Mu Cien thought about it again and again and decided to send troops.

That night, he quickly summoned all the generals and staff officers under his command, and without discussing the feasibility of the night march, he directly assigned the task, with 10,000 soldiers each led by the flying cavalry general Zhang Yi and the tiger general Wu Xun, and obeyed the dispatch of the supervising army Mu Nanyun to sneak attack from the left side of the enemy camp.

And Yang Ling accompanied the Thunder team, walked on the right side of the beach, responsible for the sneak attack on the Chinese military tent, the actions along the way were strictly confidential, and before the generals were gathered, they had already set off.

The captain of the Thunder team is Mu Nanyun's cronies, surnamed Li Chuxing, not very old, only twenty-five years old, born with a burly figure, very spirited, at first glance, he is a person with very good kung fu.

Mu Nanyun's order was that Yang Ling would assist Li Chuxing, and Yang Ling was not given any real power, let alone the command of the Thunder Clan, but Yang Ling didn't say anything, and calmly followed Li Chuxing out of the Chinese military tent.

Command or other power, for Yang Ling, he didn't look down on it at all, he just came to fight, not for fame.

The Thunder team has a total of one hundred and seven people, counting Yang Ling and Li Chuxing, a total of one hundred and nine people, among which several people who followed Yang Ling on a mission last time are also in the team.

Li Du, who had a dispute with Yang Ling because Yao Qian was arrested, was also in the team, and when Li Chuxing counted the numbers, Yang Ling stood behind him and was not included in the ranks. He could feel the strong xenophobia of the team, and he could feel everyone's unkind gaze towards him. Especially Li Du.

But he didn't care, and he didn't bother to care. After Li Chuxing finished counting the team, he turned his head and glared at him: "Why don't you join the ranks?" The tone was heavy.

Yang Ling seemed to be moving slowly, but in fact, it took no more than a blink of an eye to stand on the side of the queue, "Binggui is fast, are you sure you want to grind here?" ”

The tone was light, I couldn't tell whether it was sarcasm or heavy, in short, it was very uncomfortable, but Li Chuxing didn't have the words to go back: what he said was right!

"Although you don't belong to the Thunder Clan, since the little general has arranged you in, I hope you can obey the order and don't let your carelessness affect everyone! Let's go! ”

Since even the captain dislikes him, how can anyone below not follow suit? What's more, they have long looked at him unpleasantly, especially after hearing that he gave up Yao Qian ruthlessly and unjustly, he was even more angry with him.

Li Du, in particular, is no longer just angry, but resentful.

Li Chuxing turned over and got on the horse, not looking at the unfriendly gaze that everyone shot at Yang Ling, and patted the horse's buttocks: "Drive!" The horse's hooves soared into the air and rushed straight down the mountain.

", don't let him get you."

"It doesn't matter if you're involved, I'm afraid I'll be sold by him. Think about Yao Qianyi, that's a lesson from the past! ”

The sound of cursing came and went, and it was still clear in the sound of the horse's hooves, Yang Ling rode on the horse, clamped the horse's belly, and sped up his speed, leaving behind those unbearable insults.

There is also infighting in the army, in other words, in layman's terms, where there are people, there is fighting, Yang Ling is very disdainful of such a battle.

This Thunder team, which is valued by Mu Nanyun very much, he has seen it, its combat effectiveness is acceptable, and he also knows that he obeys the orders of his superiors, and he does not spare his life, but he doesn't think this team is much worthy of praise.

An iron-like team, even the mouth must be rigorous, otherwise, it is not strictly disciplined.

Of course, it has nothing to do with him, he just does his part.

More than a hundred horses poured down from the mountain like a rushing flood in the night, and after reaching the bottom of the mountain, there was an endless barren meadow, and there was no road in the meadow, and those horses were running in the meadow, and they could not see the formation clearly in the night, but it was also conceivable what a grand formation.

It was only twenty miles from the enemy camp, and after some detours, it was not too much five or six miles, and in less than two quarters of an hour, we reached the swamp.

"Slow down, be careful." Li Chuxing understands very well that there are many places in the quagmire of the wasteland that will have unfathomable thin mud, and once they fall into it, it will be too late to save it.

"Captain Li." Yang Ling reined in his horse and stopped three feet away from Li Chuxing, and Li Chuxing glanced at him.

At this time, the sky was already gloomy, even if it was close, Li Chuxing couldn't quite see Yang Ling's expression clearly, but he could see that his indifferent eyes in the darkness were shining like cold stars.

"What's the matter?"

Yang Ling still had a warm voice, "Walking forward is a swamp, it is easy to have thin mud, I suggest that the horses in the first row are tied to the bridles with ropes, and they are connected in series, if they encounter thin mud, they can reduce the damage and avoid casualties." ”

That's a good idea. Li Chuxing thinks it is feasible.

But most people scoffed at Yang Ling's approach, "Are you really a muddy man?" It's just mud, can it stump the master? You are all members of the Thunder team! ”

"Yes, Captain, let's go, don't listen to him! Can't you believe our kung fu? ”

Li Chuxing was silent for a moment, hesitating whether to listen to Yang Ling's words, and then heard another soldier say: "Boss, you won't be pinched by this little white face, right?" ”

"Captain, hurry up and make a decision, it's too late, it's the best time to sneak attack!"

Li Chuxing gritted his teeth and waved his hand: "Go!" Be careful! ”

The horses entered the muddy swamp and no longer made the sound of stomping, Yang Ling watched more than a hundred people enter the swamp, and it was too late to persuade them, so he had to urge the horses to follow.

The night is deep, hundreds of feet high, the black hole is hollow, across the eyes, the mountain is a little fire, the visual distance is only two miles, but this is also the most dangerous two miles.

If the guess is correct, behind the mountain in front of you, there is a military tent in the enemy camp. After entering half a mile and not seeing the sentry, Yang Ling's eyebrows frowned slightly.

There is not even a sentry post, which means that the front is an extremely dangerous place, and there is no need for a sentry at all. Yang Ling hurriedly urged the horse to take a few steps, passed through the herd of horses, came to Li Chuxing's side, and said, "Something is wrong here, there is not even a sentry." ”

In fact, Li Chuxing also faintly felt that the situation was not good, and it seemed that there was an extreme danger hidden in the shadows.

Team Thunder is not a team that can't be born. On the contrary, there are many wars on the border, and the Di Yi soldiers are often offended, and the Thunder Clan can encounter twenty or thirty large and small operations every year, all of which are trained in the bloody rain, and their sense of smell for danger is extremely sensitive.

But tonight, because of Yang Ling's presence, the brothers were all unconvinced, which made their perception of danger drop a lot.

"It's just over a mile away from the foot of the mountain, even if there is an ambush, how many people can be ambushed?" A soldier beside Li Chuxing said disapprerovingly.

Yang Ling said coldly: "I'm afraid that the front is not an ambush, but a natural danger." ”

"Heaven? What is the natural risk? This place is flat, although it is a swamp, but it can't even sink into a horse's hooves! ”

"Not good! Li Chuxing, order to retreat! His words were interrupted by Yang Ling, and in the dark, he saw that Yang Ling's figure was like an arrow from the string, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye!

In the darkness of the night, the first few soldiers and the horses under their seats quickly sank in sight, but in the blink of an eye, they had disappeared! The soldiers who were close to him couldn't catch up, and they all sank down, Li Chuxing blew the whistle to retreat, and the soldiers behind hurriedly grabbed the reins of their horses.

But there were more than a dozen people in front of him, and there were five or six people struggling in the mire, Yang Ling's figure was as fast as lightning, and in an instant, he had already fished out two people who were trapped in the mire below the waist, and he struggled to pull it out, threw it away, and threw it on the harder ground he walked through, his figure flashed, and grabbed the collars of the other two soldiers, and also pulled out and threw them, and the two soldiers crossed two long parabolas in the air, fell into the distance, and fell into a rut, but fortunately, they picked up a life.

Li Chuxing felt that the horse under him seemed to be sinking, and hurriedly ordered: "Retreat again!" ”

A large number of men and horses were withdrawn.

Yang Ling's speed was already extremely fast, but he only pulled out six people, and seeing that there were no more people to save, his figure flashed and returned to his horse.

Li Chuxing's heart palpitated, his breathing was a little short, and the soldiers around him were panting one by one, and goosebumps were coming out all over his body.

"Count the number of people!"

In the dark night, there was a slight sound of the count. The number finally stopped at ninety-six, and there was no more sound.

One hundred and seven, ninety-six, that is, eleven people were lost at once.

"Even if it's like the kid surnamed Yang said just now, the war horses are connected in series, and there is a fart!"

"That's it!"

Then the men who got up from the ground settled down, and one of them asked, "Who saved me?" Report your name, and your brother will repay the life-saving grace in the future. ”

"I didn't look at who it was, but I saw a black shadow flash."

"Who, why are you so powerful?"

"It's Captain Yang." Li Chuxing's dull voice sounded.

The night sky was silent, only the sound of heavy breathing, and no one spoke. After a while, I only heard a panting voice say: "For saving your life, don't thank you, I'll report it later." ”

Several more voices sounded one after another, and the people who spoke were all the people who were saved.

Yang Ling sat on horseback, and his tone was still that light tone: "Right now, let's plan first, what to do with this battle." ”

"What to do? I can't get over the front! I don't know how wide this quagmire is! ”

"Naturally, it won't be narrow, otherwise, Arochu won't patrol without a single soldier. They're sure we're going to get by! Grandma's! ”

The soldiers were talking.

Li Chuxing settled down, but his mind was still very chaotic, and he couldn't figure it out. He looked at Yang Ling, who was still calm, "Captain Yang, what do you think?" ”

"Takami doesn't, but there is one thing that everyone understands, no matter what, you have to attract their troops. Only 20,000 soldiers were sent there, and if Alokhu's reinforcements passed, 20,000 would be in danger. Yang Ling's tone was light, in the dark night, this voice was like a cold wind silk, burrowing into people's eardrums.