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Chapter 173 Night Attack on the Enemy Camp(2/2)

"You..." Li Kuang suddenly realized.

"I want to pretend to be General Feihong." said the young man.

...

The night gradually became deeper and it started drizzling tonight.

The sound of insects came from the field, and the utu soldiers were resting in the camp.

The "grass man borrowed arrows" built by Li Kuang in Runcheng a few days ago made them wasted 100,000 feather arrows. They have been cleaning up these days. The 100,000 feather arrows are not a small number, and the original plan is to change. Huyat was furious and killed several archers.

Li Kuang's "branded arrows" continues. Every night, a straw man will hang down from the top of the city. At the beginning, the Utu soldiers still shot out the arrow formation with vigilance. Later, they were no longer deceived. They even felt that Li Kuang's move was mocking and insulting them. Huyat said angrily: "On the day when the city is broken, I will bury all the Rundu soldiers alive. I will tear that bastard Li Kuang in front of the whole city of Rundu!"

After all, being fooled is really a shameful thing. He was laughing at Maka before, but he didn't expect it would be his turn so soon.

"General, what if Li Kuang put those straw men tonight?" the subordinate asked.

"What should I do?" Huyat asked with a sinister face: "Do you want me to be a fool again? Idiot!"

My subordinates dared not respond.

On the city tower, He Yan, dressed in black, was tied up ropes to his body. Behind him were the five hundred elite soldiers selected by Li Kuang for her among the Rundu soldiers, each of which was outstanding.

Xiaomai and Hongshan were not originally from the Liangzhou Guard Forward Camp, and their skills were also mediocre. Looking at the brothers who were preparing, Xiaomai said worriedly: "Brother Ah He, do those ukuleles really not shoot arrows here? If they shoot arrows here, wouldn't it be too late for everyone to turn back?"

He Yan stood on tiptoe and touched his head. Although the wheat had grown taller than her, he was often more like a child, which always made He Yan think of He Yunsheng. She said patiently: "All things in the world were born from existence, and existence was born from non-existence. On the first day, we used a straw man to borrow arrows to create such an illusion, and deliberately let the Utuans see through it. They thought they knew our plan and relaxed their vigilance. After that, they turned inaction, falsehood into reality, and falsehood into reality. When our people really attacked them at night, Huyat must think it was fake and did not be prepared. We took this opportunity to prevent them."

"But how can you be sure?" Xiaomai refused to give in.

He Yan said: "Nothing in the world can be confirmed. I can only guess Huyat's thoughts to the greatest extent."

This is a battle of attacking the heart and a big gamble.

He Yan turned his head and looked at the people behind him. These carefully selected Rundu soldiers looked thin and haggard due to the long-term consumption of Utu people, but their eyes were ignited with fire. They were beaten to the front of their homes, and now they finally had the opportunity to fight back. Even if the price was life, the men of the Great Wei Dynasty were willing to do so.

"When we go down, maybe the UTUs can't shoot arrows, but maybe they can shoot arrows. The brothers who are caught in the arrow must not make a sound or move." He Yan paused and continued: "Only when we treat ourselves as 'grass men', the UTUs will believe that we are really 'grass men'."

Li Kuang's face was solemn, and he naturally knew what He Yan meant. There would be sacrifices when there was war, especially the five hundred elite soldiers tonight. If they made sounds or moved after being shot, they would be likely to be discovered by the UT, and then all their previous efforts would be wasted.

But it is too difficult to endure the pain of being shot in the arrow.

"Maybe if this arrow goes down, we will be injured and may die." He Yan looked at everyone, his voice calmly, "But we all have to remember what our purpose is. Even if we die, we will die to defend Rundu. The Utuan's feather arrow has no specific object, and may stab everyone, including me. I need you to understand the possible results. If someone can't accept it now, you can stand up and leave. Otherwise, because one person makes the entire night attack fail, I will never give up!"

The young man's eyebrows and eyes were cold and his eyes were cold. When he saw his temper and easy-to-talk, no one dared to refute him when he really wanted to become indifferent. No one stood up.

Li Kuang was surprised to find that before he knew it, he actually handed over the command of Rundu to the young man. He was obviously young, and he didn't even know about this Wu'anlang named He Yan before.

But he had the ability to convince people, just like General Feihong, who was still the deputy general that year.

“Are you ready?”

"alright!"

"Very good." He Yan curled his lips and covered the mask in his hand on his face.

The mask covered the boy's face, so the little bit of youthful childishness disappeared, only a pair of beautiful eyes were revealed, as sharp as a knife, concealing all the sharpness.

She walked to Li Kuang and snatched the sword from Li Kuang without waiting for Li Kuang to come back to his senses.

"Mr. Li, lend me your sword."

"Hey..." Li Kuang was slightly annoyed. This man did it too naturally.

Li Kuang's sword is a good sword. Although it is not as sharp as Qinglang, it is also sharper and lighter than ordinary swords. He Yan weighed the sword in his hand, and for a moment, it seemed like he had returned to the battlefield in the past. She was still the general who carried the Fuyue Army to charge into the battle, and her blood was still cold.
Chapter completed!
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