Cui Niuer and 3,600 rebels left the camp, began to accelerate and rushed towards Lianyun Village, Funiu Mountain. The distance between the rebel camp was not too far from Lianyun Village, and they could arrive in an hour. The soldiers' faces looked a little bad, and the war came a little suddenly, and they were not ready to kill or be killed.

Cui Niuer looked at the rebel soldier covered in mud, the only person who escaped from Lianyun Village. For some reason, Cui Niuer always felt that what this person said before was not very credible.

"To be honest, how many troops did the left vanguard send to attack Lianyun Village at night?"

Perhaps because of the fright, the soldier's face turned pale. He recalled carefully and replied indefinitely: "It should be no more than five hundred people."

"Are you sure?"

Cui Niuer asked.

"I...I can't remember it."

The soldier lowered his head and spoke hesitantly.

"If you don't make it clear, I will take you back with my troops now and hand you over to the general to deal with it. You will say you are a deserter! You should know how strict the general is in the military. What will happen if you can get rid of the corpse? Will five horses dismember themselves or beat them to death with sticks?"

"don't want!"

The soldier shook his head quickly: "Actually... the left vanguard attacked Lianyun Village at night, there should be no more than one hundred people... I was afraid of being scolded by the general and said that there were at least five hundred people. Everyone was asleep at that time, and there was no defense at all. When the Arrow Tower and the guards on the watchtower were asleep, they were cut off their throats. I happened to get up to go to the toilet and saw a black shadow flashing. I originally planned to call for people... But, those left vanguards had already entered the yard. If I shouted, I would be the first to die..."

"You coward!"

Cui Niuer couldn't help but curse, "Just because you were greedy for life and patted yourself to hide, all your more than 300 comrades were killed! What face do you have to come back? What face do you have to live!"

The soldier was silent for a while and looked up at Cui Niuer and said, "I have already decided. When I kill this time, I will rush to the first place. Kill a few enemies if I can kill. If I can't kill one, I will die. If I kill a few more, I will avenge my brothers. If I die in battle, I will have the face to meet them underground. If I don't die, I will also give myself a knife after the war."

Cui Niuer was stunned for a moment. He looked at the soldier and said, "This is a man. It's good that you can think of this. Since you survive, don't think about seeking death. Just kill more enemies to avenge your brothers!"

The soldier nodded vigorously: "I understand!"

Cui Niuer felt something stuck in her heart and felt uncomfortable.

"One hundred enemy soldiers dare to steal Yunzhai, which shows that your every move has been investigated clearly! The enemy knows that you are too lazy to patrol at night, so he dares to send troops to raid! Speaking of which... your brothers who died cannot be said to be unfair. If you keep on guard, can the enemy come up?!"

The soldier lowered his head and said, "It's been so long since the war started, and everyone can't fight..."

"well!"

Cui Niuer sighed heavily: "Let's have a better memory!"

"By the way, did you see enemy reinforcements when you went down the mountain?"

"No!"

The soldier shook his head: "I hid in the forest for a while before I dared to rush out. I didn't see anyone going immediately. They must have thought that everyone was killed, but they didn't expect anyone to escape. The enemy occupied Lianyun Village, and they thought that their minds were the same as us. The terrain was high there, and you could see every move in our camp with a thousand miles away!"

"It must be snatched back!"

Cui Niuer murmured and turned around and cursed: "Don't let me go quickly! It's hard to make you look like you! It seems like you are tied to your ankles. Why didn't you see you so wilted when you were eating, drinking and talking to women?"

The team accelerated again. Although the distance was not far, half of these soldiers were people who had not trained much, and a small half were county soldiers. Most of them were panting halfway through the way. In order to keep the soldiers physically fighting, Cui Niuer had to order to lower the speed again.

After walking like this for an hour, I finally arrived at the foot of Funiu Mountain.

The soldier pointed: "General, we haven't changed our flags, the enemy wants to get away with it."

"Um"

Cui Niuer thought for a while and ordered his deputy generals: "You will take a large group of people to find a secret place at the foot of the mountain. I will take a hundred people up there, and I will say that they were patrolling over to check. In order not to be exposed, the left vanguard may open the door when he saw that I was carrying few people. After we entered, we suddenly attacked and controlled the signal behind the village gate. You will immediately rush up. Have you heard it clearly?"

The soldier who reported the news quickly said, "Those enemy soldiers are very powerful, and the general only brings a hundred people too few!"

Cui Niuer waved his hand: "It's okay, if they bring too many, they won't dare to open the village gate. Remember, they will immediately rush up when they see the signal. The blood feud of more than 300 brothers will be avenged today, just like that!"

The deputy general responded and hid at the foot of the mountain with a large group of troops.

Cui Niuer took the soldiers who reported the news and his own soldiers up. When he arrived outside the gate of the village, he saw that the soldiers on the arrow tower and the wooden wall were indeed wearing their own clothes. If he looked carefully, he could see some people's clothes with blood. He told the gatekeeper that he was a patrol general and was ordered to inspect Lianyun Village and let the captain lead the troops come out and open the door.

Cui Niuer looked carefully and saw that the soldiers on the wooden wall were holding a hard bow in their hands and aiming at this side. From this point, we knew that they were indeed not his own. In the rebel team, even archers could not make a standard hard bow from the Great Sui Dynasty. The bow was too precious, and most of the archers in the camp used simple bamboo bows.

"Open the door!"

He shouted to the wooden wall, and waited for a while and the village door creaked and opened from the inside. A man in the costume of a lieutenant walked out with a smile on his face.

Just as the captain walked in front of him, Cui Niuer suddenly pulled out the knife: "Do it!"

With a puff, his movements were stiff in the air.

Cui Niuer's face changed and she subconsciously looked back. She saw that the knife in the hand of the soldier who reported the message had pierced into his waist and eyes. He looked at the soldier incredibly, his mouth opened but no word was posted. He felt that his eyes instantly turned white, and the knife in his hand fell to the ground with a sound.

The moment he fell down, a sentence echoed clearly in his mind.

Fate and fame are won immediately!

He thought of his parents' painful and entangled expression when they were leaving, the old lady who spat thick phlegm on his face, the rolling eyes of the villagers, and then the words Yin Poshan and he talked face to face.

"No matter what your identity is, are you still a soldier? As long as you are a soldier, you should know what you want to do, wear iron armor, and rush back and forth among the enemies. When you defeat all the enemies, you will no longer be a poor mud-legged person. You are the champion Hou that everyone admires, and your family is glorious because of you. You will become a legend and the pride of the entire Shandong Road."

This is so clear.

Cui Niuer's dream has appeared countless times. He was walking on the street with a tall horse wearing red color. The villagers cheered warmly and shouted his name. His old house was replaced by a large courtyard covering an area of ​​dozens of acres. The plaque with golden characters on the lintel was shining under the sun.

Cui Niuer has firmly believed that he is not an ordinary person anymore. He feels that his dream is being realized step by step. Now he is a fourth-rank general and a big man in the village who has not appeared for hundreds or thousands of years. He feels that he has the ability to create a noble family, just like Li Xiao, a general during the reign of Emperor Taizong of the Great Sui Dynasty, who has left his name in history.

I have been dreaming for so many years, getting closer step by step.

Kirmoon is broken, why is it so suddenly and so easy?

He couldn't figure it out, he felt that he shouldn't just die casually. He felt that he was the protagonist of life, and that he was the one who would eventually become the best. In his fantasy, he would get everything a soldier could finally get. There would be a daughter from a noble family who would become his wife, beauties and beauties, giving birth to children for himself.

Every time I fantasize, the woman's face is so beautiful.

He gradually closed his eyes and his strength quickly passed through his wound.

Is this a dream?

This is a dream!

Before Cui Niuer died, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. His last thought was... Then let's sleep for a while, just wake up from the dream, and everything will be fine.

...

...

The soldier who reported the news pulled out the knife and kicked Cui Niuer to the ground with one foot. Then he waved the knife to kill four or five rebel soldiers beside him who had no time to react. The rebels stood there in shock and did not react at all. The soldiers on the wooden wall let go of the bowstrings and the feather arrows accurately penetrated into the bodies of the rebel soldiers. These well-trained elite Shanzi Camp did not hesitate when they started.

The soldiers of Shanzi Camp who had been ambushed out of the forest, and the crossbows in their hands kept showing their power. One hundred rebels were slaughtered without any resistance, and their bodies were lying all over the ground.

Fang Jie walked out from behind the village gate and waved to Chen Xiaoru, who was dressed as a rebel, who reported the news. Chen Xiaoru nodded, then turned around and ran back.

Around Lianyun Village, at least 4,000 Huangyangdao County soldiers had been ambushed, waiting for the rebels to go up the mountain. Fang Jie looked at the corpses, but his face did not change at all.

"Big Dog, ride a horse and go down from the back mountain and do as I told you."

The big dog responded, jumped onto the war horse and went down from the back mountain. No one knew what Fang Jie had arranged for him to do.

"Go and tell Chen Duanshan and let him take his men to the back of the rebels!"

A personal soldier took the order and rode his horse down from the back mountain.

"Get ready."

Fang Jie raised his hand and shouted: "Let the rebels taste the taste of your feather arrows and horizontal swords!"

At the foot of the mountain, Chen Xiaoru ran back with a panic look on his face, and stammered to the rebel deputy general that Cui Niuer was seen through by the left vanguard, and he was fighting on the mountain and could not support him. The rebel deputy general had no time to think too much, and immediately made people sound the trumpet. More than 3,000 rebels knew that the time for the fight had finally come. Although they were afraid, they still held their weapons tightly and rushed up the mountain with the officers.

The rebel deputy general did not pay attention, and Chen Xiaoru lost his trace after reporting.

The rebels rushed upwards along the mountain road. Funiu Mountain was not too high and the hillside was slow, so they were not moving forward slowly. It was just because there was no training, and the formation was very scattered. The rebel's deputy general heard a shout of killing in front of him from afar. He was anxious and kept urging the soldiers to rush forward.

On the Lianyun Village, Fang Jie's personal soldiers collided with each other with knives and shouted, like a fragrant meat pie, luring the hungry rebels to run here.

No one would have thought that more than three thousand rebels had already crawled into a huge pocket.

From the beginning, the outcome was actually destined.

Today, I don’t know how many men who are like Cui Niuer who have the dream of a general die here. I don’t know how many people who are unwilling to fight or kill will die. Lianyun Village is a big pit dug by Fang Jie, waiting for them to jump into it.

What waved to them in front was not fame and fortune, but the bravery of Huang Yang Dao who hated them to the core.
Chapter completed!