The old president led all the young and strong people in the village to advance eastward through Yunxiang Creek. Even though these people did not have much experience in marching, the team was carrying a large number of empty ox carts, which seemed to be very long, but it still disappeared from everyone's sight.

In the grass in a ditch not far from Yunxiang Creek, a scout in a white robe disappeared silently and headed straight to the direction where the Qihuo Camp was.

And in the snow nest not far away, a grass suddenly swayed gently, put away the crossbow, followed him from afar, and chased him.

After leaving Yunxiang Creek, a group of villagers walked very tiredly on the thick snow on the ground.

But no one complained, because the old village chief silently followed Zhu Zhen's personal guard and walked at the forefront of the team.

The old president was very grateful to Zhu Zhen for his help, but he was very puzzled by the army's march.

After the team walked five miles eastward, the people became a little tired. The old president followed Zhu Zhen’s personal guard’s command and entered the forest.

The scout went to investigate, and in a short while, he brought back the news. The spy who followed secretly had retreated. Seeing that everyone was confused, the old president said excitedly: "Juejue knows our difficulties, so he used a few tricks to let us pretend to be a large army to travel, which created the illusion that there was no one in Yunxiangxi to defend. If the beggar camp attacks at that time, Juejue

You can catch them all in one place.”

"So that's how it is!"

"Sir, benevolent!"

"Yes, I knew the Lord would not give up on us!"

Although the people only saw Zhu Zhen for the first time, they were deeply impressed by Zhu Zhen's kindness.

Although the village only sent people to the county once, I also heard about Lan Yu and Geng Bingwen's army being besieged in Hengyang. The army that entered Yunxiangxi yesterday was so powerful must be the support team.

Although the people are not familiar with literature and knowledge, they also know that they should be killed if they delay military operations.

But this lord is still willing to risk losing his head to help them wipe out the beggar camp. This kind of kindness is really higher than the sky in the eyes of the people. "Mr. Jun., the lord's plan is indeed brilliant. We have made us disguise the army and leave, causing the illusion of the emptiness of Yunxiang Creek and attracting the beggar camp to be dispatched. But after all, there are more than a thousand people in the beggar camp. Why doesn't the lord allow us to kill back and help the army with one arm?

Where?” After a while of rest, the old president recovered a lot of strength and asked Zhu Zhen’s personal guard with a puzzled look on his face.

The leader of the guard this time was Zhu Yucheng, a smart boy. He was almost sixteen years old this year. He studied things very quickly around Zhu Zhen. Zhu Zhen made this arrangement with the intention of training him.

The young man was young and held an important position. He served as the deputy captain of the guard next to Zhu Zhen. He was the object of envy of countless people in Junshan, but he was not arrogant at all when he was a human being.

Moreover, because of being around Zhu Zhen for a long time, he was very polite to the people. He took off the water bag from his waist, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and drank a sip of water, pointed to the way, and said with a wry smile: "Old President, our Lord Sir, have said that we have made a group of people who have not experienced training.

When the people go to march and fight, it is murder. Look at you fellow villagers, although they are a little brave, if they fight with those begging camps, they will definitely die."

There are naturally many young people with passion in the village, and I feel a little annoyed when I hear this.

He said unconvincedly: "But we are also children of Yunxiangxi. How can we ask the Lord to protect us? We only watch the show."

"Yes, Jun Ye, we are not afraid of dying for our hometown!"

"I beg Jun Ye to give me a chance. We also have weapons in our hands, so we can compete with the group of those who are smashed and beaten by the beggar camp."

Seeing a group of people being passionate, Zhu Yucheng nodded slightly, and more and more recognized what Jue Ye said, "The Jue Ye pointed out a path before, and I will tell you to everyone now, but this path is much safer than returning to Yunxiang Creek now, but it is also dangerous. I hope everyone will consider it and make a choice. Our Junshan

This time, we came forward to protect the villagers. If we believe that there are too many casualties, it is definitely not what we want."

The old president took out a cigarette sold in Junshan from his waist, lit it with a fire note, letting the fireworks rise in front of his forehead, nodding and saying, "Mr. Jun, please tell me."

Since Junshan's cigarettes were sold in China, many people have begun to fall in love with this kind of thing.

The old president's family is still wealthy, so he naturally bought some.

Whenever there is an important thing that needs to be made, the old president likes to draw one.

Zhu Yucheng nodded and said, "This is the situation. We had previously shown the horse hoof marks left by the Qihuo Camp and believed that our whereabouts had appeared. So the Lord made a plan to pretend to be a large army and lead the Qihuo Camp to send troops.

But later, according to the investigation by my brothers, the begging camp did not actually show our army. We just saw the team that went out of the village to buy grain and was preparing to rob the village."

Before leaving, Zhu Yucheng received Zhu Zhen's instructions, so before he spoke, he also covered his pedantic son.

"So the Lord came up with a plan for a while. The old man's son came to the Qihuo Camp and told the leaders of the Qihuo Camp that the army was about to set off, and led the Qihuo Camp out. At that time, the Qihuo Camp will definitely be empty in the Funiu Mountains."

Speaking of this, the old president's eyes flashed and he immediately said, "Sir, the men in our village collectively went to copy the old nest of the begging camp."

Zhu Yucheng smiled and said, "That's what the Lord is saying, "I'm saying that stealing the base. Although I don't understand it very much, I guess it's the old president who said that he was copying the old nest."

The old president immediately stood up and asked to the young people who were resting in the village: "My sons, do you dare to go with me to collect the old nest of the begging camp."

A group of young people immediately screamed: "This begging camp has harmed our hometown, so we went to confiscate their nest!"

"Yes, I copied their nest!"

Looking at a group of young people who were excited, Zhu Yucheng nodded and said, "But there must be someone who stays in the old nest of this beggar camp, and the terrain of Funiu Mountain is dangerous, so sacrifices will inevitably occur at that time. Are you scary?"

The old president laughed, "June, don't underestimate our villagers! The army is willing to bleed for us Yunxiangxi. How can we Yunxiangxi be greedy for life and fear death!"

"Even if you die, you will never let this beggar camp have a better life!"

"Yes! Even if it is a last resort, the villagers in the village will come to some of the yellow paper on their grave!"

Zhu Yucheng sighed, "No wonder the Lord has made the place stronger wherever he goes. The military and civilians who are so kind are not bragging!" He made a decision and said, "Okay, now we will enter Funiu Mountain! But the ugly words are ahead, we are going to fight, and you must obey your arrangements in all your actions! Don't look at someone's youth, and you will disrespect your orders! When you arrive at the battlefield, someone's

The sword does not kill thieves, nor does it kill those who do not respect the orders!"

The old president was the first to respond: "Don't worry, Jun Ye, if the villagers are disobedient, I will kill him for the first time!"

"out!"

Zhu Yucheng waved his hand and the group came out towards Funiu Mountain in a mighty manner.

After the old president led the villagers to pretend to be a army, not long after, the scout brought back the news that the begging camp was close to Yunxiangxi. Zhu Zhen immediately arranged the auxiliary soldiers to arrange the orders arranged by the women, children and elderly people in the village.

But the beggar camp had a very sharp nose and didn't dare to get close to it.

At this moment, Yang Xun found Zhu Zhen, and saw Zhu Zhen bowing and saying with a smile: "Sir, I am worried about the fact that there are no loopholes in the plan, why does this beggar camp dare not kill him?"

Zhu Zhen was wiping the Yanling Knife in his hand. Hearing this, he looked up at Yang Xun and nodded.

Chang Mao frowned and said, "We are the most annoying to you literati, you keep it in your mouth, can't you just say it right?"

Zhu Muying joked: "How can they seem to be so powerful if they don't keep it in hiding?"

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Yang Xun said, "Do you know the empty city plan?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Zhen suddenly realized: "You mean the village is too deserted."

"Yes! After the Lord asked the villagers to leave, the children and women also hid. The begging camp looked at Yunxiang Creek from a distance, without any movement. How could they not have any questions? "Yang Xun explained.

On weekdays, everyone feels that Yang Xun is too sinister and doesn’t like him very much.

But now that Yang Xun said the reason, everyone couldn't help but admire him.

Zhu Zhen praised: "Not bad! If you hadn't revealed the secret of heaven in one word, we might have been waiting here! Since you have been able to break the secret of heaven, I guess you already have an idea."

Yang Xun smiled and said, "They are worried that it is an empty city plan, so why don't the Lord lead the snake out of the hole?"

Zhu Zhen glanced at Yang Xun and thought to himself, "Let the women and children come out, I'm afraid that if there is a war, they will not be able to hide."

As Yang Xun said that, he waved his hand and the soldiers outside actually carried in many women and the old man's clothes.

He smiled and said, "Why let the villagers take this risk? Isn't it the same for us to wear the clothes of the people?"

Fu Zijie looked at the clothes that Yang Xun handed to him and frowned and said, "Why do you want the Lord to wear women's clothes when playing the role of a villager?"

Yang Xun looked at Zhu Zhen with a smirk on his lips, just to see Zhu Zhen’s energy.

Although he defected to Junshan because of Zhu Zhen's plan, he still felt resentful in his heart. Although he offered advice to Junshan this time, he still wanted to see Zhu Zhen's measurement.

If Zhu Zhen was angry about this matter, he would still work in Junshan in the future, but he would never take the initiative to make suggestions like today.

Although Yang Xun took out the women's clothes, he did not expect Zhu Zhen to put them on.

As long as Zhu Zhen is not popular and then sighs with a few words of his own plan, he will naturally have other plans to offer it.

But what he didn't expect was that Zhu Zhen immediately took off his coat, put on the woman's clothes, and ordered his personal guards to give him the rouge. Looking at the generals who were confused or feeling accused for Zhu Zhen, Zhu Zhen laughed and said, "If I can't lead, how can I let the iron-bodied man in our army wear women's clothes? Rumor Sima Yi endured Zhuge Liang's rumors in order to endure Zhuge Liang's rumors.

Even if Zhuge Liang gave the woman's clothes, the army remained motionless. Now I am going to the beggar camp to put on the woman's clothes and walk outside. It is enough to be known as leaving history. What are you waiting for?" After the words came, indeed, starting from Mu Ying, a group of robes put on the woman's clothes.
Chapter completed!