Hao Zhao and the other four nodded vigorously.

At the same time, I made a secret decision in my heart that I must work harder and strive to catch up with the captain's pace as soon as possible.

Seeing that the four of them were full of fighting, Xu Shu waved his hand and said:

"The Seventh Team of the Ancient Force, Tianhuo's mission to break the enemy, set off!"

"promise!"

Several people followed Xu Shu's footsteps and headed towards the Yellow Turban Camp and disappeared into the night.

...

Changshe, Yellow Turban Camp.

The weather has been very hot recently, and the Yellow Turban Army is hard to get hot, and the soldiers are feeling dissatisfied with the sun exposure.

In order to prevent the soldiers from mutiny, Bo had no choice but to set up camp in the forest.

In the late night, the lights were still on in the tent of the coach Bocai.

Bo, who was sitting in front of the desk, looked in his thirties, with a pale complexion and a temperament of a Confucian general.

Just looking at his appearance, he really doesn't look like the Yellow Turban bandit.

He frowned and watched the various battle reports in his hands, as well as the news collected by the reconnaissance battalion.

I played against Zhu Jun before, and I really won several games.

However, as Zhu Jun retreated to Changshe and the enemy's reinforcements arrived again, the Yellow Turban soldiers began to fall into a tough battle.

This rhythm makes Bo feel bad.

Especially tonight, for some reason, he always felt restless.

Bo Cai believed in his war intuition, which had made him turn into danger several times in the war.

He called out of the camp decisively:

"Zhang Fuyun!"

Zhang Fuyun was the leader of Bocai's personal guard and had been waiting outside the camp.

At this time, I heard Bo’s call, and walked into the tent and bowed to Bo’s salute:

"The last one will be here!"

Bocai said coldly:

"The Han army has been acting strangely recently, and I'm afraid they have a conspiracy.

The patrols should be stricter today, and the patrol teams should also meet each other's commands.

Tonight's command: Candles are forbidden!"

"Get orders!" Zhang Fuyun quickly went out to arrange the arrangements according to Bo Cai's instructions.

At this time, Xu Shu's seventh team had already changed into Yellow Turban clothes and sneaked into Bo Cai's camp.

The Yellow Turban Army patrol team also has three or five people in groups.

They pretended to be patrols and walked in the Yellow Turban camp with swagger, but they did not seem inconsistent at all.

"Captain, when will we start and where will we set fire?" Guo Huai, who was closest to Xu Shu, asked.

Xu Shu lowered his voice and replied:

“We first find the best place for arson.

Then you will follow the lord's orders to act."

In order to facilitate the waiting orders, Xu Shu carried a walkie-talkie.

Yuan Shu spent 100,000 yuan to exchange for 100 walkie-talkies, making it very convenient for Yuan Jun to communicate with each other.

This kind of walkie-talkie is effective at 40 kilometers, and Xu Shu can receive instructions from outside in the Yellow Turban Camp.

If you want to talk about which is the best place to set fire, it must be the place where food and grass are stored.

Xu Shu and others groped all the way to find the Yellow Turban Army's grain warehouse.

As they were moving forward, they were suddenly blocked by a team of yellow turbans patrolling the night.

There were seven bandits patrolling the night. The leader looked at Xu Shu and said:

"Password."

The members of the Ancient Army under Xu Shu were shocked.

What password?

This time it's broken, maybe the war will start now.

They are not afraid of these bandits, but they may lead other bandit troops to come in once conflict occurs.

It will be difficult to get out of it then.

Several people quietly placed their hands on the hilt of the sword.

If there is a disagreement, they will kill these Yellow Turban thieves with thunder.

Try to minimize making too loud noises to attract too many bandits.

Unexpectedly, when facing cross-examination, Xu Shu was not panicked at all.

Not only did he not panic, he went forward and slapped the Yellow Turban in the face.

He scolded with a vulgar voice:

"Damn, which soldier are you from Qu?

Why are you so ignorant and dare to interrogate me!

I am from the personal guard camp under the command of General Bo Cai. You, General Qu, have to be called brothers when you meet him.

You dare to ask me for a command?"

The little leader of the Yellow Turban was slapped in the face, and he was so aggrieved that he was about to cry.

You are the handsome guard and you are awesome, but you don’t need to hit me!

How can I know so many guards in the Grand Marshal?

Although he was full of grievances, the little leader dared not say much.

After all, it is not a joke to provoke the handsome guard.

He repeatedly politely accused him of sin, and turned around and wanted to take a few brothers away.

Can't I afford to offend you?

Several Yellow Turban Thief turned around and took two steps, Xu Shu shouted:

"return!"

This sound scared the little leader and sweated.

He thought to himself, you slapped and scolded, should you relieve yourself?

I just want to find you to get a password, what else do you want?

The little leader turned around and squeezed out a flattering smile and asked Xu Shu:

"Brother Guard, what else do you have to give?"

Xu Shu said seriously:

"Password!"

The little leader suddenly realized and quickly replied:

“No candles…”

Xu Shu looked at the little leader and looked frightened, and nodded in his heart. This password should be true.

He waved impatiently and said:

"Okay, the password is fine, get out of here!"

Several Yellow Turban Thiefs immediately ran away in shame as if they were granted a general amnesty.

This personal guard is too arrogant and cannot afford to offend him. It is better to stay away from this group of plague gods.

Xu Shu's series of sexy actions made Hao Zhao and others admire him very much.

They were all ready to take action, but they didn't expect to play like this.

After obtaining the correct command, Xu Shu and his gang became even more arrogant.

They were like real Yellow Turban patrols, running around in the Yellow Turban camp, and they figured out the terrain of the entire camp.

During this period, I encountered a few patrol teams of the Yellow Turbans. For some reason, there were surprisingly many patrol personnel today.

With the command, Xu Shu was not afraid of these patrol teams.
To be continued...