As the night fell, Zhang Yang lay on the wooden board of the shaft.

The man is dead.

The armor was pulled out, naked, with bruises on his face and chest, and a wound from his neck to his chest was visible to his bones. The blood that spread out stained half of his body, and a layer of blood condensed in the wind at night.

More than ten generals including Zhao Yun, Hua Xiong, Dian Wei stood around. In the middle, Gongsun Zhi looked at the corpse on the wooden board in silence and pursed his lips tightly. A bonfire was burning between the camp, reflecting the faces of every soldier who came to reinforce. The Roman, as an envoy, stood there in a silence, with bad eyes around him, and the shaking tip of the knife was aimed at him, even if he was calm and calm, he was a little panicked.

Occasionally, a figure wrapped in bandages rolled out of the nearby tent, ran towards the wooden board of the chariot, limped one leg, stumbled over, knelt down, gritted teeth and suppressed the sound, opened his mouth silently, and knocked his forehead to the ground.

"Uncle Zhi, I've harmed you"

After all, I couldn't suppress it and let out a low cry, tears flowed out, my forehead hit the ground, and I punched the soil: "...I shouldn't be eager for quick success and instant benefits...I shouldn't be."

He punched the ground again, and his forehead was slapped, bleeding. Hua Xiong stared at the old brother, feeling a little reluctant, and wanted to go up and be pulled by Zhao Yun next to him. His eyes were cold, and he looked at the kowtowing figure on the ground, and his voice was cold: "It's not only Zhang Yang who is greedy for merit and prosper, but also nearly 10,000 brothers, deaths are all light."

Hua Xiong sighed and retreated. Qianzhao came here from Jizhou. He knew what kind of personality he had. At a young age, he would naturally be proud or too proud. If Zhang Yang commanded the troops and horses and walked in battle and using defense to drag them over, everything would be different again.

"...... Take a set of armor and come over with a Han flag."

The back, which had been silent for a long time, said the first sentence of tonight. The back moved and turned around. Gongsun Zhi stared at the crying trick at his feet, and spoke to the generals: "Zhang Zhishu is not a subordinate of Gongsun Zhi, but a strong Han minister. I will sacrifice my life for the country. I will be the court and be a marquis! His family is small and will be supported by my Shanggu County."

As he took a deep breath, a soldier came over with his armor and Han flag and waved his hand, "Put it on General Zhang and cover it with Han flag to be buried. My general of the Han Dynasty should leave with dignity. Tomorrow he will be transported to the clouds for burial, which is the fallen leaves return to their roots."

"One more thing."

A moment later, Gongsun Zhi took out a piece of silk from his arms, stood for a while, and threw it in front of the crying Qianzhao, "Zhang Yang saved you with his life. You can find a way to hand it over to Lu Bu, which is considered a favor that you can never pay back."

It was a blood book stained with mottled blood.

Tongzhao wiped the tears, reached out to grab the letter written with ink and blood, and kept looking at the corpse covered with Han flag... beside him, Gongsun Zhi left with his hands behind his back and walked into the big tent. Dian Wei grabbed the Roman envoy and dragged it in. Regardless of the other party's struggle and shouting, he entered the curtain, threw it on the ground lightly, and sat down on the side with his two halberds.

"What are you going to bring this man in?" Gongsun Zhi looked at the giant man next to him, "How could he get into the big tent here?"

Immediately, he stared at the figure who had gotten up and waved: "Drag it out and kill it."

Stephanie and Gerald were stunned for a moment. When the woman quickly got up and gave in to the Han etiquette, Dian Weigang was scolded, and had a black face, and vented his anger on the Roman envoy, dragging the other party straight out of the tent. A scream came from outside. After a moment, he walked in with his bloody head.

"Lord, the man was killed."

"Tie the body and head on the back of the horse he rode and let the horse carry it back. I would like to give a greeting to the general of the Great Qin army."

"Yes!" Dian Wei turned around and left again with his head in his hand.

Stephanie looked at the left back, bit her lip and looked at the domineering figure opposite her, and said in Chinese: "Gongsun, you can use that messenger to make some fake news... There is no need to kill him."

Ye Feng roared outside the tent, Gongsun Zhiban leaned against the big chair, with a stern look: "Killing me Han people and sending the bodies over is a humiliation of us... so there is nothing to talk about."

"He thought he had defeated thousands of soldiers under my command and thought that the Han Dynasty had no one. If he didn't stay in the West and ran here to play wild, it would be to let him understand how the Easterners fought."

Gongsun Zhi stood up, wore a fox fur and built-in armor, setting off his mighty power, and waved to let the cavalry of the Xiliang Ma family enter the tent, "Where is your horse now?"

"Report to the governor Gongsun!" The cavalry half-kneeled and bowed: "My young lord set up camp more than 20 miles southwest of this to monitor the camps of the Daqin soldiers. I have the shape and layout of the enemy camps drawn in my hand."

As he said that, Li Ke took a piece of cloth from him and handed it on it. Gongsun Zhi took it and unfolded it on the long desk. He looked around for a few times, and then passed it to the generals below, and swept across everyone with a blank expression: "How about the camp of Daqin?"

"Report to the lord, there are only two gates, and trenches and spike fences are dug on all sides, square, with no problem in defense, and the night attack of cavalry can be avoided." Li Ru passed the cloth silk down at the first place on the left, raised his eyes, bowed and smiled: "Once you attack with fire, you can't escape even if you want to."

"Fire Attack?" Gongsun Zhi said, and his fist hit the long desk. "It can be added with the troublesome trick. After a battle, I will inevitably be tired and want to rest. That will make them fulfill their wish. It is now our turn to meet Zhang Yang, a gentleman who was a good man whom the Qin people met."

He had already learned about the general situation from Stephanie in this group of legions from Rome. In terms of personal physique, these people are indeed worthy of it. The large shield and javelin are also good at restraining the cavalry, but they did not know that the war in the East was never a dignified showdown, but more importantly, the use of tactics and strategies.

If more than 10,000 Roman soldiers wanted to kill all the upright fronts, they would obviously pay too much. The loss would only make people heartbroken. Gongsun Zhi knocked on the handrail, and after a moment, he asked the Xiliang cavalry to go back with the agreed message, and then made the decision...

The barracks began to move.

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The camp facing the river in the west, the largest camp in the center was burning with flames. After Fretenses ate the supper he snatched from the Selius camp, his head was a little swollen and unable to sleep peacefully. From time to time, footsteps and the noise of people's joy, and even further outside, there were unknown night birds singing.

During the day, the army of the tenacious and stubborn Selius was finally eliminated, but the reinforcements appeared in all directions later made him feel a little anxious. As the highest member of an army, such anxiety could not be expressed in any way before his subordinates.

He couldn't sleep, and he unbuttoned his blanket and walked out of the camp tent. The trumpeter blew the trumpet of the camp, and figures roasting the bonfire began to return to their respective tents. Fretenses rubbed his forehead and attracted the camp commander: "Intensify night defense, Selius' army has already arrived, beware that they attack the camp."

While speaking, the sound of soldiers from the camp gate sounded in chaos. Fretenses frowned and led the guards and the camp commander to go over. When he approached, he found that the sound of horse hooves was slowly ringing in the dark outside the camp gate. There was still a person sitting on it, walking towards this side.

As soon as he approached, someone threw the torch away from the mail tower. In the dim light, he vaguely saw a headless corpse sitting on the horse's back, and a brown-haired head hung around the horse's neck, which scared the Roman soldiers guarding the gate. Fretenses quickly asked him to come over and bring the corpse and horse in. It was the messenger he had sent before.

"Commander, the Selius people won't be kind?" said the camp commander.

In the distance of the night, the sound of wolf howlings are spreading.

"Let the soldiers on the night be cheered up and be wary of any movement outside." Fretenses did not answer directly, and asked someone to take the body and horse down, and turned back: "... The soldiers need to rest. In any case, everything must be waited until dawn before knowing the answer."

Another wolf howl came, he frowned and stopped, turning to look at the night outside: "When you were stationed here, there seemed to be no wolves appearing."

However, soon, the sound of horse hooves sounded in the night, rumbling from a distance. Fretenses' face darkened, and he quickly let the trumpeter blew the sound of horns to welcome the enemy. The entire camp exploded, and countless figures quickly got out of the tent, dressed in armor and took out weapons, and the huge horse hooves roared across the surroundings, becoming more and more distant...

The Roman soldier who carried weapons and even held shields showed a blank look on his face. On the whistle, the alert archer waved the torch and called out a signal - there was no enemy.

Fretenses frowned and fell into silent thoughts. After a while, the night was quiet only by the sound of the wind and the breath of thousands of people, and even the sound of tiny footsteps, which was so quiet that it was scary.

"Half of them sleep, and half of them hide in the tent in their armor." His head was swollen and painful, and he couldn't figure out what the Selius had, so he had to make arrangements for the time being. Then, he found the remaining four legion commanders and went to his camp to discuss.

"Don't the Orientals want us to sleep?"

"You can wait and see."

"No matter what, the soldiers must have a good rest."

"Send cavalry out search..."

Fretenses shook his head and rejected the proposal: "The Seliusian cavalry is outside, and our cavalry will only be killed when they go out."

While discussing countermeasures, the earth shook again, and the sound of horse hooves outside came suddenly. The five of them hurried out to the tent. A large number of soldiers around them all came out. The cavalry's trembling lasted for a moment, and then gradually faded away. The tall and brave Olus smashed an axe to the ground: "The commander asked me to go out and ambush."

"...No, they are just a group of people who dare not fight head-on, so they scare us." Fretenses seemed to think of something, and the corner of his mouth curled up and smiled: "The camp has wide and deep trenches and sharp fences, and the cavalry can't rush in at all, so they can only harass us. They are really cunning Selius people."

"The order is sent, the previous order remains unchanged. Half of them rest and the other half is alert. Don't panic when you hear the movement. You will rotate again in the middle of the night. The sound of horse hooves will not come out until it is really close."

After the order was passed, many Roman soldiers felt relieved. The person assigned to sleep first came back to their tent happily. Soon, they started snoring. Fretenses also dispersed the generals and returned to the tent, covered the blanket and sat for a while. Not long after, the sound of horse hooves came again and hurried away.

A true expression appeared on his face, and then he closed his armor and lay down, and the camp calmed down.

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The night calms down and becomes deeper.

The sound of horse hooves that went away came back again. Dian Wei, Hua Xiong, Gao Sheng and others were looking at the quiet camp of the Qin people, raised their arms, and the wolf cavalry behind them slowly moved toward the other side, turning the long bow out and pulling it up, flames ignited the oil cloth wrapped in arrows, and the whole black area gathered into the ocean of flames.

When the Roman soldiers on the whistle saw this scene, their scalp numb and they quickly blew the whistle. Outside the camp, Dian Wei pulled his longbow and raised his head toward the sky, "Da Qin dog, stop sleeping, get up and pee-"

In the air, there were trembling sounds of bowstrings.

The whistle circled over the camp. Fretenses suddenly stood up and lifted the blanket and rushed out of the camp tent. He felt that the world was different. He raised his head, and the raging flames in his eyes formed a sea of ​​fire, falling from the sky-
Chapter completed!