Pei Shi woke up from his dream.

In the camp, people were shouting and horses were screaming, and panicked soldiers were everywhere.

His head was buzzing and he was confused. How dare the officers and soldiers come to rob the camp?

"How could it be so? How could it be so!"

Logically speaking, the officers and soldiers have been on a losing streak these past few days.

Although there are occasional small groups of troops who counterattack, the results are average. They are about to enter the Beixun Mountains. Shouldn't they consider how to escape their pursuit at this time?

Cao Su's robbery captured everyone's hearts.

When everyone thought that the officers and soldiers would never cause trouble again, they did.

Moreover, as these hundreds of horsemen rushed into the camp, the entire camp became panicked. Fires ignited the tents, and when the wind blew outside the tents, there were flames everywhere.

"kill!"

In the darkness, I didn't know how many enemies there were.

Pei Shi was furious and rushed out of the camp. Several soldiers came over: "Commander Pei, the enemy has robbed the camp!"

Pei Shi glared at the soldier, he was not blind.

Later, several generals also came and asked Pei Shi what should be done.

Pei Shi immediately ordered: "Everyone returns to the camp, and the men and horses in each camp are ordered not to run around or trample."

"If you see enemy troops, fight them on the spot and don't retreat!"

As soon as the military order was issued, the generals scattered back to the camp to control the troops.

But it is one thing to issue military orders, and another thing to be able to control them.

At present, each battalion is on fire. In the darkness, the soldiers are panicking and trampling on each other. Even the direct leader is difficult to form effective restraint. It also depends on the quality of the soldiers themselves.

The Wanping Army was not considered a new army, but its individual quality was far inferior to that of the officers and soldiers.

With such intrusion and chaos, it was natural that all parts of the camp were noisy.

At this time, Cao Su led a hundred cavalry, rushing left and right, galloping across the camp.

He killed anyone he met on the road. He came from the north and rushed out all the way to the south.

I don’t know how many strength and blood warriors in this camp were killed by Cao Su. The people behind him felt very happy as they followed.

There are several warriors who are at the peak of their Qi and blood. In such a fierce environment, when stimulated, they feel as if they want to break through, and their bodies are filled with white energy.

Cao Su led his army out of the south gate camp, made a large circle, and returned to the north.

There was only one man and one horse, and Fan Long had already mobilized a large army at this time.

When all the soldiers saw Cao Su's hundreds of cavalry, they destroyed the enemy's camp. When they returned from victory, they did not lose any one of their cavalry. The rebel camp was as if it were made of paper. Cao Su was allowed to gallop back and forth without any help.

People can stop them, so their morale increases greatly.

Cao Su rode up to Fan Long.

Fan Long praised: "Cao Fen was so powerful and brave that he robbed the camp with hundreds of cavalry and the thieves were fearful. He deserves to be called the 'fierce general of the world'."

Cao Su was stained with blood. His clothes, saddle, and moon sword were all covered in blood. He didn't know how many people he had killed in the darkness.

However, he was full of energy, majestic and burly, and his momentum remained undiminished.

After hearing Fan Long's praise, he raised his hands and said loudly: "Sir, the bandit army is in chaos. It's better to take advantage of the situation and attack. We will definitely defeat them."

Fan Long saw clearly that the bandit army was in chaos.

The reason why we were holding back at this time was because we wanted to wait for Cao Su and others to come back victorious and then increase their own strong morale.

Sure enough, the morale of the officers and soldiers rose sharply at this time.

The opponent couldn't even defeat Cao Fenwei's hundred cavalry, so how could he possibly defeat them with more than 10,000 men now?

Morale is confidence. The soldiers are full of confidence and it is a good time to go out to the army.

Fan Long drew his sword and pointed forward, and a thick horn sound sounded behind him.

"Gentlemen, the enemy troops are in chaos, kill them!"

Then, more than 10,000 officers and soldiers came out in full force and pounced directly on the opponent's camp in the dark.

.........

After the Wanping Army calmed down for a while, they discovered that the enemy was coming again.

And the movement was even bigger this time. They followed the gate that Cao Su broke open and rushed directly into the stronghold.

The more people there are, the more lethal it will be.

In an instant, the entire Wanping Army camp was plunged into fighting and a sea of ​​fire.

Pei Shi and Wu Dun gathered together and felt that the camp was in constant chaos.

"Two commanders, the enemy has arrived. It's better to exit the camp quickly and make a decision."

The soldiers below came to complain to the two commanders.

Pei Shi, who looked livid, was unwilling to give up. He asked the monks under his command to once again explore the enemy's movements.

The two ascetics from the Wanping Sect beside him raised the soul-calling flags in their hands upon hearing this, and soon found out where a large number of souls were flying.

"In the north, more than 10,000 people rushed into the camp. There were too many people. In the melee, our army's camps were destroyed one after another."

Through soul exploration, the monk finally knew the number of the enemy's army.

There were actually ten thousand people, and now Pei Shi knew that he had fallen into a trap.

The opponent's defeat in the past few days was nothing more than a deliberate "tactic to lure the enemy."

The so-called decreasing number of pots and stoves should be a way to confuse the enemy. In fact, the number of enemy troops has not decreased at all, and there are always more than 10,000 troops.

"coming!"

Several monks' eyes flashed.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud explosion, and Fan Long led his army to the border of the Chinese army.

In the midst of the fire, Fan Long's army charged directly towards Pei Shi and Wu Dun's central army.

Wu Dun was so frightened that he immediately took a few steps back.

He is only at the fifth level, while Fan Long is at the third level. The gap between the two is too big. If they get too close, they might be targeted by Fan Long.

Among the Wanping army, only Pei Shi could fight against Fan Long.

"Walk!"

Pei Shi made a quick decision and was forced to retreat first.

He looked behind him. Fan Long was slashing his swords one after another. No one could stop him. Wherever he went, it was like chopping waves.

The morale of the Wanping Army was low. As the Chinese army retreated, some deserters gradually began to appear.

More and more deserters fled, like a snowball, running away like crazy, forming a chain reaction.

The officers and soldiers continued to advance, and finally drove all the Wanping troops out of the camp.

Fan Long did not give up either. After leaving the camp, he lit a torch and continued to chase Wan Ping's army.

Wan Ping's troops fled frantically, and the officers and soldiers pursued them frantically.

It's completely the opposite of what happened a few days ago.

Cao Su had already returned to his camp, and his three thousand soldiers and horses pursued him the most fiercely. Luo Yi, Li Li, Zhang Ke and other lieutenants under his command each had some gains.

The army chased them all night, until there seemed to be no large-scale enemy gathering in the wilderness, and then they retreated.

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Cao Su led the army back, picking up corpses, flags, ordnance, and armor along the way...

...........

Pei Shi and Wu Dun fled for dozens of miles all night.

When I turned around, I found that the enemy had finally stopped pursuing me.

The two of them felt bitter in their hearts, only blaming themselves for why they fell into the trap.

The two gathered the soldiers, and finally found that only two to three thousand people had been recovered, and the remaining soldiers had gone to who knows where. (In the following days, the remaining soldiers were gathered one after another, and the total number was less than 10,000)

The 50,000-strong army was killed and routed overnight and turned into ashes.

"Shuai Pei, what should we do?"

Wu Dun ran all night and felt like he had almost lost weight.

There was a shadow in his heart. He did not gain any advantage in the battle with Fan Long's army.

"What should we do? We can only go back to Lushan first."

Pei Shi is no longer as high-spirited as before he came. Officers and soldiers are different.
To be continued...