The army was dispatched, and the team was a thousand people, but there were only infantry.

The army set off at noon, marched for dozens of miles, and rested outside a mountain forest.

Liu Shouchu looked at the young face in front of him, and he showed an anxious look: "Does Mr. Hu know where this is?"

At this time, Mr. Hu was fiddling with the bamboo chips, and he slowly raised his head after Liu Shouchu said twice: "This place is a thousand bamboo ridges, the mountain is 100 meters high, its momentum is gentle, and the bamboo forest is thick, and it is the best place to travel and enjoy the wind in the past few years." ”

Liu Shouchu said helplessly: "That's good, but this place is very close to the White Cavalry, if we are discovered, we will definitely die and have no place to be buried!" Saying that, Liu Shouchu's eyes were red, and it was obvious that this feeling of dancing at the tip of the knife had made the veteran extremely nervous.

Mr. Hu laughed, he twisted the two pieces of bamboo in his hand, and then attached the formation pattern, only to see a delicate ornament appear. "What General Liu said is what the old man said, so he ordered the whole army to go up the mountain to cut down bamboo, and then called the formation pattern division to attach the pattern, if it is not discovered today, then we will leave immediately!"

Seeing this Mr. Hu messing around like this, Liu Shouchu sighed heavily, and finally gave the order to go.

Liu Shouchu sat in the camp with his eyes wide and said, "If there is a change, no matter what, I will definitely take Mr. away!"

Mr. Hu smiled dumbly, and then continued to knit the gadgets in his hand.

I have to sigh that there are many people with great strength, and thousands of people go up the mountain to cut bamboo, but in half a day, nearly 100,000 similar ornaments were made, which is still because the formation division is limited, and at the same time, it is required not to cut the adjacent bamboo forest.

Looking at the dense ornaments in front of him, Mr. Hu exclaimed: "Such efficiency is really a division of a hundred battles!"

When Liu Shouchu asked the reason, Mr. Hu didn't mention it and said that he would look at tomorrow.

Day 2

The clouds in the sky were so thick that the light could not be seen, and the gloomy atmosphere suppressed everyone, and a sense of impending wind and rain was so clear.

Looking at the clouds in the sky, Liu Shouchu's face was extremely heavy, if it rained and faced thousands of white cavalry troops, he could already think of the result of the war.

Just as Liu Shouchu was about to give the order to withdraw from the army, Mr. Hu walked out of the camp tent, only to see him looking up to the sky and laughing and shouting three good words.

......

"General Bai has a vision in the sky, as if it is going to rain. The man with the scar shouted on a white dragon horse.

In the crowd, there was a person dressed in white armor, but he took off his helmet but was a peerless beautiful man, he raised his eyebrows and said: "Ryoma is not afraid of heavy rain, there is the sound of rain to cover it, and it can also cover the sound of horses' hooves, we will be able to catch the other party off guard when we accelerate the march!"

When the words fell, everyone said yes, Bai Mengyun was born like a god of war, leading them to win one battle after another, and he had already respected him like a god in the hearts of all the soldiers.

With the military order issued, the three thousand cavalry not only did not slow down, but accelerated the march.

But in half an hour, someone in front reported: "Report to the general, a small number of wandering soldiers were found in the front, suspected to be defectors from the Night Hunting Alliance." ”

Bai Mengyun's eyes raised slightly, and a sneer rose to the corner of his mouth: "Scar leads the lead of the head troops, let me eat this group of enemies!"

The man with the scar replied and left, and Bai Mengyun's eyes flashed with cold light: "Since you saw the deserters, then the miscellaneous pieces of the night hunt must not be far away! The reconnaissance force is in front, and the main force is behind, so I will turn over dozens of miles nearby!"

The faces of all the soldiers were excited and shouted loudly, this is the cavalry team that came out of the war and the corpses!

The man with the scar led two hundred cavalry on the march, and suddenly it began to drizzle in the sky, he didn't care much and just continued to march, but after a while, he saw dozens of scattered people appear: "Charge me, kill one and count one, it's all military merit!"

Everyone was excited when they heard the word military merit, and everyone rushed on horseback frantically, 500 meters, 400 meters, 300 meters, 200 meters, and 100 meters! The cold blades were whistling, and the Jurchen personnel were shouting.

"Huh!" the sound of the arrow feather breaking through the air came, and the scarred man's blood boiled his armor stood up, and at the same time shouted: "There is an ambush to open the qi and blood shield!"

The man with the scar doesn't look vicious, in fact, he is cautious on the outside and careful on the inside, so Bai Mengyun sent him to be a pioneer.

Although the scar man reminded him in time, this round of arrows still injured many people, and if it weren't for the scar man's hearing superman, they would have suffered at least half of the casualties in this wave of attacks.

Under the cover of the rain, the cavalry quickly withdrew, and the scattered stragglers fled frantically towards the east flank. At this moment, a group of men appeared, each armed with bows and arrows, chasing the stragglers.

Although the people retreated, they were in good order, and the team of 200 men was soon assembled with the large army.

Seeing that Scar was injured and fifty or sixty of the two hundred centaurs were damaged, Bai Mengyun showed a puzzled look: "But a few guerrillas are scattered, why are they so embarrassed?"

The man with the scar told him what he had discovered, and at the same time told him that a team of men and horses were chasing and killing the group of stragglers, Bai Mengyun laughed and said: "God help me, Liu Chengye is not good at leading troops, I can see that he is leading the troops! Now he has sent a team to chase and kill the deserters, and the soldiers are very fast and the whole army is attacking!"

The three thousand iron horsemen turned into a silver torrent, and the iron horsemen were unstoppable all the way east, and at this time the drizzle was slightly heavier.

After a quarter of an hour of marching, a scout in front stepped forward and reported: "Marshal, the front is Qianzhuling, where are a large number of stragglers gathered, the standard night hunting army is at the bottom of the mountain, and the two sides are in a stalemate." ”

Bai Mengyun's eyes were slightly cold, and he was about to give the order to march, when suddenly the man with a scar stepped forward and said, "The lord doesn't have to take risks, when the two sides fight to the death, wouldn't it be beautiful for us to sit and reap the profits?"

Someone was noncommittal about the scarred man's words, and immediately someone shouted: "Are we still afraid of these people? The three thousand iron horsemen pushed it sideways, and the night hunting department was just a rat who was barely breathing!"

Bai Mengyun tapped his index finger on the horse's back, and suddenly he smiled: "Why should An Zhong worry too much, we have three thousand iron horsemen, and we are afraid that these stragglers will not succeed!" The eyes of all the generals were on fire, and the bloodthirsty desire to kill gushed out.

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On the Thousand Bamboo Ridge

"Mr. Hu, Mr. Hu, does this really work?" A young soldier followed Mr. Hu, he looked at the ornament in his hand with a curious look on his face, this kind of ornament was made by the soldier and was not enchanted, he looked at it and kept one.

Dressed in a dark robe, Lei Hu sat in the dark of Qianzhuling in a daze, and did not come to his senses until he was shaken twice by the little soldier.

Looking at the curious young man, Lei Hu gently touched his head: "Of course it works, as long as Bai Mengyun, the young marshal of the white horse, dares to set foot on the Thousand Bamboo Ridge, then nine times out of ten, he will be defeated miserably!"