The next night, Confucius rode the Red Rabbit again. This time, he still only carried a hundred feather arrows. As the saying goes, he was familiar with each other. This time he was much more skillful than yesterday. After a while, he came to the vicinity of the old camp again.

But yesterday was in the north and today was in the south.

Dong!

Dong!

Dong!

Accompanied by the sound of war drums, Confucius had already shot a hundred feather arrows, but this time he did not leave immediately, but rode the red rabbit and jumped directly into the camp and started the unparalleled grass mowing journey!

Confucius was not interested in fighting, and he didn't care how much he achieved with one knife. He slashed the Red Rabbit, and then the Red Rabbit moved his hooves and reached a hundred meters away.

The high mobility of the Red Rabbit, coupled with Confucius's way of fighting with one knife, directly made Confucius surrounded by thousands of troops, as if he was in a state of no one.

Another knife was cut, and when the Red Rabbit was leaping, Confucius turned around and looked at the elite soldiers nearby: the masters of Zhoutian, both big and small, chased him, but they couldn't catch up. Ordinary soldiers were quietly forming formations on the periphery, wanting to form a large net, and then use layer by layer to encircle him.

"Thank you for the hospitality, Qiu is here tomorrow night!"

After three loud shouts, Confucius patted the red rabbit and left with a swagger.

Half an hour later, Li Chuang's main generals gathered here in Li Zicheng's central army tent. They looked serious, but they did not speak, but were waiting.

After a while, Li Yan came with the statistics: "King, tonight, Confucius shot out a total of 105 arrows and killed 105 soldiers."

"Wait? How do you kill 105 feather arrows? Even if I don't have the culture of you, Li Yan, I know that an arrow can only kill one person at most."

"It is not difficult for a master to kill two birds with one stone. If this master is another sharpshooter, it will be even simpler. The strength of the military advisor is still a bit insufficient, so we must add more common sense in this area in the future." Li Yan said lightly.

"Continue!" Looking at the two people who were about to quarrel, Li Zicheng said directly.

"After shooting 100 feather arrows, Confucius rushed into the camp directly. Within half a quarter of an hour, he waved the Qinglong Yanyue Sword and killed 256 elite soldiers in the old camp and injured 632. Among them, 167 were seriously injured and slightly injured..."

"In addition, before leaving, Confucius shouted three times and used the power of qi and blood, which directly made some brothers in the camp mistakenly believe that foreign enemies were invading, resulting in a small-scale bombing camp. Afterwards, it was counted that more than 800 brothers from the old camp died in the bombing camp, and more than 3,000 militia died in the bombing camp."

In the bombing camp, the casualties mainly came from two parts.

The first stage was when the soldiers killed their colleagues by chance.

The second stage is to dispatch troops to suppress those colleagues who have already had mental problems.

No army dares to continue to ask for soldiers who killed their colleagues. The best outcome is to invade the death camp, but more are often killed directly by the generals on the spot to shock the entire army and maintain military discipline.

"Hmph! What a Confucius, I came here last night, but I came here again tonight. Are my millions of troops all decorations?" Li Zicheng angrily patted the table.

"The king, it is mainly because this Confucius did not talk about martial ethics and did not have the slightest enlightenment of being a master of the Luxury Realm. In the past, the Luxury Realm masters had killed generals and seized flags or protected the commander, and rarely attacked soldiers directly. And this Confucius was not only strong in his own strength, but also proficient in combat formation techniques. He was a sharpshooter and had a BMW under his crotch..." Li Yan analyzed Confucius' specific strength from all aspects.

"King, the reason why Confucius came and went like the wind was not that his strength was really strong enough to defeat thousands of troops with one battle, but that the BMW under his crotch was too fast, even to the point where ordinary arrows might not necessarily hit the shots."

"According to what you said, Confucius was not very powerful, he took advantage of unexpectedly." Speaking of this, Li Zicheng looked at the three worshippers around him.

"Don't worry, Confucius' strength is nothing more than that. Maybe the old Taoist is not an opponent, but if the three of us join forces, we will definitely be able to kill him easily."

"Okay, didn't he say he would come here tonight? You set up a heavenly prison and earth net, and as long as he dares to come, he will directly surround and kill him! At that time, I will not believe that there are still people in this world who cannot be killed by the BMW under his crotch!"

Just as the senior leaders of the trespassing army made a decision, Confucius also came back covered in blood: "Don't worry, this is all the blood of the enemy."

"I'm fine, really okay!"

"I am in good health. After sleeping for half an hour, I became a hero again."

"To be honest, this trip is not very dangerous. Because the army takes time to operate, and the boss also needs to issue orders. When I passed by alone, the main general was not sure what was going on outside. They did not dare to directly send the army to dispatch on a large scale without the enemy's situation."

"So, I fought a time difference. It's not that the army is really not good, nor that I can really fight ten thousand, but that I ran away before they even started moving."

"It's really safe. I didn't lie to you!"

After much persuasion, Zilu and Zigong still carefully performed a full-body examination for Confucius. As for Sun Bin, he took a pen, ink, paper and ink, and carefully recorded Confucius' oral experiences.

After returning, he will make arrangements, analyze and summarize, and then give corresponding suggestions when Confucius sets off again.

...

On the third night

"They will definitely be prepared tonight. Uncle Master can wait a little while and get stuck. It's not too late to take action until the night is over. That's the darkness before dawn, and it's also the most trapped time for the army."

"Of course, they will definitely let the soldiers take turns to rest, but even so, it was the time for the army to rest, the most exhausted."

"Okay, thank you for your advice."

"Be careful, be careful. If it is impossible to do something, give up." Xiong Yan gave his advice very seriously.

"Zhongni, you must know that even if you return to the night without success, you will directly let at least tens of thousands of elite soldiers of the old camp not sleep well in one night. Tomorrow, each of them will have to eat at least one pound of rice to make up for the consumption tonight."

"So, this is a protracted war. You must be prepared for long-term consumption. As long as you are still alive and as long as you continue to harass him in this way, you can reduce the morale of the trespasser army."

...

"Conqiu, if you are a man, rush over to fight me, Li Zicheng, and always attack ordinary soldiers. What kind of hero are you?" Looking at the Red Rabbit Horse jumping around like flames, Li Zicheng couldn't help but shout.

"I once thought that a generation of Confucian scholars like you must be an open and honest hero, but who would have thought that you were an old senior who did not speak of martial ethics."
Chapter completed!