In the dark night, the eyes of the iron mask hidden behind the mask are extremely sharp, like a cold sword shining with the light of fireflies, and can dance the cold light of the world. And the man in front of him, who was also wearing a mask, also had a deep light in his eyes, and when he looked at the iron, it was like two iron tools cut together by the light of fire, no matter how good or low, it was difficult to win or lose.

After only two minutes of silence, Iron Mask told them about the remaining forces of Great Xia and the matters that had been closed. Subsequently, this huge black cloud moving on the ground moved towards Longgang step by step, with the courage to break through all things.

Is it really feasible to set off overnight?

Iron Mask knew that they wanted to raid, but it was still a little difficult for the 500,000 troops to face Great Xia. If it was fine in the past, the current Great Xia is different from before. Therefore, after consulting with the strategists, Iron Mask reorganized 100,000 soldiers and horses, followed in the distance, and headed to the east without revealing his breath.

When the 500,000 army came to Longgang, the sky was already white. The army lay on the ground, clinging to the corpses, but the steely faces were like machines without any emotion, and they seemed to be wearing an invisible mask. They were surrounded by the bones of the Southern Merchant, a disgusting stench, but they were still staring ahead, waiting for the order to launch a deadly charge against the Great Xia people and regain their face and majesty.

It is hard for ordinary people to imagine what kind of training this army has undergone to become what it is, but they have lost a lot of things, and all that remains is to carry out orders and fight. They are no longer complete people, after the hands of Jing Xuan, they have become the real demons in the Nanshang army, and they are useless except fighting. But it is precisely this kind of them that brings the infinite possibility of victory to Nanshang.

The young man with a pure black mask was at the forefront of this army, and his vitality had cautiously reached the Great Xia camp. There is a meta block, preventing it from accurately perceiving the number of people in it and their status. But Tie Mian said that the strong people of Great Xia's curved wheel were all injured, and they had long lost their basic combat effectiveness. In other words, if their attack is sudden enough, the entire army will suffer!

After the dragonfly regained its vitality like water, the young man observed the Great Xia camp. There was very little movement and no noise, only a few figures on the sentry proved that there were still living people in the barracks, but it was extremely lonely. However, this is also normal, because the distance is still far away, and even cultivators can hardly see everything clearly when the vitality is blocked. And they just won the battle, so it's no surprise that they let their guard down.

There are many prerequisites and conditions for attacking, and the young man is not reckless, so that the iron face behind the army can see it, and he can't help but say to the old man next to him:

"This son is really a genius. ”

"How can there be so many geniuses? Don't always mythologize them, Wang Ling is praised too much, so he will develop such a unique and unacceptable character. ”

"Ji Lao didn't know that this son was the illegitimate son of His Majesty outside, with his mother's surname, named Yang Jing. Although he said that he had been practicing late, he was twenty-seven years old, and he had just entered the Venerable Realm to bear fruit, but he was a rare dual-element cultivator in the world. ”

"Twin lines?"

Ji Lao wanted to refute, but when he heard this word, he immediately concentrated his attention again, and there was a complex meaning of attention in his eyes. Shuangxing is a cultivator who has the power of the two five elements, and this kind of existence is really rare. Wang Ling is not a genius in the eyes of Ji Lao, but this Yang Jing, I'm afraid he can really stand this word.

No one urged the army, and no one made the slightest movement, but ahead, Yang Jing looked at a few wisps of cooking smoke floating in the air, and couldn't help frowning, feeling tired. These wisps of cooking smoke drifted extremely lonely in the air, echoing with the morning glow, it didn't seem wrong, but a person in the barracks, what are these wisps of cooking smoke enough to steam?

When I looked at it again, the smoke had become an invisible provocation, as if mocking Yang Jing for not daring to come, and like a strange temptation, making them rush into the camp. This feeling made Yang Jing unpredictable, like a fish hook with bait, but there was no one on the other end of the fishing rod connected to the fishing line. Yang Jing was cautious, but he felt more and more that something was wrong. He didn't want to waste a great opportunity, even if the Great Xia army had left, he could pursue it for a distance. Therefore, he got up and ordered.

"Rush!"

The armor on his chest was stained with dirty spots, marked by blood on the ground. But the one who does great things will not care about that little bit of filth, because he himself is not clean, especially the hands hidden under the iron fist armor, which are stained with blood all over the city.

There was no horn to charge, no shouting, Yang Jing quietly rushed into the camp of the Great Xia Alliance with an army of 500,000, rushing down their sentry posts with great momentum, destroying the checkpoints, and heading straight towards them.

The army was like a behemoth, with an extremely heavy line, trying to crush the camp of the Great Xia Alliance. The cultivators were all hidden in the army, and they quickly shuttled through the various camps, and saw swords, sticks, dishes, chopsticks, and bedding, but there was no one. Yang Jing looked at a bowl of porridge, and when he touched the bottom of the bowl, it was still warm, so he no longer continued to search, but looked to the east, and felt a little warlike.

When did Great Xia's sense of smell become so keen, and it was so timely to retreat before he arrived. Yang Jing didn't think it was a coincidence, so he carefully analyzed it based on the information he had and the information provided by Tie Mian, and concluded that there were masters in Great Xia. Although he knew about Xia Xiao's existence, Yang Jing didn't think it was Xia Xiao's doing. In his mind, his breath was perceived, so they withdrew. And a few scarecrows on the sentry are just fooling their own toys.

But the strong people in the Great Xia Alliance have all been injured, and now they don't have time to make a move, so who should it be? Could it be that there are still strong people in the Great Xia Alliance?

Yang Jing, who was standing outside the house, quickly rejected this idea, and while he circled around the camp tent, he thought about what to do with the Great Xia military camp. In the end, he gave up the pursuit, because there were too many unstable factors, but he ordered:

"Burn this place down and go back to Fujikawa to wait for orders. ”

"Yes!"

The firewood sticks were suddenly held in the hands of this group of thieves and set fire everywhere.

Soon, smoke rose everywhere and drifted into the air. The army, which was still dark in the early morning, quickly departed, fleeing from the light and returning to the darkness like something of darkness.

The smoke rose into the sky, and the Nanshang army couldn't help but be ecstatic, even if there was no casualty in Great Xia, Longgang would be occupied by them. When they retreat, they go in.

This kind of situation was obviously not expected by the southern merchants, and it was an accident in the past few days. Iron Mask and Elder Thistle looked at the firelight, which was incomparably small underneath, but they talked in a tone that could control the larger fire:

"Since Daxia has taken the initiative to give up the first line of defense, I don't know who is directing. ”

As a general of Nanshang, Tie Mian is familiar with the art of war and understands the current situation better. Before sending a strong man on your side, it is naturally a good thing to take the initiative to leave, although it is possible to keep the army if you lose some territory. In this long tug-of-war, only the preservation of the number of troops is the top priority. But this morning's arrival and surprise attack even he knew about it temporarily, how did they make their decision?

"There must have been a strategist behind the command, and when I went to the camp first, although there were many remnants in it, there was no mess, which shows that they had been prepared for a long time, and when the time came, they left with their bags on their backs, leaving only these simple tents that were difficult to tidy up. These things are indeed dispensable compared to their lives, but their noses are too sensitive. ”

"What else did the seniors discover?"

"The white shed in Daxia is gone, and it is impossible to clean up the shed that can block three hundred hospital beds in a few hours, and depending on the new and old level of soil, I am afraid that it will have left last night. ”

"So they started to evacuate after yesterday's defeat of us?"

"Yes! I guess it was before it was decided before that. ”

"Victory and defeat are common on the battlefield, but there are few who are so calm after winning a battle, and it is the first time I have seen such a big demoralization as retreating while winning a battle. It's really a strange trick, and the time is just right, originally we set a year to conquer Great Xia, but now it seems to be a fantasy. That unknown strategist alone is enough for us to spend a lot of effort to find out and solve it. ”

Ji Lao nodded silently, this kind of mind and scheming made him secretly shocked and admired. But he had never heard of such an outstanding person in Great Xia, and even Su Zhongmou, who was rarely famous, would not do such a thing.

Who would tell the army to abandon the battle line and run to the rear when morale is soaring? The more experienced the strategist, the less likely it is to do such a thing, because it will lose the prestige of the country and the dignity of the army. But if it weren't for the minister's method, how could the Holy Lord of Great Xia listen to it? How could Lin Tian carry it out? When faced with the danger of destroying the country, the general who led the army controlled the army better than the Holy One.

However, the truth of this matter, no matter how much they want to break their heads, they can't think of a reason, only blind vigilance. The object of beware is not clear, after all, even if there is a traitor, the time is not right, and in the end it can only be attributed to coincidence. But this explanation can only comfort themselves, and even comfort them can't do it.

The army of Great Xia consisted of a large number of cultivators, who were riding on horses, and when they saw Longgang turn into a ball of fire in the distance, they all stopped. The previous wisps of cooking smoke above Longgang had dissipated, and the tranquil scene had been replaced by billowing black smoke. The moment they left the camp, they could only move forward, never backward.

But since the camp was burned, it means that they were right to obey the order. If you leave a little later, it will not be the humble camp tent that will be burned, but the army, or the ability of Great Xia to protect itself. So everyone is still very happy, but they just gave up their land, no matter how they think about it, it's a nest.

"Everybody's gone, keep up!"

The horse's head turned around and followed to the end of the line, also on one side.