Five thousand troops advanced overnight and walked through the dense forest path for three hours before they arrived at Niushan outside Linzi City in the near future. After ordering the army to rest and eat on the spot, Liu Bei and others found the most favorable hillside and observed Linzi City at the foot of the mountain.

The starry sky is clear and the world is quiet. Under the starlight, the huge Linzi City is solemn and majestic.

Linzi City has a long history and rich heritage, and is the former capital of Qi. It is a vast territory, rich in resources and dense population, and is a rare big city. Under the stars, Linzi City is more than ten feet high and dozens of miles in a radius. The surging Zi River is like a black jade belt that circulates from the east of the city. Linzi City even brings the water of the Zi River around the city, forming a wide moat.

The Yellow Turban Army's camp is located on the Zi River, with a continuous tent, covering an area of ​​more than tens of miles, and the whole is a huge rectangular camp. The dark shadows are everywhere under the stars, and the depth of the camp cannot be seen clearly. It seems that the 100,000 people mentioned in the article of the prefect of Qingzhou Gong Jingdi is not a false statement.

With the torches around the camp, you can see an arrow tower standing on all four corners. Under the arrow tower is a simple wooden fence, and the rough camp gate is filled with horses. You can see a team of patrol thieves, who are extremely responsible and patrolling.

Liu Bei and others looked from a distance, all of whom were solemn. Although the night was dark and they could not see clearly, the camp was heavily guarded and the military was cleansed, which was definitely not an ordinary mob.

Liu Bei and the generals discussed it and decided to start the attack for an hour. Although the sky was already flooding at that time, the soldiers had to eat, rest and accumulate energy after traveling for dozens of miles before they could continue to fight. Otherwise, if they did not have physical strength in combat, they would have to wait for death if they had no physical strength. Not to mention fighting bravely.

At about the time of the Shen Shi, with the cool west wind, a layer of ink clouds was covered with dense layers of dawn in the eastern sky, and only a deep and unfathomable night was left between the heaven and the earth.

Liu Bei was overjoyed and said, "God really helped me." Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, Zou Jing and others also showed joy. In this dark night, the enemy was suddenly attacked and had no idea how many enemies came from, so they would inevitably be in chaos. It was really beneficial to our side.

At this moment, people were filled with people and horses picked bells. The army slowly descended. On the quiet mountains, there were only rustling footsteps. The army slowly set up its formation and prepared to charge.

Among them, Liu Bei and Zou Jing led 3,000 people as vanguards, pointing straight to the middle road. Zhang Fei and Guan Yu each led 1,000 people and attacked left and right. Gao Yuan led 200 dead soldiers to sneak into the enemy camp in advance, sweep the posts and arrow towers, and open the way for the army to advance.

Gao Yuan's black-clothed black armor was like a ghost in the dark night. The silent people flew to the arrow tower at the entrance of the camp. There were three people on the arrow tower, two of whom were sleeping soundly. There was only one Yellow Turban Army, who tried hard to look around with his eyes open, and a copper whistle as thick as a thumb was slung around his neck.

When the man turned around, he saw Gao Yuan and his whole body suddenly became stiff, but he quickly woke up, drew his sword with one hand and took the copper whistle with the other. Gao Yuan reached out and grabbed his throat, and with a little force, he crushed his throat.

Although this person's reaction was also very fast, he had no chance under Gao Yuan. He gently pointed his feet at the hearts of the two sleeping Yellow Turban Army, and his powerful force immediately shattered their hearts into a ball of rotten flesh.

After climbing up another arrow tower, he was able to deal with the sentries inside. After clearing the two arrow towers, there were only two teams of sentries at the door. Although these people were sleepy, there were as many as twenty.

When the sentries saw Gao Yuan walking slowly from the camp, they didn't care. It was not until Gao Yuan walked closer and with the help of the torch that the sentries realized that something was wrong. However, although the man was in black clothes and black armor, he was calm and calm, and his steps were not fast or slow, which made the sentries hesitate, thinking that this person might be the commander's guest or something.

A Shi Chang asked loudly, "Command?" Then, the Shi Chang saw the man a few feet away and seemed to smile faintly. Although he was laughing, the smile was indescribable and cold.

When Shi Changzheng felt something was wrong and wanted to warn loudly, Gao Yuan had already pulled out the dragon scale knife, turned into a strong wind, and the dragon scale knife in his hand was slightly raised, and the man's scream was cut into two pieces along with his neck.

Gao Yuan's ferocity shocked the sentries and couldn't help but stayed up for a moment. In just this time, Gao Yuan's sword light shone out, like a cold light of a pair of training swept across. Four people were immediately cut into two pieces.

The remaining people suddenly realized that two sentries picked up the copper whistle hanging around their necks at the same time and wanted to blow the whistle and call the police. Gao Yuan walked with the knife, and saw the sword light like a trained sword, which turned into a stream of electricity, and instantly wandered around like a snake. As soon as the current stopped, Gao Yuan's figure appeared.

All the sentries behind Gao Yuan were stunned in their original place, puff puff puff puff puff, and each sentry burst into several pieces. Blood, internal organs, and residual limbs flew everywhere, and in front of the tent, the Shura blood field suddenly became.

Ten crossbow archers were hiding in the dark waiting for an opportunity to respond, but when they saw such a cruel and bloody scene, everyone was immediately dissatisfied. They were originally soldiers of Le'an County, and they were extremely dissatisfied with obeying the command of an outsider. Only then did they realize that the name of Shura was not false.

Gao Yuan sighed softly in his heart. This fast electric slash was originally a secret technique in the Thunder Sword. If he had not borrowed the power to control the electric slash, he would not have been able to use it at all. Now, the result was just a bad result. Killing these miscellaneous soldiers was quite easy, but this slash was only in shape, but it was difficult to truly retract and release it freely. The true power in his body could not be controlled at will, so these people died so tragically. In fact, the sword technique lacked fundamental control.

Twenty sentries killed in a moment, and no one could give an alarm. Gao Yuan led 200 dead soldiers and successfully accepted the camp gate. After seeing Gao Yuan play a successful secret code, Liu Bei was happy and successfully grabbed the gate, which added another three-point chance of winning.

The five thousand army stopped hiding their whereabouts and began to advance neatly. The neat footsteps quickly aroused the alert of some people. However, the army without obstacles had already entered the camp at this time and advanced in three directions. Although the Yellow Turban Thieves' Army woke up in a panic, they were not well-dressed and could not organize effective resistance at all.

Some Yellow Turban Army often gets killed by swords as soon as they open their eyes. The dark night has become the best protection. The Yellow Turban Army has no idea what happened, nor how many enemies have come. With the sound of killing, most people are devastated and have no courage to resist. This panic is spreading rapidly.

The front half of the camp, which covers an area of ​​dozens of miles, has become completely chaotic.

The central tent of the Yellow Turban Army was already brightly lit at this time. Zhang Liang, the commander of the 100,000 Yellow Turban Army, had already put on golden armor. His gray eyebrows went straight into his temples, his eyes were cold and his face was as deep as water. He was extremely annoyed and puzzled by the sudden appearance of the stolen camp.

Qingzhou Prefect Gong Jing was already killed by him, and he didn't dare to attack rashly without giving him ten courage. Moreover, he had other internal support in the city, so he would never know this kind of military situation. However, this army of stolen camps was not only elite, but also had a large number. Where did such an army emerge? Could it be that the reinforcements sent by Le'an County were just too busy to take care of themselves and they had no ability to rescue Linzi?

Zhang Liang thought about the trick, so he simply stopped thinking about their origin. Zhang Liang ordered the guards to beat the drums and ordered all departments to strictly guard the base camp and not to act rashly. In the dark, those who act rashly will be killed without mercy. Zhang Liang is well-versed in military tactics, and his army is well-trained, especially the commanders of each department, who come from his disciples. Zhang Liang has absolute control in this army.

The central army's low drum sounds also responded to the various units. Slowly, the drum sounds were unified. In the camp for dozens of miles, the uniform drum sounds even suppressed the sound of shouting and killing.

Zhang Liang sneered, I was in charge of the Central Army camp, and I saw how capable you those who steal the camp could be. He immediately ordered: "Send the order, and all the troops will raise fires as aware and gather at the Central Army."
Chapter completed!