The Xuzhou Three Route Army are brave and good at fighting, and the generals who lead them are not incompetent. Just like now, although the sky has not yet fully lighted up, and although the camp has just buried pots to make rice, they are still released

We recruited some scouts to explore the road ahead and to keep alert on the left and right.

Even if this is still on their own territory, they still have a lot of these actions that should be taken.

Luo Piao was quite strict in governing the army.

A person who wants to unify the three barbarians in Xuzhou and establish a country with a heritage like Luo's Ghost Kingdom naturally has real talent.

However, this time they encountered an army that could be regarded as the most powerful in this era.

After Fan Yifei's scout team incorporated some of Xiao Cheng's training, combat, and equipment, this scout team was quite different from the traditional scout team.

So much so that Xiao Cheng gave this team a name: Special Operations Force.

Fan Yifei spent several years working to find that the so-called special operations force members who met Xiao Cheng's standards were only in their early 100s. This time, Fan Yifei brought fifty people.

Seven or eight wild cavalry scouts entered the forest in front of them.

The forest was so big that it blocked the sky and the sun. It was still dark, so it was even harder to see clearly.

Each scout advanced slowly with dozens of steps between them. After dawn, their large force would pass through the forest and set off in the direction of Zhenxiong, and then launch an attack from Zhenxiong to Bijie.

This section of the road is about two hundred miles away, and based on the current advancing speed of more than 10,000 troops, it will take four to five days.

After all, among the more than 10,000 troops, the cavalry only accounts for one-third. The infantry can travel fifty miles a day, which is already a quite remarkable achievement, enough to call themselves the elite in the world.

The woods were too dense, and the scouts could hear each other's voices, but many times they couldn't see each other's figures. More often, they responded to each other with whistles in their mouths.

These whistles are not irregular, and the difference in length represents different meanings.

Du Ziteng lay on the top of a tree, listening carefully to the whistle coming from the forest, silently memorizing his rhythm. As scouts, they also had code words and signals to communicate with each other.

That's almost it. He doesn't need to remember too much. He only needs to remember these few sentences that the other party repeated repeatedly. Obviously, these sentences are to report peace.

He pursed his mouth, put his palms together on his lips, and then imitated the sound of a turtle dove in the forest, but the sound represented that he was ready to take action immediately.

At this moment, not far from him, a barbarian scout was approaching slowly on horseback.

In the distance, the crow of a crow was heard, and Du Ziteng pursed his lips. Their captain chose the crow as his communication tool in a bad way. After hearing this, who would choose Pinghe Ordinary?

The general said that a scout's greatest success is such a common code that people don't even care about it.

These wild knights below are far behind.

Such a distinctive whistle with a special tone that is unforgettable once heard, violates the most basic regulations of these special operations forces.

Through the gap between the treetops, he saw the barbarian rider below. The man looked relaxed, and the knife in his hand was chopping left and right at the branches and vines that stretched out on the way forward, clearing the way for himself.

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The corners of Du Ziteng's mouth curled upward, and with a slight shake of his wrist, an extra rope loop appeared.

Then, the rope loop suddenly dropped, accurately wrapped around the neck of the barbarian rider, and tightened suddenly.

With a tight squeeze and a pull, the man below him was lifted off his horse in a snap.

The sudden attack left the barbarian knight with no room for resistance.

He tried in vain to dig at the noose that was strangling his neck, but he couldn't loosen the hemp rope with a thin steel wire woven into it.

He wanted to blow the whistle in his mouth as a warning, but he couldn't blow out a breath. In an instant, his face turned purple, his lips were in a pliers, and he was pulled straight into the top of the tree. Until then, his blood-congested

His eyes just saw a man in black clothes looking at him coldly on a thick tree fork. He was holding a rope in his hand and was pulling it up indifferently.

The barbarian was hanged and his body was placed on a tree branch.

Du Ziteng untied the rope and hung it around his waist. He looked down and saw that the other party's horse was still gnawing at the buds leisurely under the tree. The buds in spring are fresh and juicy.

Du Ziteng climbed down from the tree like an ape, and then sat on this very good horse. When he heard the whistle coming from his ears, he also started blowing it leisurely.

The seven or eight scouts did not last long before they disappeared silently into the forest.

When the whistle stopped sounding and the forest was filled with the calls of various birds, the calls of wild cats and even the howls of wolves, they were all dead.

The methods of death were all kinds of strange, but the only constant was that they were all attacked suddenly, and were killed without any room for resistance.

When Wang Zhu and Fan Yifei were riding through the woods side by side, they saw those wild riders with strange dead shapes along the way, and couldn't help but turn around and glance at Fan Yifei beside them.

"General Wang doesn't care about the little tricks of the scouts." Fan Yifei chuckled and said: "General Wang's tenacity in attacking difficult situations is the right path for the army."

"Stop being careless!" Wang Zhu said: "After I win this battle and go back, I will send someone to learn from you."

Fan Yifei smiled: "No problem."

Luo Piao's camp was clearly visible in front of the two of them.

In the camp, the smoke from the cooking pots curled up, and the aroma of the food came slowly with the breeze, lingering in the nostrils, and everyone could not help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Wang Zhu and Fan Yifei both breathed a sigh of relief.

The camp is still well established, but there are no precautions on the outside. It seems that except for the scouts they just released, there are no more warning measures.

Unlike the Song army on the Guizhou road, if they set up camp, there would be no shortage of fences, trenches, horses, antlers and even all kinds of traps and ambushes.

"After all, we are still at home, so it is understandable to be a little lax!" Fan Yifei said with a smile. As a hostile party, the enemy's laxity is their own luck. They wish that the enemies they encounter now and in the future will look like this.

"After we go back, we should write these things into a report to alert our other troops. We must not relax even a little bit of vigilance at any time or in any place, otherwise, failure will happen." Wang Zhu slowly pulled out his knife.

, his hand gently stroked the blade, and the bursts of cold air coming from the sharp blade made every hair on his body stand up. At this moment, he tensed up every nerve in his body.

Fan Yifei beside him discovered this keenly.

"I will charge directly towards Luo Piao's army. You will cover my left and right wings." Wang Zhu said softly.

"rest assured!"

Neither of them mentioned their rear, because they had no intention of turning back after seizing the root, and kept fighting forward. Either they captured Luo Piao, or died in the opponent's army, they had no choice.

If they cannot completely defeat the other side, given the huge gap in military strength between the two sides, if the other side gains a firm foothold, it will be the beginning of their demise.

Five hundred cavalrymen of the Sirius Army followed Wang Zhu out of the forest.

First he started at a trot, then gradually accelerated.

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They quickly approached the enemy camp in the early morning mist.

Behind them, within a stone's throw of an arrow, Fan Yifei held his bow in his hand, stirred his horse, and followed closely.

This forest was only a few miles away from the barbarian camp. The sent out scouts died without a trace, but the people in this camp thought that there was no danger here.

You are still in your own home, so why should you be wary?

In the Zhenxiong area, the tribes that were attacked were still left behind and failed to catch up.

So far, Luo Piao didn't even know that a cavalry team of more than a thousand people had brazenly entered his territory and was wreaking havoc unscrupulously.

People like Wu Da Bang and Dong Kui thought hard but never imagined that these people would actually run into an army of tens of thousands of people.

Wang Zhu tightly grasped the handle of his long knife.

Xiao Futai gave himself this knife that he couldn't put down.

The blade is three feet long and the handle is two feet long. It can be held with both hands for chopping, or it can be held with one hand for cutting. I don’t know what materials are added to it. This knife is flexible, sharp and hard.

Perfect integration.

When Wang Zhu said in front of everyone that he hoped Futai could equip all his Heavenly Wolf Army with such long knives, Ambassador Xiao had a strange look on his face, and among the few people who followed Ambassador Xiao, one

Everyone looked ugly, especially Han Zhong, Han Zhong's father, who stared at Wang Zhu as if he wanted to swallow a bite.

It was then that Wang Zhu realized that this knife was probably very difficult to get.

Xiao Futai smiled at that time, but did not refuse. He just said: "It's not impossible to have money in two years."

This knife is very expensive.

Later, Wang Zhu learned that the unit price of his knife was as high as hundreds of dollars. The material used was not much different from the knife in the hands of Xiao Dingxiao, the general manager who now occupied the northwest.

The sword is given to heroes.

Die for the one who knows your best, this is what came to Wang Zhu's mind at that time.

The war horse leaped high, and Wang Zhu raised his sword high.

"Kill!" he roared and rode into the opponent's camp.

"Kill!" The five hundred Sirius troops were like a rolling mass of swords, charging into the Savage Cavalry camp.

When Wang Zhu and more than a thousand people rushed out of the woods, the barbarian troops in the camp had just picked up their rice bowls and were eating their first meal of the day.

While the barbarian troops on the outermost perimeter were panicking, the barbarian troops in the center thought that the thunderous sound of horse hooves outside was their own army galloping and preparing to leave.

There is nothing more desperate than the barbarian soldiers on the outermost edge who are sitting around eating.

They held the bowls, turned around, and saw that the sun was shining down, dispersing the morning mist completely, and the cavalry coming from the east wielding swords and guns, with the golden light on their backs, really looked like heavenly soldiers

It's like heaven is about to descend to earth.

The first camp was broken down easily.

Luo Piao, who was drinking millet and meat porridge, was furious.

It was like when a tiger was stretching its limbs and preparing to show off its majesty, a little mouse jumped up and down in front of him, and even jumped up and bit his soft nose.

The horn sounded, and the Wumeng troops of the Chinese army quickly gathered.

One thousand elite cavalry and one thousand armored infantry are the essence of the Wumeng tribe.

He didn't care about the chaos outside at all, and just calmly lined up the Chinese army.

The sound of the trumpet warned all the rebels who tried to flee towards the Chinese army, and those who came close would die.

In fact, they did do this.

After a thousand elite cavalry were formed, they began to charge towards Wang Zhu's Sirius Army amidst the intensive beating of drums.

The barbarian cavalry that stood in front of them were killed on the spot without mercy.

Luo Piao looked coldly at the rapidly approaching enemy soldiers and horses.

It's the Song Army, it's the Song Army on Guizhou Road.

He was about to go to get them, but they had already opened the door. It seemed that Gao Yingde was right, the Xiao Gou thief really wanted to get at him.

Very good, now I can be regarded as a famous teacher.

Kill these guys first, and then kill them with their heads.

He suddenly frowned.

The Wumeng cavalry had already engaged in battle with the opponent's cavalry, but the opponent's cavalry's performance far exceeded Luo Piao's expectations.

Luo Piao, who had always believed that his own cavalry was the best cavalry in the world, saw that the Song Army's cavalry was led by a general, just like an awl, he stabbed deep into the ranks of his own cavalry.

, forcefully forcing a dent in the cavalry's body.

Wang Zhu held a knife in both hands, slashing left and right.

At this moment, there is no combat skill to speak of.

One effort can bring down ten levels.

The only thing that makes highly capable generals and soldiers better than ordinary people is that when they are hurt, they will do their best to minimize the damage and adjust their output to the maximum. And the benefits of being a general are

Their personal protection is better and their weapons are sharper.

Just like the knife in Wang Zhu's hand, it is extremely sharp, which gives him a stronger offensive power than ordinary people. Whenever it comes into contact with the knife in his hand, the opponent's blade will most likely be cut off.

, more often than not, the weapon is broken and the head is also broken.

Among the 500 Heavenly Wolf Army, some people kept falling off their horses, but the ones who died more were the Xuzhou Barbarians.

The Tianwu Army followed closely behind the Tianlang Army. The soldiers on the outer perimeter resisted the enemy's attack with swords and spears, while the soldiers on the innermost circle stretched their bows and nocked arrows, constantly shooting to the left and right.

The powerful force of the enemy-defeating bow and the specially crafted armor-piercing arrows can easily penetrate leather armor and knock the enemy off their horse.

The Tianwu Army had a faint tendency to flatten the enemy forces on the left and right wings, which also made Wang Zhu's forward charge slightly easier.

Following Wang Zhu's shout, the war horses emerged from the barbarian cavalry formation. More than a hundred steps away, there were the Wumeng infantry who had just assembled. In the infantry formation, Luo Piao's eyelids twitched wildly.
Chapter completed!