After discussing with Murong Baiye Qinglan, Li Xinan found Xiao Xuangan without stopping.
As he expected, Xiao Xuangan immediately agreed.
But when looking for Zhou Bian, Zhou Bian's reaction was a little reluctant.
"I am not an assassin, nor can I know how to get close to my martial arts. Assassination can be done on the battlefield. It is not a problem to shoot the enemy's chief general with one arrow to death. But if you let me lurk, I can't do it."
After hearing Zhou Bian's words, Li Xin'an nodded thoughtfully and said:
"Indeed, I'm not thinking about it anymore. Brother Zhou, you are not suitable."
"How do you plan to sneak into the Khitan camp?" Zhou Bian asked.
"Tonight, the master will attack the Khitan army, and we will take advantage of the chaos to hang in among the Khitans."
"I can go to the battlefield with you and send you a ride." Zhou Bian said, "After all, when I came here, I didn't take a few more Khitan lives in my hand, and I felt sorry for it."
"That's all." Li Xin'an held Zhou Bian's hand and laughed:
"Maybe we don't need to sneak in. Brother Zhou, you can shoot the person we are going to kill with one arrow."
...
Inside the military camp of Yelu Shi, the seventh prince of Khitan.
In the central army's tent, Yelu Hailan looked at the sand table in front of her with a serious and serious look on her face.
"Is there news about Hanyamuhe?"
A Baoji beside him replied: "Not yet."
"Tsk... Lan Zuxing, who is this person? Bai Wenxi's subordinates have never heard of this person."
"Your Highness, could it be Bai Wenxi who invited reinforcements?" A Baoji reminded, "We have a scout of forty people who were killed. There was no Tang army stationed in the place where they went, but it was the only way for the Tang army to mobilize the camp of Bai Wenxi West Road."
Yelu Hailan nodded slowly: "This is the only explanation."
"I hope Hanya Muhe can convey the information from Bai Wenxi's camp as soon as possible, otherwise if the stalemate continues like this, we will be at a disadvantage before the Yelu Sect comes."
As soon as he finished speaking, footsteps came from outside the central army's tent.
"Who?" A Baoji shouted coldly.
"High Priest Abaoji is a letter from the High Priest Hanyamuha."
Yelu Hailan was overjoyed: "Come in!"
A Baoji lifted the curtain and took a small hawk from the man's hand.
A small bamboo tube is tied to the legs of the eagle.
Yelu Hailan untied the bamboo tube and opened it upside down, and took out the creed inside.
With just one glance, she was stunned there as if she was dementia.
A Baoji didn't dare to go and checked with concern:
"Your Highness Princess, what did Hanyamuhe write?"
Yelu Hailan silently took the oil lamp and burned the note. After a while, she smiled miserably:
"The Chengyang Army... is actually the Chengyang Army..."
"What army?" A Baoji didn't hear it clearly, so he had to pluck the courage to ask again.
Yelu Hailang suddenly raised his head and stared at A Baoji coldly. The latter was startled and took a step back involuntarily.
"It's Chengyang Army, Pei Min's Chengyang Army."
"The Tang Dynasty Sword Saint is right across from us!" Yelu Hailan laughed arrogantly, looking so charming and terrifying.
A Baoji's breathing became rapid, and his pupils contracted slightly due to fear. He knew Pei Min's strength and Yelu Hailan's concerns.
After Yelu Hailan returned from the Tang Dynasty, she rushed to the front line with an agreement and secret with someone. She did not choose to fight against the central army that was advancing along the Tang Dynasty, nor did she go to the eastern route with relatively good combat conditions for the Khitan. Instead, she chose to come to Bai Wenxi. One of the reasons was Pei Min.
Pei Min's Chengyang Army was stationed in Zhulanhe Daying. Whether it was supporting the middle or the East Route Army, it only took a day's journey. Only Bai Wenxi's Western Route Army, even if the Chengyang Army did not eat or drink, would have to travel for two days and one night.
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The second Tang Dynasty Sword Saint. His arrival shows that Yelu Hailan has put all his thoughts into vain.
"Your Highness, please let Hanya Muhe retreat quickly, let's go." A Baoji whispered, "Pei Min's existence is too terrifying. With him, Hanya Muhe will not be able to assassinate successfully. Moreover, more than 10,000 people will be added, and Bai Wenxi will directly attack the army and destroy us!"
Yelu Hailan had a gloomy face and nodded slowly: "Hanyamuhe said that they will do something tonight."
"So quickly?" A Baoji was shocked, "I will send an order to retreat immediately."
"Come back!" Yelu Hailan scolded, "When is it your turn to point fingers in front of me?"
A Baoji sweated coldly on his forehead: "I don't dare, but... I'll ask the Lord of the Big Wolf to make a decision early."
Yelu Hailan sneered on her lips: "Pei Min's Chengyang Army arrived last night, why did she come to attack us tonight? There is a deception in this matter, so you should not act rashly."
"What should we do for the sake of the present?"
Yelu Hailan stretched and said lazyly:
"If the soldiers come to block the enemy, the water comes to Tutun. Pei Min wants to attack us, so let Yelu Shi resist. This candid has always disobeyed me, and this time he just happened to have a memory. Of course, it would be even better if he unfortunately died in battle to meet the Witch God."
"I still think that this matter cannot be careless, and it is best to be prepared to retreat." A Baoji said.
Yelu Hailan stood up, walked to Abaoji, raised his chin, and looked at his eyes softly and silently:
"A Baoji, do you know what aspect I admire most?"
"I... don't know..."
"I admire your calmness the most, without the impulsiveness and impatience of the grassland men."
Yelu Hailan continued, asking, "Do you know, what aspect I hate you the most?"
"I don't know."
"I hate your suspicion the most. I think too much and I will just be hindered."
Yelu Hailan said in a deep voice: "Pei Min only came three thousand people this time. He had no intention of a decisive battle, just a test."
"Take a step back, these three thousand people can really destroy us, what are you afraid of?"
Yelu Hailan possessed Abaoji's ears, and a scorching breath gushed to Abaoji's cheeks, and a breathtaking voice sounded:
"Isn't it good for us to die together?"
A Baoji swallowed hard in his throat and his eyes became firm.
"No, I won't let you die!"
Yelu Hailan smiled "cryingly", she waved her hand and said:
"I'm going to order Yelu Shi to count three thousand soldiers and horses. When Pei Min comes, he will leave the camp to retreat to the enemy. The wolf master, wolf slave, under our command, will let him mobilize!"
"yes!"
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At night, three thousand elite troops of Chengyang Army slowly drove out of the camp gate.
Bai Wenxi sent him to him for several miles. When he was about to leave, he held Pei Min's hand tightly and said:
"Pei Shuai, it's all up to you."
"Please come back by Bai Shuai. This time, we will definitely find out about the news from the Witch God Sect."
The two parted ways, and Bai Wenxi took people back to the camp.
Within the army, Li Xin'an had already given Murong Bai, Ye Qinglan and Xiao Xuangan a good relationship, including himself, who had completely become another person.
Zhou Bian was amazed at this: "There are such skills in the world. If there is a person with a complete charm and a disguise, the real one can be distorted by the fake one and the fish eyes are mixed with pearls."
"I'm just a minor skill, not worth mentioning." Li Xin'an said, "Luo Qing in our Blood Clothing Hall is the real disguise everyone."
"I was so excited to think that I would get into the Khitans later." Ye Qinglan's eyes shone.
"Don't make any trouble for us again." Murong Bai said, "Remember to untie the sword in a while, the Khitans all use scimitars."
"Okay."
The front suddenly stopped, and the surroundings suddenly became silent. Li Xin'an and others held their breath and concentrated. This atmosphere suppressed them and did not even dare to show their anger.
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Because they wanted to hide their identities, they were at the center of the entire team and could not see the scene in front. They could only hear someone shouting loudly in front, and the messengers came and went.
"What's wrong?" Murong Bai frowned.
Li Xin'an's face was solemn: "I'm afraid we've met the Khitans."
As he expected, in front of Chengyang Army, there were three thousand soldiers of the seven Khitan prince Yelu Shi.
"It seems that the Khitans have learned the news a long time ago." Pei Min thought to himself, "It's better to do this, it's more convenient to fight here."
In the Khitan army, Yelu Shi slowly walked out on a tall horse full of fiery red without a single hair.
"Pei Min, the sword saint of the Tang Dynasty, can you speak out?" Yelu Shi said loudly.
When Pei Min heard this, he frowned and slowly walked out of the military formation on a horse.
"Who are you?"
"I am the seventh prince of Khitan, Yelu Shi!"
"I have heard of the name of the sword saint of the Tang Dynasty for a long time, but I don't know how real you are. Now that we have met, do you dare to compete with me, Khitan warriors?" Yelu Shi shouted.
Pei Min took a deep breath. I don’t know if Yelu Shi’s words were intentional or that they were really stupid or arrogant, but they really made Pei Min angry anyway.
"Qifu Heli, you lost my Khitan's face yesterday. This time, don't let me down again."
Behind Yelu Shi, the Khitan general Qifu Heli responded: "Seventh Prince, please rest assured, I will definitely beat Pei Min to shit!"
Pei Min said in a deep voice: "Where are the six generals!"
"Tagged below!"
The flag danced, six men and six horses, wearing armor and holding sharp arms, walked out of the military formation.
From left to right, six people lined up in a row, namely Meng Guoliang, Fang Ping, Fu Kang, Lan Zuxing, Zhang Zhongyou and Xu Yanqiu.
Chang Yu did not accompany him this time. Because of his injuries, he replaced Meng Guoliang's left-behind camp.
Seeing Lan Zuxing holding an iron spear, Qifu Heli took a breath and his hand holding the hammer was trembling.
Someone next to Yelu Shi said to him:
"Seventh Prince, that person is Lan Zuxing, who defeated me three Khitan generals last night."
"He is here too?" Looking in the direction the man guided, Yelu Shi also lowered his face.
Although he was a little crazy, he was not a fool. Knowing that Lan Zuxing was powerful, the other five people who came out with him did not look simple.
"Yelu Hailan, you sent your people to me, that's what you mean." Yelu Shi said in a deep voice, "Send all the Ninth Princess's people."
"Then what is Qifu? Should I change him back?"
"Hmph, it's better to let him die if he flees without fighting! If he can't prove himself this time, living will only waste our cattle and sheep food."
Five Khitan wolf slaves came on stage, and they lined up with Qifu Heli, each dealing with a Tang general.
On the Tang army, the six brothers looked at each other, and Xu Yanqiu took the lead in charge.
"Haha, Fourth Brother, you were the most powerful yesterday. Look at me killing one person this time!"
Lan Zuxing followed closely: "Lao Liu, if you weren't worried about you, I'd like to let you wrap these six people up."
"Hehe, I didn't say no, you all go back."
"You little brat, you haven't even grown all your hair, what kind of heroes are you here!" The third brother Fu Kang said cursingly.
They chatted vigorously, but they were not idle either. The six of them each found a Khitan general and fought each other.
Qifu Heli did not meet Lan Zuxing, but met Fang Ping, the weakest-looking Fang Ping. However, Fang Ping's big sword came fiercely, even better than Lan Zuxing. If he had no three fights, Qifu Heli escaped timidly, and was caught by Fang Ping's fast horse and cut it into two pieces.
The other Khitan generals were also defeated one after another. One of them was shattered by Meng Guoliang's steel whip, one was chased by Fu Kang's spear, Lan Zuxing stabbed one to death, and Zhang Zhongyou's axe to chop one to death.
On the other hand, Xu Yanqiu was completely playing tricks on his opponents. Seeing that his brothers quickly resolved the battle, he no longer delayed. He jumped and avoided the enemy's slash, then stood steadily on the horse's back, turned around and swept the man off the horse.