At midnight, it was supposed to be the time for the patrol team of the Northland Army Camp to change. However, after a veteran secretly said hello, after the old patrol team returned to camp, the new patrol team failed to appear.
In the entire camp, no one was walking around outside the camp, and it fell into silence.
Fortunately, this atmosphere did not last long, and soon a group of veterans appeared at the camp martial arts field with their personal guards.
The veteran general counted the number of people, and after seeing that everyone was here, he breathed a sigh of relief silently. Then the veteran communicated silently with the others with his eyes and body language, and everyone dispersed, leading his guards towards the target he was targeting.
Touch the target's tent.
As early as the party, these veterans had divided the tasks. Each person had at most one target. They planned to take advantage of the other party's sleep to sneak attack at the same time, and use the fastest time to kill them all, leaving no chance for the other party to bite back.
At three o'clock, the veteran generals who had already agreed to break through the camp of the young military generals simultaneously raised their weapons and headed towards the target.
In terms of martial arts cultivation alone, the average level of the veteran generals is much higher than that of the young generals. Not to mention that the veteran generals were all killed in mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Their killing skills are even more impressive. In comparison, their actual combat capabilities are much stronger.
More than just one piece.
In addition, the veteran generals attacked them while they were sleeping. With one encounter, the young military generals suffered a big loss in an instant, and were either killed or injured.
Only a few people who were truly outstanding in martial arts managed to escape the sudden attack and persevered in the face of the offensive from the veterans.
The young generals who were attacked but luckily survived the attack loudly sent out distress signals: "Here, there are assassins."
It's just that the effect of asking for help was not very good. Except for the cronies they brought with them, who rushed over after hearing the sound, none of the other soldiers were seen.
The entire Northland Army camp seemed as if all the soldiers had disappeared, without any reaction.
Meng Tian, who was sleeping soundly, woke up when he heard the sound. He quickly got up and asked the guard beside him: "What happened outside?"
The guard replied uncertainly: "Please tell me, Lord, there seems to be fighting outside."
Meng Tian had a bad feeling in his heart, so he rushed out of the tent, jumped into the air, and looked around, but saw many sporadic killings in the camp.
When Meng Tian saw this, he immediately activated his energy and shouted loudly: "Who dares to commit murder in the North Army camp?"
What responded to him was the confident voice of a veteran: "Don't panic, Lord Marquis. We are cutting out the treasonous ones. It will be over soon. Lord Marquis, just keep yourself."
Meng Tian turned around and looked towards the source of the sound. The veteran general was chasing the young general who was competing with him in the camp today.
Naturally, Meng Tian would not stand idly by and flew over quickly, shouting loudly: "Stop."
After the veteran heard this, not only did he not stop, but he became more aggressive and even used a knife-for-knife strategy.
You want to cut off my hand? It's okay, you can cut it off as long as I can take the opportunity to chop off your head.
Do you want to cut off my leg? It's okay. Anyway, if I go down with the knife, your heart will be broken.
The young general who did not get along with the veteran general was no lower than him in real martial arts, but because of his lack of combat experience, he was defeated steadily by his desperate fighting style.
As the saying goes, if you defend for a long time, you will lose. In the end, the young general was seized by the veteran leader. At the cost of a cut on his arm, he hit the vital part of his chest with the hilt of the sword. When his vital part was hit again, his true energy stagnated for a moment, and he slashed.
Owl's head.
Meng Tian arrived just in time and watched helplessly as the veteran general chopped off the head of the young general with a single blow.
The head was flying and rolled right at Meng Tian's feet. Meng Tian looked down and saw the young general's empty eyes looking at him with unblinking eyes.
Meng Tian felt furious and shouted to the veteran: "Qi Gou, you disrespected military orders and assassinated your colleagues. I will definitely capture you today to enforce military law."
The veteran general Qi Gou slowly put his long sword back into its scabbard and replied indifferently: "The words of the Marquis are wrong. The last general is killing the rebels for the Marquis and the Northern Army. This move is not only faultless, but also meritorious.
The Marquis should reward the last general."
Meng Tian laughed angrily and said: "You still dare to quibble, could it be that you have the final say in the Northern Army?"
Qi Gou's expression remained unchanged and he said, "If Lord Marquis doesn't believe it, you can ask other people."
At this time, several more people flew in from the sky, and they echoed from afar: "General Qi is right, there are rebels who are causing chaos in the camp. We are just killing the rebels. Why did the Marquis frame Zhongliang?"
Meng Tian turned around and saw that these people were holding bloody heads in their hands, and his heart felt cold. I am afraid that most of the young generals who were discussing in the camp today had suffered accidents.
Meng Tian was trembling with anger: "You have rebelled, you have rebelled. You dare to join forces to commit crimes. I really don't dare to kill you, right?"
Hearing this, Qi Gou said with a mocking smile: "Of course the Marquis dares to kill us, but it's a pity that the Marquis cannot kill us."
Meng Tianhan said in a cold voice: "Why, you still want to kill me?"
The veteran surnamed Qi shook his head and said: "That's not to say, even for the sake of the old Marquis, we will not commit the same crime and kill the Marquis. But after tonight, the entire Northern Army, except for the Marquis' personal guards, will
Besides, I'm afraid the Marquis can't even command a single soldier."
"It's not that the general looks down on the Marquis. Without a large army to form a formation to help, the Marquis alone, even if his martial arts skills are a little higher than mine, I'm afraid he can't kill us."
Meng Tian's pupils narrowed: "Why do you have to do things so absolutely?"
"Hahahahaha" Qi Gou laughed wildly.
It took him a long time to reply: "The Marquis brought all this on himself. He did it first without caring about everyone's feelings. If you want to blame the Marquis, you have to blame yourself. Why do you have to lead the troops south to seek justice?"
"The Marquis really never thought that if he really did this, the entire Northern Army would be regarded as traitors by the Qin Dynasty. The imperial court has never been soft on rebellion. If it is strictly investigated, not a single one of the hundreds of thousands of Northern Army will be killed.
Can’t survive.”
"The Northern Army almost fell into catastrophe because of the Marquis's selfish desires. The Marquis said that what we did was perfect, isn't it not that what the Marquis did was even more perfect?"
Meng Tian was livid and said nothing.
Seeing this, Qi Gou was a little disinterested and said: "The wind is strong at night, so Lord Marquis should go back to the camp to rest. We will naturally send people to deal with these rebellious heads and send them to Chang'an to eliminate the hidden danger of the Northern Army."
Meng Tian saw more and more veterans surrounding him, and without exception, these people were holding a fresh human head in their hands.
After a long time, Meng Tian realized that the situation was over, turned around and left sadly, his rickety figure stretched very long under the sparse moonlight, showing his loneliness.