Xi Huan looked at Ouyang Jing who had already started to take action, and immediately turned around to direct the action of the Tengjia soldiers.

Not long ago, on this battlefield, his vine-armored soldiers killed Nangong Yu's army that was rescuing the East China Sea. Nangong Yu himself also fled. Now it's Yu Wen Chenghua's turn.

In his own hands, Xi Huan's face began to show a hint of excitement.

At this time, Yuwen Chenghua didn't care about the heavy rain outside and the bursts of thunder. He lay comfortably on the plush chair, took a sip of the fragrant wine, and kept smacking his mouth. The maid beside him was

I gently beat his legs, and my whole body was completely immersed in pleasure.

Yuwen Chenghua never thought that he would be attacked by surprise. How could King Fu's army come to the East China Sea when they were so far away?

Ouyang Jing's five thousand blood-devouring guards actually wandered slowly and grandly to the vicinity of the Zhou army camp. Through the rain, the top of the military tent with the light of fire could already be vaguely seen with the naked eye.

Looking at the unsuspecting Yuwen military camp, Ouyang Jing's mouth showed a faint smile. He reached out on his horse and pulled out a mask, and put it on his face. The five thousand soldiers behind him followed suit.

They all put on masks silently.

The mask was bright red all over, with a ghostly face and fangs, just like the face of a demon, leaving only two small holes for the eye sockets, which made people shudder.

Ouyang Jing held the gun in his right hand, tightened the reins, and the five thousand men began to charge forward slowly. He said lightly: "Under the blood-devouring gun!"

"Rivers of blood!"

Before a chorus of cheers could reach the sky, it was drowned in the roar of thunder.

After the early buffering, five thousand ghostly figures suddenly accelerated, their horses' hooves roared, and they rushed straight towards the Zhou army camp!

The soldiers guarding the gate of the camp had long since disappeared without a trace. They were all hiding in nearby tents to take shelter from the rain. The Da Zhou military camp, where tens of thousands of troops were stationed, was undefended at this moment!

In the tent closest to the camp gate

"Old Wang, come and warm yourself by the fire, damn, you're soaked all over!" A lean man squatted beside a brazier and shouted to the person next to him, rubbing his calloused hands constantly.

A horse-faced man came over cursing: "We, the stepmothers, are the ones at the front, and all the troops from the capital are hiding behind. You bullshit Minister of War! You're not a thing anymore."

After saying that, the horse-faced soldier stood next to the brazier and took off his shirt. He squeezed out a puddle of water with his hands. You can imagine how heavy the rain was. After shaking off the dripping water drops, he stretched out his hand to remove the clothes.

Roasted on the brazier.

It turns out that the army brought by Yuwen Chenghua was divided into the garrison in the capital and the soldiers drawn from the Jiangnan states. Until now, Yuwen Chenghua only trusted the army he brought from the capital, and placed these Jiangnan soldiers in the most dangerous place, where they were the most difficult to fight.

Let them fight all the battles.

"Hush! Silence! You're going to die!" The lean man's hands warming up to the fire shook, and his head kept looking around: "Be careful not to be overheard!"

The horse-faced man also woke up, shrank his head, and said stiffly: "I'm afraid of a ball. If I don't get killed by him, I will die under the head of Donghai City. How many brothers have died in the past two months!"

Although he kept cursing, his voice became much quieter without realizing it.

There were only two of them in the small tent, and the strong wind was blowing the tent curtains constantly swaying and rattling, but they were satisfied to have a place to shelter from the rain.

The two of them were warming themselves by the fire, chatting and talking, pinching their noses and scolding the dog official from time to time.

Suddenly the horse-faced man stopped warming his hands and stood up with a frown.

"What's wrong?" The lean man looked confused.

"Didn't you hear anything?" the horse-faced man asked.

"Thunder, what kind of sound can there be in this damn weather?" the lean man said with a nonchalant smile.

The horse-faced man looked at the ground and seemed to start to tremble slightly. He turned around and walked out of the tent with his clothes on.

"Really, you're the only one who's so suspicious!" The lean man cursed and stood up, but he also turned around to get the spear leaning on the side, and followed the horse-faced man out.

As soon as he opened the tent door, the horse-faced man felt the earth shaking violently. He suddenly raised his head and looked towards the entrance of the camp. He saw a large group of cavalry roaring in the darkness. It was so dark that he didn't know how many people there were.

The horse-faced man was trembling all over, and just as he was about to shout, a bolt of lightning pierced the sky, and the world became bright.

A demon-like face suddenly flashed in front of him, with long pointed fangs sticking out of its mouth, and its face was blood red!

This scene frightened the horse-faced man to death. He forgot to speak a warning and started to run away. Before he could start, a spear suddenly penetrated his chest, and his whole body flew backwards, blood splattering everywhere.

The lean man who followed him out also saw this horrific scene. The horse-faced man's body hit him, and the huge impact brought him to the ground with him. He fell heavily to the ground, and his sternum was all broken.

broken!

Ouyang Jing did not stop after he stabbed the gun, and continued to rush into the camp, followed closely by five thousand blood-devouring guards.

From time to time, other soldiers also heard the noise and ran out of the tent in a panic and looked around.

What they saw was like a demon crawling out of hell, stabbing through with spears and taking away lives one after another.

"Enemy attack!"

A shrill scream sounded at the entrance of the camp, but unfortunately the rumbling thunder kept going so no one heard it.

As all five thousand cavalrymen poured into the camp, some captains finally realized that something was wrong and began to run out one after another. The ghost-faced cavalry in front of them shocked them and they kept roaring.

Iron hooks were thrown from the hands of the Blood Devouring Guards and hooked on the roofs of the tents. The horses rushed forward and overturned the tents in an instant, revealing a bunch of ordinary soldiers who had no idea what was going on.

"This, what is this?"

A soldier looked at the blood-devouring guards galloping in front of him in horror. Unfortunately, before anyone could answer, a war horse crashed into him, killing him instantly and leaving him bloody and bloody.

"kill!"

Ouyang Jing roared angrily, and the five thousand cavalrymen instantly dispersed into small groups, wandering around the camp, killing everyone they met, and soon there were screams everywhere.

Most of these Jiangnan soldiers stationed in the front camp had never fought before. The siege battles in the past few days had already made them extremely tired. They had never seen such a scene. They were so panicked that they forgot to resist.

, running around.

"Don't run! Form a formation! Anyone who disobeys the order will be killed!"

One of the captains yelled angrily. Seeing that the situation was uncontrollable, he gritted his teeth and drew his sword and hacked to death an escaping soldier, but it was of no use at all. The soldier ran faster.
Chapter completed!