Fast time travel: The villain male god keeps flirting

Chapter 390 "I have special pet training skills (29)"

Zhou Meng's original plan was to lead the surprise soldiers into five groups in the early hours of the morning, and carry out sneak attacks on the rebel barracks from two directions, and then lead them into an extremely narrow valley outside Qingyang to ambush the good soldiers in advance. Then the defense is empty, and the remaining large troops can take advantage of the vacancy and take down the coach in one fell swoop.

Zhu Song and others deployed overnight for this plan, not only laying an ambush in the valley first, but also preparing to vacate the camp, so as to prevent the imperial army from gaining anything when they invaded the barracks.

On the second day, under the drill of Zhu Song and other generals, the morale of the entire army was high and the spirit was high, striving to win military merits by shedding blood and sweat for the establishment of the new dynasty.

In the middle of the night, everyone tightened the strings in their hearts, especially the soldiers who were ambushing in the dense grass in the valley, who were bitten by mosquitoes but did not dare to raise their hands to tickle them, and the traitors who hid in the trees and hid. Soldiers, the same feeling is extremely uncomfortable.

The time for General Zhenbei's attack is getting closer and closer. The heartstrings of all the ambushing people are extremely tense, and the beating of the heart in the chest can be heard clearly. Appeared, they dealt a head-on blow.

Dark clouds covered the moon, and everyone felt that it was dark in front of them, and they couldn't see clearly.

Arrange the organs in the camp and pour kerosene on the ground, and wait for the troops of the Peking University to come here. Zhu Song stayed in the small tent not far from the camp, holding a teacup in his hand, and staring at the nearby camp. In a dark camp.

"Marshal, don't worry, the imperial army will definitely come." Goatee was full of confidence.

Only now did Zhu Song take a sip of tea, but the tea that was supposed to be warm was already terribly cold.

The time for General Zhenbei's sneak attack has come.

Tick-tock-tick, it rained lightly, and the stones on the top of the hillside on both sides of the valley quietly loosened a little. The soldiers ambushing in the middle of the hillside did not dare to move due to the rain, and they could only stay motionless without orders.

"It's raining." Zhu Song walked to the entrance of the tent, his eyes gradually darkened.

The goatee military master didn't expect that the sky was so unbecoming that it began to rain lightly. He could only pray that the light raindrops would not turn into torrential rain...

In fact, I didn’t want to come, but I wanted to come. After a while, it rained heavily, and all the soldiers outside the tent were drenched...

Zhu Song was extremely irritable, frowned at the thick black clouds, and simply gave an order, "Retreat the troops, and the soldiers from the Peking University Camp will not come."

The goatee didn't dare to look at the marshal's face, and retreated embarrassingly.

The heavy rain came suddenly, and the soldiers ambushing on the hillsides on both sides of the valley could only close their eyes. The heavy rain blocked their sight and hearing. Get out of the way!"

"Ah—" Because of the heavy rain, they couldn't hear clearly at all.

Some people couldn't dodge in time, they could only stand in a daze when they were hit by a boulder...

Even, I didn't even have time to scream...

When the drenched troops returned to the camp dejectedly, they had to continue to make tents in the rain, because all the previous ones had been turned into traps and could not be used anymore. They were exhausted, training, ambush, and rain Yes, almost everyone lay down on the big bunk and fell asleep before taking off their wet clothes after finishing the tent...

So, on the second day, the temperature dropped sharply, and most of the soldiers caught wind and cold...

To make matters worse, for several days in a row, the air became colder and colder. The cold wind seemed to consciously penetrate directly into the bones of the person, making people shiver with the cold. On the fourth afternoon, there were actually snowflakes in the sky.

No one appreciates the snow-covered beauty. In the rebel camp, almost everywhere you can see sick soldiers suffering from the wind or lying on their backs or lying on their backs. Snowflake is helpless...

"The rebels obey the order, surrender and don't kill. As long as you surrender, you will have thick clothes to wear, fragrant chicken soup to drink, and the medicine you need most to treat typhoid fever!" Suddenly, there was a loud roar outside the camp, and they were stunned. The wounded and sick soldiers were startled in a daze.

"The rebels obey the order, surrender but not kill. As long as they surrender, they will have thick clothes to wear, fragrant chicken soup to drink, and the medicine for typhoid fever that you most need!" The second time, someone's eyes flickered, obviously Moved.

"The rebels obey the order, surrender but not kill. As long as they surrender, they will have thick clothes to wear, delicious chicken soup to drink, and the medicine for typhoid fever that you most need!" The third time, a bold soldier ran away secretly After going out, I saw the soldiers in the Peking University Camp wearing thick cotton-padded clothes and boiling a big pot of chicken soup...

"I, I surrender..."

Immediately afterwards, more and more soldiers ran to the entrance of the camp and saw the cauldron exuding a strong aroma, "I surrender too!"

"I surrender too, can I have chicken soup?"

"can."

Hearing that you can drink chicken soup and get cotton-padded clothes, almost half of the soldiers sneaked out while the marshal was discussing important matters with the generals.

If the spirit breaks down, the army will collapse.

"Marshal—" As soon as Zhu Song opened the big tent, the commander stood at the entrance of the tent with shame on his face, "I, we—" He was angry and anxious, stuttering and unable to speak.

Goatee asked, "What's the matter?"

The commander made up his mind and summoned up his courage and said, "Marshal, don't be angry... we, most of the soldiers in our barracks have surrendered to the imperial army in the Peking Camp..."

"What?" Zhu Song couldn't believe it, "Are you crazy?"

The commander-in-chief wiped his face, "This subordinate is not crazy, it's true, the soldiers of the Peking University Camp are at the door, buying people's hearts with cotton-padded quilts, chicken soup and medicines, so..."

"So, they surrendered because of this?" Zhu Song's eyes were deep, and his expression was ready for a storm.

"Yes." The commander did not dare to look up at Zhu Song's expression.

"Trash, traitor!" Zhu Song was furious, and the thunderous anger made him lose his mind for a moment. He directly drew the sword of the general next to him, and killed the commander who came to report the letter with one blow.

He started his lightness kung fu, and with a flick of his body, he arrived at the gate of the camp in a blink of an eye.

Seeing the scene in front of him of "come to surrender happily", he smiled instead of anger, and raised his sword to kill the white-clothed scholar standing in the center of the generals. According to intelligence, it was this person who made his soldiers come so boldly. Surrender, he's going to kill him!

"Kill!" Zhou Meng led five thousand elite soldiers seemingly descending from the sky, with a chilling face, and with a wave of his hand, the energetic elite soldiers rushed into the rebel base camp, meeting and killing demons.

She blocked Zhu Song's attack with a Xuanbing sword, tilted her head and smiled, "Zhu Song, your opponent is me."

Zhu Song was shocked, "Are you not dead?"

Zhou Meng didn't talk nonsense, and flew away directly, with sharp sword moves and stern eyes.

(End of this chapter)