In the camp of the Qing army, Atai sat in the big tent of the Chinese army, his face was tired, and his eyes were bloodshot.

He hadn't had a good night's sleep in two days.

"General, you should rest early!"

Atai's pro-army guard commander is a master specially transferred by Huang Taiji, with innate martial arts strength, extremely good at fighting with masters, and is naturally suitable for being a bodyguard.

Ah Tai rubbed his forehead and said tiredly: "There is such a big movement outside, how can you let me sleep?"

You have also seen the strength of the pair of dog men and women, even the big killing weapon of the crossbow can't help them, if they come to steal the camp at night, our entire camp will be blown up! ”

Bombing the battalion is definitely a nightmare for every commander, and it is more terrifying than losing a battle on the battlefield.

The soldiers who were awakened in their sleep, their minds were not yet clear, and when they heard the shouts of killing in the camp, the instinct of life would drive them to hack everyone around them to death.

In the night of chaos, it is impossible to distinguish whether he is an enemy or a friend, no matter who he is, he will be hacked to death first.

If the boss fails to control the situation in time, let alone tens of thousands, even an army of hundreds of thousands may collapse overnight due to cannibalism.

"The general is too worried, such a master, in my opinion, is an existence at the same level as the national teacher, with his own dignity and arrogance, how can he make a move to steal the camp."

The commander of the pro-soldiers comforted: "The purpose of those two people is nothing more than to exhaust my army, and then scatter us in one fell swoop on the frontal battlefield, so as to make a name for themselves.

The general can rest in peace. It took a while, and as soon as the army of the imperial court and the people of the national division arrived, those two people could not fly! ”

Ah Tai breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, "Then you can sleep first, and if there is a problem, wake me up in time!" ”

As he spoke, he lay on the wooden bed and prepared to go to sleep first, because of the severe lack of sleep, his brain had begun to become sluggish and even experienced a feeling of vertigo.

But he had just laid down when he heard shouts and fighting from the barracks, accompanied by the sound of bows and muskets and the clashing of swords.

"What's going on?"

Ah Tai got up in a panic, and outside the tent, a messenger hurriedly came, and said in a panic: "General, it's not good, someone sneaked into the camp and assassinated many of us, and many brothers were broken in their sleep!"

Now everyone in the forward battalion is like a frightened bird, killing everywhere with weapons, and the camp has been bombed! ”

Atai was furious and grabbed the collar of the pro-army commander, "This is the dignity of the master you are talking about?" ”

The pro-army commanders didn't know what to say.

You ask me, who do I ask?

Lao Tzu has lived for decades, and this is the first time he has encountered such a situation, right?

It's so powerful that it's almost invincible, but he still doesn't want to assassinate ordinary soldiers without any face, and he's been lying in a groove, and I've lived for half a lifetime, and I've never seen this kind of person!

Ah Tai reluctantly let go of his hand and ordered: "Order, the soldiers and horses on duty of the Chinese army battalion will be drawn immediately, and the forward battalion will be controlled as soon as possible!" ”

Standing outside the camp, looking at the dark night, Atay was exhausted.

It seems that I don't want to sleep tonight!

......

In the next few days, Song Xuan and others ran through the style of Lao Liu to the extreme.

The Qing army started to attack, he led people to slip away immediately, and when your squad returned to the camp, he pasted it up like a dog's skin plaster.

During the day, it is not lively to beat gongs, drums, play and sing, but it will not let you sleep peacefully.

At night, he sneaked into the barracks to carry out assassinations, and he was not greedy, so he immediately slipped away after killing a few hundred people, not giving the other party's army a chance to surround him.

After five or six days in a row, the soldiers of the Qing army, who were extremely sleepy and insecure, finally completely collapsed after Song Xuan's new round of assassinations, especially after slashing out several sword qi in a row in the camp.

If you look at it from a high place, the Qing army camp, which stretches for more than ten miles, is full of fires and fights.

The Qing soldiers, who had just been awakened from their sleep and had not even worn battle armor, carried knives like mad dogs and cut people when they saw them, in order to vent their panic and despair for these days.

The Qing army camp, the forward camp suffered countless casualties, Song Xuan

Holding the Pure Yang Wuji Sword, he walked in like a leisurely stroll and walked in.

After holding steady for so long, it's finally harvest day!

Ying Yue didn't go in, but stayed outside the camp to protect the Dharma.

She knows what her husband wants to do, she needs to kill to refine the flower of the gods, at this time, she only needs to be a virtuous helper and stabilize the external environment.

As for the killing in the barracks, she didn't have to worry about it. The barracks, which have completely collapsed, are easier to kill than tens of thousands of pigs waiting to be slaughtered.

This killing, from dark to dawn.

In order to experience the ultimate killing, Song Xuan didn't even dodge at all after killing, and just let the blood splash on his body to stimulate his spirit.

Wailing, screaming, pleading, despair, and all kinds of negative emotions from the Qing army can become the nourishment for him to temper his spirit.

When he ended the killing with Atai's head covered in blood, the sky was already bright, and the monstrous killing aura that escaped from his body, even the invitation subconsciously took a step back.

As for the fat and thin head Tuo and the others, they were far away from daring to step forward, and they had a feeling that Song Xuan's state at this moment was very special, and a look was estimated to kill them.

Throwing Atai's head on the ground casually, Song Xuan glanced at Ying Yue expressionlessly.

"Protect the Dharma for me!"

Ying Yue nodded solemnly, "Okay!" ”

Song Xuan didn't say anything more, and sat directly on the ground with his knees crossed, and the Pure Yang Wuji Boy Gong, a heaven-level exercise, began to run at a high speed.

With a monstrous killing qi, he began to temper his spiritual will.

Holding the scabbard in her left hand and the hilt of the sword in her right hand, Ying Yue stood in front of Song Xuan like a sculpture, her eyes glowing with a cold light.

At this moment, she didn't have any words, but anyone knew that whoever dared to step forward would definitely be dead or alive!

Fat and Thin Tou Tuo and the others retreated far away, Fat Tou Tuo began to make roasted whole sheep, and Fat Tou Tuo ordered people to collect wild vegetables and wild fruits in the mountains, and the son was busy all night, and he must have a good meal after cultivation.

As a qualified cook, it doesn't matter if the owner needs to eat or not, but it's always right to prepare in advance.

"It's really unimaginable that the elite battalion of tens of thousands of people was really destroyed by Gongzi alone!"

Chubby muttered under his voice as he roasted the meat.

The tall and thin figure of the fat head Tuo bent over and fiddled with charcoal, and said enviously: "One person destroys one army, and the martial arts master is probably nothing more than that, right?"

Little fat, don't forget to be rich and noble, if you are developed in the future, remember to pull your brother! ”

Xiaopang patted him on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "Don't say that my brother didn't remind you, our martial arts qualifications are limited, and there is no future in the rivers and lakes."

Listen to my advice and hurry up to learn a craft.

In the past few days, I have found that Childe seems to have a soft spot for osmanthus cakes, and for you, this may be a way out! ”