Time flies, and under Zhou Kuo's patient waiting, the fourth watch has arrived.

He cheered up, took the lead on the horse, didn't shout, just waved his arms, and the Red Army under his command got up one after another in tacit understanding, pulled the reins, flew on the horse, and showed his weapons at the same time, just waiting for Zhou Kuo's order to kill the Jin army camp.

Zhou Kuo's eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice: "Tonight's battle is related to the face of our army, and it is also related to the life and death of you and me, we can only succeed, not fail, brothers, follow me to fight, kill-"

After speaking, the old man took the lead and rushed towards the back gate of the Jin army camp, followed by the cavalry of the first corps, as fast as a whirlwind of gold.

The battalion of the First Army was indeed defenseless, and the soldiers guarding the back door of the battalion were not even awake, and they were dozing on the ground with spears in their arms.

The Jin soldiers were unaware of the approach of the Huwei army, and they didn't even hear the sound of cavalry running, and it was only when the other party got closer and closer that someone felt the ground tremble slightly.

One of the Jin soldiers was the first to be awakened, his sleepy eyes were hazy, his face was inexplicable, first he touched the ground, and then looked around, everywhere he looked, it was pitch black, and he couldn't see anything.

Could it be that there was an earthquake? The Jin sergeant pushed his snoring companion next to him and called out urgently: "Wake up! Wake up!"

"What are you doing?" asked Jin Jun, another name, in a blurred voice.

"Do you feel it?"

"Feel what?"

"The ground seems to be shaking......"

"I think you're sleepy. Another Jin Jun rolled over and continued to sleep.

The Jin Jun frowned and was silent for a moment. Finally, he couldn't suppress the curiosity in his heart, picked up the torch inserted in the side, and walked slowly into the night ahead.

He had only walked more than thirty steps, and he could already clearly feel the tremor of the ground getting stronger and stronger, faintly accompanied by a low roar.

What the hell is going on? The soldier of Jin hurried forward a few more steps, and at the same time raised his torch high, squinted his eyes, and looked forward carefully.

Suddenly, under the faint light of the torches, a ride flew out of the night. Before the golden soldier could react. The other party had rushed to him.

Jin Bing's mouth was already open, and his shouts were already in his throat, but the other horse's hooves stepped on his chest first.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the golden soldier seemed to shoot a cannonball from its muzzle. The whole person flew upside down seven or eight meters away. Lie on the ground. Blood flowed from his nose and mouth, and the armor on his chest was sunk downward.

He struggled to get up, but the horse had traversed him mercilessly. Immediately afterwards, the second and third horses stepped over him, and in the blink of an eye, a large number of cavalry trampled the body of the golden soldier into pulp.

In front of the galloping cavalry, the infantry was vulnerable.

The cavalry that rushed out of the night was the first corps of the Huwei Army headed by Zhou Kuo. At that time, whether it was a corps or a corps, the top ones were the strongest, and the combat effectiveness of the First Corps of the Huwei Army was second to none in the whole army.

Under the leadership of Zhou Kuo, they rushed to the front of the Jin military camp in an instant, and they were still dozing there, and the Jin soldiers and soldiers were confused and became ghosts under the hooves of others.

Zhou Kuo didn't kill all the Jin army guards, grabbed two live mouths, forced the Jin army to find out the direction of the Jin army's grain and grass hoarding, and then led the army to break straight into the Jin army camp.

Now it is really clear that the Jin army is not well prepared, such a cavalry burst into the camp, and the Jin army, which woke up, was frightened and rushed around, shouting and shouting, but it could not organize an effective blockade.

More than 10,000 horsemen of the Huwei army rode into the camp of the First Army as if they were in a no-man's land, and drove straight in, almost unimpeded to the hinterland of the camp, where the Jin army was hoarding grain and grass.

In the granary of the Jin army camp, bags of grain and rice were piled up.

Zhou Kuoxin waved his knife and slashed horizontally, picked open two rice bags, and the white rice immediately flowed out of it.

Seeing this, Zhou Kuo confirmed that this was the place where the Jin army hoarded grain and grass, and shouted sideways: "Pour oil, burn it for me!"

As soon as he gave the order, the Huwei soldiers who had already prepared rushed up and poured all the fire oil they had brought with them into the Jin army's grain depot.

After pouring the oil, Zhou Kuo lowered down and took a torch from the hand of a soldier, squinted his eyes at the Jin Army's granary, and made a gesture to throw the torch into it.

At this moment, I suddenly heard someone on the side shouting: "The red thief is going to be rampant, Shao Lin is here!"

Zhou Kuo was stunned for a moment, then the corners of his mouth were raised, and he smiled secretly in his heart, Shao Lin came quite quickly, but unfortunately he was still a step late!

The Huwei army came and went quickly, and after setting fire to the Jin Army's grain depot, more than 10,000 horsemen ran back the same way.

Shao Lin, who heard the news, was willing to let them go, urging the horse to chase after them, and roaring angrily as he ran. At this time, a small group of Jin troops gathered together to block the way of the Huwei army, trying to trap them in the Jin army camp.

However, the number of Jin troops gathered was too small to stop the Huwei army, and when the cavalry of the Huwei army rushed over, before they came close, the Jin army dodged in fright, but they slowed down the speed of the Huwei army's breakthrough.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Shao Lin took the lead in catching up with the tail of the Huwei army, slashed open with a scimitar, and even slashed and chopped, killing and injuring more than a dozen horsemen in one go.

Seeing his brothers fall under Shao Lin's knife one after another, Zhou Kuo roared angrily, turned his horse's head, and fought back with Shao Lin.

The scene is chaotic, the space is narrow, and neither of them can use it, but the fight between the two is very intense.

Don't look at Zhou Kuo's age of fifty, but his courage is not weaker than that of a young and strong young man, and his martial arts are even better, with a long knife in his hand, wielding a tiger and a tiger with gold, not leaking.

If he met an ordinary general, it would naturally be fine, but this time he met Shao Lin, one of the several fierce generals of the Jin Kingdom, and in comparison, his strength was even worse.

The two fought more than 20 moves, Shao Lin seized the gap, slashed, slashed, slashed three times at Zhou Kuo's upper, middle and lower three ways.

Zhou Kuo's heart trembled, and he tried his best to block, he barely took Shao Lin's upper and middle two knives, but the knife that went down the road to him really couldn't be stopped, he could only try his best to side the horse and get out of the way.

Hearing only the sound of sand, Shao Lin's scimitar swept from the left side of the horse's neck, and took it with him, picking out a large hole more than four inches long in its flesh.

Thanks to Zhou Kuo's quick reaction and rich experience, he pulled the reins of the war horse in time, and at the same time tightly clamped the horse's belly with both legs, otherwise he would have to be lifted off by the war horse.

It was not easy for him to stabilize the war horse, and Shao Lin's big knife was already close to his head.

Shao Lin, who was so powerful in the secret way, Zhou Kuo was shocked into a cold sweat, he turned sideways hard, although he let go of the key point above his head, but his shoulder was slashed by Shao Lin's scimitar.

"Click!"

The armor on Zhou Kuo's shoulder shattered in response, and the blade of the scimitar was deeply embedded in his shoulder, and the old man screamed in pain, exerted all his strength, and swung the knife to open Shao Lin's scimitar, and then stopped fighting, and ran away.

Shao Lin was willing to let him go, and shouted, "Where else does the red thief want to escape?" As he spoke, he carried a knife in one hand and chased after him.

Seeing that Zhou Kuo was seriously injured, his shoulder was dripping with blood, and half of his body was about to be dyed red, and more than 100 Red soldiers around him were red-eyed, and they greeted Shao Lin regardless of him and blocked him.

How could these ordinary Red Army soldiers be Shao Lin's opponents? The latter unleashed a whirlwind of swords, and with just one stroke of the Martial Arts skill, more than half of the more than 100 Red Army soldiers fell with men and horses.

The remaining Red Army was not deterred, and rushed to Shao Lin's approach, spears stabbing at his vital points one after another.

"You are looking for death!" Shao Lin brandished a scimitar, volleyed in the void, and the air flow shot out, and the number of horsemen who rushed to the front were swept away by his flow waves, and the people screamed and turned over and fell off their horses, and then, Shao Lin continuously released the Flame Divine Hammer and the Light God Extinguisher, and swept all the red cavalry that rushed over off the horse, but at this time, looking up at Zhou Kuo, where is he still there? (To be continued......)