Chen Guoqi thought for a moment and said, "Mr. Zhu, it is definitely not possible to dispatch a large army, and it is not possible to attack at night. We can only go up the mountain with beasts in the forest, and we can only go up the mountain with lanterns and torches. This is tantamount to telling the enemy that we will go up the mountain to beat them up and let them seize the time to dig a dam to release water. I plan to send fifty cavalry up the mountain to raid. If the enemy releases water, the cavalry will retreat quickly; if the enemy does not release water, take the opportunity to eliminate the enemy's defenders. Although this is a bit difficult, I believe in the combat effectiveness of the soldiers of the Jinyi Guard. Anyway, the cavalry is very fast, and I think it can run past the speed of the flood."

Wu Huping shook his head and said, "I agree with Lord Chen. However, I think cavalry should not be sent, but infantry should be sent to do this. The slope of the mountain in front of me is very large, and the speed of cavalry will definitely be greatly affected. Once a flood breaks out, it will be harder for cavalry to escape. In mountain warfare, infantry is much more mobile and flexible than cavalry. Although infantry will definitely not beat the flood, they can hold the big tree, and the big tree will never rush away. The number of troops cannot be too small, one hundred should be the same."

After listening to the opinions of the two generals, Zhu Youcheng decided to say, "Okay, I will follow General Wu's opinion."

After hearing Zhu Youcheng's words, Chen Guoqi and Wu Huping competed to be the vanguard and lead troops to eliminate the rebel troops stationed on the hill.

Zhu Youcheng shook his head and said, "It is a virtue for generals not to be afraid of death, but they cannot rush forward in everything↖↗↗. The fighting generals in "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" are just the words of the novelist, and they are not worthy of trust. Just imagine if the general dies, who will lead the army next? Since this time it is a 100-man attack, then the leader can only be a hundred households. You two must remember that until the last moment, you must not go to the front line in person. The so-called generals are the bones of soldiers, and the soldiers are the courage of generals. You are the backbone of all soldiers, and it is unwise to take risks easily."

When Chen Guoqi and Wu Huping heard this, their faces were solemn, and they clasped their fists and said, "Thank you Lord Zhu for your teaching."

There is no need to choose soldiers. All the Jinyiwei were trained to become good soldiers who were willing to devote their lives to the Ming Dynasty. When they heard this mission, they were really brave and everyone was competing for the first place.

Chen Guoqi randomly picked a hundred households and asked them to take on the charge mission.

All the households of the Jinyiwei learned how to lead troops, and Yan Kuan, the selected household, was no exception. He made a small pre-war mobilization before going to war, and the soldiers were aroused to scream.

Because it was a small group of troops, the hundred households asked the soldiers to take down the name plates hanging around their necks, collect them, and hand them over to Zhu Youcheng.

Zhu Youcheng touched the name plate and was moved. This expedition was actually a suicide mission. If the lake on the top of the mountain releases water, how many soldiers could come back from this hundred households?

Zhu Youcheng said: "Remember, pay attention to your safety when destroying the enemy. If a mountain torrent breaks out, don't force yourself. Find a big tree and tie yourself to the big tree. The longest time for flood discharge is only one hour. As long as you fight this hour, you will be fine."

Yan Kuan nodded and set off with the soldiers.

Chen Guoqi and Wu Huping took soldiers and war horses to the high ground. No one knew how much water there was on the top of the mountain. It would be better to be careful when it could reach a location.

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Yan Kuan led the soldiers to the top of the mountain.

They did not walk on the official road, but walked through the dense forest. Since the barbarians conspired to release water, there must be open and secret whistles. If they walked on the official road, wouldn’t they send vegetables to the barbarians?

Walking halfway up the mountain, Yan Kuan heard the sound of leaves swaying in front of him.

He immediately signaled the soldiers to stop. Then he raised his telescope and looked forward.

The Yi people are still black and like to wear black clothes. Whether it is black or white, they are all dressed in black. If they are late at night, they will easily hide their bodies. But now it is daytime and the sun is very strong. The Yi people are as obvious as lice on the bald man's head.

Yan Kuan found the secret whistle of the barbarians effortlessly.

The long-range weapon of his army was a crossbow, which is also the reason why Chen Guoqi chose his family as a hundred households to carry out a sneak attack mission. Since it was a sneak attack, he would definitely not be able to choose a firearm unit, otherwise the deaf sound would be heard even if he was a deaf person, which would lose the meaning of a sneak attack.

Yan Kuan waved his hand and several soldiers turned the crossbows, aiming accurately. When he pulled the trigger, he heard a "whisper" sound, and the crossbow arrows flew towards the rebels in front.

The arrow shot very accurately, and the rebels fell to the ground and died without even snorting.

There was an observation whistle of a barbarian on the top of the tree. He found something wrong on the ground. He opened his mouth and was about to shout when a crossbow arrow flew over and shot into his mouth, blocking his shouting of the police. He staggered, took several steps back, retreated to the railing, tripped by the railing, fell backwards, hung up a few branches, and fell to the ground, and saw that he was unable to survive.

Yan Kuan smiled proudly and said, "Although I rarely take action, as long as I take action, I will definitely see blood."

A soldier said timidly: "Sir, the arrow that shot into the mouth of the barbarian seems to be mine..."

Yan Kuan asked in confusion: "Then where did my arrow go?"

The soldiers beside him shook their heads together.

After the secret whistle was solved, Yan Kuan's soldiers all went forward to search for the rebels' property, and then recovered the crossbow arrows.

The soldiers who were searching for the rebels or other secret whistles suddenly cheered softly and whispered: "Sir Yan, you have found your crossbow arrow."

Yan Kuan stepped forward and saw that it was indeed his arrow. He saw a dead rabbit on the ground, and he was hit by an arrow on his neck and fell to the ground.

"This is my intention," Yan Kuan blushed. "I will win a big victory later. I have to celebrate, and I still eat dry food? The birds faded out of my mouth. At the celebration banquet, I invite all the soldiers to eat roasted rabbits."

The soldiers burst into laughter.

I encountered five or six secret whistles along the way, and they all passed through this without any danger, leaving behind the rebel corpses.

The Jinyiwei silently touched the top of the mountain, and there were indeed soldiers stationed there. Yan Kuan counted and found that the barbarians didn't know much about the number, and the so-called "heavy troops" were only five or six hundred.

Yan Kuan couldn't help but grin and said to himself: "This is also called a heavy army? It's so funny."

Yan Kuan didn't know that An Bangyan wanted to put two or three thousand people on the top of the mountain, but unfortunately the top of the mountain was so big that there were not so many soldiers stationed.

Yan Kuan calculated silently in his heart that he had 114 people in his hands. Although there were five or six hundred rebels, his combat effectiveness was all bad. The Jinyiwei had no problem with fighting with one or six. It seemed that the hard battle he expected in his heart was unlikely to occur before going up the mountain.

He arranged the combat plan in a low voice, and heard a slight "creaking" winding sound in the dense forest.

Yan Kuan shouted: "Shoot the arrow!"

Only the "swoosh" sound was heard endlessly, and hundreds of arrows were shot in the jungle, and fifty or sixty rebels were shot down immediately.

Then the Jinyiwei threw away the crossbow and rushed out of the woods with a spear.

The rebels were caught off guard and suffered a sudden attack, and people were in chaos. The soldiers of the rebels ran around like headless flies. Although the rebel officers tried their best to organize troops to fight back, the results were minimal.

The Jinyiwei was like a tiger wading through the wolf pack, rushing into the enemy formation and massacre. Every round of their thrusts would always harvest the lives of a group of rebels.

Of course, the rebels did not want to use their blood to dye their military merits red for the Jinyiwei's military, so they took the sword to chop at the Jinyiwei.

These rebels are An Bangyan's direct descendants, with high martial arts skills, fighting with the Jinyiwei one-on-one, and maybe there is still a possibility of winning.

Unfortunately, they faced a group of Jinyiwei. As soon as the steel knife was cut down, they were held back by a spear. As soon as they wanted to change their moves, they felt that the empty door was open and the chest was hurt. They looked down and saw a bloody spear pulled out from their chests, and blood was gushing wildly in their chests, and consciousness dissipated little by little with the spray of blood.

This is the power of the Jinyiwei spear formation - the cooperation is perfect. Zhu Youcheng trains military training to unite and assist. An Jinyiwei may not be particularly powerful, but a group of Jinyiwei is the strongest combination of combat power, and even martial arts masters cannot escape their pursuit.

There were no martial arts masters among the rebels. A rebel was flying up, his feet were slightly on the tip of the spear, and he actually jumped to the side of the Jinyiwei, and cut off the arm of a Jinyiwei soldier with a gun with a knife. However, the Jinyiwei's next move surprised him. The one-armed Jinyiwei actually hugged him tightly with one hand. He slashed the back of the Jinyiwei with a knife, but the Jinyiwei just didn't let go. Then he felt a sharp pain in his chest, and a sharp steel knife pulled out from his chest. It was the Jinyiwei's embroidered spring sword.

Seeing that his companions killed the rebels, the Jinyiwei smiled and tilted his head, fell to the ground, and stopped breathing. (To be continued, please search for Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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