At the gate of the Beiban barracks, a young woman walked towards the barracks with a backpack that pressed her upright.

The woman's face was sallow, her body was thin, and the guards at the door stopped the woman with guns, if it weren't for the fact that the woman was wearing a Beiban costume, I am afraid that she would have been poisoned a long time ago.

The guard knocked on the cloth bag behind the woman with the tip of the spear, and the woman understood, slowly untied the rope belt on her chest, opened the cloth bag, and revealed a guqin, about three feet six inches long, which was a scorched tail lyre, with snake patterns on the surface, which was worth a lot of money at a glance.

However, the young guards did not know this kind of elegant things, and only thought that the woman was an ordinary violinist, guessing that it might be that today was a succession of battles with the Feng army, and the generals were a little unbearable and lonely, so they found a violinist to relieve their boredom.

Thinking of this, the guards no longer blocked too much, waved their hands to let go, and the woman silently carried the guqin, perhaps because she practiced the qin and practiced a gentle temperament, and walked very slowly and lightly, not long after the woman left, a hurried sound of horses' hooves sounded, and a group of guards dressed in red and red python robes came on horseback.

The guards at the door saw that it was a red-clothed red python, and hurriedly knelt on the ground to salute, the red-clothed red python robe is the iconic clothing of the Northern Barbarian Elders, and the elders have a very high status in the Northern Barbarians, and even those arrogant and domineering scholars have to give three points to them.

The elders are composed of thirteen elders who are masters of the Divine Spirit Realm, each with unique skills and extraordinary skills, which is the absolute combat power that the Northern Barbarian royal family relies on.

Their existence is like the martial arts of the Central Plains, free from politics and military, but they have the ability to change the situation of the war, so they will have great respect for the Council of Elders, whether it is the Northern Barbarian army or the court officials, for fear of neglecting these masters.

However, the Elder Sect generally never contacts the military, let alone easily gets involved with them, so what's wrong with today? Someone from the Elder Sect actually came to their barracks.

These red-clothed red python guards only turned around and dismounted and stood outside the barracks, and did not go in, as if they were also guards, which made them a little puzzled, why did they stay here inexplicably, could it be that the elders of the old sect had already entered?

It's impossible, they've been staying here, except for a female luthier, no one has gone in at all, is it possible......

Recalling his rude gesture just now, the guard at the door broke out in a cold sweat.

Inside the Northern Barbarian barracks.

Murong Zhuozhuo was looking at the sand table in front of him, and the whole person could only be sideways, thinking about how to eat the Pingjiao Pass from Qin Feng and Yan Ziyue's hands, and at this moment, a woman with silent footsteps suddenly appeared at the door of the big tent with a cloth bag on her back.

In the entire camp tent, except for Murong Zhuozhuo, there was only Hui Lie, seeing the woman inexplicably appear in the camp tent, Hui Lie was stunned, and then roared angrily, "The military camp is heavy, how can you allow a woman to set foot in it, hurry up, who is standing guard, how can you let a woman in." ”

Hui Lie was about to call someone to drive the woman out, and Murong Zhuozhuo next to him sneered, "Don't shout, you and I can come here without you and me noticing, do you think those people can stop her?" ”

The woman didn't say a word, silently loosened the rope, said that the xylophone was put on the table next to her, and then her right hand tore it violently on her face, and the sallow face was directly torn off, revealing a fair-skinned and pink baby-faced woman.

Seeing the woman's beauty, Yan Huilie was stunned for a while, Murong Zhuozhuo hurriedly coughed, Hui Lie came back to his senses and stood behind Murong Zhuozhuo, and the young young master's cough can be said to have pulled Hui Lie back from the ghost gate.

Don't look at the woman is young and beautiful, but she is a real femme fatale, there was once a son of the Shi clan who coveted the beauty of a woman, and because he stared at the woman a few times, his head was cut off, but the head of the Shi clan was silent about it, and even knelt down to apologize to the female violinist.

As for how Murong Zhuozhuo knew, because Murong Zhuozhuo was at the scene at that time, the woman in front of him was not an ordinary person, but one of the thirteen elders of the Elder Sect, known as the six-eyed pianist - Chen Yuan'er.

The woman slowly took the green jade finger off the guqin and said softly, "Murong Gongzi, this is the prince's letter, please take a look." ”

Murong Zhuozhuo raised his hand slightly, his true qi surged, and the letter naturally appeared in Murong Zhuozhuo's hand, Murong Zhuozhuo smiled indifferently, "Is this still the elder sect I know?" It is rare to become the prince's messenger. ”

The female luthier did not answer, but sat with her back straight, her hands on the surface.

After reading the letter, Murong Zhuozhuo's face was instantly ugly, and he looked back at the female pianist, as if he wanted to ask something, but the words came to his lips but did not say anything, Murong Zhuozhuo smiled indifferently, "Miss Chen, thank you for the letter." ”

"Returning to the Lie, withdrawing troops ......"

"Huh? Withdraw ......" Hui Lie thought he had heard it wrong, and looked at Murong Zhuozhuo with an incredulous expression.

Murong Zhuozhuo frowned and said angrily, "Withdraw the troops, can't you hear my words?" ”

"Yes......" Hui Lie reluctantly surrendered his hand and turned to leave.

The female pianist got up silently, re-loaded the guqin, turned around and was about to walk out, when Murong Zhuozhuo suddenly spoke, "Miss Chen, ten days later, the White Wolf River will not be seen or dispersed." ”

The female violinist understood, turned to look at Murong Zhuozhuo, her eyes were cold but full of murderous intent, "The prince wants to interfere with the decision-making of the Elder Sect?" ”

"Of course not, the prince thinks that Miss Chen will come from thousands of miles away with a letter, and he won't want to go, so..."

"No need, the prince has given enough benefits to the elder sect, and we have settled it." The woman didn't buy it at all, and the murderous aura in her eyes was undiminished.

Murong Zhuozhuo bowed his head helplessly, and finally said in a deep voice, "That's all I have to say, the opportunity is in front of me, as for Miss Chen's choice, it is all up to your wishes, and we will never interfere." ”

Before the words of "Brush ......" fell, a true qi struck, and the silver true qi almost swept past Murong Zhuo's scalp, followed by the woman's disdainful voice, "Don't fight the elder's idea." ”

Murong Zhuozhuo reached out and took off the half-cut hair crown, and a fierce color flashed in his eyes, "Are you eager for revenge?" ”

……

The soldiers on the city tower looked at the Beiban soldiers in the distance to collect the flag and pull out the camp, and they all showed puzzled looks, after Qin Feng and Yan Ziyue came, the two sides fought for a few days, and before they could do it with real swords and guns, the Beiban withdrew their troops, could it be that they were afraid of them?

In the military camp of Pingjiaoguan, Qin Feng also looked very confused after learning the news of Murong Zhuozhuo's retreat, and the scouts sent out were not thirty but fifteen, and the news that came back was the same, that is, Murong Zhuozhuo really withdrew his troops and went north.

The 200,000 troops of the Northern Barbarians invaded the south, and they withdrew in such a hurry with a lot of thunder and rain? After fighting with the Northern Barbarians for twenty years, Yan Ziyue was killed and didn't believe that Murong Zhuozhuo really withdrew, there must be fraud in this, Qin Feng didn't nod or shake his head, just silently sketched the withdrawal route of the Northern Barbarian army on the map.

"The general army withdrawal will inevitably let the grain and grass go first, and the army will be behind, which is the same as the soldiers and horses before the grain and grass are moved, but you see, according to the scout's letter, the Northern Barbarians withdrew in a hurry this time, and their logistics baggage was withdrawn north with the army.

As far as the speed of the march is concerned, the weight of grain and grass cannot catch up with the speed of the combat army in any case, and now it looks good, looking for the speed of the Northern Barbarian army, after five days, these grain and grass and baggage will be separated from the army in front, and after ten days, at least fifty miles apart. Qin Feng looked at the map and said with a deep brow.

Yan Ziyue sat on the chair, looked at the map in front of Qin Feng, and said in a deep voice, "I'll just say that there is a problem, leaving the logistics behind, this is not to go with peace of mind, and the second is to deceive and deliberately seduce us." ”

Qin Feng's eyes rolled, he took the oil lamp, and looked at it carefully on the map, "Maybe there is another possibility." ”

"What?"

"They really had a problem and didn't have time to retreat......"

Yan Ziyue is also a veteran of the battlefield, such a large-scale battle must have been planned for a long time, how could he make such a low-level mistake because of an emergency.

"This is impossible, even if he Murong Zhuozhuo is a fool, it is impossible to leave so much grain, grass and baggage behind."

"Report ......" Just as the two were arguing, the scout came to report, "General Qiyu, the vanguard of the Northern Barbarians has passed twenty miles of the White Wolf River, and there is nothing unusual. ”

"Revisit."

The White Wolf River is located in the middle of Xilin Lege, the White Wolf River is the desert wasteland to the south, and the winding grassland is to the north.

The two sides fought no less than ten times in this less than ten miles, the most tragic one, the total number of soldiers sacrificed on both sides was no less than 100,000, and the corpses were densely packed with almost the entire White Wolf River.

"It's all over the White Wolf River, this Murong Zhuozhuo is really leaving." Yan Ziyue began to be a little confused.

Qin Feng got up and muttered, "True and false, false and false, false and true, false and false, real and false, the war is the choice and strategy of the boss, I have a plan, but I can explore the truth and falsehood." ”

"Sell it again, say." Yan Ziyue said unhappily, Qi Xi likes to sell Guan Zi on weekdays, and so does Qin Feng, these people's skills on the battlefield are not as good as their own, and this ability to sell their mouths is not bad.

In fact, Yan Ziyue lost to Qi Xi in chess, and it was precisely in the use of soldiers that Yan Ziyue lost, in Qi Xi's words, Yan Ziyue can command ten armies as generals, but he cannot command ten generals.

"Send troops to raid their logistics, once they have ulterior motives, they will definitely send troops back to help, once the troops are dispatched, it will be clear whether this is true or false.

If there is no ambush, it is not right, it burns their grain and grass, even if they want to fight back, without the support of military rations, they can't afford to make any splashes. Qin Feng touched his beard and said in a muffled voice.

Yan Ziyue nodded, turned around and walked out without thinking about it.

"What are you doing?"

"Take people to rob the grain."

Watching Yan Ziyue leave, Qin Feng was still a little uneasy in his heart, and called his subordinates and said, "Let the scout enter another hundred miles." ”

"General, then it's time to Hucao Leg, that's the important place of the Northern Barbarian military and politics......"

"General Ben knows, do as I say."

"Yes, my subordinates obey."