Yu Dayou was taken aback: "Master, although robbing the camp is a common trick in the art of war, it may not be applicable to the Japanese invaders."

I've beaten the pirates before, and they are rats, and they are quite alert at night, and there are many secret posts outside the camp. And now there are muskets on both sides, and the cavalry raid has a limited effect. ”

Xiao Feng recounted what happened last night: "The demon monk didn't know what scripture mantra he was reciting, and the would-be monks were very excited when they heard it.

But in the evening, the strength of the text passed away, and the person became very depressed and weary, as if the strength of the medicine had subsided.

Although we said that it was a sneak attack at night, in fact, the main purpose was not to steal, but to attack.

Instead of fighting a group of crazy people during the day, it is better to fight a group of emo rats at night. ”

Yu Dayou was stunned: "Master, what is 'Yimou'?" Is it a word from the fairy world? ”

Xiao Feng nodded: "Yes, the word of the fairy world, that is, these guys are depressed and vulnerable!" ”

It was getting late, and Qi Jiguang withdrew to the city with a team that had been fighting for a day.

In fact, this kind of county is a barrier when the number of people is small. When hundreds of thousands of people on each side are really cut down, this kind of county town is only worthy of being a command center, and the real battles are still fought in the wilderness.

After listening to Xiao Feng's opinion, the exhausted Qi Jiguang suddenly jumped up and instantly resurrected with full blood.

"Brother Xiao is right, I also think that if their madness can continue, then it will be called a ghost.

We're all on defense these days, and tonight we'll turn defense into offense, so that the Japanese can see how powerful they are! ”

In the middle of the night, the chirping of autumn insects echoes in the wilderness, and they don't care about the battle between humans, just as humans don't care about praying mantis catching cicadas.

Although they are all in the same world, they are like two completely different worlds, and each other's death and killing have nothing to do with each other.

When the sound of horses' hooves broke the chirping of autumn insects, the emo would-be woken up from their sleep. Their perimeter guard forces and the Ming army clashed fiercely.

At first, muskets exchanged fire, but the prepared musketeers suppressed the panicked fire of the opponent with several volleys, and then the cavalry took advantage of this gap to pounce.

The collision in the dark, the slashing in the firelight, the gunshots rang out everywhere, and after the depressed Japanese robbers suffered a big loss, they finally stabilized their positions, and the two sides turned into a melee.

At this moment, a chanting sound sounded from the rear of the Wakos, causing the Emo Wakos to become agitated and start attacking frantically.

The soldiers in the front row of the Ming Dynasty were also affected by the chanting and became extremely excited, but after all, they were far away and the number of people affected was small.

The Ming army's army was beaten back again and again by the frantically counterattacking Japanese invaders, and the situation began to reverse.

Xiao Feng and Yu Dayou sneakily changed into the clothes of the Japanese Invaders, and then took advantage of the chaos to blend into the camp of the Japanese Invaders.

The experienced Xiao Feng told Yu Dayou to plug his ears with cotton, his skills were profound, and with the blessing of cotton, it was not a big problem to suppress the magic sound.

As for Xiao Feng, he had already tried it yesterday, and with the book of heaven in his heart, this magic sound couldn't control him after all, and he didn't need to block his ears.

After the two of them blended into the camp of the Japanese invaders, they were like two cars that had broken into the wrong lane, which was particularly conspicuous, and the Japanese had already cast suspicious glances at them.

Xiao Feng immediately turned around, and Yu Dayou didn't know why, so he also turned around. In this way, the two of them were in the same direction as the Japanese invaders.

Xiao Feng waved a knife in his hand, shouting in his mouth, what "press gives", "eight-grid tooth road" and the like, Yu Dayou also shouted blindly.

But Yu Dayou was surprised to find that Xiao Feng's feet seemed to be running forward, but in fact, his body was retreating unconsciously, and the best thing was that his movements were very silky, and he couldn't see it at all.

It felt like a person stepping on ice and sliding backwards. Yu Dayou didn't know that Xiao Feng was an authentic space step, and he was catching up with Michael Jackson's hottest group when he was young.

The widows next to him couldn't understand it even more, they just thought that Xiao Feng was running slower than them, and they rushed past Xiao Feng impatiently.

Yu Dayou, who couldn't walk in space, fell behind and had to take the risk of turning around and rushing in, and this time he was discovered.

"There is a fine work! Eight grid tooth road! ”

"Kill him! Press give! ”

In a wild roar, Yu Dayou attracted a lot of attention, he had to fight and retreat, and after the two swept through thousands of troops, they disappeared into the darkness.

Xiao Feng stepped on the space step, sliding towards the place where the chanting was loudest, and in the distance, he saw a group of Japanese robbers using their bodies and shields to form a temporary mountain, and the monk was sitting on the shield.

This monk's shelf is really big, can't he chant sutras if he doesn't sit on a high point? Xiao Feng thought about it, and felt that it was because he wanted the sound to spread farther.

The thousand soldiers, except for those who had set up the shelves, were all pressed by their swords, and a few of them were holding muskets and torches, and looked around vigilantly.

Xiao Feng dodged the light of the torch and slowly approached in the darkness. When the limit distance is reached, which is about 300 meters away.

Three hundred meters, the old musket of the past is almost no longer lethal, but the new musket of the Ming Dynasty can still kill people.

The problem is that at a distance of three hundred meters, even with the new musket of the Ming Dynasty, it has exceeded the limit of aiming. If it is on the battlefield, this is negligible.

Anyway, the other side has thousands of troops, you just need to follow the crowd and release the gun, not to mention 300 meters, it is 500 meters, as long as the range can be reached, it can also be blinded, and it can be injured if you can't die.

But Xiao Feng is now going to snipe a person, although this monk is not small, but aiming at a person at a distance of three hundred meters, with the current accuracy of the musket, he can only resign himself to fate.

Xiao Feng squatted in the shadows, raised his gun to aim, and brought out the feeling of Barrett with an old musket.

Xiao Feng knew that he probably had a chance of three shots. In such a noisy war, the sound of gunfire does not immediately attract attention.

But the continuous gunfire at close range is sure to attract the enemy. And he had to change his ammunition, and he couldn't sneak in with three muskets on his back.

Xiao Feng seriously aimed at the monk who was chanting with his eyes closed on the high platform composed of Japanese monks, and secretly muttered to himself.

Buddha, although I am not a Buddhist, although this monk is a Japanese monk, it is always bad to kill a monk.

But listening to this guy's reading, it's definitely not a good scripture. It is estimated that it is the scripture of the legendary demon king messing with your Buddhism.

So I'm kind of helping you clean up the portal. If you don't blame me, bless me with a single shot.

A gunshot rang out, and the monk chanting on the high platform suddenly stopped, he opened his indifferent eyes, looked left and right, and then closed his eyes again, and the chanting sounded again.

The guards around were also stunned for a moment, and looked around vigilantly, but no one noticed Xiao Feng in the dark.

In addition, they looked at the empty surroundings and did not believe that someone would shoot from such a distance, because it was impossible to hit.

This is the gap between the times, and the musket of today is still a group weapon used for large-scale firing on the battlefield in the minds of the people, and it has not yet entered the historical stage in terms of assassination.

The real long-range assassination is actually not as reliable as a powerful crossbow under the musket technology of this era, at least that thing does have an accurate head.

But no matter how strong the crossbow is, it is impossible to hit the target from a distance of 300 meters. A crossbow that can really reach this distance cannot be held by a single person.

Xiao Feng tried his best to quietly change the gun with ammunition, and then aimed again, feeling a little apprehensive in his heart, looking at the meaning of the Buddha, it seemed that he was not too happy to help him clean the portal.

Another gunshot rang out, and the monk who was chanting on the stage turned his head suddenly, this time the bullet grazed his body and flew by, he couldn't have felt it, he looked in the direction where the bullet was flying.

"There's someone over there!"

Hundreds of guards rushed in the direction of Xiao Feng, Xiao Feng gritted his teeth and quickly loaded the gun, the monk also hesitated, should he continue to chant the scriptures, or go down first to avoid the limelight?

In the darkness not far from Xiao Feng, Yu Dayou, who was covered in blood, rushed out, picked up the musket in his hand, aimed at the monk on the stage and fired a shot, hitting a guard dozens of meters away from the monk.

Yu Dayou scolded, took his big sword, and rushed towards the guards. The monk breathed a sigh of relief and sat down again to chant.

Now that the assassins have appeared, the guards can naturally be disposed of, and they will be safe, and there is no need to affect their work.

It's just that the empty mirror monk ignores a problem: the first two shots can fly past his body even if they are farther away.

Now that the Assassin had gone some distance further, how could he be so far away? Is this marksmanship a matter of luck?

This question came to mind after the Empty Mirror Monk had recited about three and a half verses of the scriptures, and then he was taken aback and looked at the dark corner farther away than Yu Dayou.

"There's still ...... there"

A gunshot rang out, and the empty mirror monk shook his whole body, looked down in surprise at the blood gushing out of his chest, and spit out blood bubbles in his mouth. Slowly fell down.

The guards didn't feel it, their attention was on Yu Dayou. It wasn't until the would-be robbers who were holding shields below noticed that something was wrong that they shouted in horror.

Xiao Feng rushed out of the darkness, helped Yu Dayou tear open a passage, and shouted.

"It's done, run!"

At this time, most of the guards had already run back to check on the situation of the empty mirror monk, and the remaining hundreds of people were frantically chasing and killing the two.

Fortunately, the battlefield was chaotic, and the light of the torches was limited after all, and the two of them had profound skills, running much faster than those guards, and finally escaped under the cover of darkness.

The goal was achieved, both sides suffered heavy losses in the night battle, and the Japanese and Ming armies withdrew from the battlefield one after another. They left behind corpses all over the ground and the smell of blood that made people can't open their eyes.

Oda Nobunaga stood dumbfounded next to the corpse of the Monk Kugami, staring at the guards with their heads hanging with blood-red eyes.

"Yaga! A thousand people! The thousand-strong guards even let the assassins assassinate the Master of the Skyclave! There are only two people on the other side! Waste, it's all waste! ”

Oda Nobunaga was very distressed, he knew best the power of the Empty Mirror Monk. The Japanese were able to occupy an advantage in the early stage of the war, and the Ming army was defeated and retreated, at least half of which relied on the chanting of empty mirrors.

Now that the Skyclave is dead, trying to boost everyone's morale with slogans and propaganda alone is not only inefficient, but also ineffective.

Originally, he thought that with an all-out attack with an army of 300,000, he could occupy Nanjing within a month and destroy the Ming Dynasty within three months.

But now it seems that this battle is going to be a protracted battle. Although Japan has exhausted all its household funds for this battle, food supplies are still enough for the time being.

However, the Ming Dynasty retreated and moved in the coastal areas, and transported all the grain away, and it was difficult to implement the plan of feeding the war with war. If you really fight a protracted battle, you will definitely lose.

Qi Jiguang also thought so, he happily looked at Yu Dayou, who was covered in injuries and lying on the bed, and said loudly.

"Brother Yu, your injury is too worthwhile! Without the demon monk, the combat effectiveness will inevitably be greatly reduced.

Their three-plate axe didn't cut us down, so it's time for us to do it! It's hard to replenish their people, but we can continue to deploy troops.

It's also difficult for them to resupply, but we can send supplies from all over the country. We have won this battle! ”

Yu Dayou snorted, expressing his please.

He was almost cut in the throat by a wolf in the scuffle, but fortunately he had quick eyes and mouth, and while his hands and feet were busy, he bit the tip of the knife with his teeth and killed his opponent.

I don't know if that wolf's knife killed too many people and was contaminated with bacteria, or if this guy was born as a ninja and had poison on the knife.

Anyway, Yu Dayou's mouth is swollen, and it is difficult to speak, and the words that are not pronounced are all like humming.

Xiao Feng was also injured, but it was much lighter than Yu Dayou.

This is not to say that his kung fu is already better than Yu Dayou, but when he killed the Skyclave to help, Yu Dayou had been fighting against that group of guards on his own for a while.

In the process of retreating, they suffered several fights despite the cover of darkness as they penetrated deep behind enemy lines. By the time they made a detour back to the Ming camp, it was already past noon.

After bandaging the wound and eating something, it was almost dusk. got rid of the big trouble of the henchmen, so that the three of them were very happy, and Qi Jiguang felt that the victory was in his hands.

Xiao Feng was not so optimistic, after the battle in the past few days, he felt that the combat effectiveness of the Japanese Kou was indeed much stronger than before.

Although the magic scripture of the empty mirror is a major factor, Oda Nobunaga's command should not be underestimated. This is a military wizard, and Qi Jiguang can be called a chess opponent.

"Whatever we can think of, Oda Nobunaga must be able to think of. Since it is a certain defeat, he will definitely not sit still, so what will he do next? ”

Qi Jiguang's eyes lit up: "Brother Xiao, why don't we test a word and see what the widow will do next?" ”

Xiao Feng smiled bitterly: "I guess it's useless." How the Japanese would act was on Oda Nobunaga's mind.

Although we are Oda Nobunaga's enemies, this is a battle between two armies, not a one-on-one life-and-death struggle, and the relationship is not as close as a personal feud.

So I don't know what he's going to do. If you don't give up, we can try. ”

Qi Jiguang really didn't give up, and took the paper and wrote the word "weaving" for Oda Nobunaga. (Traditional Chinese for "weaving")

"Brother Xiao, I want to test what the Wako will do next, or rather, what Oda Nobunaga will do next."

Xiao Feng looked at the word "weaving" for a long time, his face was pale from exhaustion, and finally he put it down helplessly.

"I guessed right, there is no close relationship between you and him, it really can't be measured."

Lying on the simple wooden bed, Yu Dayou, who looked like a mummy, suddenly blessed his soul and hurriedly expressed his opinion.

"Qi hum, you can hum you hum and hum will hum, anyway, hum hum, hum, you must hum hum."

Xiao Feng and Qi Jiguang both looked at Yu Dayou in confusion, Yu Dayou was so anxious that his head was covered with sweat, and he tried to shake his fat tongue and lips twice, and pronounced again.

"Qi-Ji-Guang, you can hum you hum and hum will hum, anyway, hum hum, hum, you must hum hum."

Qi Jiguang almost vomited blood: "Brother Yu, the focus of your efforts is wrong, don't we know the first three words?" What we don't know is the next word! ”

Yu Dayou was about to cry, he took a deep breath, calmed down, and calmed himself.

He found that the louder he was, the more muffled his pronunciation became. He simply beckoned the person to his side, trying to pronounce it at the volume of a whisper.

"Qi Jiguang, you can test what you will do next, anyway, what Oda Nobunaga does, you must do too."

Wake up the dreamer with a word, Xiao Feng and Qi Jiguang both looked at Yu Dayou in shock, just like the stupidest stinker among the three, who suddenly became Zhuge Liang.

This look made Yu Dayou very unhappy: "Master, Qi hum, hum like this, hum me, hum hum, I also hum hum good hum." ”

The two were in no mood to guess Yu Dayou's crossword puzzle anymore, Qi Jiguang immediately said, "Brother Xiao, I want to ask what I'm going to do next!" ”

Xiao Feng took the word, looked at it for a while, and said with a pale face: "It's too general, you have to be specific!" Now it's different than usual.

You are now a commander of the army, giving orders every day, and you have to do hundreds of things, each of which is an important thing, and it is impossible to measure it. ”

Qi Jiguang thought about it, and he suddenly became smarter: "I want to ask, where will I go next?" ”

Qi Jiguang, as a general of the army, will never leave the army. Wherever the army goes, he will go, and vice versa.

If Xiao Feng tells him that he will not go anywhere and will be in the same place, then he will continue to fight with the Japanese Invaders here, which means that the Wolves will continue to fight.

If he was going somewhere else, it would have to be the army. There is only one possibility for the army to be pulled, and that is to make new moves in the Japanese invaders.

Yu Dayou snorted with satisfaction and expressed his appreciation. Xiao Feng also nodded, picked up the word "weaving" again, and this time he finally spoke.

"The word 'weaving' is left '糹', the middle 'sound', and the right 'ge'.

"Glutinous" is the meaning of "silk", and the place you want to go should be a place full of splendid cities.

'Sound', the meaning of music, the place you are going is the place where music flourishes.

The word 'Ge' is naturally an elephant of soldiers, and you are going there to fight. ”

Qi Jiguang was stunned: "There is a lot of silk, music is prosperous, and I am going to go to such a place to fight next?" There are not many places like this in the south......"

Xiao Feng's originally pale face was now three points pale, and there was great anger and hatred in his voice, obviously he already knew something.

"The original meaning of the word 'weaving' is weaving, and weaving is a special thing for women, and there are many women in this city.

But in the word "weaving", "silk" only occupies one side, and "sound" occupies the middle, and there are more women in this city than weaver girls. ”

Qi Jiguang opened his mouth wide: "There are many singers, and the city is full of splendor, isn't that ......?"

Xiao Feng nodded: "'Ten miles of rouge is used as water, and half of the city is woven into the sky', this is Nanjing City, Jinling City, and Yingtianfu." ”