The return of the king of Douluo Continent

Tang San followed Feng Qing. He had never been good at playing with words, but he was inexplicably used to seeing the high-spirited expressions of the soldiers in the audience.

The morale of the soldiers was high, and their shouts were loud. However, things went against their expectations, and the first battle with the foreign tribe did not return in triumph as everyone expected.

Feng Qing and the soldiers made the first plan to defeat the enemy last night.

Feng Qing sat in the big tent of the army. He first divided the 600,000 soldiers into three pairs. One team followed Feng Qing to guard the big tent. One pair was divided into two, and they were divided into left and right vanguards. The left vanguard used Gong Hao's The men on the left and right were competent, and the right vanguard followed Tang San to ambush in the dense woods around the battlefield. The last pair, along with Yu Ling, Gong Hao, who had just been promoted to deputy general, and right deputy general Fang Sui, were in front of the formation to deal with the enemy, waiting for the enemy to enter the ambush. When circling, delay the enemy, waiting for Tang San and the surprise troops on the left and right of the left vanguard to attack.

One of the Thirty-Six Strategies, Soldiers are also tricks.

The clothing, food, and utensils of the barbarians in the wilderness are not as fine as those of the Han people, and they are more sincere in their employment. Therefore, since ancient times, there have been Han people who have nowhere to turn to, and they are better than the Han people, and among them, there are many outstanding ones.

Tang San led the right vanguard to ambush in a mountain forest with many thorns. There were many birds and beasts here. Tang San asked the soldiers to break many branches and branches, and divided all the branches into three or four bundles. Put them together to make simple crowns.

He also asked everyone to put their crowns on their heads. The trees in this season are extremely lush, and the branches are tender and green. Four or five twigs are wrapped around the crowns. I don’t know what kind of tree branches the soldiers picked. The twigs look unusually wide. , three or four flowers are enough to cover the head of a fifteen or sixteen year old boy.

The soldiers camouflaged under the bushes and crowns quietly knelt down in the grass. The green weeds half a man tall were swaying gently in the breeze. Occasionally, a little rabbit would run out of the woods. Or a cute and ignorant deer.

If in normal times, it is rare to see so much meat that can be easily put into the bag by itself, the young and energetic soldiers will definitely pounce on it without hesitation.

However, in today's days when even taking a breath seems to make people extremely nervous, these usually careless young people have completely lost their playful and playful appearance at this time.

Everyone's breathing was slightly rapid, listening to the unknown birds chirping in the forest, and even the chirping of insects on the cypress trees nearby, all set off an indescribable solemnity.

Hidden in the woods, deep in Tang San's mind, facing this seemingly normal picture of birds singing in a quiet mountain forest, an abnormal emotion emerged in his heart.

The vanguards set off at 3:30 a.m. and rushed to their respective predetermined ambush circles. The three places had already agreed that after the two armies started fighting, they would immediately burn the smoke on the east and west high platforms to signal that the left and right vanguard armies would start attacking.

However, Tang San had already sent spies to go through the woods alone, and went around behind the city wall to check the signal. As the spies hurriedly walked through the woods, he touched the sweat beads on his forehead with sweat, and said in a rather impatient tone, "Report to the general, the war is not over yet." rise."

Tang San opened up a bunch of wild grass, got up and sneaked into a century-old pine and cypress. He looked around warily for a moment, stretched out his hand to tighten the belt around his waist, rubbed his palms vigorously, and spit water into the palms of his hands. Arching his body and tiptoeing, Tang San climbed to the top of the big tree in three or four strokes with a very flexible figure, like a macaque that shuttles through the woods and streams all year round.

A hundred-year-old tree with a canopy-like crown. Tang San stepped on the thick branches and climbed up to a branch near the top. He carefully opened a corner of the green crown, stretched out half of his head, and stared with wide eyes. Narrowing his eyes slightly, he put his hand on his eyebrow and looked carefully at the scene in the east-west direction.

I saw the faint sound of fighting in the distance. Except for the smoke, the sky above the scene in the distance was still white clouds and the blue sky was leisurely and comfortable. However, for a few hours, the dust raised by the galloping horses was mixed in. The stone blocks of the city wall torn apart by the crossbow arrows fired by the giant crossbow fell on the ground, and the dust stirred up, wrapping the entire battlefield in a giant gray sphere.

Seeing that the battlefield was already full of fighting, it was obvious that the war had been going on for a long time, but why didn't he see the smoke igniting and notify him to go to support?

Tang San felt a little uneasy in his heart. This battle didn't seem to go in the direction planned by everyone. He stayed on the tree for a moment, then immediately fell down the pine tree with three strokes, and quickly rushed to the grass where they were ambushed earlier.

Not sure if something unusual had happened ahead, let alone rushing to the main battlefield without permission, Tang San was anxious and frowning tightly. The myriad of emotions in his eyes undoubtedly revealed Tang San's worry about the front.

After a while, Tang San couldn't hold it any longer, and asked the herald to summon the spies, with a solemn tone, "Hurry to the Chinese army's tent and ask Lord Feng if we need to go immediately to assist General Xu Xi. If Banzhu Xiang Nei, if you fail to return, I will go there immediately."

After receiving the order, the spy quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.

Things seemed to be getting out of control step by step as time passed.

Everyone stayed quietly in the grass, the uneasiness in their hearts spreading to their limbs all the time, and the temperature in the air gradually froze over time.

The time for half a stick of incense finally slipped away. During this period, the spy no longer appeared in everyone's sight. Tang San's heart trembled. He couldn't delay any longer at this time. He listened again and heard the sound of fighting and iron horses in the distance. Fading away in a daze.

The soldiers of the right vanguard army were also muttering in their hearts, wondering if there was something abnormal in the front, otherwise they would have been fighting to defeat the enemy on the battlefield.

Suspense loomed between Tang San's brows, he held the bloodthirsty knife tightly in his right hand, green veins appeared on the back of his hand, and his whole body seemed to instantly transform into the killing god Bai Qi, and his whole body was shrouded in the icy cold air.

Everyone saw the instant changes at this moment without any panic or fear. This was because they licked blood from the edge of the knife and were used to fighting the Lord of Hell on the edge of life and death. On the battlefield, life and death were at a moment's notice.

Tang San turned to face the people behind him and waved his right arm forcefully. The soldiers who had been hiding in the grass all stood up and followed Tang San out of the woods in a well-trained manner.

The mountain forest trail was overgrown with thorns, and the uneven mountain road spread all the way to the flat mountainous area not far away. Tang San moved forward quickly, facing the soldiers behind him, waving his arms constantly, or doing a few things. A simple and clear gesture, passed to everyone to indicate the next action.

When everyone hurried to the main battlefield, they looked at the chaos ahead and were dumbfounded for a moment.

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