At night, the camp was hilarious, and today was the day when their new emperor ascended the throne.Ω

In the original old ditch, bonfires were burning everywhere, with pigs and sheep coming down today. Most of the troops stationed were treated like this. Soldiers who were not on duty surrounded the fire, chatting and laughing with each other, taking a sip of wine, and passing the wine bags down.

This scene was just a small bunch of people in the more than ten thousand military camps, on the other side, in the tent of the coach.

"Why don't General Pang rest yet? Why don't we drink some wine?" The visitor opened the tent and walked in, speaking in a hearty voice.

Before the case of the general, the person who was called General Pang was Pang Wanchun, who was known as "Little Yang Youji" in the Ming Cult Army. While drinking the meat porridge sent by his personal soldiers, he shook his head and smiled bitterly. The general who came in opposite was one of his deputy generals, named Duan Kai.

"In the city, anyone in the army can let go and celebrate the leader... Your Majesty ascended the throne, but we have the responsibility to guard food and grass. It is better to be careful. Drinking is a waste. If you feel bored, you can chat with me to relieve your boredom."

"If you don't drink and have no energy to chat, then you'll just have fun with the soldiers below." Duan Kai was so straightforward. After saying that, he really came out of the handsome tent and went to a bonfire not far from the rumalu. Wherever he passed, the soldiers who were cooking in the fire would take the initiative to say hello to him or continue bragging.

"...If it were in the past, I wouldn't have killed those old men and women, but that day... I just took a bag of food and dared to come and hit me with a broom. Damn it, I rushed over and kicked the old man. I didn't expect that I would die if I was so careless..."

"…Haha, I blame the old guy for not keeping his life and insisting on showing heroes to us... But once, hehe... I don't believe it, I met a girl... so watery... Then I hugged her and threw her into the field, took off her pants and threw it on..."

The soldiers around the bonfire may be bragging or telling the real thing. They were chatting, laughing wildly, and the figures reflected by the fire were twisting on the ground like demons.

Duan Kai rubbed his beard and opened his mouth to point at them and smiled: "Dog Girl, they all say it really, but even if you have done it before, you can't do it now. Now the people in the south are the people of our Lord. Be careful of the law enforcement team coming over and ask for your heads."

At some point, he raised his gaze and looked at the darkness on the side.

Unfortunately, there was no movement there.

Then he went to the other side and halfway through, he turned around and felt something was wrong. Suddenly, fires and fireworks emerged out of thin air behind the camp.

"Enemy attack"

The military camp of ten thousand people was large, but in fact it was not as big as tens of thousands, and the army was as continuous as hundreds of thousands of troops. But at this time, his hysterical roar made the soldiers sitting by the bonfire stunned, and then he saw the fire and smoke rising.

In the black smoke and fire, Duan Kai drew his sword and ran over. Behind the camp, more than a dozen built granaries ignited raging flames. The more than a thousand soldiers guarding the granaries were everywhere, and the bright red light reflected the fire, which was particularly bright. The people covered with soap and blue scale clothes were covered with swords, and they were killing people while the chaos was being held to stop the Yongle Dynasty soldiers who wanted to come to put out the fire.

"Wow"

At this time, the Yongle general named Duan Kai, Hongqi commanded the soldiers to attack while also raising his sword to rush forward, and then he met a man with silver wire, as if he was still there, holding a dry and black corpse under his hands, and then threw it away and looked at him.

"General Duan is careful!"

A familiar voice screamed behind him, and subconsciously squatted down. The sound of the wind broke through his ears. A feather arrow shot at the white man, and then the feather arrow stopped in the other party's hand.

"Catch Pang Wanchun's arrow with bare hands... what a joke."

But this was his last thought. In his sight, the man opposite took a sword and came over in the blink of an eye. He saw his body still standing in place, but his vision was getting farther and darker.

"Your name is Pang Wanchun? We will meet you in our family."

On the other side, Cao Shaoqing, who was in the black palace robe, stared at the general who was holding the white dragon sword in his hand and stared at the general who was raising his bow. The other party heard the sound, then deflected the target and let go of the bowstring. The black shadow suddenly shot towards the eunuch holding the sword.

The White Dragon Sword blew away the arrow. When he saw the other party, he was surrounded by personal soldiers and retreated, and retreated back. The bowstring tightly came towards Cao Shaoqing again.

"What a troublesome guy." Cao Shaoqing opened the arrow, looked around, and almost the entire camp was in full swing. The other party's granary had already ignited a fire. Even if the food and grass inside were put out now, it would probably not be able to be saved, and there was even a tendency to spread in other directions.

At this time, a small-scale conflict had already occurred. When the other soldiers reacted, the soldiers surrounded him. Even if they could escape, the Jinyiwei below might have suffered heavy losses. After a few breaths of thought, Bai Ning, holding an ordinary long sword, collided with a cavalry rushing over. With a bang, the whole body of the war horse carrying the man was shaking and was lifted away, and disintegrating in the air with a bang.

The viscous and bright red blood and flesh were poured down, and it was difficult to tell whether it was a horse or a human being.

Bai Ning turned his head slightly and looked at the surrounding situation. At this time, the soldiers of the Yongle Dynasty had already organized themselves in the initial chaos. They fought and waited for more than 10,000 people to come over the other side. It was a bit too late.

Jin Jiu, covered in blood, grinned and whistled.

The Dongchang scattered out of the country had about 1,000 people, but there were about 900 people left after collecting them, but the purpose was to achieve it.

Lao Wagou.

The large army was still rushing over, and the war had stopped. More than a dozen granaries were suddenly in trouble. At least ten were burned. The snatched grain and the remaining grains of the granaries that were not burned were probably not enough for the army to eat for two months.

Pang Wanchun stood in front of the ruins, and the remaining flames were still burning, shining on his face brightly and darkly, gloomy and terrifyingly.

"General Pang, our army suffered more than 1,000 casualties, and there are probably not many foods that can be rescued."

Pang Wanchun drew his sword and looked at it on the collapsed stone. His originally gentle and handsome face had already distorted his anger to the extreme, and his suppressed anger was about to burst out.

"Go...report...huh?"

He suddenly slowed down his tone and looked up suddenly in the direction of Bianliang City. Black smoke covered the sky above the entire city. Pang Wanchun took a deep breath, waved his sword and pointed at the capital.

"The whole army will set off the camp and return to the aid!"

…………………

At the same time, the fire outside the city had not yet begun.

Under such a happy night, several black-clad factory guards appeared silently beside the city wall, walking quickly against the wall, and in a blink of an eye, several patrol soldiers on the stairs of the city wall were cut their throats. Then, more and more factory guards came close to the wall and then slowly touched the section of the city wall at the angle between the night and the angle of the city wall. The ropes and arm crossbows removed the soldiers of Yongle Chao who were not vigilant one by one.

Some dark things were very heavy and transported to the city wall by several people and about a dozen people. The noisy royal palace was just facing away from it.

The blue-faced beast Yang Zhi was pushed away.

"Does go, you still have to come professionally when shooting artillery."

Ling Zhen raised his thumbs up with his hands and aimed at the first banquet of officials of the Yongle Dynasty. Then, he began to adjust and correct the angle, and finally lit the torch.
Chapter completed!