"Hehe! I, Yu Feiyang, use troops, is not about many but about elites. I believe in myself, you are all elite soldiers among elite soldiers. Don't embarrass me, do you know?" It turned out that Yu Feiyang's suicide squad came to attack the Yuan army camp!

Yu Feiyang divided the hundred elite soldiers into three groups, one group was responsible for calling out and the other group went to burn food and grass, and the remaining group was led by him personally to assassinate the leader of the Yuan army, Yelu Guhan.

He led twenty dead soldiers to the central army tent of the Yuan camp. If nothing unexpected happens, Yelu Guhan must be in the tent! They touched the side of the tent, and Yu Feiyang raised his hand, and all the dead soldiers held their breath and no longer moved. There were about eight personal soldiers guarding the tent, all at the door of the tent.

Yu Feiyang turned around, raised four fingers with his left and right hands, then split his hands and then closed them, making a killing gesture! The eight dead soldiers behind him acted separately and surrounded him from left to right. It was already late at night, and the guards were all napping. The generals were still drinking, and no one paid attention to the central army's tent. Who would have thought that the Ming Taoist Army would attack on the night of the defeat? This was unexpected!

The eight dead soldiers quickly approached their relatives and came behind them without any sound. They pulled out a sharp and delicate sharp knife from their waists, covered the mouth of their soldiers with their left hand, and wiped the dagger in their throats with their right hand, and silently dealt with the eight soldiers!

One of the dead soldiers turned around and waved. Yu Feiyang quickly approached the door with the remaining dead soldiers. Yu Feiyang listened and waved his hand. Everyone entered one after another and entered the tent of the central army. He saw Yelu Guhan lying on the tiger-skin bed behind him, snoring like thunder, and sleeping soundly! Yu Feiyang smiled knowingly, came to Yelu Guhan and looked carefully, but seeing that the hat on his head had not been taken off, he could see at first glance that this was a Mongolian nobleman, at least a general!

"Captain, this guy is that Yelu Guhan!" asked the dead soldier under his command. Yu Feiyang nodded: "Who else can be dressed in this way? Tie me!" After a few seconds, Yelu Guhan tied up all the flowers! When he was finished, Yelu Guhan also woke up, and was awakened by the trouble!

"Bold! Who are you? You dare to kidnap me!" Yelu Guhan shouted, "Where are the guards? Guards! Come here!" Yu Feiyang smiled and said, "I said you save some effort! Your personal guards have been solved by us! It's useless to shout your throat!" He took out a ball of rag from his pocket and stuffed it into Yelu Guhan's mouth, and could no longer make a sound!

Yu Feiyang looked at him and smiled and said, "Now you don't have to talk. I can tell you that we are the suicide squad of the great general Chang Yuchun. Today we will attack your camp. Listen!"

There was only a Yuan army outside shouting, "No! Someone has burned the food and grass! Let's put out the fire!" Yelu Guhan muttered and moved all over. Yu Feiyang laughed and said, "Don't waste your energy! Do you think you will be sure to win if you defeat General Wang Lie? With me, Yu Feiyang, your plan will never succeed!"
Chapter completed!