Late at night, the messy situation in Ji Nan City stopped a little. Ji Ying and others went up to the city wall again and looked outside the city. The clean and orderly military camp on Huai outside was silent. Through the bonfires and torches in the camp, some warriors and soldiers were patrolling.

"What's the situation outside the city?" Ji An asked in a low voice.

"Everything is normal. The Huai army had never thought that we would escape at night, so we were completely unprepared." Ji Ying showed a hint of gratitude on her face and said, "It seems that the momentum that was originally arranged in the east of the city is now unnecessary."

"We can go out of the city secretly from the west."

"This is really great." Ji An also said with gratitude.

Later, the two got off the city and drove quickly to the west of the city.

Ji Nan City, the west gate, the soldiers and chariots preparing to withdraw from Shen Nan were gathered here. Seeing the military force outside the city, Ji Tian warriors no longer had any luck. With Ji Ying's persuasion, they gave up many heavy objects and replaced many things with merchants in the city with gold, silver and soft, which made them much lighter. It seemed that this team was different from the situation of "moving" in the afternoon.

Ji Ying looked at the team and felt a little satisfied. She was at least a little evacuated and turned in.

He asked the warrior to open the west city gate, and he took the lead in the forefront with the light of the torch. After that, the warriors and the soldiers followed one after another, but Ji An was much less courageous than him, and there was no large group of people surrounding him. In this dark night, especially when the enemy's strong army was on the side, he felt no sense of security in his heart, and he left the city together among the large group of people.

At this time, the night was getting darker and the moonlight in the sky became darker. This team of ten thousand people, for fear of too much movement, triggered the Huai chariots stationed in the south of the city, only lit up the few torches, scattered and barely illuminated the road, and asked the soldiers to move forward slowly in the dark.

However, just as they were in the city, their movements were already seen by a pair of eyes in the sky, and they quickly called Wang Yue to learn about it. Then, through the priest Huaibo, he was sent to two teams of 10,000 people sent by Wang Yue to the preset battlefield in advance;

"Ji An, for some reason, I always feel a little uneasy tonight." The person who spoke was Ji Yong, who was in the middle of the chariot with Ji An: "This feeling is like being watched by some powerful monster in the dark."

"You think about it more. Before leaving the city just now, Ji Ying and I looked south. The soldiers on the Huai River were not prepared for us to leave the city."

"I hope." Ji Yong took a deep breath, looked at the endless night scene on the left and right, and said hope, but he tightly held the bronze short sword in his palm. Ji An only thought that he thought too much, but this perception of crisis instinct saved his life several times on the battlefield of Suiguo.

After a while, he couldn't stand this instinctive tension, so he jumped out of the carriage, patrolled the team, and picked up the torch from time to time to look around, hoping to find any clues, but nothing was found.

But he discovered a phenomenon that many warriors who had been on the battlefield were like him, and they felt a vague instinct of fear and anxiety.

If it was him, it might be an illusion, but most samurai feel this way, what does that mean?

He ran to the carriage quickly and said anxiously to Ji An: "Ji An, the situation is wrong. Many warriors in the army feel an instinctive uneasiness like me. This is absolutely abnormal. We must be targeted by the Huai chariot."

"How is this possible?" Ji An said unbelievably: "The soldiers and vehicles in the south of the city have no movement at all. If there is any movement, they will come to chase us, so they will also have to light a torch in the dark night. But look, who else is there in the surrounding area except our torches?"

Seeing that Ji Yong was still restless, Ji An continued, "Besides, we have all left the city now. If the troops on the Huai River chased us, can we still retreat? No matter what happens, we can only move forward."

"There is no movement in the south of the city?" Ji Yong was shocked and exclaimed: "But there are thousands of chariots on the Huai River. Do you think they will send other chariots to wait for us?"

At this moment, in the fields on both sides of the lane.

With a "huh" sound, a torch ignited in the darkness, which seemed particularly eye-catching on this night, so far higher than the appeal of previous screams to Ji Yong. All the warriors and soldiers in the lane focused their attention on the fire hundreds of steps away.

As soon as the torch was ignited, it was thrown high into the air by his master who was holding him.

As this torch appeared in the sky, the sound of wind and fire continued one after another. Almost in an instant, countless torches appeared in front, left and right, and even behind the lane soldiers. The torches shone with strong winds, reflecting countless martial soldiers.

Ji Yong trembled all over. No wonder he felt the crisis instinctively. He didn't expect that there were many people lurking in the dark waiting for them. He watched with his own eyes, as the torches lighted up, more martial soldiers got up from the ground.

It is dense and black.

After going to the battlefield of Suiguo, Ji Yong only looked at it for two seconds and knew that the number of enemy troops around him was probably higher than them. What was even more terrifying was that they were in an array at this moment, and there was no doubt that they were all elite soldiers in the south of the city in the afternoon.

"Ji Yong!" Ji An's face turned pale, as if he had seen a ghost.

Ji Yong ignored him, but looked at his team, but saw that the entire team was already scattered in the short marching journey. The warriors and soldiers in the team had the intention to escape. At this time, they were frightened like Ji An, but how could they see the slightest desire to fight?

Maybe they were defeated with just one charge.

Wang Yue swept through the army with the consciousness of the military master's domain. The power of the commander's domain was activated. The command appeared directly in the bodies of the two 10,000-person captains and the commanders under his command without going through the Huaibo Priest. It was like an invisible hand of fate to tweak the strings of the piano. Everyone had a flash of inspiration and did not receive any orders, but they all understood what to do next. One of the 10,000-person captains drew out his sword and made several commands to spread reads through the Huaibo Priest beside him;.

The two teams of 10,000 people were like a lurking giant beast that finally showed their hideous face, and also like a huge war machine that was stationary. The machine started to crush with all its might. But in this action, the trombone of the golden drum that usually marched was ignored. The occasional order and order of a few people was not very big, and the warriors who were familiar with the golden drum were extremely uncomfortable. They felt an inexplicable cold air rushing towards their heads.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" In the quiet night, the sound of neat footwork sounded from the left and right fields, and it kept rolling over from all directions. Every move hit the warriors in Jidi, like the sound of war drums. The soldiers were so stressed that they were at a loss.

"Dang!" A peasant soldier couldn't hold the shield in his hand with his trembling hands, and fell to the ground, making a small but particularly loud sound.

The sound seemed to be a signal, and it had approached the first row of twenty steps in the lane. Under the command of the captain of the hundred-man, he threw the javelin out with great force. First, several hundred-man teams, and then spread to the entire first row like waves.

A dense whizzing sound sounded in the air, which was the howling of the javelin piercing the air, followed by endless screams and wails in the Jidi camp, and countless peasant soldiers screamed in fear. In this moment, many familiar people around them, and even warriors were killed by the javelin.

If the Huai Shang Army did not surround them and had no way to escape, they would have retreated under this round of offensives, but at this moment, the five routes could escape, so they could only squeeze in inwards, squeezing behind companions and carriages, trying to get further backwards, as if they could get safety inside, as if an eagle flew over the sky in a chicken farm.

Ji Ying, who was at the front of Ji Di's military chariot, sighed helplessly.

It is known that such a situation is completely lost in their ability to resist, but the Huai Shang Army stopped moving after the first round of javelin was thrown out.

"Put down your weapons, the surrender will not kill you; put down your weapons, the surrender will not kill you." A sound as neat as their pace began.

Forced by the military force, the military soldiers and even the warriors crowded inwards were crowded with madness. When they heard the sound, they threw their weapons to the ground one by one. The Ji people were powerless to stop them. They looked at each other and put down their weapons, waiting for an unknown fate in the dark.

Wang Yue's eyes were also taken back from the sky above the battlefield, fell into the tent and was summoned by Zhao Wu. Below the surrenders who were anxiously waiting for unknown fate, he said lightly: "Tell everyone a message."

"The soldiers from Ji Nanchengyi fled to Shennan overnight tonight, and have been surrounded and wiped out by our coalition soldiers."

The scribes and warriors who surrendered were shocked. They had already considered this result before surrendering.

I just didn't expect that the news would come so quickly, and the Ji Di soldiers were completely wiped out.

Some of them were full of energy and had already keenly thought that after the destruction of this chariot, the entire Jidi had no more to resist the Huai Shang Army's military. Then... the next thing is the time for them to surrender correctly.

In other words, they have successfully saved their home business through surrender, and will they even go further?

The scribe who surrendered in the account, the warrior thought excitedly, his face flushed and his breathing was rapid. This is really good news.

They were too excited and excited, but they did not notice Wang Yue's face, and the faint sneer on the corner of Zhao Wu's mouth, and the solemnity in Shen's eyes.

An hour later, the flames lit up on the road, and the two teams of 10,000 people slowly returned to the ambush.

The captives of the brigade were dejected and tied up with ropes they used to go on their way. Then all the military soldiers were taken from the side and handed over to the Wudang Army to deal with them. Among them, the members of the Ji family, nearly 300 scribes, warriors and their families were all taken to the camp, waiting for Wang Yue's defeat.
Chapter completed!