Five days later, nearly 4,000 nominal troops stationed in a hidden valley broke out and headed for the predetermined assembly point.

The rebel army led by Xin Ji consisted of about two thousand cavalry and two thousand infantry. Although their costumes looked various and a bit messy, everyone's steps were steady and ruthless.

At the same time that the four thousand rebels set off, an army of six thousand red-headed soldiers at Yuling Pass marched out of the city. In Anshun City, which was nearly a hundred miles away, ten thousand Jin cavalry rushed out of the gate with a fierce momentum.

The destinations of the three parties are almost the same.

The next day at sunrise

On a hillside, figures stood tall, and thousands of soldiers formed a dense formation.

Xin Ji, Zuoqiu, Bian Luan, Ma San and other officers rode their horses and stood in front of the army, looking into the distance as if waiting for something.

After a while, a large number of figures appeared from the horizon.

When Yue Zhanpeng's figure appeared in front of everyone, Xin Ji had a smile on his lips, and someone in the crowd had a glint in his eyes.

The number of Yue Zhanpeng's rebels was roughly the same as that of Xin Ji, more than 4,000, with slightly more cavalry.

"You're here, how are the arrangements?" Xin Ji smiled slightly.

"Don't worry, everything is under control." Yue Zhanpeng patted his chest. The long-handled Mo Dao in his waist had been replaced by a short knife, and he was holding a long spear in his hand.

Yue Zhanpeng's eyes seemed to glance at the officers standing next to Xin Ji with some deep meaning, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"That's good, let's go." Xin Ji laughed, waved his palms lightly, and the two groups of men and horses joined forces and walked towards the distance.

The army gradually marched to a plain, stretching as far as the eye could see, with some dense forest on the hillside in the distance to the left and right.

The leader Xin Ji tightened the reins, and the cavalry and infantry all stopped.

Yue Zhanpeng turned around and shouted: "Scouts come forward to investigate the military situation!"

"promise!"

There was a burst of cheers, and then nearly a hundred cavalry swept out from the military formation and dispersed around.

Ma San in the crowd frowned, walked to Xin Ji's side and said, "General, did you go the wrong way? According to the established plan, this is not the place where we ambush the grain transport team?"

Bian Luan also nodded: "It's twenty or thirty miles off, right? This place is too flat and cannot be used as an ambush place at all?"

Zuoqiu, who was always cautious by nature, said nothing at this moment, but silently tightened the spear in his hand.

"Haha, don't worry." Xin Ji waved his hand and said interestingly: "We'll wait for news from the scouts first."

Before Ma San and Bian Luan could speak, Yue Zhanpeng smiled and said, "Just wait patiently, there will be news soon."

Seeing the mysterious looks of the two leaders, Bian Luan rubbed his head in confusion and didn't ask any more questions. Ma San's eyes were somewhat uncertain.

After a while, toward noon, a team of scouts finally returned.

"General!" the leader of the scout said in a deep voice: "Twenty miles away, there is a group of Jin cavalry, numbering nearly ten thousand! They are heading here!"

Bian Luan's face changed greatly: "How is that possible! This time we acted secretly, how come the Jin people found out the news again!"

Although Bian Luan was a bit rude, he was not a fool. The originally agreed grain transport team turned into a cavalry with over ten thousand people, and it was obvious that he was coming for them.

Bian Luan glanced around with cold eyes. It must have been another traitor who had leaked the news. If Xin Ji hadn't spoken up, he would have cursed again.

Ma San in the crowd unconsciously tightened his grip on the reins, with an indescribable meaning on his face.

Xin Ji and Yue Zhanpeng looked at each other, and Xin Ji suddenly looked at Ma San: "Why do you think the Jin people knew the news?"

Ma Sanyi was stunned: "I don't know."

"I don't know?" Xin Ji raised his eyebrows strangely: "A few days ago, your soldiers rode out of the military camp alone and bypassed all the patrolling soldiers. Where did they go?"

Ma San's heart trembled inexplicably, and a sense of fear quickly appeared on his face. Before he could speak, Zuo Qiu suddenly ran wild and stabbed Ma San's waist and abdomen with the end of the spear in his hand.

"ah!"

Ma San wailed and rolled off his horse. Before he could get up, three or four spears were pressed against his head.

"Do it!" Zuoqiu shouted angrily.

There was a commotion among the soldiers under Xinji's command. More than ten cavalrymen were kicked off their horses by the people around them and fell to the ground. Then they were tied up one by one.

Bian Luan stared at all this with his mouth open, not realizing what was happening.

If you look closely, it seems that the soldiers who were tied up are all Ma San's personal soldiers, and all of them have frightened expressions on their faces.

He suddenly thought of something, and Bian Luan's expression changed from blank to angry, and he stretched out his hand tremblingly: "Ma San! So you are the traitor!"

The surrounding officers understood instantly, and they all stared angrily. Some even jumped off their horses and kicked them several times without mercy.

Xin Ji looked coldly at Ma San, who was blushing: "Do you deny it?"

Ma San struggled to stand up, but was held down by several Xinji soldiers, half kneeling on the ground.

Ma San gritted his teeth: "When did you know?"

Seeing Ma San admit it, Bian Luan slapped him in the face: "Son of a bitch!"

"I was not sure before, but I changed the camp twice on purpose. I gave you the defense tasks around the camp just to lure you out." Xin Ji said calmly: "You thought you did it perfectly.

, Haha, in fact it is full of loopholes."

"So that's it." Ma San smiled bitterly and shook his head, then frowned and said, "Then you also told me the information about the grain robbery team on purpose?"

Ma San, who knew he was going to die, no longer wanted to beg for mercy, he just wanted to die knowingly.

Xin Ji neither denied nor admitted: "We have been leading troops together for seven years, right? You and the Jin people also have a blood feud. Your eldest and second brothers both died on the battlefield. Why did you collaborate with the enemy?"

"Haha." Ma San laughed miserably: "There is no hope of persisting. The rebel army has difficulty in supplying food, grass and weapons. They have to sleep in the open air every day. With thousands of us, do we still want to drive the Jin people out of Liaodong?"

"I would rather die than be a traitor!" Zuoqiu, who knocked off the horse three times with his own hands, cursed angrily.

As Xin Ji's most trusted officer, Zuoqiu also just learned the news a few days ago.

Although he didn't want to believe that Ma San was a traitor, he knew that Xin Ji wouldn't say anything if he wasn't sure.

So Zuoqiu and Xinji discussed and directed today's play.

"There is no hope?" Xin Ji's eyes turned cold: "If everyone collaborates with the enemy and treason like you, how can there be hope in Liaodong!"

"We have been resisting in Liaodong for so many years, how many brothers have died?" Ma San sat half-sitting on the ground in despair: "Did the Zhou Dynasty have any control over us? Since no one cares about us, why should we fight with the Jin people anymore?

Brothers, are you bleeding in vain? Wouldn’t it be better if we surrendered the Jinren and exchanged them for a lifetime of glory and wealth? We can’t save Liaodong with our help.”

Ma San became more and more excited as he spoke, and his voice became louder and louder.
Chapter completed!