In front of Shanhaiguan, the rolling Great Wall is like a giant stone dragon, standing on the lush mountain mist, extending along the steep mountain walls to the end.

Qin destroyed the six kingdoms, and the First Emperor made a general idea, and the cities of Yan, Zhao and Qin were extended. They started from Jiayu in the west and ended at the mountains and seas in the east, and then formed the Great Wall, which was to invade the nomadic peoples in the north. Between the beacon towers, the city walls were connected. The arsenal was strict, and the Great Wall was standing for thousands of miles, with magnificent literary turbulent cultures, and the lotus mountain was at the three peaks.

Carrying the profound history of China and the hope of peace among the people, the emperors of all dynasties have been repaired and reinforced for thousands of years. However, it has been broken through many times by foreign races, and it cannot resist the great ambitions and greed of the nomadic peoples. - Is the Great Wall not strong enough, or is the Han army too weak?

Today, there is a solemn and solemn front of Shanhaiguan. This ancient city wall will soon shoulder the heavy responsibility of resisting foreign tribes.

Outside the pass, flags covered the sun, and shadows were gathered. Tens of thousands of Yan soldiers were covered with spears and swords. The formation was first of hundreds of Hongwu cannons. The front-wing soldiers were divided into two parts, arranged in arc shapes on the left and right, like open crane wings. Then two small arc shapes were arranged. The arc mouth was opposite to the crane wings, like two curved crane wings. Finally, the central army sat in the middle, with a big drum on all sides, resisting countless horses. Looking down from the sky, the entire formation was like a white crane about to spread its wings, and a bit of cruel artistic sense was revealed in its sharp murderous aura.

The soldiers riding war horses shuttled back and forth between the formations, waving the flags to convey the commander's orders loudly. As the military orders were issued, the four arcs kept changing positions, like white cranes flapping their wings, waiting to soar into the sky, and they felt a sense of explosion that was eager to try but strong and self-depressing.

——The Crane Wing Formation, which is both offensive and defensive, is suitable for surrounding and has high command capabilities to control the killing formation.

Veterans who understand the military formation can see the commander's ambition from the formation at a glance.

With the formation of crane wings, the King of Yan is determined to win against the 50,000 Tartars this time, and he does not intend to let go of any of them.

Everything is ready. The question now is, can the imperial envoy Xiao Fan attract the Tartars to Shanhaiguan and let them fall into the trap?

There was a huge tent in the middle of the crane wing formation, with only three people in the tent, including King Yan Zhu Di, King Ning Zhu Quan, and Monk Daoyan.

Monk Daoyan sat on the side of the table, closing his eyes, holding Buddhist beads in his hand and chanting scriptures in a low voice, looking like an ancient well was not waxing.

Zhu Di and Zhu Quan sat opposite each other, but their expressions seemed relaxed and intimate.

"Seventeenth brother, I have to rely on your help this time, otherwise I will not be able to eat the 50,000 troops of the Tatars."

Zhu Quan curled his lips indifferently and said, "Brother of the Fourth Emperor, aren't there only 50,000 Tartars? Our two armies have been performing martial arts abroad in recent years. Didn't they fight the Tartars and flee? Why did you put forward such a big formation this time?"

Zhu Di said seriously: "This time is different from the past. I want to eat all the 50,000 Tartars in one bite! Including the leading Gui Lichi, I also want to cut off his head to comfort the heroic spirits of the Ming soldiers who have bravely sacrificed their country for many years..."

Zhu Quan thoughtfully said, "So... when the Tartars attacked the Pingfu in the previous period, you sent someone to tell me that I would ignore it and let the Tartars go straight in, just to lead them to Shanhaiguan to fight to the decisive battle?"

Zhu Di nodded and said, "Yes, according to the military newspaper, the leaders of Guilichi from the Qierjis tribe and Arutai from the Asut tribe. These two are tigers and wolves among the Mongols. If they can be eliminated this time, there will be only one Khan Khan in his twenties left in the Northern Yuan Dynasty. What are you afraid of?"

Zhu Quan's eyes lit up and he smiled and said, "Yes, if the two tigers are removed, the Khan, whose hair is not fully grown, will be used for a bird! Sooner or later, it will be destroyed by our Ming Dynasty. Fourth brother, hehe, it's so scheming..."

Zhu Di also smiled, his eyes calm and calm: "If these two people are eliminated, the destruction of the Northern Yuan Dynasty is just around the corner. Seventeenth brother, we will go to the grassland and drive all the Tartars to the extremely cold land in the north, and take all the grassland and desert into our Ming Dynasty. We will expand our territory and expand our territory from the Han and Tang Dynasties to open up the territory and make achievements. We will be famous in history..."

Zhu Quan swallowed his saliva, his eyes flashing with excitement: "Have you been famous in history... Can I really be famous in history?"

Zhu Di said deeply: "Emperor Wu of Han can do it, and Emperor Taizong of Tang can do it, why can't we?"

After all, Zhu Quan was only a young man in his twenties. He heard this and his blood was rising. He looked a little excited. He slapped his thigh hard and said excitedly: "Okay! This time we will set up a stage to sing the show, kill Gui Lichi and Alutai under Shanhaiguan, and compete for my great achievements forever!"

Zhu Di also laughed heroically, and suddenly saw the monk Daoyan who closed his eyes and recited the scriptures quickly raised his head and gave him a wink. Zhu Di was stunned, and then said unnaturally: "There is another thing, Seventeenth brother, brother, I hope you can do me a favor..."

Zhu Quan said briskly: "If you have any difficulties with your brother, just say it, I will never refuse what I can do..."

Zhu Di heard this and a complicated smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He stared at Zhu Quan and said slowly with a very slow speech: "For brother, I hope that one day if you lose your strength, you can help me..."

Zhu Quan laughed and said, "What are you saying by the emperor! We are brothers, of course I will help you..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhu Quan looked up but saw Zhu Di's unpredictable smile. That smile made Zhu Quan feel uneasy.

Zhu Quan said carefully: "The emperor said he would help you, what is the point of?"

Zhu Di smiled deeply and said, "As noble as a vassal king, we will inevitably suffer a time of falling into trouble and losing power. The world is in turmoil, with high buildings and dangerous winds. The position is huge, and it is still a tower in the air. How can you and I not have a day of suffering?"

Looking at Zhu Di's unpredictable smile, Zhu Quan's heart suddenly became tight.

Nowadays, it is said that the Four Emperors have always been unjust. In the past two years, the Four Emperors have prepared wars on the border and practiced day and night. Today, they said these remarkable words. From this point of view, the rumors are indeed true...

"The emperor hasn't said what the hell is... " Zhu Quan's face turned pale.

Zhu Di smiled gloomyly and said, "If there is a day when you stop, would you like to lend me a strong team to help me?"

Zhu Quan was shocked and said in shock: "You mean... the three guards of Duoyan under my command?"

Zhu Di laughed: "That's right!"

In front of the Mongolian army commander's tent.

"Mongolian warriors all grew up on horseback, and their legs could not be closed when walking. This is the characteristic of us Mongolians. Why do you have so tight legs when walking? Tell me quickly! Who are you!" Gui Lichi shouted loudly.

The scolded man was Cao Yi disguised as a Tartar whistle.

Cao Yi turned his back to Gui Lichi at this moment. He paused when he heard this, and his face turned pale.

It was a lot of calculations, but I just missed this link. Who knew that the damn ghost red eyes were so poisonous, and I saw through him just after walking two steps.

Cao Yi's heart was as if he was sinking into the bottom of the valley, and the big beads of sweat on his forehead slowly slid down. He still kept his back facing Gui Lichi, but he didn't dare to move.

The twenty soldiers who followed Cao Yi to agree were also stunned. Their hearts were raised high, and they pressed the dagger on their waists with their right hands, ready to take action at any time.

"Your legs are so tightly clamped, you are definitely not a Mongolian. Tell me quickly! Who are you?" Gui Li held the knife with his bare hands, his tone becoming more and more severe.

Cao Yi sighed in despair, and his thoughts were so loud that he reacted quickly and made a lot of extra action.

He suddenly put his heels together, his knees spread out, and a big gap appeared between his legs. He kept moving but forced him to pretend to have a pair of crocodile legs. Not only that, he also took two steps on his crocodile legs, swaying like a clumsy duck, and walking was ridiculous.

Everyone was stunned by the silence of death in front of the handsome tent. What is this? To prove that he is a Mongolian?

Cao Yi took two steps, then turned around and said nervously: "Sir, I am really a Mongolian..."

Gui Lichi was stunned for a moment, then became furious and roared: "Do you treat me like a fool?"

Cao Yi's furious face suddenly collapsed, and he stomped his feet heavily and said, "I knew! I knew! It's revealed!"

Gui Lichi shouted violently: "Come! Come on! Take him! Also, the people who reported the message just now were very suspicious, take them all!"

The group of commanders, commanders and several tribal leaders were stunned. They didn't react for a while, mainly because they knew the Ming army too much and never thought that the Ming army would have the courage to sneak into their camp, and they were close to their commander and senior generals. For them, this was simply a fantasy.

Cao Yi simply stopped pretending, a fierce light flashed through his eyes, and his fingers moved slightly and waited to fight to the death.

The other twenty soldiers who had sneaked into the camp also held down the daggers on their waists, waiting for Cao Yi to start first.

The sound of chaotic footsteps came from all sides. Cao Yi smiled bitterly, then his eyes were full of fierceness. He bit his cheeks, bent his legs slightly, staring at Gui Lichi, who was three or four steps away from him. He seemed to see the slightly raised blood vessels on Gui Lichi's neck, which looked so clear and clear under the dim torch, and it was clear and slight. That was a great place to take the knife. As long as he was killed, even if he died in this Tartar camp today, it would be worth it.

When it was about to take action, an accident happened.

I heard a sound of killing sounds like a mountain collapse and cracking on the east side of the camp. When the loud noise was loud, the Changniuke, which was warning in the camp, whimpered quietly and echoed slowly in the quiet late night, with a rapid and murderous aura, which made people tremble.

Gui Lichi and the generals were shocked by the sudden loud noise. They didn't care about Cao Yi and the others for a moment, and shouted loudly in front of the darkness: "What happened? Quickly light the torch!"

"Ming Army! Thousands of Ming Army attacked the camp! It's the real Ming Army!" A panic voice answered quickly in the distance.

Gui Lichi's eyes widened, but the other generals were shocked.

At this moment, Cao Yi saw the opportunity and suddenly shouted: "Take it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Cao Yi pulled out his dagger and slashed at Gui Li's red neck that was shocked in an instant...

Twenty soldiers had been waiting for his order for a long time. Hearing this, he pulled out his dagger without hesitation and stabbed the Tartar generals whom they had already locked up.

It is slow to say that a series of changes only happens in the blink of an eye.

Several thousand men standing in front of the commander's tent were first hit, and they screamed, covered their necks and fell to the ground. Blood flowed out of their fingers, and after a few convulsions, they disappeared.

The remaining ten thousand men were shocked and quickly reacted and retreated quickly.

The Ming army soldiers who killed several thousand men and women had just succeeded. Seeing that the ten thousand men and women retreated to avoid the assassination in front of them, several soldiers without hesitation slashed the daggers to their necks. The two ten thousand men and women were alert and dodged. The remaining three ten thousand men and women were too late to dodge, but the Ming army soldiers succeeded. Just like the several thousand men and women lying on the ground, they were extremely beautiful.

Cao Yi's dagger was always close to Gui Li Chi's neck. Gui Li Chi's dark face turned white. He pressed his waist knife with his hand and quickly retreated. However, Cao Yi's dagger was like a curse of the god of death, lingering tightly around his neck several inches. The faster he retreated, the closer the dagger was. In just a few breaths, Gui Li Chi didn't even have the chance to pull out his waist knife.

The sharp sharp edge of the dagger was reflected in his eyes. The Ming army attacked the camp outside was nothing. The small and sharp dagger in front of him made him truly feel that he was struggling between life and death, retreating step by step, chasing his soul step by step. The cold blade exuded a biting chill, and the gate of hell seemed to be waving to him from afar...

There was no time to call for help or call someone. The assassin did not give him a chance to open his mouth. There was only a horror in his eyes. As the cold blade of the dagger approached him, no matter how unwilling he was or how shocked, the god of death had sent him an invitation...

He quickly retreated, Gui Li suddenly staggered under his barefoot, and then was crushed by something. While his body was uncontrollably falling to the sky, Gui Li Chi's eyes were filled with a huge surprise, and vitality was right in front of him!

Seeing Gui Lichi fall to the ground, Cao Yi couldn't help but feel sank in his heart, and he secretly screamed that something was wrong, but his inertia still made him hand the dagger forward involuntarily, - the fierce killer move that he was bound to win was unexpectedly lost.

As soon as Gui Lichi's back hit the ground, he rolled on the grass, completely avoiding Cao Yi's dagger. Then he pulled out his waist knife and slashed Cao Yi mercilessly, shouting loudly: "Come here! Someone is stabbing!"

Cao Yi flew sideways Gui Lichi and slashed at the head, yelling in his heart as a pity, but he dared not hesitate at all, and shouted: "Escape all from the hidden!"

After saying that, he turned around and fled to the noisy camp ahead. The twenty soldiers naturally did not dare to neglect them. They succeeded in one blow and flew away. They divided into several different directions and went to the camp's tent group.

At this time, due to the attack on the camp by the Ming army outside the camp and the huge movement in front of the commander's tent, many Tartars had already crawled out of the tent, looking at the chaotic scene in shock, some had already seen the clues, and they shouted and cursed, pulled out their swords and chased Cao Yi and the others.

Cao Yi and the others wore Mongolian clothes and were very easy to get into the crowd. With a few ups and downs, their bodies disappeared deep in the camp. A group of Tartars who had just yawned and were unknown, so they got out of the tent and mixed with them, invisible.

During this operation, Gui Lichi was fortunate to escape and killed three 1000 Tartars and six 1000 men. No casualties were found on his side for the time being. He won the first battle and completed beautifully and neatly.

When Gui Lichi saw Cao Yi and the others dispersed, he was so angry that he was almost crazy and shouted: "If I hide, can't I find you? You Han people who are more cunning and despicable than the poisonous snake fox! Come on! Count the warriors of various tribes! Took them out for me!"

The order was issued, but no one responded. The camp ahead had been illuminated by torches, but the Tartars were yelling and pushing, but no one came out to complete the team.

Gui Lichi said furiously: "What's wrong with you? Are you all confused? What about the commander of a thousand men? What about the commander of a thousand men?"

A Tartar reported in panic: "Sir, the Han people just assassinated, six of the thousands of men died, three of the ten thousand men died, and no one in charge of the warriors were in chaos..."

Gui Li Chi was so angry that he tore open his clothes on his chest and roared violently toward the sky.

Another Tartar Pegasus came to report: "Sir, the leader, the Han *** who attacked the camp was about 2,000. After breaking through the eastern battalion, several rounds of arrows shot hundreds of our warriors, and then they ran southeast!"

The continuous blows made Gui Li Chiji go crazy. He had red eyes, screamed a few times, and shouted: "Despicable Han people! The warriors who killed us want to run away? The whole army attacked! Hunting them all on the grassland! Let them see the majesty of Genghis Khan's descendants!"

At this moment, there was no need to check the twenty Ming army assassins who assassinated him and his generals. Gui Li Chi rode on a war horse, held a big sword in his hand, and chased the southeast first without looking back.

The remaining two commanders who survived the disaster did not dare to neglect them. They immediately ordered the trumpet of the horn of the army, and the entire army drove to the southeast, and temporarily took over the three dead commanders of the commanders.

In less than half an incense stick, all the Tartars put on their clothes and rode on war horses, like a ball of black clouds, following the Guili Chi horse, and chasing them to the southeast frantically.
To be continued...