Chapter 154: Blood Wolf Army

A leaf is blinded by the eyes, and how can we know the overall situation with a small perspective?

The Qiongbao flag rushed to the reinforcements and was almost wiped out. The Blood Wolf's only reserve troops were completely destroyed. Although the war was invincible and victory or defeat, this incident always pressed down on Wei Peng's heart like a huge rock, and even gradually evolved into his inner demon. Therefore, Wei Peng's biggest thought was always how to preserve the brothers who followed him out of the village to the greatest extent.

The note that Shangguan Lu handed over to Wei Peng through six knives was not a clever plan, but it was just a familiarity and tacit understanding between brothers. It was precisely because Shangguan Lu and Wei Peng knew enough that they knew that Wei Peng would fall into this conflict.

Wei Peng, who made up his mind, swept away his decadence and was full of energy: "Six Knife, Brother Four Flags who came with me, you should be more familiar with me than me. Choose twenty riding skills and prepare the water bag. Now, the ever-changing guys are going to come in handy!"

Liuzhadao smiled embarrassedly: "Witou, if you say that you are superb riding skills and skillful martial arts, the versatile rider brothers are still worse than the other three riders. These twenty people still have to choose the brothers of the mountain, Changlin, and Feiyu Banners."

Wei Peng nodded and looked around and asked in a low voice, "Send back to the Wei Village to spread military information?"

Six swords: "Wei Tou has already arranged it. He is his brother who is a vaguely rebel. Each road is divided into four routes to return to the Weizhai."

"Okay, since that's the case, then select eight people from the mountain, Feiyu and Changlin, and then draw two more and two of them together with you and me to attack the Tartar camp at night. The other brothers took advantage of our night attack on the camp and quickly entered the Blood Wolf House. This was a letter written by He Suzheng, who made friends in Jiangtou. He found a reliable brother to carry it with him. After entering the Blood Wolf House, he handed it to He Suzheng."

Wei Peng made a decision in his heart, his eyes became more vivid, and even his tone of speaking was much more firm. After the arrangement was completed in an orderly manner, he took out the letter and handed it to six knives while speaking.

Looking at the letters handed over by Wei Peng, Liu Zidao looked embarrassed: "Wei Peng, then I will go down first to decide the brothers who went to attack the camp, but you can see who will arrange this letter."

Wei Peng must lead the way when attacking the Tartar camp. As the Blood Wolf Army Guard, he knew that the guards had no choice but to do so, but the war was arduous and dangerous. He was afraid that life and death would be uncertain. Wei Peng had to hand over the letter to the proper person to bring it to the Blood Wolf Village. In theory, except for himself, the six swords of the Baibian Flag Army should be the most suitable candidate. However, it is crucial to attack the Tatar camp at night and familiar with the six swords of the Baibian Ordnance. In this way, it is difficult for the person who sends the letter to decide.

After thinking about it over and over again, President Wei remembered Shangguan Lu's explanation to him. Among the five flags of the Blood Wolf Guard Village, Baibian Banner is relatively more reliable: "Six swords, Baibian Banner left two Wutou, Jiangtou's handwritten letter was taken to Xuebianzou and handed over to He Suozheng."

"Tao Wei, then I will pay attention when selecting people. We will take all the ever-changing weapons brought from Weizhai? Should we leave some for them too?" Liuzhao hesitated for a moment before he continued, "I'll take my brothers to the camp work, after all, I'm familiar with the ever-changing things."

Wei Peng shook his head slowly: "Six swords, night attack is the top priority. Only by giving the Tartars a large amount of killing and damage can the Blood Wolf He Su and others leave the camp safely. The Tartars suffered a big fall in the Blood Wolf Suo and their troops were seriously damaged. The Tartars will not pay attention to it. We can hide here for three days and attack the camp on time in the Yin time according to my agreement with Brother Lu three days later."

Seeing that Wei Peng was extremely determined, Liuzhadao stopped talking about arrangements, especially choosing the brothers who went to attack the camp.

The sun rose and set in the west, and three days passed in a blink of an eye. After using late food, Wei Peng sat cross-legged into meditation and practiced internal energy. He did not get up until the hour of Hai and got down to the high ground.

"Six knives, wake up, wake up."

"Oh, Wei Tou, I've fallen asleep, please forgive me." As soon as Liu Zhangdao opened his eyes, he felt a little embarrassed when he saw that it was Wei Peng. He hurriedly got up and wanted to wake up the brothers beside him.

Wei Peng stopped six knives and looked at the brothers sleeping on the sand, feeling heartbroken: "Okay, stop shouting, let the brothers sleep for a while, and we will set off again at the time of Yin."

"Okay, after all, I will work harder next time, and I will be more energetic when I sleep full!"

Wei Peng: "Have you found the sender?"

"Wei Tou is the old head of the mountain flag, Xu's belly is loyal and righteous."

It was the mountain flag rather than the ever-changing flag. Despite being a little surprised, Wei Peng nodded and whispered: "Wake him up!"

After a while, Liuzhao walked over with a man with a raised belly but not strong body: "Wei Tou, Xu's belly."

"The head of the Shanyuejia Army, I have met Lord Wei Zhiwei!" Xu Wutou immediately saluted.

Wei Peng took out Shangguan Lu's handwritten letter: "I will lead my brothers to attack the camp. After the Tartars cavalry retreated, you must meet He Suozheng in person, hand over this letter to him, and bring my mount into the camp."

"Receive the order!"

Xu Tuzi left with a letter, and Liudiao was not polite to Wei Peng. He knew that as a stream of warrior, both physical and energy were far superior to their ordinary skills. Even if he was exhausted and meditated, he could recover and no longer awaken the sleeping brothers around him to count the corresponding weapons.

It was late autumn, and the howling north wind brought coldness to the night in the northern border. They were all military men, so naturally there was nothing to pay attention to, and the blood wolf soldiers who were sleeping were lying down and hugged each other unconsciously. Wei Peng looked at them and raised his lips and smiled. He thought that they were about to face the battle with the Tartars. After the battle, he didn't know how many men in this place could live with him to return to the Wei Village. Even his own life and death were unpredictable. He couldn't help but feel sad. Thinking that it was a lucky time to survive the last time, Wei Peng was a little dazed, as if he saw his father and mother. The hot tears were already dripping from his cheeks.

At the time of Yin, the blood wolf soldiers hiding in the sand all woke up from their sleep. The soldiers who were selected to attack the Tartar camp were silently packing their own things. The other brothers were full of concern. Although there was no word or any blessing or greeting, the brothers of the border army could not blow away no matter how hard the north wind was!

"Six Knife, bring the prepared clear water." After ordering the six knifes, Wei Peng looked at the soldiers of the banners gathered beside him and followed him to the camp, and said in a stern voice: "Brothers, go back to the Wei Village afterwards. I, Wei Peng, invite everyone to have a drink and have fun!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Peng took the lead in picking up a water bag and pouring his military uniform through, wrapping it around his neck and face with a wet cloth towel. Then he began to wear felt armor and felt helmet. After confirming that all the brothers around him had not missed it, he waved his right hand and led the horse out of the sand first, and turned over and grabbed the horse's belly and walked northward.

"Six swords, brothers, go!"

“Sharp, sharp…”

Because the horse's hooves were covered with leather felt, the sound made was inaudible. Twenty horses rode wildly to the Tartars camp thirty miles north of the Blood Wolf Village. The sound of horses trampling became lower and lower, and they were also getting farther and farther away.

"Blood wolf, fight to the death, blood wolf, fight to the death!"

One hundred and forty people left in the sand, holding their heads high, shed tears, and lowered their voices and roared in a deep voice.

"Blood Wolf, fight to the death!"

Twenty cavalry have already gone far away, including Wei Peng, and are also shouting in a low voice.

Blood wolf, fighting to the death is their belief and their sustenance. While fighting to the death is a kind of glory, it is also the sorrow of the soldiers of the border soldiers, because only by fighting to the death can we protect the belief in their hearts and find their spiritual sustenance.

One day, the word "death" no longer exists, and the moment when the word "war" remains is the true glory of the border army and the glory of the border soldiers of the Blood Wolf Army.

Forty miles, the distance between the sand is from the Tartar camp, and within thirty miles is the Tartar cavalry. Within ten miles of the camp are the Tartar patrol cavalry. If Wei Peng and the nineteen cavalry led by him want to successfully attack the Tartar camp, they must avoid the Tartars' eyes and ears, and the gods approach the Tartar camp without knowing it.

Wei Peng, according to what he had seen in the past few days, roughly inspected the swaying rules of the Tartar Rangers, and walked and stopped, dodged left and right to avoid the Tartar Rangers again and again. However, when they passed through the Tartar Rangers' inspection area and approached the Tartar camp, they were blocked by a temporary Tartar Rangers' cavalry.

"Head of Wei, the Tartar patrolman was found at the bottom of the valley below the sand dunes."

Listening to the low-pitched reply from the brothers of the Mountain Banner, Wei Peng was secretly surprised. He was about to approach the Tartar camp. Unexpectedly, there would be a roadblock at this critical moment. He was on high alert for most of the hour and rushed on the road. Even he felt tired and turned over and got off the horse and gasped.

"Go ahead and take a look!"

Wei Peng tiptoed up the sand dune and saw two teams of Tartar patrol cavalry under the sand dune. They were obviously lazy in patrols. The two teams of Tartars gathered together to light a bonfire to drive away the cold and keep warm. Some even hung meat strips on the fire with a scimitar. But what is important is that although they were lazy, the two teams were alert to keep warm. The two teams took turns to roast the fire forward and kept warm. The war horses were always held in their hands. If there was any slight movement, they could turn over and kill the enemy to fight.

"Tao Wei, wait for them to leave?" muttered six knives that followed Wei Peng.

"No, I can't wait. Not to mention that the main military camp of the Tartars is a mile ahead, and time is not allowed. It's almost time. Once the sky is getting dark and without the protection of the night, our traces cannot be hidden. Moreover, our military uniforms will become dryer and dryer. In that case, the attack on the camp would not even have the chance to let the Tartars be buried with him."

Wei Peng immediately retorted without hesitation, staring at the Tartar patrol cavalry in front of him with fierce eyes, and took out the crossbow from his waist: "Six swords, let the brothers come up, each one is for me to quietly resolve the battle. Then we broke into the camp as the patrol cavalry, and we divided into two groups to quickly throw the bloodthirsty thunder bombs from south to north, and then returned to the tent of the Central Tartar camp for another wave. If we didn't want to fight in the middle, we retreated to the Blood Wolf's camp."

"Swoosh..."

Soon, crossbow arrows cut through the night sky and forced blood flowers to bloom. The Tartar patrols all fell to the ground without missing a single one. Just as the crossbow arrows were shot out, Wei Peng and others had already jumped up to hold the body before the Tartars fell to the ground, but they also controlled all their mounts.

Then he swung his knife to cut his neck to avoid the whereabouts being exposed due to accidents.

However, an accident happened inevitably. A soldier in Changlin Banner did not know that the position of the cutting neck was shifted due to the war horse. Just as Wei Peng and his team turned over and ran to the Tartar camp, the Tartar in the dying state successfully warned the camp despite the difficulties.

"Wuwu, wuwu, wuwu, wuwu!"
Chapter completed!