There are two city gates in Tunliu City, one east and one west. This time the west gate of Tunliu City is opened.

Three hundred Zhao State knights rode their horses slowly emerged from the west gate of Tunliu City. The knights on the horses were all holding bows and arrows, and were equipped with weapons on their waists.

Of course, the commander of this Zhao army was Zhao Kuo.

Although Zhao Kuo brought a total of 500 cavalrymen to Tunliu City, after the two days of battle, there were still 500 horses, but there were only 300 cavalrymen who could fight on horseback.

So at this moment, there are actually two hundred war horses left in the city.

There is no way to do that. After all, a qualified cavalry has to undergo a long training, and it doesn’t mean that you just need to find someone to ride a horse.

In fact, a person who has never trained can't even ride a horse for a hundred meters.

However, this is not a big problem for Zhao Kuo.

After all, Zhao Kuo’s mission tonight is not to kill and injure the enemy, but just to harass the Qin army, so the gap between 300 and 500 people is actually not too big.

After a while, all three hundred cavalrymen had completely left the city.

After confirming that all the cavalry had left the city, Zhao Kuo looked up at the night sky above his head.

Although darkness covers the earth, the sky above the head is still full of stars and shining brightly.

Zhao Kuo narrowed his eyes and recalled the contents of his father's notes while constantly searching for them with his eyes.

After a long time, Zhao Kuo found what he was looking for in the night sky.

What is he looking for?

He is looking for the stars.

Himeichi and Himeichi.

These two stars combined are one of the twenty-eight constellations - the Bishuikao (read rain).

"The wall water bore, the tail of the seven Xuanwu constellations, and it is seen in the south middle sky in late autumn and early winter. When you see it, the wind will rise. The wind will rise in the direction of the wall water bore, and when you hide it, the wind will stop."

This is the original sentence in Zhao She’s notes.

In astronomy, this does not seem to be the scope that a general like Zhao She should pay attention to. How did Zhao She know about this?

Zhao Kuo did not know the answer to this question, and Zhao Kuo was not interested in the answer to this question.

Zhao Kuo was interested in only one thing, that is, whether the words said in his father's notes were correct.

Zhao Kuo narrowed his eyes and looked back and forth at the location of himself and the water chestnut. It took a while before he made a judgment.

"Northeast." Zhao Kuo underestimated softly, adjusted his face slightly, and headed towards the Northeast, as if he was waiting for something.

A cool breeze of autumn night came towards him, slapped Zhao Kuo's cheek with chills, and drilled into his body along the gap in his collar, making him shivering with a chill.

A smile appeared on Zhao Kuo's face.

He gently pulled his horse back in the darkness and said, "Two and three sons, come with me!"

After the words were finished, Zhao Kuo rode his horse towards the south.

There, a Qin army camp stationed with tens of thousands of people was emitting light in the darkness, guiding Zhao Kuo in the direction.

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Wang Jian was very uneasy.

It was already two minutes later, but the unexpected raid of the Zhao army did not arrive, which made Wang Jian, who had been waiting for a long time, feel a little restless.

"Is my guess wrong? The general of the Zhao army is really as expected by the lieutenant, and he is only brave enough to trap the city?"

The more Wang Jian thought about it, the more annoyed he became, so he simply stood up from the couch and paced back and forth in his tent.

He began to wonder about his speculation.

If Zhao Jun did not come, wouldn’t it be wasting half of his night of effort?

Wang Jian waited for a while, but there was still no movement.

Wang Jian's patience was finally exhausted. He called his own soldiers and prepared to let them go and order the soldiers to slept with their officers and order the soldiers to take off their armor and sleep.

But just as the personal soldiers walked out of Wang Jian's tent, a cry of surprise rang out of the darkness.

"Enemy attack!!"

The next moment, the harsh sound of copper corks resounded throughout the Qin army's camp.

Wang Jian was excited and came!

He picked up his weapon and rushed out of his tent quickly.

Just as he rushed out of the tent, Wang Jian's eyes shone in front of him, making him unable to help but stop.

Countless Mars formed a red cloud of fire falling from the sky, falling densely in front of Wang Jian less than a hundred meters, with a puff sound.

Wang Jian was stunned for several seconds before he reacted.

Fire attack.

This is fire attack!

The ones I just saw were not Mars Fire Clouds at all, but rockets shot by Zhao Jun!

These rockets are soaked with extremely flammable grease, and as long as they fall on the surface of anything that can burn, they can quickly make these things burn.

In just a few seconds, several tents that had just been shot and fired in front of Wang Jian.

Wang Jian secretly complained that something was wrong and was about to find a way to put out the fire, but at this moment his face suddenly moved slightly and he looked up at the sky in the north.

A cloud of fire composed of hundreds of rockets has taken off the air from outside the camp and is falling rapidly towards the direction where Wang Jian is!

Wang Jian shouted, and rolled around with a lazy donkey, and flashed directly into a tent a few feet away next to him.

"Puff puff puff!" A dense sound of arrows falling to the ground sounded in Wang Jian's ears one after another. Two or three rockets directly penetrated the curtain of the tent. The nearest one was only one foot away from Wang Jian!

Several balls of flames expanded rapidly in front of Wang Jian, and soon the tent where Wang Jian was also burning.

"Damn it!" Wang Jian cursed fiercely, got up and rushed out of the tent.

As soon as he rushed out of the tent, a burning breath came towards him.

In just less than half a minute, a raging fire began to appear in front of Wang Jian.

Wang Jian gasped and looked at the direction of the fire in front of him: "This is - the stable!"

That's right, the arrows shot by Zhao's army outside the camp fell into the stables, igniting the hay.

A gust of night wind blew across Wang Jian's body with a bit of coldness, and then blew into the stable.

The flame, which was already more than one person in the stable, suddenly fluctuated, and the fire suddenly surged instantly, and the more scorching breath hit Wang Jian's face, making Wang Jian even feel breathing difficult for a moment, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

At this moment, a call sounded in Wang Jian's ears: "Two and five hundred masters!"

Wang Jian turned around and found that it was Wang Jian's subordinates who had rushed out of the tent and came to his side.

Faced with the rapidly expanding fire, almost every Wang Jian's subordinate had a look of panic on his face.

"What should I do if the two or five hundred masters?"

Almost everyone's eyes were focused on Wang Jian.

Wang Jian gritted his teeth and said, "Follow me!"
Chapter completed!