Where did Yang Zhan know who the mad monk was, shook his head, sighed, and ordered to collect the troops and return to the camp, garrison the wooden village, and let Guo Wei's soldiers challenge him, but he shouldn't, hang up the battle exemption card. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's no wonder that among the five first-class masters brought by Yelu Hongyan, the Venerable Master Minghui has the highest martial arts and the most means.

There was a commotion in Guo Weijun's army, and Yang Jun was so ashamed that his head almost pierced into his crotch, and his morale plummeted.

Seeing that Yang Zhan refused to fight, Guo Wei smiled slightly, and was not reluctant, threw stones for a while, saw that the hour was approaching, and ordered the troops to be collected and returned to the camp.

On the way back to the camp, Yang Ye grabbed Li Fengyun and said: "Brother Fengyun, I got a book of martial arts cheats on the battlefield just now, and I looked at it, it turned out to be an axe, which does not match my path, but it is somewhat similar to your style. ”

After that, Yang Ye took out the secret book that was found from Zhang Ji's corpse and handed it to Li Fengyun.

Li Fengyun was overjoyed, before Yang Ye and Zhang Ji fought only time, Zhang Ji's axe method gave him some inspiration, but he didn't catch it, he felt regret in his heart, heard this, hurriedly took the secret book, only to see six big words written on the secret book: "Ninety-nine serial axe method".

At this time, he didn't have time to take a closer look, Li Fengyun hurriedly accepted this cheat, arched his hand towards Yang Ye, and said with a smile: "Thank you, maybe this book can really help my brother a lot!"

The two talked and laughed, and the mad monk ran over and whispered to Li Fengyun: "It's not too early, it's time to go!" The mad monk had already changed into a battle robe at this time, and his monk's robe was destroyed before the battle, so he had to ask for a battle robe instead.

Li Fengyun took a closer look, and always felt that this robe was more suitable for the great monk than the shabby monk's robe.

The two of them jumped off their horses, sneaked into the nearby woods, and with a light effort, headed for the secret path that Seventeen had spoken of.

Although the mountain road was difficult to walk, it was difficult for the two of them, and it took more than half an hour for them to come to the place mentioned by Seventeen. Here Zhao Kuangyin left someone to answer, and it went smoothly, and the two passed through the hidden cave and came to the small valley opposite.

Two thousand elite soldiers were resting in the valley, and Zhao Kuangyin greeted him and asked in a low voice, "Is Yang Zhan aware of it?"

Li Fengyun shook his head and smiled: "I'm afraid he never dreamed that we would poke his ass today, but there may be first-class masters in his camp, so let everyone be careful." ”

Li Fengyun recounted in detail what happened during the day.

Everything during the day was a show for Yang Zhan, in order to make a fatal blow to the ugly time tonight, and the knife of this fatal blow was these people in the valley.

With four first-class masters here, it shouldn't be a problem to break through Yang Zhan's camp!

The reason why he chose to sneak in during the day was because he was afraid that the night march would startle the night birds and attract the attention of enemy spies.

Taking advantage of this time, Li Fengyun ate two large pieces of meatloaf and fell asleep in a hurry.

When I woke up, it was dark, the moon was high, and the wind was urgent, so it was a good time to rob the camp.

After some preparation, Li Fengyun led two thousand elite soldiers to find out the nameless valley.

"How bitter is a single", "How bitter is a single", the cry of the cuckoo kept coming from the front. It wasn't the cuckoo's cry, it was a signal that He Chi and the others were safe after they got rid of the secret agent.

After walking for two hours, everyone gradually approached the Xieyang Road.

Sure enough, as they expected, the Xieyang Road was not suitable for camping, Yang Zhan set up the camp on this side of the Xieyang Valley, and the camp just blocked the entrance of the Xieyang Road.

Yang Zhan also dug a trench outside the camp, but it was not wide, and ordinary soldiers could jump over it, obviously this trench was only dug in a hurry, and the wooden fence of the camp was not dense enough.

After all, to erect such a large wooden village at the end of Xieyang Road in three days consumed most of Yang Zhan's energy and manpower, making it impossible for him to take care of the defense of the camp.

If Guo Wei's soldiers and horses had not broken the wooden village, Yang Zhan thought that his camp would not be in any danger, unless Guo Jun had grown wings. Moreover, Yang Zhan only planned to maintain such a simple camp for a few days, and when he had his hands freed, he would re-consolidate the defense of the camp.

Yang Zhan didn't think of the trails in the mountains, but he also made careful arrangements for those trails, and there were many secret agents lurking, and there were carrier pigeons to keep in touch. If something happens, he'll know right away.

It's just that Yang Zhan didn't expect that there was another trail that was missed right under his nose.

When approaching the ugly, the Yang army, who was in charge of the sentry in the camp, was obviously a little sluggish, and the results of several competitions during the day had a great impact on the morale of the Yang army.

If there was no solid wooden wall, the soldiers of the Yang army had lost confidence in whether they could block Guo Wei's army with their flesh and blood, and the army on the opposite side looked much stronger than them, and even the famous general Zhang Ji in the army had his head cut off by an unknown young general, let alone these small soldiers?

Several second-rate masters in night clothes slowly sneaked into the Yang army camp, and after a while, the Yang army in charge of guarding fell one after another without making a sound.

Li Fengyun smiled slightly and looked at Zhao Kuangyin, who nodded.

Immediately, the sound of killing was everywhere, and two thousand elite soldiers slaughtered into Yang Zhan's camp.

Li Fengyun took the lead, and as soon as he jumped into the enemy camp, he saw seven or eight enemy soldiers rushing out of the tent, disheveled, with panicked faces, and they didn't even have a blade in their hands. Li Fengyun smiled, the Shadow Treasure Knife flashed, and he only heard the sound of screams endlessly, and the seven or eight people had already fallen in a pool of blood.

The people who came to steal the camp were all selected veterans, and they knew exactly how to steal the camp, and they almost didn't need Li Fengyun's command, they all knew what to do, and teams of men and horses interspersed with each other to kill those enemy soldiers who were trying to organize.

"What's going on?" more Yang soldiers jumped out of the camp, and they didn't know what was going on, and in the blink of an eye, they fell to the ground in a whirling motion, drowning in the chaos of the crowd, some of them died by the enemy, but more of them died at the hands of their own people.

It is a terrible thing to be attacked on a windy and dark night, because the party who is attacked cannot tell who is the sneak attacker, everyone is in danger, and cannibalism is almost inevitable.

Yang Jun's soldiers scurried around like headless flies, trying to find a way to survive.

The defeat was like a mountain, and the situation quickly turned from chaos to collapse, and the crowd rushed towards the Xieyang Road like sea water, and people knew that only there were 2,000 elite soldiers of the Yang army who were waiting there, and maybe they could save their lives if they fled there. At this time, everything that stood in the way of the fleeing crowd was knocked down.

Yang Zhan had already cut off the heads of more than a dozen soldiers who were jumping around, and he was covered in blood, but he still couldn't stop the flow of people who were fleeing, and the two guards grabbed Yang Zhan's arm and shouted: "General, let's go! If you don't leave, it's too late!"

Looking at the crowd fleeing in all directions, Yang Zhan laughed miserably: "Go, where can I go? Where did these thieves come from? How can I be worthy of the great trust?"

After that, Yang Zhan shook off the guards, and the horizontal sword was about to kill himself.

"Bell" Yang Zhan only felt a shock in his arm, his arm was weak, and the sword fell to the ground. When he raised his eyes, he saw an old servant in black standing beside him, this person he knew, wasn't it the old servant who had been staying by Yelu Hongyan's side?

Yelu Hongyan stood in front of him at some point: "General Yang, victory and defeat are common things in soldiers, why be discouraged?"

Yang Zhan's personal guard's eyes lit up, and there were more than 20 martial arts masters around Yelu Hongyan, and with such a group of people, they would definitely be able to fight their way out of the encirclement.

"General, the most important thing now is to hurry back to the camp and inform Yang Shuai to prepare early, under the internal and external attacks, Xieyang Road is no longer safe. One of the guards exhorted loudly.

At this time, the west side was also full of killing sounds, and the firelight illuminated the entire sky, Guo Wei would not let go of such a great opportunity, and led the whole army to attack the wooden village at the mouth of the valley of Xieyang Road.

The panicked soldiers of the Yang army could not hold the thin wooden village, and from the moment Li Fengyun led the army to attack the camp, Yang Zhan's defeat could not be changed.

"It's me who has betrayed the trust of the handsome!" Yang Zhan cried.

Several guards exchanged glances with each other, and everyone caught Yang Zhan, followed behind Yelu Hongyan and the others, and rushed away from the southeast.