The battle flag was covered with military flags, fluttering in the wind, and was illuminated by the bright and gorgeous but not scorching light of the setting sun.

The towering and wide city walls sprinkled a shadow, but such a huge shadow could not completely cover the continuous military tents on the open space outside the city.

This military tent was obviously divided into two pieces, one of which was slightly larger.

Uknan sat in the central army tent on his side, looking at the decorations in the tent with satisfaction, "Murong Cheng was indeed cruel this time. It seems that his heir was deposed, and it was a big blow to him."

The staff smiled and agreed, "Yes, so many military accounts and furnishings are not a small amount. It also shows his importance and need for the general."

"Don't underestimate him because of this. There are great questions in it." Uknan said in a deep voice.

"Oh? Please answer the questions." A qualified staff member must be a qualified chat partner.

"Before we come, how many soldiers are we claiming to be?"

"Twenty thousand." The aide replied subconsciously, and then suddenly realized, "Murong Cheng even guessed this? Is it so accurate?"

Uknan smiled, "How can someone who can be in charge of a state with a character named A beau is mediocre."

He looked at the sky outside the military tent and stood up, "Okay, go and order a hundred people, it's time for us to set off."

Riding on a tall horse, Uknan led the guards and walked towards the city, where a larger and more luxurious military tent had been set up.

Just outside the military tent at the junction of the three sides, Uknan and Bayan arrived at the same time, and the guards behind them were also one hundred people.

The two looked at each other, turned over and dismounted, slightly tidied up their armor, and walked towards the figure standing outside the tent.

"Mr. Murong."

"Mr. Murong."

The two of them greeted each other in unison, and Murong Cheng laughed, "Say hello to the two princes. Say hello to the two generals."

"The two generals were busy traveling together to plan major events. Murong Cheng was grateful and prepared a little wine to welcome the two generals. Please!"

Uknan and Bayan winked at their guard almost at the same time and walked in with Murong Cheng.

After the two of them entered, the two teams of guards quickly surrounded the tent, one on the left and one on the right, showing vigilance.

After a full hour of drinking, the three of them looked red with their faces flushed, their eyes blurred and said goodbye warmly.

As soon as he returned to the camp, Uknan's eyes quickly returned to the clarity.

The staff came to report that Murong Cheng also ordered people to bring wine to his soldiers, and there were many precious spirits unique to the Southern Dynasty. At this moment, the soldiers were drinking happily.

Uknan slapped the table and said in a deep voice: "I ordered people to put away all the remaining drinks and increase the alert tonight!"

A jar of wine could only be moved out of the tent and piled outside the tent in the eyes of everyone.

At the strong suggestion of everyone, the military discipline officer had to take a pen to record the number of each account and then talk about it after the war was over.

When Uknan inspected the tents, he saw that there were not many drunk soldiers, so he felt relieved.

The same thing happened in the military camp under Bayan's tent. It seems that these two generals who can be sent by their respective lords to lead troops are still cautious enough.

That night, Bayan and Uknan both slept in armor.

At noon the next day, when Murong Cheng came to the military tent where he drank last night and saw the two of them, he suppressed his smile and said, "Then let's talk about something that can make the two generals feel at ease today?"

Murong Cheng spread out a map of Youyunzhou, which was naturally not the most exquisite one in his mansion, but a rough picture of Zhanqi City.

He pointed to a dot on the map that was obviously larger than the surrounding area, and said in a deep voice: "This is our current location, Zhanqi City."

The wooden stick drew a straight line on the map and paused on another city, "This is Lincang City!"

"It will take two days for us to march from Zhanqi City to Lincang City."

After listening to Murong Cheng's introduction to the basic situation, Bayan was impatient, "Mr. Murong, just tell me, how to fight this battle!"

Murong Cheng looked at Uknan, and nodded when he saw him, and then smiled and said, "I have already said the general strategy in the letter. Simply put, if King Jing goes out of the city to fight, my troops will attack from the front, and the two generals' troops will lurk on the flanks and encircle them in a circle. If King Jing cannot defend himself, the three parties will work together to attack the city from three sides. It must be decided in one battle and wipe out the main force of King Jing under Lincang City. At that time, the little force on the border of Manniucheng, the crescent city is not worth our care."

Murong Cheng raised a finger, "But, I have to emphasize that matter again."

"On the battlefield, we must ensure that King Jing is alive. After I send his gifts out of the territory of Youyunzhou, whether you are acting as a horse thief or directly dispatching troops to kill him, it has nothing to do with me, Murong Cheng. With this little family business, I cannot afford to murder the prince."

Uknan and Bayan looked at each other, nodded slowly, and then said, "This is naturally. No one can control what happened after leaving Youyunzhou. After all, without those thousand Qi Xuewei, it is hard to say what happened!"

"This is the best!" Murong Cheng laughed, "Then let's improve the details?"

Half an hour later, Murong Cheng sent Bayan and Uknan outside the tent and bowed: "The two generals will be able to accumulate strength today. Let's set out for victory tomorrow morning!"

"Let's start for victory!" Uknan and Bayan responded, and then left with their own guards.

Bayan quietly went to the Ukrainian tent. The two of them reviewed Murong Cheng's words and deeds today, and felt that there was indeed nothing wrong.

The words about King Jing made them feel more at ease.

In the evening, Murong Cheng sent a large amount of wine and meat. Uknan ordered that the meat be eaten open and no drop of wine is allowed to be dipped. After winning the battle, drink enough.

The soldiers from Libing Mountain looked at the wine piled up outside the tent one by one, feeling that the meat didn't taste good anymore.

The night is long and there is no alcohol, so you will be sleepy when you are full.

Those who were sleepy when they were full were also sleepy, because they also had no alcohol to drink tonight.

Mu Human, a sergeant who was sleeping in the sand sea was so ordinary that he could not be more ordinary.

Because of his ordinaryness, he was assigned to the most reliable military tent like him, like the other soldiers who were just as ordinary as him.

In the middle of the night, Mu Human woke up by urination, tiptoed over and put on his clothes, and had no choice but to leave the tent to release the water.

Standing next to the fence of the camp, the lights on both sides were far away, and there was a dimness in front of him. Mu Hu skillfully lifted up his outer robe and untied his belt. The sound of water sounded softly. He squinted his eyes and was sleepy.

The sound of water gradually faded, he shook his body, looked around, and turned back to the account.

As soon as he turned around, he frowned, as if something was wrong, so he twisted back, rubbed his eyes, and finally saw clearly that it was not the shadow of the tree that was shaking, but the rows of black armored cavalry riding horses silently.

When he was about to roar with all his strength, a feather arrow penetrated into his throat accurately, and at the same time, the surroundings suddenly lit up.

Arrows in the sky pierced into tents with flames. The tent that was supposed to be more fire-resistant instantly ignited a larger flame.

In addition to falling onto the tent, there were many wine jars beside the camp tents with whistling. The jars of strong wine that burned their throats began to burn everything that was blocking it.

Uknan, who was a little relieved to have a good sleep, was woken up by the noise and rushed out of the camp. As far as I saw, there were fires everywhere, fires burning everywhere, and soldiers running and screaming.

He gritted his teeth and looked at the city of Zhanqi City, "Murong Cheng, I'll fuck your whole family!!!"

It is impossible to burn these sergeants who are more than 10,000 in a fire, but with the cooperation of iron cavalry and swords and guns, it is possible.

The soldiers on both sides were still struggling to put out the fire, and the fire had just been slightly controlled. The gate of Zhanqi City slowly opened, and three thousand silent cavalrymen came out of the door hole and rushed into the military camp in Ukraine.

Two thousand cavalrymen rushed out from the quiet and dark grassland opposite Zhanqi City. They had been waiting here for a whole night. At this moment, they took off the cotton cloth wrapped in the horse's hooves, unbuttoned the cloth strips on the horse's mouth, and rushed into Bayan's military camp.

The two leading horsemen, one wearing black armor and the other wearing green clothes, but both of them were holding the same weapon and sword in their hands!

It is not like the thing that should be used for military charges, but it is their favorite weapon.

The unprepared enemy troops were even cut off their heads without even putting on armor.

With the sound of tragic sounds, the disappearance of life, but no one sympathizes with it, because this is the battlefield, this is war, life and death, never ending.

A figure quietly appeared beside the road, and a long sword appeared in his hand. With the injection of true energy, the vigorous sword energy turned into a green mountain and fell towards the two leaders of the cavalry.

The man in green smiled and said, "Such a coincidence, you also use a sword!"

Jumped up from the horse's back, a storm hit the shore, shattering the green mountains. Before the army was able to swing another sword, the man in blue put the sword on his neck.

Unexpectedly, the man was not panicked at all and said with a grim smile: "I think you can still save it now?"

Just as he was speaking, from the other side, another practitioner made a gesture with his hands, and his true energy shone brightly, and the target of attack was the leading black armored knight.

The man in blue was a little panicked, "You actually sent two cultivators to join the army?"

"Haha, I didn't expect it..." Before he finished speaking, his smile had frozen. The black-armored knight's sword body suddenly sucked and spitted a long sword energy. He raised his hand and slashed it. The sword energy rolled like a large avalanche, instantly submerging the cultivator who was attacking.

"Xiling Sword Sect? Are you?" The man looked shocked.

The man in green smiled and said, "I didn't expect it?"

After saying that, he slapped the person, and imprisoned his true energy and rushed back to his right away with his collar.

Bayan sat in front of the tent blankly, his eyes full of despair.

The camp was blown up.

All the time when a large army went on a war, the most feared thing was the bombing of the camp and mutiny.

When thousands of people are out of constraints, they are running for themselves and killing each other, no matter how good the coach is, it is useless.

Just before tonight, I was still looking forward to the bright future after the war was achieved, with a beautiful woman and a golden sword.

"Murong Cheng! You are such a fucking cruel man!"

Until now, Bayan still doesn't believe that Murong Cheng will come to deal with him with King Jing after his son was humiliated like that.

The only explanation is that Murong Ke's hand was originally the bitter plan of Murong Cheng and King Jing, in order to gain the trust of others.

Thinking of the third prince's cruel methods, Bayan felt as if he was dead.

Uknan is different. As soon as he learned about the bombing camp, he had already left the central army tent, pulled a team of personal guards and escaped.

He fantasized that many sergeants would make the same choice as him, and that when the remnants were gathered, there would be no possibility of escaping.

Keep the green mountains there and you will not have to worry about burning firewood.
To be continued...