On the grassland, at some point, a strong wind blew.

Rain and snow are blowing.

Such extreme weather made the situation of the cadres and troops even more difficult.

But at this time, what Zhao Zheng and the soldiers were thinking about was a godsend.

In such weather, the Meng people in the royal court will not find out the movement of the cadres at all!

Now's the perfect time to sneak up!

Under the cover of bad weather, 10,000 cadres quietly came to the foot of Wolf Juxu Mountain, approaching the periphery of the Beimeng Royal Court.

At this moment, Zhao Zhengjiong's eyes were blazing, and he had already faintly seen the royal tent symbolizing the supreme royal power of Beimeng through the wind and snow.

Beimeng was formerly known as the Golden Horde, and the leaders of the past generations were all born in the Golden Family, just like the little prince.

Therefore, the king's tent in Beimeng is also called ..... Golden Horde!

The Golden Horde!!!

The officers and soldiers of the cadres are full of blood and hair, and they all tremble uncontrollably!

Big drops of rain, smashed fallen leaves swirling in the air, raindrops falling on people, also a little painful, Zhao Zheng looked at these murderous soldiers, a little inexplicable, the phenomenon of human slaughter from person to person?

But seeing that the military heart was available, he decisively gave the order

"All the troops are attacking!"

The rusty sword was about to show its edge, and in an instant, an overwhelming shout sounded under the night sky, and the elite of the 10,000 cadres went straight to the royal court!

"Enemy attack!"

The Meng people, who served as peripheral sentries, discovered the cadres for the first time!

In an instant, the horns rang out, shattering the silence of the night.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! ”

"Whew-"

Mengren, who was sleeping soundly in the big tent, got up suddenly, looked at each other's unclothed bodies, and looked at each other.

Enemy attack?

This is the Beimeng Royal Court!

The most difficult place in the steppe to conquer!

Even if Daqing Mountain collapses, Yin Mountain collapses, and Wolf Juxu Mountain collapses, the royal court is still indestructible!

The Meng people like to hunt, especially at night.

After discovering the beast, the Meng people will immediately launch an encirclement, and then use a bonfire to show the outline of the encirclement, and set up four or five layers of sentry guards to guard it.

As time passed, the beasts were gradually squeezed in the center, the encirclement became smaller and smaller, and the density became larger and larger, and the beasts panicked and even went crazy, pounced on each other, and killed each other, while the Meng people on the periphery were waving flags and shouting, beating drums and cheering.

Gradually, hunting became a training method for the Mengren people, and the generals of the Mengjun army always took the lead, personally going to the most easily broken places, and deploying the hunting in detail like a war.

The layout of the Beimeng royal court also refers to the hunting, the outer periphery is full of Mengren felt tents and sentry posts, and the inner circle is the felt tents of Mengren nobles and the king's tent.

For thousands of years, no one has been able to break through the outer circle and reach the inner royal tent.

Not to mention the mud legs of the Central Plains, even the four clans, who are also grassland athletes, can only drink and hate when they come to Wolf Juxu Mountain.

The people of Meng dressed quickly, everyone was a warrior, no matter which army he was, entering this Beimeng royal court was no different from going deep into the encirclement!

"Throw!"

Zhao Zheng raised his hand and threw out a sheepskin bag filled with fire oil.

The sheepskin bag that originally contained soil ran out of soil in Yumuchuan, and he was reluctant to throw it away, so he kept hanging it on a donkey and carrying it, which just came in handy.

The parchment bag was tossed into the felt tent and the oil was poured over it.

The felt tent, with willow wood as the bone, can be rolled up, open the door in front of it, such as the umbrella bone, open a hole at the top, called the skylight, all with felt as clothing.

To put it bluntly, from head to toe, it is full of flammable materials.

And there is also a fire source, under the skylight of each felt tent, there is a stove about two feet high, which is lit for heating all year round, and the ground is carpet, which is flammable.

"Burn!"

Zhao Zheng roared, mobilized the clouds, and the energy shook, and the entire royal court was in the area, as if an earthquake had occurred!

Shake the mountains when you land!

The soldiers can still stand firm, but the stoves in the countless felt tents are bubbling out!

It's on fire!

There are too many combustibles in the people, every household has a lot of fur, and this felt tent, and the fire oil is just used as a primer, which can cause a skyrocketing fire!

"Divide a thousand people to fight the fire! Save the King's Tent first! ”

"The rest of the people, join me in resisting the enemy!"

The Meng generals who stayed in the royal court were a little bit of catties and taels, and they were cultivated to be worthy of the second grade, but they commanded in an orderly manner, and quickly stabilized the panicked Meng people.

"The Qianjun raided the royal court?"

"What a boldness, warriors, come forward to meet the enemy!"

At this time, the rain is heavier.

There seemed to be a curtain of water in the royal court, everything became foggy, the distant scenery was completely invisible, and the fire gradually became smaller.

The leader of the Meng general laughed loudly: "The Meng people are the masters of the grassland!" The steppe is dominated by the descendants of the Sirius God! was already windy and snowy, and dared to set fire to the camp, and now there is a torrential rain to help! ”

"If you are stupid, you will surely die!"

Zhao Zheng was not alarmed, but breathed a sigh of relief.

He just wants to use fire to create chaos, and if he burns all the gold and silver under the royal court with a fire, it will be a loss.

Fortunately, Meng people were not stupid, they knew that they were the first to put out the fire, and the rainstorm came in time, so they extinguished the flames as soon as possible.

The 10,000 elite cadres were not angry and regretful, but raised their swords and guns one after another, and fought bravely to kill the enemy!

Although the flames only caused chaos for a moment, they revealed the location of the king's tent!

Golden Horde!

That's what they're aiming for!

"Kill!"

"The cadres are mighty!"

"For the sake of Daqian!"

The cadres are extremely brave, roaring wildly, only 10,000 people, but like thousands of troops, breaking the embankment and torrent, towards the king's tent, indomitable!

General Meng still dispatched in an orderly manner, commanding the soldiers of the Meng army to take off the big bow and block the enemy from a distance.

He had already seen clearly that the number of cadres was not large, only more than 10,000, and the Meng army had a numerical advantage, so there was no need to forcibly rush forward and fight hard.

Whoosh –

The clouds of the army have been formed, and a large area of dense arrow rain is in the sky, coming towards the dry army!

The sound of breaking the air was endless, and there were soldiers falling in the cadre army, but no one cared, no one stopped, and there was not even the slightest hesitation.

The little emperor himself lived a poor life haha, but he never deducted the rewards of others, even if he died, the families of the fallen soldiers would definitely be treated favorably.

Of course, no one wants to die, they just want to rush to the Golden Tent, break the royal court, defeat the Mengren, make greater merits, and take bigger bricks!

Of course, you can take a lot when you die, but you can take more when you live! Didn't run a point!

Therefore, the surviving soldiers, the speed of swinging the blade was even faster!

General Meng didn't understand, there was still such an army that became more and more brave the more they fought, it was unbelievable, seeing that the situation was not good, he no longer considered any battle damage, and directly let the army press on it!

Thousands of Meng people let out wolf howls in unison, as if they were hunting!

The royal court is the hunting ground, and the cadres are the lambs who are hunted!

However, it is not the lamb who dares to go deep into the encirclement, but the tiger!

"Dead open!"

Zhao Zheng shouted, swept away with a sword, and his body was thirteen feet, and there was no head again!

His ferocity attracted the attention of the Meng army, and several four-grade Meng generals surrounded and killed, but Zhao Zheng was just full of energy, like cutting tofu, one sword at a time!

"Stump, Tread, Tread—"

Wherever the little donkey's brisk hooves go, there is no life!

A sword, a piece!

The Meng army is wailing, it is too fierce, it can't be beaten, and no one can get on it.

The cadres are also wailing, they are too fierce to grab the heads.

It's all merit, it's all silver!