Beauty and the Bodyguard

These soldiers who came up later imitated the behavior of the previous soldiers, raised their swords horizontally, and began to harvest the heads of their opponents!

Enjoyable!

Liu Ziyu pulled the reins, and the black spirit horse was circling in place. Looking back, there was no living enemy left!

Not far away, Lin Yi's consciousness was enveloped, and he looked at the scene in front of him expressionlessly.

To be honest, Liu Ziyu has done well enough, but it is not enough.

He was going to leave eventually. If it was just like this now, Liu Ziyu wouldn't be able to keep this huge country.

Therefore, before leaving, we must think of a way to upgrade this eight hundred personal guard battalion to another level.

"Commander Song, collect the armor and flags of the Shanlian Empire!"

After the battle was over, Liu Ziyu nodded with satisfaction and ordered: "Let the brothers put on the Shanlian Empire's armor, and under their banner, we will attack the camp!"

"Got the order!"

Song Shaopeng's eyes lit up.

The soldiers of the Guards Battalion moved very quickly, and in three strokes they were able to put on the enemy's equipment.

"Very good! Let's all make ourselves miserable. It will look like a defeated army."

Liu Ziyu followed suit and put on her equipment as she spoke. She scattered her hair and wiped some blood on her face.

After thinking about it, he slashed at the shoulder armor again, making a big gap: "Just like me, it's best if the brothers around you can't recognize you."

Following Liu Ziyu's example, the Guards Battalion quickly followed suit and mastered the disguise.

But Song Shaopeng didn't quite understand. After thinking about it again and again, he couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "General Liu, what are we doing? Isn't it an attack on the camp?"

In Song Shaopeng's view, after getting rid of the 6,000 dead cavalry, there were only 14,000 troops left in the Shanlian Empire's camp. The guard battalion rushed in directly and just chopped melons and vegetables. Why bother? What kind of disguise?

There are only 14,000 people, and the average number of people is less than 20!

"We are going to attack the camp, but as I have said before, it is best for us to save the 30,000 to 40,000 slave troops! If we attack the camp directly, they will inevitably suffer countless casualties, so we sneak into the enemy camp and then attack General attack!"

Liu Ziyu's original plan was to lure the people from the Shanlian Empire out in batches and then eat them up bit by bit.

But after annihilating six thousand cavalry, he found that he still underestimated the combat effectiveness of this guard battalion.

These eight hundred people are basically eight hundred killing gods!

In this case, why not choose a more radical plan!

Song Shaopeng said oh and didn't ask any more questions.

After the guard battalion finished their disguise, they maintained a loose formation and flew all the way to the Shanlian Empire's military camp.

On the way, they were still adapting to the identity of a defeated army, trying hard to look like they were defeated.

This put the soldiers of the Guards Battalion in a bad situation. After they became the Guards Battalion, they killed all sides. How could they have a chance of becoming a defeated army?

There is no experience in this!

Let's talk about imitation, and their opponents also had no chance to be defeated. They were almost killed before they collapsed.

So I can only rely on my imagination to pretend, which is even more difficult than pretending!

Soon, the camp of Shanlian Empire was in sight. The lookout post over there saw this group of cavalry abandoning their helmets and wearing their own flag. Without any doubt, they hurriedly opened the gate of the camp.

"What's going on? Why did you retreat after defeat? Just now you saw a signal in the distance. Did you encounter a large enemy force?"

"Yes, the enemy's main force... I want to report to the general immediately!"

Liu Ziyu shouted angrily and rushed into the camp at full speed.

The sentry was stunned for a moment, still wondering who the voice belonged to. He seemed to have never heard it before...

The main reason is that the accent of Hongshang County is not similar to that of Shanlian Empire. Liu Ziyu has tried his best to imitate it, but unfortunately it always sounds strange.

Before the sentry could figure it out, eight hundred cavalrymen from the Guards Battalion had already swarmed in, following Liu Ziyu and Song Shaopeng, rushing towards the boundary between the slave army and the Shanlian Imperial Army.

"Hey! The general is not in that direction!"

The sentry hadn't figured it out yet, but after shouting loudly, he felt more and more that something was not right!

Then he saw that the last few cavalrymen of the defeated army turned around and fired their bows. The arrows flashed away and appeared in front of his eyes like shooting stars.

His throat hurt, and the sentry's eyes widened. He looked at the tail of the arrow that was still trembling in front of him in disbelief, and his pupils gradually lost their sparkle!

Enemy attack...

Before losing consciousness, he finally figured out what was wrong, but unfortunately it was too late to sound the alarm.

All the sentries at the gate of the camp, including him, were shot at by arrows at almost the same time, and no one survived!

Liu Ziyu wanted this effect. If the Shanlian Empire's sentry did not issue an alarm in time, the Guards Battalion would have more time to act, and the Shanlian Empire's camp would not fall into disorder all of a sudden.

"Set the camp on fire to separate the people of the Shanlian Empire from the slave army!"

Liu Ziyu reached out and picked up a torch beside the tent and threw it towards the target he was promising in the distance.

Song Shaopeng conveniently killed a soldier from the Shanlian Empire, took out an arrow and swept it through the brazier.

These were specially made arrows. The arrows were smeared with grease and would burn when exposed to fire. The soldiers in the Guards Battalion followed suit, so in an instant, a rocket streaked through the space with tail flames, and landed in the distance one after another. on the tent.

The fire spread rapidly, and the soldiers of the Shanlian Empire rushed out of the tent screaming and fell into chaos!

"Brothers, it's time to get started!"

The Guards Battalion soldiers fired another round of rockets, then took out their long knives and began to harvest the lives of the enemy soldiers.

Things developed just as Liu Ziyu expected. Chaos spread rapidly throughout the Shanlian Empire, but because of the barrier of the sea of ​​fire, it did not affect the slave army at all.

The slave army was also guarded by soldiers from the Shanlian Empire. After discovering something was wrong, these guards wanted to command the slave army to come over to put out the fire, but they were killed by the soldiers guarding the camp with bows and arrows.

Lin Yi in the distance nodded secretly, Liu Ziyu's kindness was not suitable for leading troops.

Although there is nothing wrong with being kind, when marching and fighting, sometimes kindness often delays the opportunity to fight.

However, leading troops is just an experience arranged by Lin Yi for Liu Ziyu. Lin Yi's real purpose is to make him the heir of Hongshang Commandery...well, he should now be the new emperor on an equal footing with the Shanlian Empire.

After all, after defeating the Shanlian Empire and returning to the negotiating table, it is inevitable to cede territory and pay compensation.

By then, it is estimated that half of the Shanlian Empire will be divided and given to Lin Yi.

Lin Yi definitely doesn't want it, and it's useless to ask for it.

As for Liu Ziyu, Lin Yi wanted to push him to the throne of this new empire, so he was kind and loving to the people, which Lin Yi was happy to see.

On the battlefield, the general of the Shanlian Empire is not useless. On the contrary, he is also a person with great military talents. When he discovers a problem, he immediately starts to organize defense, stabilize the morale of the army, and try to counterattack.