"This Xing Daorong is really nimble in his work. He fooled Samoko so quickly."
Yan Liang's tone contained sarcasm, and he showed the secret letter in his hand to everyone.
It was a secret letter sent by Xing Daorong's cronies. Xing Daorong stated in the letter that the Barbarian King Samoko was completely unprepared for him. He invited Yan Liang to lead his army to rob the camp tonight.
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"Lord, if what Xing Daorong said is true, this is really a perfect opportunity to defeat the enemy." Zhou Cang said excitedly.
Hu Che'er also shouted: "Previously, my lord was magnanimous and let Nasamoko go. This barbarian didn't want to repent and actually dared to gather his troops to fight again. This time Che'er will definitely chop off his head and offer it to the lord."
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When Hu Che'er shouted like this, the other generals all became excited and shouted for battle.
The generals were only focused on the bloody battle, but they seemed to have no doubts about the authenticity of Xing Daorong's letter.
Yan Liang and the silent Ma Su looked at each other, a sly smile flashed in their eyes.
Pa~~
Yan Liang slammed the table and shouted happily: "Generals, listen to your orders!"
There was silence in the big tent, and all the generals listened solemnly, eager to move, excitedly waiting for Yan Liang to give the order.
Yan Liang looked around at the generals and issued one after another general orders.
When Zhou Cang and other generals received the tasks assigned by Yan Liang, the emotions of these tiger and wolf generals changed from excitement to surprise.
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The night is already deep.
Three thousand soldiers and horses, taking advantage of the moonlight, were galloping on the dirt road along the Yuanshui River.
The big flag with the word "Zhou" whistling in the night wind. Like the footsteps of the soldiers, they were swallowed up by the sound of rolling water not far away.
Each of these three thousand soldiers had titles, horses with bound hooves, and a bundle of firewood on their backs.
Zhou Cang galloped forward, leading his three thousand soldiers and horses.
This avenue stretches westward along the Yuanshui River and leads directly to the barbarian camp fifteen miles away.
Zhou Cang, who was marching, was mentally alert and maintained a high degree of vigilance at all times. He was afraid that his troops would be discovered by the barbarian sentries.
But what surprised Zhou Cang was that his troops marched for more than ten miles without encountering any enemy scouts. His troops just swaggered along the road and moved towards the enemy camp unimpeded.
"My lord, you know what's going on. The barbarians really didn't have any defense..."
Zhou Cang sighed secretly and urged his troops to move forward faster.
When the moon passed high in the sky, Zhou Cang led his three thousand troops and successfully approached the enemy camp.
Hidden deep in the night, Zhou Cang raised his eyes to inspect the barbarian camp.
However, he saw that the enemy camp was brightly lit, and a few barbarians were lingering at the entrance of the camp, lazily, and Zhou Cang could even see clearly how they were dozing off.
The entire barbarian camp was quiet, seemingly completely unprepared.
This situation is a perfect opportunity to rob the camp.
Zhou Cang took a deep breath, got on his horse, raised his sword and shouted: "Brothers, follow me into the enemy camp."
Amidst the roar, Zhou Cang galloped out with his horse and sword.
The shouts suddenly rose, and the three thousand Yan troops behind them were like tigers, roaring and rushing towards the enemy camp.
Three thousand Yan troops, like ghosts, came out of the night to kill.
When the barbarian soldiers guarding the gate saw the sudden attack of the enemy, they were like mice seeing a cat. They were so frightened that they dispersed and fled away.
Zhou Cang encountered almost no resistance and led his troops directly to attack the enemy camp.
According to the practice of robbing a camp, Zhou Cang should lead a large army at this time to break through the camp gate, rush into the hinterland of the enemy camp, and kill all the way to the Chinese army's tent in the barbarian camp.
As long as the location of the Chinese army is destroyed, the fighting spirit and command system of the entire barbarian camp will be completely collapsed.
But at this time, Zhou Cang did not take advantage of the situation and rush into the camp. Instead, he reined in his horse and stopped his rushing army.
"The entire army stops attacking. Quick, set fire to the camp for me."
In the midst of loud shouts, the three thousand officers and soldiers of the Yan Army quickly took off the firewood they carried on their backs, piled them one after another on the enemy's camp fence, and started to set fire to it.
Looking at the spreading flames, a sneer appeared at the corner of Zhou Cang's mouth, and he murmured: "Barbarians, let's enjoy the show, hehe..."
When Zhou Cang's army that robbed the camp launched an attack on the barbarian camp, in the forest outside the barbarian camp, more than 10,000 pairs of ferocious eyes stared fiercely at the brightly lit camp.
In the darkness, the two majestic bodies were standing side by side.
The two people standing side by side are Xing Daorong and Samoko.
Hearing the shouts of killing coming from the direction of the camp, the two men's calm expressions were shaken at the same time.
The sound of horse hooves sounded, and a scout galloped over.
"Report to your Majesty, thousands of enemy troops are charging towards our camp."
After hearing the scout's report, the two men looked at each other and laughed.
Shamoko raised his thumb and praised Xing Daorong: "General Xing Daorong, you are really good at predicting events. Then Yan Liang really fell into your scheme."
Xing Daorong stroked his short beard, with a proud look on his face, and sneered: "Your Majesty, you only need to wait for a moment, just wait for Yan Liang's soldiers and horses to rush into the hinterland of the camp. If we set up an ambush, we will be able to surround the enemy in one fell swoop."
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Shamoko nodded heavily and shouted to the scout: "Go and explore again, and report the enemy's movements to the king at any time."
The scouts flew away. Shamoko and Xing Daorong were high-spirited and their self-confidence reached its peak. They were chatting and laughing, and they were already talking about how to take advantage of the situation to attack Yan Liang's camp after annihilating Yan Liang's army.
In fact, the two of them had already envisioned the long-term future of capturing Linyuan and taking over Wuling alone.
"There's a fire in the direction of Daying"
Just as the two of them were thinking about it, a certain sharp-eyed barbarian soldier suddenly shouted like this.
The two men were shocked and turned around to look. When they saw the blazing flames rising from the line of the camp gate, their expressions changed in shock.
The high-spirited look on Shamoko's face suddenly dropped for the most part, and he exclaimed in surprise: "What's going on? Why didn't Yan Jun attack? Instead, he started a fire."
While exclaiming, the scouts rushed over again. Yan's army, who reported that several thousand troops were approaching the camp, did not take advantage of the opportunity to attack the camp. Instead, they set fire to the camp gate.
"General Xingdao, what's going on?" Samoko asked loudly in surprise.
Although Xing Daorong's self-confidence had mostly subsided, he still remained calm. After thinking for a moment, he calmly said: "My king, don't panic. This must be because the enemy has temporarily changed their strategy. We should adapt to the situation and launch a siege immediately."
At this point, Samoko had no other choice. He could not allow his enemies to set fire to anything and burn his camp to ashes.
In desperation, Shamoko immediately issued an order and the entire army launched an attack in advance.
The sound of war drums soared into the sky, breaking the silence of the night. More than 10,000 Wuxi barbarians rushed out of the forest with shouts. They surrounded and killed Yan's army at the camp from all directions.
At this time, Zhou Cang was holding a long knife in his arms. With an expression of watching the excitement, he stared with interest at the burned camp fences along the camp line.
Not one of the three thousand officers and soldiers of the Yan army rushed into the enemy camp, they were all playing with fire.
"Why don't you come out? If you don't show up, I will burn your entire camp..." Zhou Cang thought to himself.
Just as I was deep in thought, I suddenly heard the rumbling sound of drums rising into the sky, piercing my eardrums. From all directions, the beast-like sounds of killing were coming like a tide.
Zhou Cang was shocked. He raised his eyes and looked around, but under the moonlight and firelight, there seemed to be countless figures, emerging from the darkness and rushing toward his troops in the direction of the camp gate.
"These barbarians really have an ambush. It's a pity that the barbarians never dreamed that what they did was already within the lord's expectation."
A sneer appeared at the corner of Zhou Cang's mouth.
Immediately, he reined in his horse and turned around, shouting: "The enemy has come out, the whole army is retreating."
After the order was passed, Zhou Cang led his three thousand soldiers and horses and immediately withdrew towards his own camp.
Because Zhou Cang's army had not entered the hinterland of the enemy camp, his three thousand soldiers and horses could easily escape before the barbarian army encircled them and successfully escaped through the gaps in the encirclement.
A quarter of an hour after Yan Jun "escaped", 10,000 barbarian troops led by Xing Daorong and Shamoko surrounded him from all directions.
But, it's too late.
"Xu~~"
Shamo, who was standing in front of the camp, looked at the burning camp fence and the traces of the enemy troops fleeing, with a look of sinister anger on his face.
Xing Daorong, who came on horseback, faced Shamoko's questioning eyes and couldn't help feeling a little guilty in his heart.
He looked at the enemy's situation from a distance and called out: "Your Majesty, the enemy has not fled far yet. We should lead the army to pursue the enemy and follow the enemy's defeated soldiers. Maybe we can break through the enemy camp in one fell swoop."
After hearing Xing Daorong's suggestion, Shamoko's anger subsided a little. He looked at the burned camp fence and thought that if he just let it go, it would be in vain for the enemy to burn the camp fence and only damage his morale.
After weighing it for a moment, Shamoko said boldly: "Okay, let's chase them out. I don't believe that Yan Liang's camp can't be broken."
Under the dual influence of anger and pride, Shamoko and Xing Daorong immediately mobilized nine thousand troops to pursue Yan Liang's army, but left one thousand barbarians to guard the camp and put out the fire.
So, the two of them led nine thousand barbarian troops in pursuit of Zhou Cang's army without stopping.
Seven miles away.
On that small hill, Yan Liang was standing on his horse, holding a long knife in his arms, quietly watching the situation down the hillside.
Under the moonlight, the towering body like an iron tower, the iron armor reflected the cold light, and the whole body was filled with an aura of calmness and self-power.
Behind him, five thousand Yanjun soldiers stood silently in the night like the lifeless terracotta warriors and horses.
In the silence, everyone's face was filled with passionate excitement.
Footsteps sounded, and under the moonlight, a group of soldiers and horses could be vaguely seen passing by on the dirt road.
It was dark at night, and Yan Liang could not clearly see the situation at the bottom of the mountain. Despite this, he did not order an attack, but he seemed to be confident that he could tell whether the troops in the darkness were friends or foes.
The team quickly left and the earth returned to calm.
But the calm did not last long. After a while, another team hurriedly passed down the hillside.
Not long after, suddenly, howls erupted from the team at the foot of the mountain.
The screams one after another tore through the silence of the night.
Yan Liang raised his sword eyebrows, and a fierce light suddenly appeared in his calm eyes.