriedly sent the reserve front and rear troops to support.

After killing for nearly an hour, the rat corpses had spread all over the valley mouth, piling up like a mountain. The number of visual inspections has long been more than 10,000. Finally, after suffering such a painful lesson, the gopher swarm realized that today's "revenge for destroying the nest" could not be avenged, so they began to flee in all directions, climbing along the stone wall to dig a nest elsewhere.

At the end of the battle, the exhausted Night Rangers reorganized their squad and counted the number of soldiers, only to find that they had lost about 600 soldiers! In addition, there are countless gopher bites, but fortunately, most of them are minor injuries and are not fatal.

Marshal Night Tour has a pale face, he hasn't found the ghost army base yet, so his own soldiers will fold it into 10% first, where will he put his face?

But no matter what, the gophers in the gopher maze have been driven away, and they can finally go into the hole to search. Yeyou immediately ordered the fire to be extinguished, and once again dispersed his troops into the cave to look for him.

The soldiers who had just experienced the rat-killing battle were trembling, for fear of being attacked by the ghost army again in the labyrinth. But the final results of the investigation surprised everyone.

In the area under the responsibility of the right army, the soldiers quickly found the base of the ghost army, which turned out to be an empty bunker, and the ghost army that was supposed to be hiding in it had already been completely withdrawn!

The rune array master who accompanied the team sensed the remaining resentment of the ghost army in the bunker, and guessed that they should have just withdrawn about a day ago. If we extrapolate from this time, we had only been from the underworld for a short time. But the bunker in front of him was only halfway built, but there was not even a little material left, which shows that the ghost army was quite calm when they withdrew.

That is to say, the time when they learned that the Night Guerrilla Army was coming to encircle and suppress should be pushed forward, and it is even possible that when we gather some troops after the Ghost Gate, the Ghost Army has already obtained accurate information!

And then things get weird. How did the news of this gang of ghost troops be so well-informed? Did someone give them a message in advance?

In addition, the soldiers found some powder in the bunker, which gave off a strange smell that smelled a bit like cat urine. It seems that the ghost army should have relied on these unknown powders to avoid the huge number of gopher infestations, so that they were able to establish an outpost here.

After seeing this scene, the marshal of the night tour at this moment can be said to be extremely annoyed!

He thought that he had acted vigorously and resolutely, and that he had done a good job of secrecy, and that the hasty march had not only failed to work, but had also thrown himself into a big void, and had not only failed to achieve substantial results, but also lost 600 soldiers for no reason, so why didn't he go crazy?

Although night travel is one of the two yin handsomes in the underworld, it is a shame to go back after such a wretched battle. If he can't raise his head in front of the King of Yama, the Marshal of Riyou, and the judges, I'm afraid that even the bull-headed horse-faced, black-and-white impermanence and others will look down on him.

When he was troubled, the "empathetic" Gan Sheng offered his advice again: "Why should the marshal bother? After all, the ghost army's bunker was indeed occupied and destroyed by us, so it should be regarded as a battle achievement! ”

A word woke up the person in the dream, and the night tour suddenly turned anger into joy.

Whether it can be reported as a war exploit, some tricks must be done in the data. The night tour first pressed the number of our dead soldiers to a hundred, and the number of "annihilated" ghost troops was fictionalized to a thousand, one for ten, which is much better.

Gan Sheng was thoughtful, and finally proposed that some "prisoners" should be captured and brought back, so as to better prove that the victory of the Night Ranger Army was "genuine"!

So, Marshal Yeyou obeyed his words and sent two battalions of troops directly from the Chinese army to the surface through a nearby Yin vein. It is said that there is a wild cemetery there, and the ghosts and ghosts often haunt it. In a short time, they captured twenty or thirty unlucky ghosts and came back, beat them into tricks, and turned into captured "ghost soldiers".

As for the lack of soldiers due to concealment of the number of killed, hey, it has actually become a benefit that kills two birds with one stone!

Corruption in the underworld is simply pervasive. Yin handsome and Yin generals are not like bull heads and horses, black and white impermanence are in charge of a large number of reincarnated ghosts, just by picking yin yuan and accepting bribes, they can have a large amount of oil and water, they can only find a way from elsewhere. If the number of dead soldiers is concealed, they can continue to occupy the quota and eat empty salaries, and then wipe out the empty soldiers when the new army is reorganized next time.

And this corruption is almost from top to bottom, and there is an unwritten rule of "dividends". Among the ten empty salaries, Yin Shuai has to eat two, accounting for the largest head. Yin will eat three, because the base has also become smaller, and the proportion needs to be increased a little. The remaining five were assigned to the Yin Colonel, but the officers at the lowest rank had to be given a little bit of sweetness.

The casualties of the 8th Battalion were not serious, and only eight soldiers were lost, and after removing the part eaten above, I had 1,200 Yin Yuan left in my hands every month. But these were the salaries of the dead brothers, and I could not bear to take them, so I summoned the elders to a meeting to discuss them.

"Do you want to take this money?" I asked straight to the point.

The elders hesitated for a moment, and their reactions varied, some were as apprehensive as I was, while others were secretly happy.

"Otherwise, let's give all this money to the families of the brothers who died in the war, and treat it as a pension!" Yao Chen was a real person, and he was the first to propose.

But Shi Xun had a different opinion. He asked bluntly: "When we were conscripted into the army, we had already signed the deed of life and death, and the settling-in allowance was received in advance, and we did not leave the contact information of our families. How to give this money? ”

This is indeed a big problem. Although Yao Chen's proposal is to my liking, the operability is very low.

"Just divide it according to the head, or take it all to buy wine and meat, and everyone eats and counts the ball together!" Guan Mao has always been very annoyed by this dilemma, and always hopes to adopt a quick solution to cut through the mess.

"1,200 Yin Yuan, only about ten dollars per head. If you buy wine and meat to eat, you can't finish it all at once, and other camps will be red-eyed. Du Zong shook his head again and again in disagreement. He advised me: "Captain Zhai, with all due respect. Don't be too pedantic, this is how empty salaries have been eaten in the Yin Army since ancient times. Don't break the rules, just take a little bit. ”

"Yes, yes, what Brother Du said is very right, there is no need for our eighth battalion to be this first-class bird and make us unhappy!" Several other chiefs also agreed to this arrangement and persuaded me one after another. It seems that after all, there are still the majority of people who want to share the money.

Seeing this, I had no choice but to make a decision: "Okay, since this is the case, then each of you nine elders will receive an extra hundred yin yuan from me every month, and the remaining three hundred will belong to me." How is it? ”

"Captain Zhai's distribution is very fair, we have no opinion!" The elders all nodded in agreement.

As far as I know, the other battalions are roughly distributed in the same way, but some of the Yin schools are greedy and take more for themselves, and the commanders under them are helpless. After all, it is almost a matter of course in the Yin Army for officials to crush people to death, and the superiors eat meat and the subordinates drink soup.

Alas, such a thing as empty pay seems to be a good thing for everyone to profit and be happy, but in this way there is no guarantee of sufficient soldiers. From then on, the night marching battalions would directly face a shortage of soldiers, and some battalions with heavy casualties generally had only five or six soldiers left in one mile, and even the ranks were not neatly arranged. However, each battalion still maintained a ten-tithe establishment, and when it was time to fight, two tithes would be temporarily made into one, and they would be on the line.

Now it seems that I estimate that the real number of soldiers in the entire Difu Yin Army is definitely not 12,000. Under the circumstance that all levels are generally paid empty salaries, it is estimated that the total number of soldiers who have actually fought is less than 10,000. No wonder every few years the Yin Army has to recruit troops from outside, take the opportunity to reorganize it, and squeeze out the water, otherwise the entire Yin Army will exist in name only!

After returning to the underworld, Marshal Yeyou really followed Gan Sheng's plan, falsely reported his military exploits, and lied to the king of Yama that he had annihilated more than 1,000 enemy troops in an extremely difficult battle, captured 30 prisoners, and had completely eradicated the forward base of the ghost army.

King Yama was naturally happy, and he rewarded a lot of treasures to the Marshal Night Tour, and even the next level of Yin General was rewarded. As for the Yin School level, there is only a "spiritual reward", so I inexplicably mixed up a commendation, and the name was able to be mixed up with a "familiar" under the nose of King Yama.

On the second day of the military salary, I felt very hot with the 300 empty salary in my hand, and I couldn't bear to stuff it into my pocket. So I simply asked Wang Qi to take the money out and buy some wine and meat, and come back to reward my soldiers.

A few elders saw it, although some shook their heads in confusion, but after all, there was nothing to say.