He raised his head and glanced at the group of armor soldiers, and suddenly shouted, "Are you going to follow me?!"

Hearing this, all the armor soldiers raised their eyes bursting with hot battle intent, and immediately heard a neat shout in the sand!

"Huha!!

Loud shouts resounded through the night sky, and the crowd staggered and moved in the same direction.

It's a battlefield!

Liang Fenghou walked in front of Ye Hongfang, his face curled up in the shadow of the starlight, but his words were a little more peaceful.

He asked, "Can you still move?"

Ye Hongfang gasped excitedly, his face was pale and he smiled in the severe pain, and said, "I can still hold a knife."

Liang Fenghou nodded, turned around and walked towards the battlefield.

Ye Hongfang was supported by his own guards and followed behind him, his trembling hand grasped the hilt of the knife, the blood in his eyes was still overflowing uncontrollably, but the lonely eyes followed the indomitable pace of his predecessors.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that Liang Fenghou's back image was very person.

Like ......

Zhen Yi.

The battle continued all night, and the sand road leading to the atrium from the ruins of the right courtyard of the desert was intercepted by the sand camp, and the Cana soldiers who had been rushing to the front line for a long time were attacked suddenly, and the battle line was wide and scattered.

The Canadians couldn't distinguish people in the night, the wind and sand in the night were strong, the torches lit were extinguished when they saw the wind, the enemy was in the dark night, the accurate tactical layout made them feel suspicious and frightened, this group of oncoming enemies seemed to have a pair of eyes that could see the night!

The Cana warriors were accustomed to gathering together to defend themselves with their shields, but the other side was scattered under the cover of night, and the clanging sound of arrows hitting the shields from time to time frightened them to move. But not only that, in addition to the bow and arrow sneak attack in front, there were small forces attacking from time to time in the left, right, and back directions, and they were suddenly caught off guard.

Seeing that the Cana people were stuck in place and defending, and a head in the sand was popping out of the thick sand, he shook his head and shook off the sand, then looked sideways to the side and said, "The effect is out, you see." He pointed to the uneven sandy road ahead, "Their formation is spread out, and their vision is not good, like a buffalo can't see its back. What a coincidence that you know so well the tactics of our sand camp. Hey, boy, tell me which battalion you're in?"

"The Forbidden Army in the West of the City." Jiang Baichuantou was still buried in the sand and peeked into the battlefield carefully, "My name in Yanzhou is recorded in the marching book."

The commander of the Shensha Battalion is called Shan Yicheng, who is middle-aged, and has taken over the position of the previous commander since Zhen Yi's death.

"When I took over the Sand Camp, the previous commander passed on a trick to me." Shan Yicheng took out the whetstone from his belt and sharpened the knife in battle, "Just two words, night battle. Say...... Let me figure it out on my own, but I'm good at sneak attacks during the day, and I'm blind and dark at night, and I don't dare to get started after so many years, but you kid is better than me."

"It's all in the book, General Zhen Yi crossed the desert at night and went out of the fortress, and destroyed the right court in a battle." Jiang Baichuan blinked and stared at the battle situation, "Didn't the commander follow at that time?"

The night breeze was still there, but it was getting lighter and lighter as it approached dawn, and the fighting between the two sides on the battlefield suddenly stopped, and the sound of swords and soldiers colliding was endless.

Shan Yicheng scratched the root behind his ear and said, "At that time, I was still a soldier, and I only knew one to be afraid. Sorry, let's not talk about the past, everyone is busy underneath."

"I'm not in a hurry at any time." Jiang Baichuan got up from the sand, he raised his eyes to see when the sky light would illuminate, "It's almost dawn, we have finished the night attack, and the next thing is to see the master's clever plan."

"Tell me to go down." Yama slashed the whetstone down the straight blade, and he said in a crisp and sharp sound, "Retreat."

The blade is crisp and bright, and the ethereal sound echoes endlessly.

Jiang Baichuan fluttered to the ground, he clenched his fists and shouted "Woo", and immediately blew a sharp and long whistle at the battlefield.

After a few ups and downs, the soldiers of the sand battalion on the battlefield evacuated one after another, and they rushed to the front of the mountain in a hurry, and one of them wiped the sweat stains on his chin with the back of his hand.

Gleefully said, "Damn, that's cool! Commander, it's been a long time since you've fought so hard!"

"It's not my credit, when have you ever seen me lead a sneak attack at night?" Shan Yicheng put the knife away and put it in the scabbard neatly, "It's his credit, the kid pushed by Liang Fenghou is good, hey, boy, what's your name?"

Jiang Baichuan retracted his gaze staring at the sky, he looked sideways, and said solemnly, "Jiang Baichuan. Commander, the sky is getting brighter, and our tactics can no longer be used, and they are easier to break if they are scattered."

"Yes, it is very easy to be separated and encircled in the desert during the day." Shan Yicheng looked at him appreciatively, "But dispersion has the benefit of dispersion. Boy, I don't have a good memory, I may have forgotten your name. But remember, what I have said, you must remember, and learn, remember!" He commanded the attention of the people around him to be drawn, "I'll only say it once, but you have to remember!"

Jiang Baichuan nodded and replied, "Oh."

"The sand camp assembles, right in the middle of the enemy." Shan Yicheng stood up as he spoke, and he pointed to a soldier, "Bald, go and give orders."

The man who was called bald had a bare head, and when he heard this, he immediately straightened his neck and opened his mouth to shout, "Whoa!"

The sand under the sand dunes was kicked up by the big feet of the armor warriors for a burst of yellow sand mist, and Jiang Baichuan found that the armor soldiers of the sand sinking camp were running fast in the sand, and in the blink of an eye, they had already run down the long sand slope.

Jiang Baichuan couldn't bear it anymore, he glanced at the bald man who ran away, turned to the mountain and hugged his fists, and said anxiously: "My lord, the enemy is outnumbered, such a concentration is the most unfavorable for the enemy during the day, we go deep into the inner belly of the enemy formation, if we are besieged by the Cana people who rush to help in the future, I am afraid that even the reinforcements will not be able to rescue." Z.br>

"I know all of this, and you know it, but, boy." Instead of going to the battlefield, the mountain walked back along the sand slope, "What you read from the books is called half-truths. You know the sand camp in the past, and you know our battles back then, but do you really know the sand camp? Or know your enemies." He pointed to the Canadians who had gathered in a circular defensive formation under the sand dunes, "How do these Canadians fight the enemy, can you see it this night?"

The mountain walked very quickly, and Jiang Baichuan ran to catch up, and he said as he walked, "The Cana people mainly use the circle shield as the auxiliary and the spear as the main defense against the enemy, and they are ready to defend the siege."

"That's what it was written in the book, and I'll tell you what I saw after I watched it all night." Shan Yicheng slapped the armor on his abdomen and shook off the grains of sand, "They are very patient and never take the initiative to attack. Compared to our sand camp, they are more patient. This is also very similar to our sand camp, but if you think carefully about last night, we scattered the attack, they scattered the defense, and you came and went all night, but we fought more and more urgently, this sneak attack, heh." He turned his head into a shyly smile, "Who the hell hit whom?"

These words were ordinary, and unintentional people were afraid to laugh when they heard it, but Jiang Baichuan heard the point.

Jiang Baichuan followed the mountain and walked down the sand slope, his eyes staying on the sand field that was gradually illuminated by the daylight of the fish belly.

The Cana warriors were gathered in a circle, shields in front of them, spears filling the gaps, and it looked like a hedgehog covered in thorns, but it was motionless.

On the other hand, the soldiers of the Shensha Battalion were out of breath when they ran. This night, they ran in all directions, using the momentum of bows and arrows to find an opportunity for a sneak attack, and attacked back and forth, which was the result of this night.

But what about the Canaians?

Jiang Baichuan saw the subtle difference, and he walked and said selflessly, "Physical strength."

"Yes, even though the Canadians lost their troops this night, their physical strength was the best to maintain." Shan Yicheng Lang stood on the low hill with a smile, "The first thing to do in a sneak attack is patience, just like the jackals in the desert act collectively, observe their prey, look for opportunities, and defeat them in one fell swoop!"

"But we've been delaying too long, and this attack has been unsuccessful." Jiang Baichuan felt a sense of frustration, "We didn't defeat them, we just delayed."

Shan Yicheng stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, and said with relief, "In terms of troops, our goal for this night has been achieved. Your tactics are as good as those of the previous commanders of the Sand Sinking Battalion. But, remember, sneak attacks are

Our purpose, but the sneak attack also needs to be accurately timed."

Jiang Baichuan looked for the key point from this sentence, and he looked at the Shensha Battalion armor soldiers led by the bald man in the distance, they were attacking with arrows in place, but their steps were gradually retreating.

"Let's go!" Shan Yicheng slapped Jiang Baichuan on the back, and then he turned around and walked towards the back of the low hill, "The good show is still to come!"

Jiang Baichuan followed the mountain and retreated quickly, but the battlefield in front of him became more and more anxious, a large number of Cana warriors were no longer attacked by bows and arrows, they were like leopards with a keen sense of smell, the first to notice the retreat of the soldiers of the Shensha Battalion, and suddenly changed their formation in the next moment. Everyone lined up in a long row with round shields, and immediately heard an earth-shattering cry from among the Cana people!

"Charge!"

Hearing this, a group of Cana warriors put their shields in front of them, and immediately raised their spears and charged at the armor soldiers of the Shensha Battalion!

Thousands of footsteps trampled on the sand, and in the midst of the wild running, the sand and dust raised a long sand mist that covered the Canadians behind, but the men in front were already closing in on the armor of the sand camp in the middle of the charge!

The bald man straightened his emaciated body, bent his bow and put an arrow in front of him, and then hung the bow on his shoulder and carried it on his back, and he turned his head sideways to the group of armor soldiers and said solemnly, "Here it is! Withdraw!"

The armor soldiers immediately put away their big bows as he did, then drew their steel swords and turned around and ran!

"Rush!"

The bald man took the lead in escaping, and the soldiers gritted their teeth and retreated like crazy. But as soon as the Canadians saw the enemy withdrawing, they immediately threw their shields behind their backs, and immediately chased after them!

The two sides chased and fled, the armor soldiers of the sand sinking camp were extremely familiar with the sand, and their foot strength was even faster and unusual, they lined up in two long lines between the runs, and at this time there was a bright daylight in the sky slowly spreading along the sand, forming a bright and dark contrast with the bald people.