Chapter 218                                                             

"Is this your mentor's plan?"

In Liangzhou City, Wei Zheng, who had just finished his official duties and was about to have some food, looked at Yuchi Baolin with shock.

“That’s right.”

The young Yuchi Baolin is also wearing a tiger-like appearance, with a burly figure, with tendons all over his arms and legs. The whole of a small Yuchi Jingde was wearing iron armor and holding a large iron gun in front of Wei Zheng, not humble or arrogant.

"Luo Yunsheng sent the cavalry behind to attack the Ashinoceros camp with Cui Xiong, and asked me to guard Liangzhou City and watch it on the wall?"

Wei Zheng asked in disbelief.

"The mentor has made sufficient preparations. Some people attacked head-on, some people responded from the rear, and some people attacked their old and weak," Yuchi Baolin continued: "But now Liangzhou is empty and there is no one in charge. This is the mentor's handwritten letter. It is certain that Wei Xiang will take charge of the overall situation, take charge of the central army, and consolidate Liangzhou."

Wei Zheng was used to the strong wind and rain. After a long time, he sighed and said, "Hey, I'm so anxious. When I was young, I was in the Eastern Palace. Didn't I often hear the saints fighting like this?"

"What do you know is not needed for me to prepare?

For example, reinforcements or something?”

Wei Zheng continued.

"My mentor said that Wei Xiang really doesn't need to prepare reinforcements, he just needs to prepare all the supplies he needs."

Yuchi Baolin continued: "It was Zhijing who came to explain to you, but he was worried that the partial master would make a mistake, so he sent me in the end. I don't know why I needed so much food and grass."

Yuchi Baolin said with a puzzled look on his face.

Wei Zheng stroked the long beard under his jaw, and after a long time, he looked dazed, "Can it be...oh, when this brat comes back, I must teach him a lesson for the saint. It's so nonsense, I haven't discussed such a big thing with me."

"Secretary Wei, can you take your leave?

From the mentor, I want to ride over to see if there is any chance to pick up the cheaper ones.”

Yuchi Baolin asked in a low voice.

"Fart! I want to leave at this time. Is your mentor lacking any waste?

Call Li Junxian to me!"

Wei Zheng scolded.

Yuchi Baolin said depressedly: "Prince Wei, I just went to look for that guy Li Junxian. This old man probably ran away. There was no one in the camp and the tea was frozen."

When Wei Zheng heard this, his eyes rolled and knew what was going on, he sighed, "I'm old, I'm old, you all bully me, the old man!"

Yuchi Baolin: “…”

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"Is it dawn?"

Yuwen Jun touched his painful head, shook his head and asked Yangmanu, "Go out and have a look. It's dawn. Let's go to the court to report to my father."

"Young leader, it shouldn't be dawn."

Yangmanu opened his eyes, poked his head out of the tent, looked out, and then pulled back, "It seems that one of our tents caught fire. Should I go to put out the fire?"

Yuwen Jun kicked the horse-raised man and scolded, "You are crazy! Why are you saving the fire? I have no chance to set fire yet. Once the fire is burned, the food and military tents are burned, and they are honest and don't want to rebel.

You still want to put out the fire and come back honestly and lie down."

The horse-slave touched the butt that was kicked so much that it hurt, and then lay down with a whisper.

Yuwen Jun touched his belly, which was gradually growing flesh, and looked at the direction of Chang'an with a longing look on his face, "My family, little boy, I miss you."

"No, no," the alertness of the horse-raising slaves was not as entrusted to Chang'an as Yuwen Jun, and he put his ear on the carpet and said anxiously: "There seems to be a sound of horse hooves outside, and many war horses are galloping, and our horses are shocked."

Upon hearing this, Yuwen Jun cut the camp with a dagger, looked out, and cursed anxiously and excitedly: "Bastard, what a horse is shocked? It's the Tang Dynasty's heavenly soldiers coming!"

As he said that, he took out two Tang flags from somewhere, wrapped them around him, and handed them over to the horse slave, cursing: "Dog slave, please make me more delicate, it will get dirty, and you will be killed."

The horse-raised slave followed him with a confused look on his face and wrapped himself in the Tang flag.

Yuwen Jun walked out of the camp and looked at the scene outside with an excited look on his face. He saw the extremely tall Tang army in his mind, holding a spear and shooting a tribal warrior who was trying to resist.

Then a group of Tang Dynasty soldiers took out pine oil torches and threw them directly into the tents.

Although Yu Wenjun felt relieved.

But the shock was indeed real. The Tang Dynasty's heavenly soldiers came too suddenly and too fiercely.

The rapid sound of horse hooves hits a person's heart like a drum beat.

How to fight against such heavenly soldiers?

Before I could think about it, I saw the knight opposite him rushing to his eyes. Yuwen Jun held a torch and shone himself out very clearly, "I am loyal to the Tang Dynasty, and I was forced to catch him."

The fluent Chinese language made the knight on the opposite side stunned.

When he saw clearly that the opposite side actually wrapped the Tang army flag around his body, he was immediately annoyed. He was also tangled with the Tang army flag, and he was about to shoot and kill him if he drew his bow and arrow.

The horse-super had quick eyes and quick hands, and he suddenly threw Yuwen Jun down.

Yuwen Jun struggled and cursed: "Dog slave! You are crazy! You are throwing me down! That is the Tianjun of the Tang Dynasty, we are saved."

The horse-raised man whispered: "Young leader, that's Cui Xiong. This guy is the most annoying to us aliens!"

Unexpectedly, Yu Wenjun didn't take it at all and cursed: "You are a foreigner, I am the Tang Dynasty recognized by Your Majesty! I am a citizen of the Tang Dynasty!"

It was the first time that Tang Jian saw such an alien, but he didn't know whether he should be killed.

A group of good children from Longyou behind him laughed and scolded: "How can they defeat my glorious Tiantang with such a lack of dignity?"

Just at this moment, another team of knights rushed over. The leader was wearing a white robe, holding a blood-stained horse spear, and half of it hung on it. I don’t know what internal organs were, whether it was Luo Yunsheng or who.

Yu Wenjun's eyes were terrifying, and he recognized Luo Yunsheng at a glance.

"Jingyang County, I am your diamond-level customer. My name is Yuwen Jun. I am a taxpayer in Chang'an! Please protect!"

As he said that, regardless of the flashing sword, he threw himself into Luo Yunsheng's horse, hugged Luo Yunsheng's horse's legs, and shouted loudly: "County, I will lead you. My father, after hearing the wizard's nonsense, I was crazy about gaining and losing. Save him, he wants to betray the Tang Dynasty."

The person in front of me is one of Luo Yunsheng's trump cards.

Through Luo Ji's information, he learned that this person had contacted him secretly many times and wanted to make things right.

Both his wife and daughter are in Chang'an.

The information from Dushui Supervisory also shows that this big customer is a big taxpayer and very much loved by the Tang Dynasty. He once fought against the Tang Dynasty several times because the barbarians of foreign countries spoke rude to the Tang Dynasty.

He even shouted, if it were His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, if there was a day when Long Yu returned to heaven, he would definitely seek an opportunity to be buried alive.

This is a loyal minister of the Tang Dynasty.

At that moment, Luo Yunsheng ordered his troops to give him a horse, pointed at the front, and shouted: "Lead the way!"

"Here!"

Yuwen Jun actually gave a standard Tang Dynasty military salute, turned over and shouted: "Calls, follow me to kill!"

Cui Xiong touched his head, full of disbelief, and said to Long Youzi beside him: "How about you shoot me, I feel like I'm dreaming, everything in front of me is fake, fake."

The Longyou Liang family beside Cui Xiong grinned, pointed to the thigh that was bleeding from his body and said, "Don't go, you're not dreaming, my knife hurts so much."

Another good son of Longyou also joked: "I will never believe in it anymore. I say that observing the wind makes people greedy for life and fear of death, but as a result, they lead the team to charge faster than us."

Although many of the good sons of Longyou were injured and even killed in battle, no one was afraid and seemed to be a bit shocked.

Cui Xiong's face was slightly red, and he was ridiculed by a group of young people. How could he not be ashamed?

But Cui Xiong is an old and shameless person after all, and shouted angrily, "Two and three sons, this matter is not a joke, let me kill it!"

On the battlefield, there is no need tolerate any carelessness.

As the fire spread, the fighting in the Ashna tribe became more and more intense.

Although many people were stabbed to death by Luo Yunsheng and others as soon as they left the camp, the ambush scheduled by Luo Yunsheng did not go out immediately, which made everyone feel a little worried.

Cui Xiong even thought in his heart whether this was a routine that inspired the soldiers by observing the Fengshu.

However, he couldn't think much about it before his eyes, because with the turmoil in the camp, the opponent's central and rear troops had already begun to react.

"Watch the wind!"

Cui Xiong threw out the spear in his hand, pierced a Turkic soldier wearing armor, and then shouted loudly: "Hold on, the fighter will be fleeting."

"Don't be in a hurry!"

Yuwen Jun had an idea and shouted loudly: "No, the Tang Dynasty soldiers are coming, run away!"

"The Tang Dynasty's Feng Guan Feng sent Luo Yunsheng to lead a large army to kill him!"

The horse-raising slave didn't know where he came. The master and servant rushed together and shouted, "The white-robed heavenly army of the Tang Dynasty is coming, run away!"

The Turkic soldiers who were killed by Cui Xiong snatched a mace from their hands, and the two Turkic soldiers were scattered with their backhand. Listening to the loud shouts of the two Turkic traitors, they felt a little proud.

"White-robed heavenly soldiers, why does it sound so comfortable!"

"Hey! It's so exciting to hit people."

The mace in his hand was thrown out, and a large flail was followed from the back, flying up and down, hitting countless people.

Luo Yunsheng initially planned to use the white robe, really for concealment.
To be continued...