"Are they trying to raid overnight?" Shen Zheng listened to Jian Chen's report, his brows furrowed.

"Whether to attack or not, and where the target is, Jian Chen can't be sure, but there are all kinds of signs that they should take action, so I hope that General Shen will prepare first. ”

"Yes, take precautions!" Shen Zheng nodded and turned to Zhang Chao beside him, "Quickly pass the order, the army will be on guard tonight and strengthen the defense!"

Zhang Chao straightened his military uniform and took the order.

As soon as Zhang Chao left, Chen Jian said goodbye to Shen Zheng.

"You want to go back to the death row?" Cai Pingyu asked.

"The enemy target is unknown, and I must go back. Chen Jian affirmed.

"Do you know that if Tart Xue's target is really a death row camp, I'm afraid that if you go, I'm afraid there will be more bad luck. Cai Pingyu wasn't sure if Jian Chen knew the consequences of his departure.

"Since I am a person from the death row, how can I escape!" Chen Jian turned around and wanted to leave.

"Jian Chen!" Shen Zheng called out to him.

"General!" Jian Chen turned around and looked at him suspiciously.

"You are a talent, you are needed in the army, if you-" Shen Zheng wanted to speak again.

"The general's meaning Chen Jian understands, it's just that if Chen Jian does a person who wants to save his life and ignores his brothers, wouldn't General Shen see the wrong person!"

Shen Zheng looked at Jian Chen and sighed, "It's a pity." ”

Cai Pingyu saw Chen Jian leaving, and a trace of worry appeared between his eyebrows.

"Pass the order, the enemy army is moving, all the people are stationed in the camp tonight, ready for battle!" Coming out of Shen Zheng's camp, Chen Jian hurried back to the death row camp without stopping.

This sudden news made many people panic.

"Everyone, calm down!" Chen Jian shouted to the soldiers at the training ground, "If there is really an enemy attack, we will only give the enemy a chance to take advantage of it." ”

"In the past few days, we have been practicing in the mountains, so we should be familiar with the terrain, and we have already placed some organs, so I believe that the enemy army will not be able to attack it so easily. ”

"We are now drawing up a strategy for the battle, the men of the vanguard army climb to the top, discover the enemy troops, set fire to warn, the advance troops and the middle army go up the mountain to ambush, guard the organs, the men of the weapons brigade arrange the weapons of the army, withdraw to the mountains, the logistics troops are equipped with dry food, keep up with the army, the medical soldiers, bring the necessary medicines, and be ready to save people at any time! The enemy is not familiar with the mountains, so we try our best to fight with them in guerrilla warfare and trap them in the mountains. ”

After making arrangements for everyone, Jian Chen looked at everyone.

"The enemy army is numerous, and even if we can take advantage of the terrain, it is difficult to defend ourselves alone. If the enemy attacked, no one was allowed to retreat without my order! If anyone found escaped, it would be like this stone!" He used all his internal force to slash at the boulder ten meters away, and with a bang, the boulder shattered.

The soldiers had never seen Jian Chen's martial arts, and now they were all dumbfounded when they saw him splitting stones with one hand.

"Now, act now!" said a cold face, full of coldness.

According to Chen Jian's deployment, the soldiers soon rushed to the mountains. All that remained of the camp was the rustle of flags and tents in the night wind.

The night in the mountains is exceptionally peaceful. The soldiers of the death row camp were holding their breath from their positions, and all around, only the occasional birdsong informed the silence of the night.

Soon, the soldiers who were lying in ambush in the mountains saw the smoke rising from the top of the mountain.

The first wave of tart snow rushed down the mountain with hundreds of enemy troops.

The soldiers in the mountains did not move, but quietly watched as the tart snow soldiers ran towards the death row camp.

Hundreds of soldiers arrived at the camp of the death row camp, only to find that they had not seen a single figure except for the tents that had long been emptied.

Puzzled, they were in confusion when they suddenly heard a roar overhead.

Boulders rolled down from the hill and rained down on them.

The tart snow soldiers in the valley had nowhere to escape, and the screams and cries for help soon filled the entire valley.

The first blow was won, and soon the soldiers of the death row camp stood up and shouted victory.

"Lie down!" Before he could be reminded, the arrows that were speeding in the distance sank deep into the soldier's chest.

The second wave of Tart Snow had already rushed into the mountains, and when they found that the first wave of soldiers had been ambushed, they immediately dispersed their forces and searched for the mountains.

"Ahh

Seeing that the soldiers in front of him fell to the ground one after another, those who followed immediately fled in all directions in a panic.

Seeing the opportunity, the soldiers of the death row camp came out of the ambush to snipe the lone tart snow soldiers.

Chen Jian stood in the distance, watching the soldiers of the death row camp move in an orderly manner, and his heart was overjoyed.

The first two groups of pioneers who had hit the Tart Snow soldiers hard, and the soldiers who were still a little afraid in the death row camp were now full of strength, and when their knives fell, they were blood red again.

Chen Jian, who was originally relieved, watched the Tart Snow soldiers fall in a pool of blood one by one, and his expression gradually filled with unbearable.

The war is raging, what is the crime of the husband?

In war, the most injured are always the tiny soldiers who have no right to choose.

Trying to suppress the emotions in his heart, Chen Jian rushed forward to join the team.

Although the advance arrangement of the death row camp played a good role in curbing Zuò, the good times did not last long.

The previously buried mechanism was quickly exhausted, and the soldiers of Tart Snow were still pouring up.

Taking advantage of the fact that the third wave of soldiers had not yet attacked, Jian Chen decisively ordered, "After I come to the palace, everyone will do their best to treat the wounded, and quickly retreat to Sanping Town according to the previous evacuation route!"

As soon as the military ordered, the soldiers of the death row camp walked out of their ambush and ran towards the hill in groups.

Beyond the mountain, at the foot of the mountain, is where Shen Zheng's camp is located, and there is the place where they save their lives. There was hope in everyone's hearts, and the evacuation was swift and orderly.

Jian Chen stayed at the end of the group, concentrating and holding his breath, urging the internal force, his fingertips conjured up bursts of sword qi, and stabbed at the legs of the chasing soldiers who rushed up.

The sword qi flew, and the enemy soldiers all hugged their legs and wailed.

The soldiers of Tart Snow didn't seem to expect that there were people from the rivers and lakes in the death row camp, and they felt that the shape was wrong, so they stopped one after another.

However, when they saw that Jian Chen was just alone, the army's spirit was greatly boosted, waving the weapon in his hand, shouting and rushing forward.

Jian Chen frowned, his five fingers opened slightly, and he trembled, and the dead leaves of the big trees beside him fell one after another.

The dead leaves that have not yet landed are unfolded and float in the air.

Turning his palms into hooks, Jian Chen bowed his arms, and the floating leaves trembled and straightened his body.

Seeing that Jian Chen's great enemy was still fiddling with some dead branches and leaves in front of him, the soldiers couldn't help but laugh secretly, and their pace couldn't help slowing down a lot.

Looking at the mocking look of the Tart Xue soldier, Jian Chen's expression did not move.

"Go!"

With a roar, the seemingly weak dead leaves slammed into their ankles like a hair weapon before the Tart Snow soldiers could get close.

The sound of weapons falling came one after another, and another wave of tart snow soldiers fell to the ground.

Looking at the soldier holding his ankle, Jian Chen looked into the distance.

Not far away, the trees rattled, and another wave of soldiers rushed forward.

Unable to fight, Jian Chen turned around and retreated backwards.

It's just that because the soldiers of the death row camp have not practiced for a long time, their physical fitness is a drop in the bucket after all, relying only on the previous few days of intensive training.

Soon, the retreating team and Tart Snow's pursuers were getting closer and closer.

Jian Chen followed at the end of the line, frowning as he looked at the tart snow soldiers behind him and shouted to catch up.

There was no way, Jian Chen could only stop.

Seeing that the Tart Snow soldiers were approaching, Jian Chen once again mobilized his internal force and attacked the pursuing soldiers.

One batch fell, and the second batch followed.

Stopping and walking, Jian Chen retreated while resisting a steady stream of pursuers, and gradually felt powerless.

What's more, although he was resisting the enemy, Jian Chen never couldn't bear to hurt people's lives, and his sword energy did not attack the vital points, but only pounced on his feet.

The soldiers seemed to have seen this a long time ago, and their fear of Jian Chen was greatly reduced, and they no longer hesitated to attack.

In such a wheel battle, no matter how powerful the master is, there will be a time when he runs out.

After struggling to resist another round of attacks, Chen Jian's breath was chaotic and he fell to the ground on one knee.

However, before he fell, his body was light, and Chen Jian's arm was held.

"Jian Chen, killing the enemy on the battlefield can't be a woman's kindness. Chen Zhongliang didn't see Jian Chen follow for a long time, so he led dozens of people to come to support.

Seeing that Jian Chen only hurt people, not lives, Chen Zhongliang shook his head.

Chen Jian didn't speak, but with Chen Zhongliang's support, he retreated to Sanping Town.

This time, however, they did not follow the large force, but chose to retreat on a more rugged mountain road.

The pursuers who followed were unfamiliar with the terrain and lost for a while, which gave Chen Jian and them a little respite.

After stopping and stopping, I finally came to the foot of the mountain.

In the distance, Chen Jian saw the soldiers of the death row camp heading in the direction of Sanping Town.

Following the slow catch-up, Chen Jian and his party finally caught up with the large army.

On the city wall of Sanping Town, Shen Zhengzheng was looking at this side in military uniform, and beside him, Zhang Chao and Cai Pingyu stood on both sides.

Seeing Shen Zheng's army, the soldiers of the death row camp were in high spirits, and their running speed also accelerated.

Standing in the middle of the group, Jian Chen turned around and looked at the pursuers at the foot of the mountain.

Gradually, he seemed to feel that something was wrong.

Tart Xue's pursuers did not distance themselves from the death row camp, but they never seemed to be able to catch up.

Although the soldiers of the death row camp were in high spirits, after all, they were negligent in training, and they could take advantage of the terrain in the mountains, but when they reached this plain, their speed was obviously much behind, and in addition, the team was dragged by wounded soldiers at the end.

The soldiers of Tart Snow, all strong and young, how can they?

Also, inadvertently, Chen Jian suddenly found that there seemed to be some problems with the number of soldiers in the death row camp.

There was a fierce battle in the mountains, and many soldiers were killed and wounded in the death row camp, why does it seem that there are not a few people now?

While Jian Chen was thinking, the soldiers of the death row camp had already run under the city wall, shouting for the soldiers guarding the city to open the door.

The pursuers behind them were still unhurriedly keeping a distance.

Jian Chen's brows gradually tightened.

"Don't open the door!"

When the gate of Sanping Town was about to open, Chen Jian roared.