On the front line of Youzhou, ghosts cry and wolves howl.
Yue Fei frowned and looked in the direction of the enemy's camp. Wasn't it said that the gods were helping out? Why was there such an evil and strange sound coming from the opposite side?
Those shrill cries were like the earth cracking open and a demon appearing in the world, which made people shudder.
Behind him, Xin Qiji sneered again and again.
"The Heavenly Court is like a dynasty. By this time, they have become riddled with many ills."
Evil!"
Yue Fei was noncommittal and said nothing.
"It would be great if someone could investigate the situation on the other side." Zhang Xian said sadly.
Xin Qiji stood up at this time, "I'll go!"
Everyone knows that he has night vision.
Yue Fei thought for a moment and said: "You were recommended by a serious Taoist priest. I can't let you take risks, otherwise you won't be able to explain in the future."
Xin Qiji looked surprised and said: "Why did Commander Yue say this?"
Seeing the angry look on his face, Yue Fei smiled and said, "I made a mistake. Jiaxuan doesn't care."
The more he said this, the angrier Xin Qiji became. He drew his sword, thrust it into the ground and said, "I am willing to issue a military order. If you cannot find the enemy camp, please behead me!"
Yue Fei hesitated for a long time, Zhang Xian said behind him: "Commander Yue, if you don't agree, General Xin..."
Yue Fei finally nodded and said: "The troops in the army are at your disposal."
Xin Qiji turned around to leave when Yue Fei's voice came from behind: "Jia Xuan!"
Xin Qiji turned around and saw that Yue Fei was about to speak but stopped, and finally said: "Be careful."
Xin Qiji nodded and went down from the observation tower to find someone he trusted.
To investigate the enemy camp is not to attack, but it is better not to attack.
Avoiding the enemy's eyes and ears is a different kind of battle. Once discovered, it is a narrow escape.
Xin Qiji knew Yue Fei very well. He didn't use provocation just now, but he really felt that something had happened to him and he couldn't explain it.
This was a shame for Xin Qiji.
He is not a well-connected person, and he is not here to gain military glory.
For many dandy boys, they will feel that having this condition to take advantage of them means that they are of noble birth and something worth bragging about, and many of the soldiers around them will envy them.
But for a proud and arrogant person like Xin Qiji, if you think that he is here to gain military glory, it will be even more uncomfortable than killing him.
After Xin Qiji left, Yue Fei's face remained sad.
"Shuai Yue, are you worried about General Xin?"
Yue Fei shook his head and said: "There is no way to fight without taking risks. Since I sent him there, there is no point in worrying. There is a need to go. If he doesn't go, he will send others."
He is the most suitable candidate.”
"That..."
Yue Fei pointed to the northwest and said: "What I'm worried about is over there. The group of people in the northwest are nominally Song ministers, but in fact they are all local snakes. They only know that they have clans and don't know that there is an emperor. And in northwest Mongolia, Mongolia
People are watching with eager eyes. If Ligustrum can get help from heaven, I'm afraid that heaven will not only help their family."
Zhang Xian sighed after hearing this. The Song Dynasty had limited strength. If it really had to resist the Mongolian attacks from both sides of the Ligustrum, the pressure would still be great.
"Now is the troubled time, and it is also the time for us to work hard and serve on the battlefield!" Yue Fei picked up his energy and said: "Everyone must have the determination to die, and must not take chances and be afraid of war. We are the pioneers in the world, and we are the first to bear the brunt. As long as
If we retreat a little, I'm afraid the human race will no longer be able to muster the courage to fight."
In the darkness, covered by dark clouds, the privet camp was shimmering with blood.
The strange blood color made the atmosphere even more gloomy, and there were also some people roaring and howling, as if the door to hell was being opened.
Xin Qiji only brought three men, all of whom were thin and well-dressed soldiers.
They originally followed Xin Qiji and arrived outside the camp. Xin Qiji asked them each to hold a bag of gunpowder and said, "Xiaojiu, go to the big tree in the north.
Wang Xia, you go to the pile of rubble in the west; Liu Sheng, you are here. If you see red fireworks, just detonate the explosives here, and then escape to the camp."
The three of them were prepared to die, but when they heard that Xin Qiji wanted to go alone, they couldn't help but be a little surprised.
"General, do you plan to go by yourself?"
"Too dangerous!"
Xin Qiji smiled and said: "So what if the Dragon Pond and the Tiger's Den are not the same? How can you stop me? All you have to do is do as I say!"
Liu Sheng still wanted to speak, but Xin Qiji's eyes turned cold and he said: "I have given an order, no more words, anyone who disobeys the order will be killed!"
Soon, he disappeared into the night, and the three of them had no choice but to follow his instructions and go to the designated place.
Xin Qiji was very strict in managing his troops, and his military discipline was so strict that no one dared to test the law. The greatest military discipline under his command was to obey orders.
After arranging his men and preparing an escape route for himself, Xin Qiji walked towards the enemy camp.
Yue Fei looked down on me, Xin Qiji, and asked him to see if I was here for military glory today.
When he touched the outside of the enemy's camp, Xin Qiji frowned, because there was a large formation covering it. The vague spiritual power was like a transparent barrier in the air. Ordinary people could not see it, but with cultivation
People who know the formation, especially those who understand the formation, will be aware of the difference.
When he abandoned his official position and joined the army, the Taoist priest gave him some exercises, formations and some elixirs. At that time, Li Yu had a lot of stock and even gave him an elixir. Xin Qiji felt as if he had met a confidant.
Everyone in the world thought he was a talented man and a scribe, but only a serious Taoist priest could see his extraordinaryness at a glance.
Today's Xin Qiji is no longer what he used to be. He is keenly aware that if he breaks through this formation forcefully, he may be discovered on the spot.
He slowly groped along the perimeter of the enemy camp, trying to find loopholes or weak points in the formation.
In a place near the water, Xin Qiji discovered something was wrong. There was a small door here, and people came out to change the guard from time to time. I don't know what was closed in this place. Those who came in and out were wrapped in thick face towels and covered their faces.
Mouth and nose.
Their steps were weak and they walked very fast but unsteadily. Xin Qiji became suspicious. These privet Tatars were as strong as a millstone. They could lie in the snow for three days and three nights, and ride on horseback for thousands of miles without feeling tired.
What makes them so weak?
A small group of seven people walked to the river and began to wash themselves.
Through his eyes with night vision, Xin Qiji discovered that the river water they washed in turned red.
And when they walked out of the village gate, they passed through the barrier.
Xin Qiji, who was lying on the grass, immediately understood that they must have a token that could cross the barrier.
Xin Qiji was very patient and waited for this small group to leave. He secretly calculated the time and waited until the next small group came. Then, like the people in front of him, he went to the river to clean himself, and then returned to the camp.
In this way, after waiting for three groups of people, Xin Qiji roughly determined their rotation pattern.
Every half an hour, someone changes their guard and comes to the river to clean themselves. The red sewage washed away can still smell the fishy smell even from such a distance.
When the fourth team came, Xin Qiji slowly touched it.
He made a concealment charm and crept closer. The evening wind blew the grass, making a rustling sound.
The privet warrior who was washing in the river was extremely strong. He raised a bucket and watered it down from the beginning.
Suddenly, his ears twitched and he felt a murderous aura.
Before he could turn around, he felt a chill on his neck, and then heard the sound of a sword being drawn.
Almost instantly, the heads of three of the seven people fell to the ground, the hearts of three were pierced, and the last one had a sharp sword pierced from his mouth.
Xin Qiji sank the sword at the bottom of the water and then put it back into its scabbard. The whole movement was done in one go, as fast as lightning.
He groped for a while on the corpse, and sure enough there was a small token, exuding faint spiritual power.
Xin Qiji picked up the token, held it in his hand, and walked towards the camp.
According to his tests, it is estimated that a small team will have a quarter of an hour to clean up, and then return to the camp.
So he had a quarter of an hour to go investigate.
After getting the token, Xin Qiji successfully entered the formation. When he arrived at the camp, he immediately felt a huge and majestic surge of energy.
A low roar came from a huge iron cage, and Xin Qiji slowly approached. With the concealment talisman, he held all his breath and came to the iron cage.
The scene in front of him completely dumbfounded Xin Qiji. He saw a huge monster locked in an iron cage. He was covered in blood. The smell of beasts and monsters was as strong in the air. Around the iron cage, there was a small group of people.
A wooden bucket was placed at his feet to collect the blood. Everyone's brows frowned more and more, and with the sound of gushing, the horrible smell that almost made people want to vomit became stronger and stronger.
The giant beast was lying in the iron cage, with some unknown restrictions placed on it, unable to move at all.
Facing the weak mortals, it was bleeding its own blood, its eyes were filled with unwillingness, and it would growl from time to time.
Xin Qiji kept all this in mind and stopped delaying. He needed to explore the entire enemy camp in less than a quarter of an hour.
This is a very urgent task and there is no room for any delay.
His eyes soon spotted a lookout. On this simple lookout, there was a torch and two guards standing on it.
Xin Qiji bravely went up and stood behind the guard, but did not dare to make any sound and began to observe the camp.
Suddenly, there was a sharp horn sound, and someone was shouting in privet dialect.
The privet warrior below had an angry expression on his face and began to look around. It was obvious that his intrusion had been exposed.
Xin Qiji knew that if he didn't leave now, he might not have a chance, so he took out fireworks from the observation deck and set them off in the sky.
Soon, huge explosions sounded on three sides of the enemy camp at the same time.
There was chaos in the camp again, and they began to pick up weapons, thinking that the Song army had taken the initiative to attack.
Xin Qiji took advantage of the chaos and escaped from the river with the token.
Seeing that he was about to escape, Xin Qiji suddenly stopped. Although he had found some information, the discovery was insignificant.
If we continue to wait here, we might be able to find something during the day.
Moreover, there was chaos in the camp at this time, so it was easier for him to hide.
Xin Qiji turned around decisively and entered the camp again.
After the three people outside fled back, they reported the situation to Yue Fei.
Yue Fei nodded and signaled Zhang Xian to lead his people to respond.
This is the next morning.
Looking at the enemy camp that had calmed down and the empty open space outside the camp, Yue Fei sighed and said nothing.
This general named Xin Qiji was a person he admired very much, but he might never see him again.
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In Bianliang City, inside the Xinxiangguo Temple.
A group of people were sitting in the courtyard, and the one in the middle was Song Jiang, who was praying for Baoyi in time for rain.
They were still drinking and eating meat, punching each other and shouting. It seemed that everyone was living in a state of drunkenness and dreams, and they were a group of happy, carefree people.
They have been imprisoned in the heavenly prison for too long. They all have endless energy that needs to be released, and wine and meat are the best objects to release.
In that dark cell, there was no food, and all the prisoners could only hold on.
Lu Zhishen drank too much and wanted to compete with Lin Chong again, but Lin Chong was not in the mood. Wu Song next to him saw it and said with a smile: "I'm here to learn about my brother's Zen staff."
Lu Zhishen was overjoyed and started fighting with Wu Song.
Over there, Li Kui's blood boiled with excitement, and he glanced at Yan Qing. He gave Yan Qing a chance, and uu Kanshu www.uukanshu.com was about to sweep him down.
"Tieniu, what are you doing!" Yan Qing reacted very quickly. After dodging, he said with a smile: "I think you are looking for a beating again."
The people around him burst into laughter.
Song Jianghe also laughed, but his laughter was a bit exaggerated.
In fact, many attentive brothers have discovered that Brother Song is particularly happy today, his dark face is flushed, and he talks a lot more energetically.
They didn't take it seriously at all. They were all reckless men. How to understand these changes required a lot of emotional fluctuations.
Among the crowd, only Wu Yong saw it most clearly. He couldn't help but ask: "Brother Gongming, why are you so happy today?"
Song Jiang smiled and said, "I can't hide anything from you!"
When Wu Yong heard that something good was going on, he couldn't help but continue to ask: "What on earth is going on?"
Song Jiang lay on his shoulder and whispered: "The fight has begun..."
Wu Yongtong shrank, turned his head slightly, and said: "Is the fight about to begin?"
Song Jiang nodded, "This time it's absolutely true, it's finally going to be lively."
"What do we do?"
The moods of Wu Yong and Song Jiang were completely different. One was cheerful and happy, while the other had worry written all over his face.
Song Jiang smiled and said: "I have been waiting for this opportunity for too long."
His eyes were looking into the distance, which was in the direction of the Zhengjing Gate. His eyes were very scattered, and his expression was hazy, as if he had remembered something from the past and was lost in memories.
Only Song Jiang himself knew that he was looking at the Three Holy Temples.
There are three statues of gods enshrined there, namely Pangu, Jiutian Xuannv and Li Yu.
No one has ever seen Pangu, so Song Jiang is certainly not remembering him, and it is even less likely that Li Yu is.
