After a short rest, the army set out. Because the enemy situation was unclear, the brigade was moving slowly.

Jiang Anyi changed to a mount and felt that the army was too slow. After being injured, Jiang Anyi felt depressed. He fought with the Golden Wolf Cavalry for a while today, but he felt that he had not yet had enough fun, so he simply said to Zhao Wei beside him: "Brother Zhao, this is too slow to walk, so I simply went to explore the military information first and came back before Xu Zheng."

Zhao Wei is half a martial arts man. He heard that Jiang Anyi fought with Fengleimen in Beijing to defeat Hua Shengwei. More than ten masters in Jiangzhou were killed by him. It can be seen that Jiang Anyi's martial arts skills are extremely high. Although they went to find out the news, they were very capable. He immediately agreed happily: "Okay, remember the time, bring two horses and food to prevent accidents."

Jiang Anyi, three riders left the brigade. Seeing his master leaving, Mucharn roared and broke away from Huang Zhu's hand, trotted and chased after him. After approaching Jiang Anyi, he leaned over and sniffed at Jiang Anyi. Jiang Anyi patted Mucharn's head lovingly and said gently: "If you want to go with me, then come."

After running for sixty miles in one go, Jiang Anyi chose a high slope to rest. The sun began to set in the west, Jiang Anyi looked at the north, and the vast green flies were stained between the sky and the earth. The traces of the desert riding were like a winding snake swimming in the distance, and the grass revealed dead horses from it. Jiang Anyi knew that the desert people were tired and should camp in a land with water not far ahead.

Remove the soybeans from the horse's back and feed the horses. Charcoal rudely squeezed away other horses and licked the soybeans in Jiang Anyi's palm. Jiang Anyi combed the charcoal's mane. This brother who couldn't speak had been with him for longer than his family and had long been closer than his relatives.

After feeding the horses, Jiang Anyi sat on the ground and ate the beef jerky. The grassland was covered with clouds in the setting sun. The grass shone with golden brilliance, rising and falling in the breeze, quiet and peaceful. When smelling the fragrance of the grass, Jiang Anyi felt so peaceful. The charcoal no longer sniffed, and the whole world became quiet. Jiang Anyi quietly looked at the beautiful scenery in front of him until the night painted the people and horses into black silhouettes.

After walking for more than twenty miles, Jiang Anyi saw a continuous stream of fire. The place where the Golden Wolf Cavalry camped arrived. He quickly recalled the sand table in his mind. Jiang Anyi quickly determined the location and walked around the camp far away. Jiang Anyi returned from the horse and walked forty miles. After walking forty miles, he met a large group of people led by Zhao Wei. The members of the Military Intelligence Department had already sent the information.

The Golden Wolf Cavalry's reconnaissance cavalry was released for twenty miles. Jiang Anyi saw it several times during his reconnaissance. He was not discovered by his flexible skills and night cover. It is impossible for these more than 20,000 troops to approach quietly. The desert people grew up on the grassland and were very sensitive to the sound of horse hooves. They could tell the number of horses from the vibration of the earth. The army could discover it five miles away.

The army was resting twenty miles away. Zhao Wei summoned the generals of the army and Jiang Anyi to discuss plans for attacking the camp. Jiang Anyi talked about the situation he had detected. The Golden Wolf Cavalry was stationed scatteredly within a radius of ten miles, and there was no camp. The mutian was surrounded by a bonfire, and the horses were not far away, so they could fight at any time. Jiang Anyi heard the singing and laughter, and the morale of the desert people was good.

Zhao Wei wiped his beard and pondered for a moment: "This group of wolf cubs is not easy to deal with. They must be wary of our attack. Our troops are only 20,000. It is really impossible to defeat the two thousand heavy cavalry alone. You have to think of a way."

"General, you can use the strategy of exhausted soldiers to divide 20,000 people into groups, and then pretend to attack the camp every once in a while, harass the Mo army, and exhaust them. When the attack is launched at dawn, you can win more than the more." A clever ghost said first.

Zhao Wei shook his head and said, "If this method is used, the Mo people can hear the sound of horse hooves. If you use the corresponding people, you will still rest. There are many Mo people. I am afraid that if we are exhausted at that time, it will be inappropriate for us."

Someone was inspired and said with a smile: "Then you might as well divide the people into arrays and scatter them everywhere, and you don't have to pretend to be a camp, just blow the trumpet and disturb them, so that the desert people dare not fall asleep peacefully."

"It is feasible to disturb the enemy by the horn, but it must be combined with the fake attack camp to be effective." Zhao Wei said: "The enemy is strong and I am weak. It is best to attract a desert cavalry to chase him. It is best to eat it at night."

Everyone was thinking of ways, some said, "Burn more bonfires and bluff", and some said, "Send heavy cavalry to attack, and then rush for a while." Seeing Jiang Anyi pondering, Zhao Wei asked, "Brother Jiang, what are you good ways?"

Jiang Anyi said: "If the Golden Wolf Army can escape from the encirclement of our army, the generals who lead the team must have experienced many battles. It should not be difficult to see through the strategies that everyone is talking about."

Zhao Wei frowned and said, "The leader of the Golden Wolf Army is Enhan, who is a powerful guy. The general has fought with him before, and they have won and lost each other. Brother Jiang said it well. We can't hide the abilities of our little tricks. If he sees through the reality of our army, I'm afraid they will be taken advantage of." Everyone calmed down, and Zhao Wei said in a deep voice: "Brother Jiang, what do you think you should do?"

This pursuit was carried out by Jiang Anyi's strong advocacy. When encountering difficulties, Jiang Anyi could not retreat. After thinking about it, Jiang Anyi said: "Before coming, the general told me that he could only attack sneak attacks and not fight head-on. If the strategy of fatigue is adopted, it is equivalent to telling the Golden Wolf Army that we will arrive."

Jiang Anyi looked at the dark sky and said, "The dark moon and high winds are a good time to attack the camp. Jiang thought that it was better to enter the Mo people's garrison than to bluff. The Mo people rushed to fight without any precautions, not knowing the facts of our army, but the army had no intention of fighting, and might defeat it."

Zhao Wei waved his body and shouted, "Okay, just attack the camp."

"Since Enhan is a long-time general, he should send people to patrol. The south should be the focus of their defense. Tonight there is an east wind, so we will bring the troops to the west." Zhao Wei said: "Now it is the first time in Zishi. The army launched an attack at the end of Zishi. Two thousand heavy cavalry were used as blades, and the others then rushed to the camp."

Jiang Anyi thought for a while and said, "There are two thousand people left to attack the south to confuse the audio-visual of the desert people. I sneak in first and act according to the opportunity."

In August, the grass was growing to the waist, and Jiang Anyi quietly approached the Desert site. The bonfire was dim. I listened quietly to the sound of insects in the vicinity and snoring in the distance. Occasionally, a low shout was the Desert patrol. The soul soared into the air, and the movement within ten feet was clear in my chest. There was a hidden whistle lurking in the depression eight feet away. Jiang Anyi did not go directly, but approached from the side. The secret whistle was shocked to hear someone approaching about a stairs. Just as he was about to scream and warn, a strong wind pressed the words in his throat back, and his chest was hit by a huge rock. A heat penetrated his heart like an arrow, and he fell into endless darkness.

A team of patrol riding by not far ahead. Jiang Anyi rushed out of the grass and changed into the moqi costume before coming. After entering the garrison, he became safe. The man from the moqi lies in the grass. After fighting for a day, he already snored like thunder. Jiang Anyi used the faint light of the stars to distinguish the flag. He wanted to find the Golden Wolf Flag to see if he could kill Enhan. Enhan died without a leader, and these moqi sneered themselves.

"Who?" A shout sounded not far away. Jiang Anyi secretly called out, but he didn't notice the secret whistle on the slope. He responded with a disgusting voice, "Pitting" and the sound stopped. Jiang Anyi secretly thought it was so dangerous, pretending to fall to the ground and sleep after peeing. Jiang Anyi felt that his eyes disappeared when he noticed.

Lying on the ground and looking around, I guess there was still a quarter of an hour left. Jiang Anyi was secretly anxious. It was useless to sneak into the Mo Ren station. Otherwise, he would kill the Mo soldiers around him. He could not come empty-handedly.

The sound of horse hooves sounded, and the light of torches swayed, and the team of the Moren patrol came again. The Moren pavilion slept at times, but the road to the patrol was empty. Jiang Anyi narrowed his eyes and observed the patrol coming. The armor was bright in the torches, and the costumes looked like the Golden Wolf Cavalry fighting in the sun.

Without any effort, Jiang Anyi suppressed his excitement and took advantage of the torch light and his eyes fell on the Mo Qi in the middle. He did not know Enhan, but recognized Fu Ying beside Enhan. Fu Ying was talking to the man with a respectful look on his face. Jiang Anyi remembered Fu Ying once said that he was the leader of the Golden Wolf Rider. As the venerable of the Sadu Sect, he had a high status. Besides the leader of the Golden Wolf Rider, who deserved Fu Ying so respectfully.

Fu Ying's voice passed by. Jiang Anyi pressed the ground with his palms, jumped up suddenly, and his legs danced like a whirlwind, kicking the golden wolf rider in front of him off the horse. Fu Ying reacted quickly and jumped up from the horse's back and rushed towards Jiang Anyi. Jiang Anyi had no time to fight with him. He put his toes on the horse's back and rushed towards Fu Ying. With the light of the torch, Fu Ying recognized Jiang Anyi and felt dark. Enhan was behind him. Fu Ying did not dare to dodge and attacked Jiang Anyi with all his strength.

"Boom!" The energy was flowing and the torches nearby were blown out by the strong wind. Fu Ying choked out a mouthful of blood and fell to the side. Jiang Anyi's pounce was blocked and his body had to fall to the back of the horse. Enhan and the golden wolf cavalry woke up from their shock. Enhan pulled out a scimitar and jumped out of their horses and slashed at Jiang Anyi without any fear.

The strong wind was like a thorn, and the friction with the messy strong energy caused a strange roar, which was even better than the Fuying's move. On the side, five or six scimitars broke through the air and covered Jiang Anyi. With his toes in place, Jiang Anyi rose into the air again, leaving the range covered by the scimitar, and pressed down with both fists. The strong wind was like a hammer, hitting the scimitar.

"Peng!" Several scimitars came out of their hands, and the Golden Wolf Rider holding the knife was as if they were electric shocked and fell from the horse. Enhan groaned muffled, and lifted the scimitar in his hand and poked Jiang Anyi's foot. Jiang Anyi snorted coldly, and Mingyu's true energy wrapped around his toes and stepped hard towards the tip of the knife. The right toe was not stepped firmly, and Mingyu's true energy sank the tip of the knife from the air.

Enhan then pulled down the knife, leaving Jiang Anyi without any effort. However, Jiang Anyi's feet seemed to be sticky. As the knife fell, his left foot kicked at his face at the same time. Enhan stepped on the stirrup and raised his left fist to meet the kicking foot.

The sound of "pang" came again, and Enhan's body was pressed back to the saddle. The horse's legs sank and almost fell to the ground. His chest was stuffy and he wanted to vomit. The most fatal thing was that a scorching gushed in the meridians, and his body felt like a knife cut.
Chapter completed!