The Grandmaster Strategist

Ji has been on the battlefield for many years, winning more and losing less. He always takes charge of one side and has always been valued by the general. In the twenty-third year of prosperity, the general led his troops into Zezhou and fought with the main force of Yong's army in Qinze. He sent Ji to attack the enemy's baggage. Unexpectedly, the Yong army was plotting, and the King of Qi disguised himself and left the Chinese army, setting up a tiger's den to wait. Don't pay attention and be trapped in a tight siege. After fighting hard for a day and night, all the bows and arrows were exhausted, and the food and grass were exhausted. In the end, the enemy was too strong, and the stars fell from the Qinshui. All the three armies died, and no one surrendered. At that time, the leader of Yong's army, King Li Xian of Qi, hated him for killing many people, but still cherished his talent. He sent an envoy to persuade him to surrender, but he refused and sang loudly. He was thirty-one years old. The king also sighed and refused to kill the corpse, and sent his troops to return it to the Northern Han Dynasty. When the general saw this, he was heartbroken, and he took his ashes and buried him in his hometown.

——"The Biography of Tan Ji, a History of the Northern Han Dynasty"

At dawn the next day, the Northern Han army was finally dead and wounded. Under the protection of his guards, Li Xian walked into the bloody Shura field. Corpses were everywhere on the battlefield, and every dead Northern Han army had several serious injuries. , all died in fierce fighting. Walking to the center of the battlefield, it was the most tragic place of the battle. Several corpses were wearing bronze masks, and one of them was wearing a general's uniform. Li Xian looked carefully and saw that the man opened his hands and covered a shorter body with his body. His right hand was still holding the Changge tightly. His shirt was broken and full of blood. Beside him, there was still a horse on its back. The war horse with the spear stuck in it screamed loudly, and from time to time, it lowered its head to push its master, trying to get him to stand up again.

Without Li Xian's order, someone dragged away the seriously injured war horse that was still lingering. Li Xian stepped forward and leaned over to look, only to see that the man's face was still covered with a bronze mask. Then he reached out and picked it off. The mask was taken off, revealing a delicate face. Although he was already thirty years old, he was still handsome and elegant. He had not seen the sun all year round, which made his skin color a little too pale, but even if he closed his eyes, he could still be felt. There was an aura of sadness all over his body. Perhaps it was because of the mask. Although he had fought hard, there was no blood on the face, and there was not even a hint of fear and anger on the verge of death between his eyebrows. Instead, he had a faint smile, as if a traveler after a long journey had finally let go. There was a feeling of relief as if there was a heavy weight on my body.

Li Xian sighed softly, he had just surrendered, maybe he had the intention of disrupting the enemy's morale, but at that moment he really wanted to take this person under his command. Although this man killed too many people, his military courage was heartbreaking. Seeing that he was on the verge of despair, but his subordinates were willing to die with him, we knew that although this man was ruthless, he was not a violent person by nature. It's just a pity for such a talent.

Li Xian was feeling regretful when suddenly a low moan came to his ears. Before Li Xian could react, his body had automatically taken a step back, and the guards next to him also came over with swords in hand to carefully protect King Qi. Everyone listened carefully for a while, but there was no sound anymore. Li Xian recalled the direction where he heard the groan just now, and his eyes fell on Tan Ji. No, it should be said that the person under Tan Ji was protecting him. He asked people to lift Tan Ji aside, and found that the person under Tan Ji was also a ghost rider. However, Li Xian found that although the man was seriously injured, the fatal wound was very shallow. He must have been injured by Tan Ji. Blocked with flesh and blood.

Tao Lin, the guard next to King Qi, glared coldly at the people who cleared the battlefield beforehand, but found no one alive. It wouldn't be bad if someone took the opportunity to assassinate. However, Li Xian did not blame him. He stepped forward and took off the mask of the unconscious ghost knight, revealing a childish face. He couldn't help but said: "I didn't expect that there was such a young ghost knight around Tan Ji. It is really not easy for a man to go into battle to kill the enemy at a young age, and to have to shoulder the responsibility of rushing into battle. Someone, please send him to the military doctor and give him good treatment."

Everyone looked at each other in disbelief. They had been fighting against the Northern Han Dynasty for many years. It could be said that there was a sea of ​​hatred. Although the Yong army had the habit of not killing prisoners, if they saw the enemy's surviving seriously injured people on the battlefield, they would mostly kill them with one sword, or at most discard them. If you ignore him, how can you give him medical treatment? Li Xian smiled slightly. He understood the confusion in the hearts of his soldiers, but he remembered the way the man taught him a lesson with a straight face when parting.

He couldn't help but chuckle in his heart, and said loudly: "In the past, we had a deep hatred with the Northern Han Dynasty. Naturally, we would repay injustice and revenge. However, if a person has no parents or family, killing one of them will make the whole family cry. Remember, The emperor wants to unify the world and bring peace to the world. Today they are the people of the Northern Han Dynasty, and they will be the people of Dayong in the future. Although swords and guns are merciless on the battlefield, and they have no regrets in death, if they don't save them, isn't it tantamount to cruelty? My own people, I hereby issue a military order that from now on, anyone who commits suicide without authorization will be punished with death."

The troops agreed with a bang. Although some people did not understand King Qi's intention, everyone understood the principle of military law. At this time, a general came out and said: "Marshal, although this is the case, this Tan Ji has been wreaking havoc in Zezhou for many years, and his hands are stained with the blood of the people of Dayong. Many of us have died in his hands. Please allow the marshal to wait for me." Only by cutting this man into pieces can the hatred in my heart be eliminated."

Li Xianzheng wanted to agree, but his eyes fell on Tan Ji's body. Seeing his calm face as if sleeping, he sighed: "We Dayong warriors are happy to have grudges, but the hatred of a person is gone, so why bother with a dead man?" What? And although this person is harmful to me, Dayong, he is a loyal minister of the Northern Han Dynasty, and he regards death as home. This king also admires him in his heart. Killing corpses is not what our King Yong division should do. Zhuang Jun, your life General Tan was buried in a coffin and sent back to the Northern Han Dynasty after the war."

The general looked a little ashamed and retreated. Li Xian glanced at him and said loudly: "Tan Ji has died in battle. No matter what serious crime, one death is enough to pay for it. Listen, we should also go and meet General Long who is staying in Zezhou. Well, there is no glory in holding a grudge against a dead person. If we can capture and kill Long Tingfei, it will be the greatest honor for my Dayong man. Do you think so?"

After hearing this, all the generals shouted loudly: "Kill Long Tingfei and defeat the Northern Han army." At first, it was just the generals shouting, but later the sergeants all around also shouted loudly. Just now they were killed because of King Qi's military order. Some dissatisfied soldiers no longer complained at all. Yes, how could we do such things as killing corpses or killing prisoners? Naturally, we must capture and kill the enemy general in one fell swoop to eliminate the barriers in our hearts.

Seeing that his momentum had been aroused, Li Xian said again: "Pass on my order to the generals and repair for a day. Tomorrow we will go to Qinze to see the majesty of General Long." This time, all the generals agreed with joy, as if they were eager to get on the road immediately. Similar. Li Xian was a little worried, wondering how the war was going in Qin Ze's place.

On the night of November 7th, in the commander's tent in Qin Ze's Northern Han camp, under the dim light, Long Ting's proud figure was reflected very long by the light. His eyes never left the letter on the commander's case. This is Xiao Tong sent a spy master from the Northern Han Dynasty to find it from a secret messenger of Dayong. The messenger had great martial arts skills and a tenacious temperament. After chasing for hundreds of miles, the messenger and the Northern Han Dynasty spy were trapped in a tight siege, but they still refused to surrender. Before dying, they wanted to destroy the letter, but they were snatched away by the masters of the Demon Sect. Such a letter must be a very confidential matter, but Long Tingfei would rather the letter was just a scam, because although the letter was vague, it contained a kind of information that Long Tingfei did not want to believe. Picking up the letter again, Long Tingfei read it carefully.

"There are letters from others, but their intentions are often perfunctory. They say that they have not followed the army, and there are many obstacles. Or they still want to wait and see. They are the enemy's generals' secretaries. If they can be touched, the Northern Han army will be defeated. Therefore, the victory will be lost. The matter is very important. If the enemy wins, there will probably be no gap. If I win, he will abandon his secrets and turn to the light. The chance of victory in this battle is not in Qin Ze, but in the transportation and food roads. The heavy responsibility is on his shoulders. I hope you will encourage him."

This letter has neither a header nor a signature. It is just stamped with a private seal with the words Hanyuan Jushi on it. But judging from the tone, it is written by one of the top figures in the Yong Army. Seeing the elegant writing of this letter, Long Tingfei felt vaguely in his heart that he might be his current opponent, Jiang Zhe, and he heard that Jiang Zhe lived in Hanyuan when he was in Emperor Yong's dormitory. Long Tingfei had seen Jiang Zhe during that period. Some poems and articles did indeed claim to be Hanyuan layman. But was the person who received the letter really Jing Chi? Although the letter only explained the importance of guarding the main transport camp in Miaopo, and also vaguely stated that a general he trusted very much was rebelling, but he was not firm yet and had to wait until this moment. A decision will be made after the war is over.

Long Tingfei was not without suspicion that this was a estrangement strategy. Although it was natural for Jiang Zhe to write a letter to Jing Chi, whom he had denounced, to stabilize his mind, but if Jiang Zhe did such a thing, why not Did Long Tingfei suspect that this was a conspiracy?

So when he saw this letter for the first time, Long Tingfei didn't believe it deeply, but just kept it in his mind for the time being. In any case, it should have no impact on this battle. However, the two armies fought many times in the past few days. Although both sides had no intention of a decisive battle, Long Tingfei still saw through many signs that he was not facing the enemy he had been in the past. King Qi's fighting style was fierce and positive, like a flame. He is invincible, and his current opponent was still a little suffocated at first, but now his combat has become as tenacious and changeable as running water, and the nature of water is as soft as water. However, no one who is strong can defeat him. Although Long Tingfei and his generals all thought that Jiang Zhe was commanding . But after a few days, Long Tingfei became suspicious. In any case, Jiang Zhe was a scribe who had never actually commanded a battle. Could it be that King Qi would really hand over all the command power to him? But Long Tingfei never believed that King Qi would no longer be in the army. Facing him, would any general dare to leave the army without permission? The more he thought about it, the more troubled he became. Long Tingfei finally made up his mind to reveal the answer to the mystery tomorrow. Unless King Qi personally led the army to fight, he could not continue fighting like this anyway.

At this time, the same lights were dim, and in the Yongzhong military tent, Xuan Song was discussing military affairs with the generals, while using his peripheral vision to look at the military supervisor sitting at the top on the left, he saw Jiang Zhe leaning on the chair. Although he was sleeping, there was no obvious change in his posture, and he seemed to be deep in thought. However, he skillfully hid his face in a dark place where the light could not reach him, so that no one could see his slightly closed eyes. Xuan Song was moved and admired in his heart. These days, the pressure of facing the famous generals of the Northern Han Dynasty alone has almost made him breathless, but the strange thing about this always lazy Supervisor always makes him feel Stable, and he has not been idle. At first, he suppressed the dissatisfied generals for him. Later, he always made military suggestions in private, allowing himself to integrate what he had learned in the past in just a few days. Now he is really Have the confidence to face any enemy. And the generals gradually began to be convinced by him, but without the Supervisor, these might be goals that he would never be able to achieve.

Li Shun, who was standing behind Jiang Zhe, saw Xuan Song's gaze, smiled slightly, and said softly through the voice: "Master, please don't sleep, the military meeting is about to break up." After saying this, he sent a burst of true energy into Jiang Zhe's body. After a while, Jiang Zhe woke up slowly and changed his posture without any flaws, as if he was tired from listening and wanted to move his body.

I looked at everyone lazily. Now that Xuan Song can fully command the generals, I don't pay much attention to the military meeting. But it's not good not to attend. After all, Xuan Song's status is still relatively low. He touched the teacup. But it was cold. Xiao Shunzi obediently put hot tea on my table. I moved my stiff arms again, thinking that the military discussion should be over.

At this time, suddenly low and suppressed shouts of excitement came from outside. Not long after, Qiao Zu rushed in happily and said: "Please report to the Lord Supervisor of the Army, Xuan Canjun, Your Highness has received good news. Tan Ji's troops have been completely wiped out. His Highness has returned to the army and will arrive at the camp at noon the day after tomorrow."

All the generals in the tent were beaming with joy and whispering to each other. I was also overjoyed. My first step had been successfully accomplished. I stood up and said with a smile, "Great, Your Highness's side has won. It's time to finish here." Xuan Canjun, I think the Northern Han Army may not get the battle report within a few days, but no matter what, today I see that Long Tingfei's troops are a bit strange, I'm afraid I have already become suspicious. Your banner will let the Northern Han army know that Dayongduo has good generals who can compete with Long Tingfei. In this way, the morale of the Northern Han army will inevitably be decadent. In order to mobilize morale and wash away the shame, Long Tingfei must fight a war. This battle As long as you are undefeated, the blow to the Northern Han Army will be enough. If Xuan Song joins the army, it will be up to you tomorrow." After that, I bowed to Xuan Song. All the generals also stood up and said loudly: "I will obey the general's order to join the army!" Xuan Song was very excited, but he was not an ordinary person after all. He calmed down after a moment and said: "Thank you for your kindness, Lord Supervisor, generals. Support, tomorrow, let us give the Northern Han Army a little show and let them know how powerful our Dayong Army is." The generals agreed in a loud voice, their faces full of joy.

The next day, Long Tingfei looked at the banner of the commander-in-chief of the Dayong Army, and his heart was overturned. Although he had doubts, he was still very frightened and angry when he saw this scene. The commander changed his flag to the word "Xuan". In addition, he could no longer see the location of King Qi's guards. This made Long Tingfei immediately understand that the person fighting him in the past few days was not King Qi at all, so where would King Qi be? , he didn’t believe that the King of Qi would bypass him to attack Qinzhou. So far, his communication with the rear has not been severed. Then the King of Qi could only be in the large baggage camp on Miaopo. Why would the King of Qi personally be in charge of a large baggage camp after being guarded by a general like Jing Chi? Unless it was setting up a net to wait for the birds to throw themselves in. Thinking of this, Longting Fei's heart tightened. If this is the case, then Tan Ji——

He said loudly: "Xiao Tong, send a messenger to Miaopo quickly. If Tan Ji has not fallen into the trap yet, then ask him to withdraw. Remember to send your best scouts and ask them to bring the trust eagle with them. Maybe it will be easier to find Tan Ji."

Xiao Tong said worriedly: "My subordinates obeyed my orders, but I am just a general. If it is really a conspiracy set by the enemy, I am afraid that General Tan will be in trouble. Moreover, General Tan's troops are elusive and his whereabouts are uncertain. Unless my subordinates go there in person, only I'm afraid it will be difficult to find General Tan." Long Tingfei said sadly: "I know it too, but now I can only do my best and obey fate. I need you to be in charge of military intelligence investigation, so you can't go in person. Alas, you don't have to be too careful. Worry, Tan Ji is very smart and may not be fooled." Although he said this, Long Tingfei knew in his heart that this was just to comfort himself. He suddenly felt a strong pain in his heart. Long Tingfei frowned. He really It was a pity that at this moment he realized that he had been too unkind to Tan Ji in the past.

Looking up, through the heavy battle formations and the chaotic battlefield in front of him, Long Tingfei could faintly see the enemy's central army banner. The Confucian general in green who was commanding was scolding Fang Qiu, and beside him, a scholar in blue robe was Looking at the battlefield leisurely. It was these two people who dragged themselves into Qin Ze and made their generals fall into a trap. Suddenly Long Tingfei thought of the ambiguous letter.

He was a little surprised at first. The tone of the letter was vague, like comfort and advice, but also like reporting military information. Long Tingfei was still a little suspicious. If this letter was really written by Jiang Zhe, it seemed a bit unreasonable. Jiang Zhe did not There is no need to write this letter at this time. After all, Jing Chi is also a general, so he should not harm private affairs for public affairs. Although there are some doubts, there are some things that we would rather believe. Now that it is clear that King Qi is likely to be in Miaopo, then this letter can make sense. If King Qi and his deputy Jing Chi are both in Miaopo, they must not be worried about the battle situation on Qin Ze's side. Jiang Zhe will It would make sense to write a letter to the King of Qi to inform him of the military situation. As for the vague words, it is basically to avoid the possibility of breaking the promise on the way. If this letter falls into our hands, we will not find out that King Qi is not in Qinze. The letter said that someone in the Northern Han Dynasty wanted to rebel. The truth or falsehood has not yet been determined, or it may be true, but the traitor was hesitant. Even if the letter was lost, it only made us wary, and it may happen again. Let the person succumb faster due to panic and pressure. Of course, it might be a lie, but the Dayong messenger fought desperately, so the possibility of it being completely false is not very high. Didn't Xiao Tong say that there are still several messengers from Qin Ze's camp going to Miaopo these days? Although he did not continue to order the interception because he was worried about losing our scouts, this also shows from the side that this letter is indeed for the King of Qi. Thinking of this, Long Tingfei felt a surge of anger in his heart. He absolutely could not tolerate someone betraying the Northern Han Dynasty. Looking up at the Dayong Army in the distance, he could not tolerate anyone teasing him like this. He issued military orders one after another. Since the King of Qi was not in the army, he would make the Yong army pay a bloody price. There was a cold murderous intention on his face. If Dayong's main force in Qin Ze could be caused to suffer heavy losses, then even if Tan Ji let King Qi take over, Dayong would lose more than the gain.

This is the fourth time that the Northern Han Dynasty has launched a forceful attack. I helplessly looked at the battlefield littered with corpses and lamented in my heart. Did I ignore Long Tingfei's determination? It seemed that he was prepared to pay a heavy price in order to achieve something. A great victory. If the main force of the Yong army here is defeated miserably, then my carefully planned plan to weaken Long Tingfei's wings will succeed, but it will also fail. If Long Tingfei defeated Yong's army, his self-confidence would definitely be high. Not to mention the loss of our troops, just the fact of the disastrous defeat could boost the morale of the soldiers and civilians of the Northern Han Dynasty.

Looking at Xuan Song, who is getting calmer and more determined in his command, I breathe a sigh of relief. Maybe his command has some shortcomings, but at least with nearly twice the strength, we can at least draw a tie. Long Tingfei was also procrastinating a few days ago, so the use of troops was not violent. This was a good thing for Xuan Song. The Northern Han army was like a whetstone, sharpening Xuan Song from a sharp blade to a magic weapon. , now is the time to test the effect. If I had a choice, I would not reveal the secret of King Qi's absence in advance. But this is also a helpless matter. Only through such a battle, Long Tingfei returns without success, can his confidence be effectively undermined. If King Qi is here with his army, I am afraid that Long Tingfei will never be in Qin Ze decisive battle. This time I faced the Northern Han army with the idea of ​​killing three birds with one stone. I captured Tan Ji, broke his wings, sent a secret letter to his heart, and then used Xuan Song to undermine Long Tingfei's confidence. This is enough for him to endure, not to mention there are more waiting for him, Long Tingfei, to endure. However, I sighed again, no matter what, I had to survive this battle.

Long Tingfei looked coldly at the battlefield ahead. It had been six hours. Although the Dayong Army's front was a little weak, there was no sign of collapse. He didn't expect that Xuan Song was just an unknown soldier who had such talent. Dayong is really full of heroes. But he couldn't drag it out like this. Long Tingfei made up his mind and gently touched the shiny black halberd made of hundreds of refined steel. The body of the halberd was engraved with fine textures. Due to the infiltration of blood and sweat all year round, the halberd became The black is tinged with dark red, and only the sharp blade on the head of the halberd, the twigs on the neck of the halberd, and the crescent-shaped curved blade on it are still bright and translucent. Looking at the weapons that have been with each other for many years, Long Tingfei felt proud and laughed loudly: "I, the sons of the Northern Han Dynasty, are all heroes. How can I be humiliated by the Yong people? All the troops will follow me." Let's fight and let those Yong people see what we can do." After saying that, he took the lead and rushed towards the melee between the two armies. The divine pony with a mane like red flames, the fiery battle robe that hunts and flutters in the wind, and the black and red halberd make Long Tingfei so powerful that he is as frightening as the invincible god of war.

I almost held my breath as I watched Long Tingfei rush into the military formation. His courage, like a blazing fire, and his invincible majesty made me feel awe-struck. There were obviously only a few thousand guards, but the powerful and invincible aura made everyone on the battlefield flinch in front of this army. Seeing Dayong's army formation being ignored by Long Tingfei, although I was a little distressed, I was even more excited. Such Long Tingfei was the unparalleled general who had forced Dayong to occupy an inch of territory in the Northern Han Dynasty for several years. At this moment, it seemed that only the red fire was burning and swelling in the entire battlefield, and the Northern Han army seemed to be inspired by the bravery of the general. Their offensive became in full swing, and the entire Northern Han army seemed to be burning.

At this time, Xuan Song quickly mobilized his troops and horses and adopted a strict defense strategy. I knew that Xuan Song's strength was not in offense, so he used his strengths and avoided weaknesses, hoping to use defense to withstand the fierce attack of the Northern Han Army. After all, it would not last long. When the army's morale declines, they can take the opportunity to counterattack. This idea is good, but today's Dayong army is not completely convinced of Xuan Song. At such an urgent moment, they can't help but hesitate. As a result, the entire army becomes a bit chaotic. Next, Dayong's army formed. For a moment, Dayong's army was in trouble. If there was no improvement, the army's formation was about to collapse.

Xuan Song had cold sweat on his head. He looked at me with a look of confusion and pleading in his eyes. I knew he hoped that I could help him, and even hoped that I could take over the command. I frowned slightly. If I interfered with Xuan Song's command at this time, it would definitely severely damage Xuan Song's confidence. In that case, even if I win, the gain will not be worth the loss. What I need is a general who can take charge of his own affairs. But if I don't intervene, the so-called defeat will be like a mountain. However, although our army is strong, it may not be able to withstand the Northern Han army's attack like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

After looking at the somewhat chaotic Zhanzhan battle situation, I understood that Xuan Song's command was actually not wrong. However, the Dayong officers and soldiers still had doubts about him. Still, under Long Tingfei's prestige, the troops could not help but be a little wary. As long as they could Boost morale, then Xuan Song will definitely be able to stabilize the situation. My eyes flashed, and I saw the war drum on the side. I couldn't help but take it seriously. I turned around and said to Xiao Shunzi, "You use your inner strength to help me, and I will beat the drum myself to cheer up."

Xiao Shunzi frowned slightly and said, "Don't do it for too long. My internal energy is cold and I am not suitable to help you."

I smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, it won't take long."

After that, I got off my horse and walked to the military drum. I waved the sergeant in charge of playing the drum to step down. I picked up the drumstick and stood in front of the military drum. Xiao Shunzi stood behind me and put his right palm on my vest. I just felt a cold breath penetrate into my body, as if all the hot blood in my body was stirred by this breath, and my limbs were also full of strength. Raising the drumstick in my right hand, I hit the first beat.

Yong Jun, who was in chaos, suddenly heard a loud thunder in his ears, and his heart was shocked. Then, a low and distant drum sound sounded from the sky and the earth. The thick and calm drum sound was dense and smooth, like a slowly flowing river. , Although the huge rocks in the middle of the river stand thousands of feet tall, they cannot stop the progress of the river. Although the wave-breaking boat can cross the river, it cannot escape the shackles of the river. Amidst the steady sound of military drums, Yong's army gradually calmed down, and the changes in formation were regulated.

At this time, a high-pitched horn sounded from the Northern Han army. The Northern Han army, which seemed to be sluggish by the flowing water, regained its vitality and started another round of fierce attacks. However, the drum sound also became subdued and low, but it was also He became more and more persevering, always allowing every soldier on the battlefield to hear clearly. The sound of drums and horns were intertwined, just like the bitter struggle between the Yong Army and the Northern Han Army. The horn sound became louder and sharper, like the scorching sun and cold wind. When everyone heard the drum sound, they felt as if they were seeing the weeds struggling in the cold wind and fire. No matter how hard it was, they could not stop them from breaking through the ground. .

The high-pitched horns and low drums suddenly became fainter, but the world was filled with imminent murderous intent. Suddenly, like wind and thunder on the ground, the sound of drums and horns sounded almost at the same time, just like the tidal wave in the East China Sea, one wave was as high as the other, and one wave was as fast as the other. At the same time, Long Tingfei and Xuan Song gave orders almost at the same time, and the two armies In a melee, with blood and flesh flying everywhere, the two most powerful cavalry in the world collided and fought, fighting to the death with the determination not to coexist with each other.

At this time, the sound of the horn went straight into the sky, getting louder and louder, and finally disappeared as if it was broken at the waist. The sound of the drum, which was freed from the heavy pressure, also slowed down a bit, but did not stop. The sound shook people's souls. Everyone fought with all their strength, and countless blood flowers bloomed on the field. As night gradually fell, the two armies began to light torches in the wilderness and continued to fight hard in the middle of the night, with no one retreating.

And the sound of the war drums was as sudden as it came, leaving the bloody battlefield at some point, and the two armies were locked in a tug-of-war like battle.

As the flames were extinguishing, Xuan Song confidently commanded the Yong Army, while Long Tingfei, who had retreated to the central army, looked a little pale. Although the Northern Han Army still had an advantage under his command, it was difficult to find a reliable one for a while. Take advantage of the opportunity. In a dark place where no one noticed, Xiao Shunzi supported Jiang Zhe, who was almost unconscious, and slowly walked towards the temporary tent. On the other side of the Northern Han Dynasty, a man in black, covered with a black cloak, silently looked at the broken horn in his hand. He finally sighed and disappeared into the darkness. His figure seemed to blend into the night. Soon, Just disappeared without a trace.