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The day before the battle, the two soldiers from Central Fujian were still at a loss when they were sent to the Great Tent. They thought that there was a special task to perform. Unexpectedly, Lu Zhui didn’t say anything, so let him read an article first. The Art of War.

She Mang listened intently, but even if he paid more attention, he still didn't catch the muttering of these two people's mouths, which one has half the relationship with concealing the sky. After listening, Lu Zhui stroked his palm and praised: "Not bad."

The soldier said strangely: "Master Lu also understands our native dialect?"

Lu Zhui replied, "I didn't understand a word."

Soldier: "..."

"Tomorrow before the formation, you don't have to do anything, just ride out and read this silk book in your native dialect." Lu Zhui handed over the scroll, "The louder the better. If it can spread to the enemy camp, I will go to the general after returning. Please reward for the two in front of you."

There is also this good thing. The two soldiers were flattered and opened the brocade book. Above it was the letter of persuasion to surrender written by Lu Zhui in the south of the Yangtze River. It was full of emotions and made people cry, but the soldiers were still guilty. The villagers in the country couldn't understand it, let alone the north, let alone the desert tribe—it's probably not much different from the same spell.

"What I want is that they don't understand." Lu Zhui exhorted again, "Don't understand."

"Remember?" She Mang also asked.

The two soldiers nodded together. Although they didn't know the reason, they rushed out on horseback to read this brocade book. It was easy to do.

Lu Zhui was extremely satisfied, and that was not enough. The next day, he dressed up the two of them again, making their faces red and black so strange that they would not be recognized when they were placed in front of his mother.

The writing of persuasion was not too long, and the two of them read it once and read it a second time, and then read it three times in a row. Only three fireballs from the enemy camp came on. But firstly, the distance was quite long, and secondly, there was wind resistance. The long arrow only burned halfway in the air before it fell softly to the ground. There was also a whistle from the Chu army camp at this time, and the two soldiers in Minzhong made a decisive decision, turned their heads and rushed back to their camp.

"Release! Yelvxing ordered in a deep voice.

The wooden gate was opened, and ten warriors from the cemetery rushed out like wild beasts out of the gate, and their big feet like cascades stepped into the deep pit in the yellow sand. Their faces were terrifying and the yellow sand was filled wherever they went. Lu Zhui changed into an ordinary soldier mixed with thousands of soldiers, and he was slightly surprised to see these monsters from a distance. She Mang did not want to fight the enemy seriously in this battle, so he decisively ordered the archer to prepare. Hundreds of soldiers drew their bowstrings with a shout, and gleaming arrows shot out like a torrential rain, intertwined into a large airtight net, but the cemetery warriors turned a blind eye, instead rushing forward in the rain of arrows. With only one tore at both hands, several horses knelt on the ground screaming and threw the soldiers on their backs to the ground.

The generals of the Chu army were shocked when they saw this.

"Get out of the way!" Seeing that the situation is not good, Lu Zhui stepped on his horse and yelled. The whole figure jumped up like a spring swift, holding a large gilt bow, brushing his toes over the thousands of horses in front of the battle, and his right hand moved from behind. Draw out three sharp arrows, drew the bowstring in the air, and shot at the cemetery warriors with a mighty force.

This time, the shining silver teeth smoothly submerged into the muscles, tearing the monsters into black and red blood. The cemetery warrior fell to the ground with his blood dripping eyes, and the generals of the Chu army thundered with joy and the golden drums sounded. sound.

Yelvxing stood on the high platform and looked at him from a distance, his hands clenched suddenly.

The last sharp arrow fell into the eyes of the warrior in the cemetery. Lu Zhui steadily fell back on his horse, and She Mang also ordered loudly: "Return the soldiers!"

The drums sounded long, and the Chu State Army Well retreated and left.

...

Looking at the gurgling blood and ten corpses in the sand, most of the ordinary soldiers of Xilan Kingdom felt palpitations, not knowing what the other party intended this time. This small group of Chu army ventured from a long distance to come, but did not take the initiative to attack, and even if it was won, it did not take advantage of the attack. It seemed that it was just for the practice of chanting, and suddenly felt very panicked—not to mention the desert tribe. Advocating witchcraft and totem.

"Why don't you ask the one-armed old woman?" Hu Dahan suggested.

Yeluxing nodded and went with him to the big tent where the criminals were detained. When the guard heard the rumor, he was shocked, saying that just not long ago, the Red Rakshasa claimed to have taken the criminals away by the king's order.

"Confused!" Hu Dahan was furious when he heard the words. "She has been expelled from the camp by the king. How can you believe her nonsense?"

The guard knelt on the ground and looked pale, but Yelvxing raised his hand to stop Hu Dahan from continuing to reprimand him, and only sent troops to chase him. When he was retaining the Red Rakshasa, many soldiers were present. Since the separation was extremely peaceful, it would not be surprising that the other party was invited back again. He could only blame himself for being too negligent and taking advantage of her.

Several people walked out of the big camp in the smoke and sand, but nowhere else could you see the red Rakshasa. And in the depths of the desert, a carriage was racing in the wind at this time, A Liuyi waved his whip, and three horses ran like lightning and thunder. In the carriage, Qi Ling was cautiously taking care of the old woman—that is, His aunt applied wound medicine, while Red Raksha sat aside with arms folded, his face as always without any expression.

"You are... you are the Qi family." Although the one-armed old woman was seriously injured and covered in blood, she didn't care about herself. She only looked at him by the light outside the window, muttering and repeating again and again, "Looks like him. Very similar."

"Yeah." Qi Ling grinned, "auntie."

This affectionate call made the one-armed old woman tears into her eyes, but she remembered that she was already old and haggard, and met the junior in such an embarrassed manner. Her heart was suddenly slumped, she simply covered her face and started crying in a low voice. .

"Auntie, don't cry." Qi Ling was taken aback, and hurriedly helped her to coax, but she felt the same way. Hong Luosha first watched with cold eyes at the confession of the two of them with tears and tears. In the end, they were so quarrelsome that their brains hurt. He raised his hand and roughly threw Qi Ling aside, tearing open the cloth strips and treating her wounds.

Qi Ling squatted to the side, the light in his eyes was a bit hotter, and he said that he was really the number one killer in the desert. Not only did he have a good intelligence network, he also had a lot of skill, but he was also very courageous and resourceful. He chuckled, rubbed the past again, and said kindly: "Sister."

Red Raksha gave him a cold look.

Qi Ling clenched a fist secretly, didn't tell me to get out today, I made progress!

In the twilight, the three also circled back to the Chu army camp. Xilan Kingdom returned without success in pursuit of its troops, and reported to Yelvxing with anxiety, saying that the other party had been prepared for a long time, and there was not even a rut left in the desert.

"Could it be that the other party pretended to be a ghost, just to distract us, so that this one-armed old woman can be rescued?" Hu Dahan guessed.

"How is the situation at the Chu Army Camp?" Yelvxing asked.

"Twenty thousand people are stationed in the dry sand spring. It doesn't seem to be unusual." Hu Dahan said, "Only a huge brazier was lit in the middle of the camp, which was filled with Populus euphratica branches and kerosene. For what to do."

Yelvxing sat back in the tent, becoming more confused about the purpose of the Chu Army, and when he thought of the light figure who had rushed out of the Ten Thousand Army alone in the day, his expression darkened.

She Mang looked at the bright red sky and felt very distressed by the kerosene. Lu Zhui comforted: "Since you want to pretend to be a **** and play a ghost, you have to do a full set of drama. If She Xianfeng refused, I would like to get some more people to dance the gods."

But hurry up. She Mang sat next to the fire: "This is enough. Yelvxing is suspicious. We are both chanting curses and practicing. Even if he doesn't believe it, he will not easily order troops."

Lu Zhui inserted a sweet potato on the stick and stuffed it into the fire to roast.

"How is the mother of Red Raksha?" She Mang asked again.

"The injury is serious, Qi Ling and Red Luosha are taking care of her." Lu Chai said, "It is said that he overturned more than a dozen tents in the enemy camp alone, killing blood."

She Mang gave a thumbs up: "Old hero."

"I'll go see her." Lu Zhui stood up, "She Xianfeng also go to bed earlier, and will continue to send troops tomorrow morning."

As for how to continue sending troops, it is of course to continue to pretend to be fascinating. When the sky is dawning, Chu's army once again lined up neatly, blowing the horn in the deep white mist.

This time, the Xilan State Camp was well prepared. The catapults lined up in two rows in front of the camp, and the fire was raging in the trench. However, the Chu army refused to go forward again this time. They only raised their heads and sent out the two soldiers from Minzhong as usual. They shouted in front of the battle-it doesn’t matter if the enemy cannot see clearly or hear clearly. It doesn't matter, as long as you know that Chu Jun is doing it again, that's enough.

After reading the surrender book three times, She Mang raised his hand with satisfaction and Ming Jin retreated.

...

The third day.

The fourth day.

Five days later, even the heavens helped, the thunder thunder fell in the middle of the night, and a few sparse rain and snow fell.

So when the soldiers of Xilan Kingdom looked again the next day, the wizards in front of the Chu army camp were more than ten times more numerous, lined up in a long snake formation, buzzing in their mouths without knowing what spells they were, one after another, high-pitched, like It was a group of old ducks buzzing.

"Kill!" After a loud roar, Xilan's army suddenly rolled out and rushed towards the Chu army camp. It was Hu Dahan who led the army. After many days, he almost believed that Chu Jun was really doing it, otherwise it would be difficult to find a reasonable reason to explain all this, so he persuaded Yelvxing to simply take the risk of sending troops to explore the truth. .

Seeing that the situation was not good, the wizards turned around and slid away. The Chu army also slammed gold and retreated, and ran toward the depths of the desert in an orderly manner, leaving only thousands of archers, and temporarily stopped Hu Dahan with a rain of cold light and arrows.

In addition to being brave in combat, this 20,000-strong army has another characteristic, that is, the soldiers and horses all run fast and quickly. If Hu Dahan wanted to chase at this time, he would be able to chase him. After all, the desert warhorse was not weak, but the other party made it clear that he wanted to lure himself deeper, and the front was no longer the territory of the Xilan army, and I don’t know what traps were buried. , He only ordered again to regroup and return to the camp.

No one knew what Chu Jun was going to do. In fact, even the soldiers in Minzhong who had been arrested were confused. They didn't know the use of painting the letters to persuade them to surrender. Only Lu Zhui counted the days day by day, and then drew out information from the Red Rakshasa, saying that the enemy camp had already had a lot of rumors at this time, and they were all talking about the great wizards invited by the great Chu, who could call wind and rain, and drop poisonous fog.

Lu Wuming said, "Your goal of disturbing the military's morale has been achieved."

Lu Chai was holding the teacup in both hands. Naturally, he didn't expect to fool Yelvxing with these tricks, but it didn't matter, as long as the soldiers of Xilan Kingdom were suspicious and tired of dealing with all this. Relax your guard, that's enough.

That night, a letter was quickly sent to the coach's camp.

Three days later, He Xiao personally sent back and forth letters.

——On March 15th, the whole army went to war.

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