Chapter 271: Night Raid

"This is what you call a sparrow war!" Huang Fu laughed, "It really works!"

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However, this attack completely disrupted the formation of the Khitan army, and the Khitan iron cavalry that was killed and scattered was everywhere, and the formation of the Khitan army was completely disrupted. If Yelu Tiande wants to revive the team, there is not an hour that cannot be done.

After an hour, it should be completely dark.

It was almost impossible for Yelu Tiande to march at night in a situation full of traps.

Moreover, the continuous attacks during the day have exhausted the energy of the Khitan iron cavalry, and in this case, Yelu Tiande can only set up camp and choose a road.

After reorganizing the army, Yelu Tiande really ordered the Khitan army to stop and rest, bury the pot to make rice, and set up camp.

The smoke had just risen, and the beef had not yet been roasted, when suddenly the sound of killing was everywhere, and the sound of horses' hooves rushing towards the Khitan camp was rushed.

The Khitan soldiers threw away the beef and mutton in their hands one after another, picked up their blades and looked around, the sound of killing suddenly disappeared, and the sound of horses' hooves gradually disappeared, and they did not approach the Khitan camp at all.

came like a storm, went like an autumn rain plantain, it turned out to be just a false alarm.

The Khitan soldiers sat down one after another, picked up the beef and mutton on the ground, and wiped the dirt on it. A Khitan soldier said angrily: "It's so noisy during the day, and it's so noisy at night, and they don't even stop eating, don't they know if they're tired?

Everyone was speechless, just lowered their heads and roasted dry and hard air-dried beef and mutton.

During the day, the Jin army's sparrow-like attack had exhausted their energy, and they just wanted to eat dinner early and sleep in the tent with their heads covered.

The wish is beautiful, but it is destined not to come true.

Yelu Caige closed his eyes and quickly fell asleep.

In the dream, he sat around the bonfire, gulping mare's milk wine, watching his beloved girl dance around the bonfire, with the large string of pearls he had snatched from the Central Plains around her neck, and there was a faint trace of blood on it.

Suddenly, the earth began to tremble, and there was a "boom" of thunder in the sky......

Yelu Caige sat up suddenly, as an excellent warrior, the slightest movement around him could make him quickly alert and wake up, which was one of the reasons why he was alive until now.

The ground was really shaking, it was the tremor caused by thousands of horses running, but the thunder was the rumbling drums of war.

Yelu Caige quickly put on his battle armor, grabbed his weapon, and rushed out of the tent.

Outside the tent stood Tong Ze, who had been awakened like him, and he also copied the blade in his hand, looking around unknowingly.

The sound of the drums of war gradually subsided, and the thousands of horses did not rush into the camp, but turned and left.

Centurion Xiao Rolling shouted: "Sleep, go back to sleep, don't worry about anything." The marshal arranged heavy troops, and the southern barbarians could not rush in. ā€

Brother Yelucai, relieved, went back to the tent, took off his bulky armor, and closed his eyes.

However, the high-speed brain made him unable to get drowsy no matter what.

The tent was silent, except for the sound of robes tossing and turning. Obviously, everyone, like him, suddenly woke up from his sleep, where is there still a little sleepiness?

I don't know how long it took, my eyelids finally became heavy, and suddenly, there was an annoying gong sound outside the tent, Yelu Caige opened his eyes in a daze, and saw the centurion Xiao Chuan rushing in, kicking Tong Ze, and shouting: "Get up quickly, go out and put out the fire!"

It wasn't until he was kicked hard by Xiao Chuan that Yelu Caige came to his senses and hurriedly ran out of the tent.

The camp was noisy and chaotic, with more than a dozen tents burning in the flames around Yelucaige, and even more blazing fires burning in the night sky in the distance.

Several Khitan soldiers, covered in fire, screamed and fled from the burning tent, rolling on the ground to extinguish the flames on their bodies.

Once the butter-smeared tent is set on fire, it is very difficult to extinguish. Could it be that the Jin army has already entered the big tent? Doesn't it mean that the southern barbarians can't rush in at all because of the heavy troops arranged?

Brother Yelu Cai heard the centurion next to him, Xiao Ran, whispering: "What the hell did you do, how did you let the southern barbarians come into the camp?"

Brother Yelucai's heart trembled.

If that's the case, how can he rest at ease in the future?

Suddenly, Yelu Caige thought of the demon general of the Jin army named Li Fengyun, although he had not seen the blood-clothed Rakshasa with his own eyes, that day by the river, he was huddled in the crowd, and he couldn't see the situation by the river at all. However, the legend of the blood-clothed rakshasa in the army is getting louder and louder.

One person alone blocked 20,000 Khitan iron horsemen, and it was not until this person was long gone that Yelu Tiande dared to lead the army to cross the river.

How capable is this man? Even the great shaman with the greatest supernatural powers in the tribe could not do this.

It is said that this man has countless pregnancies and the ability to fly to the sky, in this case, if he wants to set a fire in the camp, who can prevent him?

If just now, there was a fire that burned the tent you were in, then ...... Thinking of this, Brother Yelu shuddered.

"Can this battle really be won?" Yelu Caige suddenly became full of doubts about the prospect of war.

Of course, the fire in the barracks was done by Li Fengyun and four first-class masters, with more than twenty second-rate masters.

Although the Khitan army is heavily guarded, it is not difficult for them, martial arts masters who are strong in martial arts and can come and go, and it is not difficult for them to burn dozens of unimportant camp tents without knowing it.

Although this can bring a very serious and substantial blow to the Khitan army, the damage to the morale of the Khitan soldiers is very serious. Moreover, Li Fengyun's purpose was only to make the Khitan army sleep restlessly.

The fire in the camp was extinguished.

Yelu Caige returned to the tent tiredly, not daring to take off his armor again.

My head was groggy, but I didn't feel sleepy at all.

The slightest movement outside the tent will attract the attention of Brother Yelucai, since the heavy troops arranged by General Yelu cannot protect him, then everything can only be relied on by himself.

"Damn the Jin army, damn the blood-clothed demon!" Yelu Caige cursed secretly in his heart.

He is not afraid of death, the Khitan man is never afraid of death, but this does not mean that he is willing to die, if possible, Yelu Caige still hopes to go back alive, return to the beautiful girl, hold her little hand, sing and dance by the roaring bonfire.

Yelucaige, who couldn't sleep anymore, simply stood up, walked out of the tent, took a deep breath, and looked north.

In the north, there is a shining star that never moves, and the shaman in the tribe says that the location of the immovable star is the kingdom of heaven, where every Khitan warrior rests. The light of that star will always bless the tribe.

"Whoosh", Yelu Caige heard a slight voice.

On a normal day, he would react immediately and dodge.

But the toss of the day and night made his reaction a little sluggish, and he turned his head to look at the place where the voice sounded.

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his neck, and a warm bloody flower bloomed in the night sky.

Yelu Caige touched his neck, and looked at the slippery, warm blood in his hand in disbelief, this kind of blood, he had only seen it on the necks of the people, officers and soldiers of the Southern Dynasty before, when his scimitar slashed through their necks. This time, in the silence of the night, he saw it again, only this time it was his own.

Yelucai slowly fell to the ground, and once again, he saw the shining star, and the beautiful girl was dancing in the starlight, beckoning to him......