As night fell, a hundred miles away from the west gate of Pengcheng, General Zhang Yu led tens of thousands of troops and was stationed at the foot of a mountain called Longshan.

At the foot of the mountain, dozens of camps are connected in an orderly manner for several miles before and after, the torches illuminate the large camp as if it were day, and the patrolmen patrol one after another, constantly patrolling back and forth, and at first glance it is a general with rich experience in fighting.

In a large tent in a military camp, General Zhang Yu was discussing combat matters with his generals. The fire shone on Zhang Yu's war-battered face, his face was dark and his eyes were firm.

"General Zhang, do you still need to be so cautious in capturing a small Pengcheng?" said Adjutant General Wan Jun disapprovingly.

Wan Jun is the tenth son of Wan Wang, but in front of Zhang Yu, he seems to be very respectful, and he is only Zhang Yu's subordinate.

"Prince Wan, although we are dealing with a small place in Pengcheng, don't forget, he is also a place where soldiers must fight, and Prince Zhang Chu led an army to face Pengcheng, how can we be careless. Zhang Yu said in a deep voice.

Although Wan Jun respects Zhang Yu, it does not mean that he agrees with Zhang Yu's words, and the young Wan Jun secretly said in his heart: Zhang Yu is old and frightened by the war, no wonder my father asked me to guard him?

Seeing Wan Jun's face, Zhang Yu knew that Wan Jun still didn't listen to his words and recognized his thoughts. I wonder why this prince who can't fight should let him be his lieutenant by his side?

Zhang Yu thought to himself in his heart, and he couldn't figure it out. As soon as he started his army from Wancheng, the king of all kinds stuffed the prince of all armies into him, saying that he wanted to take him to the battlefield to experience experience.

A prince who is idle all day long, what else will he do besides eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling?

"General Zhang, if not, you give me 5,000 soldiers and horses, and I will go to capture Pengcheng tomorrow, if I can't take Pengcheng, I will come to see you, what do you think?" said Wan Jun with a proud face.

"Okay then, however, you must do what you can, when you encounter a strong enemy, the first thing is to retreat quickly to save your life, and at the same time, I will send Wang Qiang Qianhu Marquis to lead troops behind you to meet you, just in case. Zhang Yu said helplessly.

This prince doesn't hit the south wall and doesn't look back, just take him to try how the guards in Pengcheng are doing?

The prince of all armies walked out triumphantly with the token, and since he went to the barracks, he ordered five thousand elite soldiers, and drove away overnight, and it was not a piece of cake to take Pengcheng.

"Report to General Zhang, the prince of the army has led his troops to drive out overnight!" the scout replied.

"Come on, quickly go and pass on Wang Qiang's Qianhu Marquis to see me!" Zhang Yu said.

"Yes!" the herald agreed, and immediately went to give the order.

Not badly, there was a rapid sound of horses' hooves outside the tent, and Wang Qiang Qianhu Hou shouted outside the tent: "Wang Qiang has arrived!"

"Come in!" Zhang Yu's voice came from inside the tent.

The armor on Wang Qiang's body made a clicking sound, walked into the tent, bowed down and said, "I've seen the general!"

"Wang Qianhu, I will give you three thousand men and horses now, set off immediately, closely follow the army of Prince Wan, and meet Prince Wan at any time in case of accidents. Zhang Yu said awe-inspiringly.

"Yes! However, Prince Wan is a stubborn person, even if I answer him, he won't listen to me!" Wang Qiang hesitated for a moment but still said his thoughts.

"I know, I just asked him to test the situation of Pengcheng's guards, he, a prince who has not been through the battlefield, will not attack, and when he sees the other party's army, he is probably scared back. Zhang Yu said.

"I'll take the troops and set off. Wang Qiang said.

Ten thousand troops with 5,000 men and horses, walking in the dark night, the mountain road is not easy to walk, these soldiers have something to be forcibly called out from their sleep, one by one listless, complaining, slow forward slowly.

Seeing that the sky was about to dawn, the army had only gone less than ten miles, which made the ten thousand troops sitting on the war horses extremely angry, and let his henchmen whip the soldiers with long whips, forcing them to move forward quickly.

The whipped soldiers whipped up their speed like a wolf howling and rushed forward, and if they didn't run anymore, they could only curse this bullshit prince in their hearts. General Zhang has always loved soldiers like sons, and he has never beaten them like this, so they fought to the death on the battlefield.

The sky was slightly bright, and when I finally walked out of the large and small mountains of Longshan, I saw a little light in the eastern sky, and it soon darkened again.

"This is the darkness before dawn, Prince, these soldiers really can't walk, or let them rest for a while, save their strength, and only when the day dawns can they attack the city strongly. The henchman said.

"How far is it from Pengcheng?" Wan Jun asked.

"It's less than forty miles away. The henchman said.

"Then let the soldiers rest for a while, let the cooking soldiers bury the pot and cook, and immediately set off after eating, take Pengcheng, we feasted the soldiers in Pengcheng at noon, and told the soldiers that when they enter Pengcheng, they can grab things at will, and women can grab them at will. Wan Jun said excitedly, as if he had taken Pengcheng and was doing whatever he wanted in the city.

"The prince is wise, in this way, the morale of the soldiers will definitely be high, and they will take Pengcheng with all their might. A few henchmen said.

"Don't look at who my Prince Wanjun is, I want to let that old guy Zhang Yu know that I am powerful. Wan Jun said.

The cooks drove all night, and before they could sit on the ground, they were beaten with whips by the prince's own soldiers, and in a wail, they buried the pot and cooked.

In the dark night, more than a dozen people with torches, looking for firewood everywhere, on the bare hill, several low trees were cut down, and the smoke from the wet wood made the night even darker.

"Woo!woo!" came an eerie sound in the night.

The soldiers who approached were awakened, and then felt a gust of wind blowing, blowing their scalps numb, and they were terrified.

"There are ghosts!" suddenly shouted one of the soldiers.

Everyone looked in the direction of the yin wind, and a black oppressive phantom shadow floated in the air, making a "woo-woo" sound, and was flying towards them.

"Run, the Yin soldiers are coming! They are all holding mourning sticks!" A soldier exclaimed as he saw the white mourning stick in the phantom's hand.

All the soldiers were awakened from their sleep, and fled backwards, not caring about their exhaustion. This is not an ordinary soldier, it is a Yin soldier, people can't resist them, unless there is a master of magic, can stop the Yin soldier.

"What's going on over there, how are you shouting and running?" Wan Jun was just about to fall asleep with his eyes hooked, but was awakened by the sound of shouting and running.

"Prince, it's not good, I don't know how we have alarmed the Yin soldiers, those Yin soldiers are holding mourning sticks, and they are floating towards us, let's hurry back!" said the henchman soldier in despair.