Chapter 501: Victory in the first battle
Huai Yanqing had a bird flute in his mouth, and the signal of the attack spread silently, and he turned out the jellyfish that had been filled all night, and put it into his mouth without any hesitation, and in a moment, there was a clear light in front of him.
The same is true of all the men in black behind him, the moment the jellyfish was thrown into their mouths, these warriors who had been lurking in the trees all night, turned into killers at this moment, and without any hesitation, invaded the enemy camp from all corners.
"Haha!" Ping Luan laughed loudly, pulled out a scimitar from his waist, jumped straight down the tree, and walked up to the north gate of the enemy camp, without any intention of hiding his whereabouts.
"What people!" In the enemy camp, the few awake night watch soldiers were the first to see Ping Luan, and they drew their swords and asked him where he came from with a wary face.
Who knew that Ping Luan didn't give them any chance to speak at all, the scimitar in his hand slashed like a meteor, and wiped straight across the man's neck, and for a while, blood splattered and sprayed over the camp.
"Enemy Attack !!" The man standing behind the night watchman finally realized what was happening, and he quickly shouted to wake up the rest of the people.
The whole camp began to stir.
The people who came to help all flocked to the direction where Ping Luan came in, but they didn't know that there were other black-clothed people behind them.
Those men in black were very resolute in their hands.
The sound of swords cutting through flesh and screams came from all the camps, and all kinds of sounds blended together, making it seem like the end of the world.
Huai Yanqing himself did not make a move, he walked in a tragedy, and only the enemy who rushed towards him could be killed by him with a sword.
These soldiers have been partying all night, how can they have the physical strength to deal with elite soldiers like Huai Yanqing?
"General! Checkmate! Oh no! ”
In the largest and most luxurious tent in the center of the camp, the little general had been sleeping soundly, but he was awakened by a loud noise from outside the tent, and he was about to get angry and ask what was going on, when a man rushed in.
"What's wrong!" The little general was still in a hangover, and when he heard someone shouting at him, he suddenly had a splitting headache and shouted angrily, "What's wrong?!" What happened?! ”
"Yan, the Yan people have come in!"
Before the guard could finish speaking, he saw a long sword suddenly fly from outside the camp tent, and it was nailed straight into the back of the guard's heart from behind, and blood splattered on the spot, spraying the little general's face.
Only then did he wake up completely, his eyes wide and completely unable to believe the facts in front of him.
Haven't the people of Yan Guo had no food for several days, haven't they been poisoned?
But looking at the sword just now, it doesn't look like something that someone who hasn't eaten for days can do!
Could it be that the information is wrong? But how is that possible? They have already robbed two batches of military rations, could it be that Yan Guo still has the ability to hide the military rations from the sky and enter the camp by sea?
Impossible, completely impossible!
The little general hurriedly reached for the armor he had placed on the side of the bed, and hurriedly put it on his body, his eyes were flustered, and he couldn't see that he was a general at all.
"General, general, we can't stand it! Withdraw! Run! ”
The shouts and killings around him were getting closer and closer, and the little general finally couldn't hold it anymore, and he didn't have the heart to wear the rest of the armor, so he turned around and ran, but when he just came out of the camp door, he almost hit a piece of silver light.
A chill ran down his neck, and he could feel the blood running down his neck.
Huai Yanqing's true anger flicked, and Tan Yuan was already straight on the neck of the little general: "You are the general here?" ”
The little general raised his eyes and saw that Huai Yanqing's cold eyes looked straight into his eyes, as if they had condensed into ice, which could frostbite him at any time.
The bloody breath came to the face, and many of the soldiers in the entire camp were even directly dealt with in a hangover, and the rest could not do anything but beg for mercy and escape.
They tried to resist, but the wine they had drunk last night did not allow it, and they soon lay dead on the ground, lifeless.
"General, the camp has been cleared, what are the next instructions?" Hirakawa came here from behind, he was covered in blood, and the knife in his hand was even dripping blood.
The blade was in front of the little general's eyes, and he hurriedly shrunk his neck and retreated, but Huai Yanqing grabbed his collar and completely subdued him in two strokes: "Clear, no one can stay!" ”
This is a secret operation, and if one person escapes and reports it to the other camps, then their action is meaningless.
After the order was issued, Huai Yanqing dragged the little general to the camp tent, and Ping Luan, who was covered in blood, followed behind, and the fierce eyes made the little general dare not raise his head at all.
The camp tent is very comfortable, compared to Huai Yanqing's own simple camp, this person seems to be completely able to enjoy it.
There are all the tables and chairs, and there are even tea sets, and if you look closely, there are actually two maids in the corner, who are hugging each other and trembling at the moment, not daring to move.
"Marching and fighting, and making it so fancy." Huai Yanqing threw the little general on the ground, and casually pulled himself a chair of eight immortals, and the soft cushions on it were very comfortable.
The little general saw that Huai Yanqing was so domineering, and guessed that he was the leader of these men in black.
"Great, sir." The little general was already trembling with fright, and kept begging for mercy, "My lord, don't kill me, I'll tell you anything you want to know!" ”
The little general's attitude of being greedy for life and afraid of death made Huai Yanqing very uncomfortable, after all, they were all people who had fought on the battlefield, to put it nicely, he was sparing his life.
To put it mildly, this is a traitor.
"Okay, I don't want to kill you." Huai Yanqing smiled slightly, "But you have to tell me something, so that I can spare you." ”
"Adult, you can ask casually, as long as the little one knows, the little one knows everything!" The little general made a series of moves.
"Surname, who's the name?" Huai Yanqing stretched out her hand to summon the maid on the side and asked her to pour herself a cup of tea.
The maid came over tremblingly, and Huai Yanqing did not urge or get angry, but comforted them: "Don't be afraid, this king is not a demon." ”
This sentence was said by Lin Jinxiu, but it was full of wilting in other people's ears.
"This king?" The little general caught the point of their speech, "You, you call yourself this king?" ”
"Huh?" Huai Yanqing took the cup of tea and didn't drink it, but held it in his hand and gently stroked the lid of the cup with the lid, "Is there any problem?" ”
"No, no!" The little general hurriedly shook his head and waved his hand, for fear that the adult in front of him would blame him.
Ping Luan stood behind the little general: "Hurry up and answer the general's question!" ”
As he spoke, he kicked the little general in the ass, and the little general's face almost hit the ground.
"Small, small Hu Yanzhuo!" The little general hurriedly replied to Huai Yanqing's words.
"Your surname is Huyan?" Huai Yanqing asked.
It stands to reason that the surname Huyan generally appears in the northernmost nomads, and the Zhou State is a country in the Central Plains, why are there people with the surname Huyan?
"Yes, sir." Hu Yanzhuo seemed to be very scared, and hurriedly threw everything he knew to Huai Yanqing.
"The small ones are from the North Vietnamese, but because the Zhou State defeated the North Vietnamese three years ago, they are now from the Zhou State."
Three years ago, it was the time when Huai Yanqing was exiled.
Unexpectedly, in the past three years, Zhou actually defeated the brave and warlike North Vietnamese, and took them under his command.
It seems that the overall level of the Zhou State will be raised to a higher level, and if there is a war in the future, they cannot be regarded as Central Plains people with a relatively mediocre physique.
"Good." Huai Yanqing asked again, "Who will the Lord be?" ”
"Lord Hui, our lord will be General Ning Ye Ning!"
After hearing the name, Huai Yanqing was silent.
Ning Ye, how could the people who fought the world on the border of the Zhou State not know this name?
The most courageous warrior in the Zhou Kingdom, not only has strong martial arts, but also has a great ability to lead troops, which can be called one of his biggest opponents this time.
"I didn't expect Zhou Guo to attach so much importance to this king." Huai Yanqing said with a smile, "I actually sent such a support team to attack me in such a fierce future." ”
Saying that, Huai Yanqing glanced up at Ping Luan, and when he heard Ning Ye's name, his face became very bad.
The Ping brothers had lost battles under the hands of this General Ning, and if it hadn't been for the last rescue of Prince Yan, I'm afraid that his two brothers would have died on the battlefield.
It is precisely because of this General Ning that the two brothers of the Ping family will be tied up with Huai Yanqing and become his real help.
Therefore, the Heijia brothers do not resent General Ning, after all, they have different positions on the battlefield, and they must not be merciful to each other.
However, the methods of this General Ning were deeply imprinted in the hearts of the two of them, and every mention of this name caused a shudder.
"Take it down." Huai Yanqing waved his hand, and Ping Luan stepped forward to pick up Hu Yanzhuo and walked down, leaving him alone in the main tent.
Hu Yanzhuo's team was completely cleaned up, and the young general was not killed under Huai Yanqing's promise, and Huai Yanqing ordered him to be locked up.
The news of the victory was transmitted back to Huai Yanqing and their military camp in the rear, and the first group of people in charge of the transfer immediately began to act, and before the enemy army noticed any movement here, they quickly changed into the enemy's clothes and completely replaced the military camp of the Zhou State.
Subsequently, with this military camp as a base, batch after batch of soldiers withdrew from the original defense line, and collapsed like an anthill, and the encirclement of the Zhou State was finally broken.
Lin Jinxiu himself has been staying in the original barracks, cooking every day with the helpers of the house, and the smoke curls up to the sky, timely pacifying the remaining camps of the Zhou State and making them believe that there are really people here.
The soldiers in the barracks turned away one by one, and the speed was extremely fast, because Huai Yanqing and the others learned that the night was the time when the encirclement of the Zhou State was blocked.
However, there were indeed too many people in the entire army, and by the time Lin Jinxiu and the last group of them were about to evacuate, the sky had already darkened, and it was about to be the turn of the enemy country to attack.
"Hurry up!"
Most of the things in the barracks were not taken away, all the soldiers went into battle lightly, and Lin Jinxiu was responsible for leaving here with all the military rations.
"Don't bring anything! What to bring! Huai Yanqing arranged for a deputy general surnamed Du to go at the end, his temper was not very good, and he shouted behind him about the grinding soldiers.