Pirates: Be the Master from the East China Sea

Zhao Yun said: "I have asked the sergeants in the army who are familiar with the situation. Although the remaining Aai tribe is of average strength among the six tribes of Baiyue, and the number of young and middle-aged people cannot match our army, they are defending according to the danger, and we led They are all newcomers, so if we attack them head-on, we will probably suffer heavy losses."

Ye Yuan smiled and said: "So I have already thought of a plan to prevent them from guarding the village gate, but this plan is extremely dangerous and requires a fierce general to do it."

Fan Kuai said quickly: "I'm going!"

Ye Yuan smiled and said: "The person who implements this plan needs to learn at least two sentences of Baiyue dialect. Fan Kuai, do you think you can do it?"

Fan Kuai was stunned for a moment and said: "Then let Zhao Yun go."

Hearing his answer, everyone couldn't help but smile.

Ye Yuan looked sideways at Zhao Yun and said with a smile: "General Zhao, do you dare to take on this important task?"

Zhao Yun quickly clasped his fists: "I will never regret it even if I die!"

His words fell to the ground, and every word was as hard as a steel nail.

He is often serious.

Serious expression, serious loyalty.

Unparalleled loyalty in the world.

Yuaishan, in front of the village gate.

Several young warriors were patrolling on the wall of the village, holding weapons tightly in their hands. The aura of approaching killing made them nervous. There were several old soldiers standing at the entrance of the village, leisurely walking at the moment. Chatting with half-closed eyes, like a dormant cheetah.

And a vague figure appeared in the distance, staggering towards the village gate: "Quickly report... Yue Barbarian has already..."

The old soldiers couldn't help but be startled. They didn't expect the Vietnamese army to arrive so quickly. One of the leaders quickly pointed an arrow at the messenger and said coldly: "Don't move forward yet. Tell your name. I'll check it. Then You go into the village again and report this time properly..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the messenger had fallen to the ground.

The messenger's clothes were already stained with blood, and there was an arrow stuck in his right chest. His expression was already weak, and he panted: "Quickly notify the alert...the number of enemy troops is greater than expected..."

Before he finished speaking, he fainted and fell to the ground.

The old warriors guarding the gate couldn't help but look at each other, and then the leader waved his hand and said: "Hurry up and help him in. I will report to the acting clan leader now."

The two old soldiers quickly went to support the messenger and led him all the way to the village gate.

The messenger regained a little consciousness and pressed the feather arrow on his chest with one hand. At the same time, he stopped the leader and said intermittently: "Actually, there is another very important thing..."

The leader had no choice but to turn around and ask, "Is there anything else?"

The messenger grinned, suddenly pulled out the feather arrow from his chest, and pierced the throat of the old warrior on the left with a flip of his hand. Then he smoothly took the spear from the opponent's hand, and pierced the waist of the old warrior on the right with a backhand. Then he looked at the shocked leader and said, "You have already lost."

It turned out that he was not injured by the arrow at all, and the arrow was always pressed against his right arm.

The leader was startled and immediately pointed his spear at the messenger: "An enemy attack! It's an enemy attack!"

The messenger shifted slightly and easily avoided the opponent's attack. At the same time, he snatched the spear from his hand and penetrated the leader's throat from behind the moment the opponent passed by him. .

The leader fell to the ground, blood gurgling out.

With just one inconspicuous move, an old soldier died on the spot.

The messenger stood with his hands behind his back, like a majestic god of war.

The shouts of killing rang out from behind him, and the Vietnamese soldiers rushed from the bottom of the hillside towards the village gate. As long as there was no village gate as a basis to defend against danger, the defeat of Yu Aishan was obviously a foreseeable fact.

The remaining warriors obviously understood this, and they all held spears and rushed towards the messenger.

The messenger stood proudly and said coldly: "Let me say it again, since I stood here, this battle... you have already lost!"

The soldiers from Yu Aishan didn't answer, and they felt there was no need to talk nonsense.

Because in their eyes, the messenger is already a dead person.

The Shanyue clan usually makes a living by hunting wild animals. They are very strong, so they have always despised the Yue people who are often robbed by them, not to mention that they are only alone.

They had only one thought at the moment, and that was that the other party was obviously an arrogant lunatic.

However, they soon realized that they were the biggest fools.

In just a flash of lightning, layers of blood bloomed, and the corpses of the remaining warriors fell to the ground one after another, with a spear stuck in their vital points.

In fact, just moments ago, these weapons had been in their own hands.

But their own weapons are now their murderers.

The other remaining Yu Ai soldiers couldn't help but look horrified, and they couldn't help but retreat backwards. The messenger's skills were too fast and terrifying, and even though they were outnumbered, they still lost their courage.

The messenger was still empty-handed, but his expression was as arrogant as a general commanding thousands of troops.

He looked cold and arrogant, and said: "I'm Zhao Zilong from Changshan. Those who are not afraid of death can come up, but I say it again, you have already lost this battle!"

Behind Zhao Yun were the Vietnamese troops who were getting closer and closer, and their shouts of killing could be heard in his ears.

Standing in front of him was the defeated warrior Yu Ai.

Therefore, the outcome of this battle is indeed clear.

Luoji Mountain, cottage.

A scorching sun rose in the sky, scorching the dry land.

Standing on the wall of Luoji Mountain Village, Yan Benchang looked at the densely packed Yuai Mountain refugees below. He couldn't help frowning and didn't even bother to wipe the sweat on his face.

Yu Aishan has been captured by the Vietnamese army, and he has received the news.

For these refugees to be able to escape here smoothly, there must be the hand of the enemy commander secretly pushing them, and the intention of the other party's move is actually not difficult to guess.

There are tens of thousands of refugees in Yu Aishan, and there are obviously some tricks of the other side among them. When the two sides are fighting hard, they can turn against each other and quietly open the city gate.

Moreover, there are so many refugees that hosting them will undoubtedly be a severe test for food reserves.

Moreover, if the people of Luoji Mountain saw that Yuai's stronghold was destroyed, but these people were still safe and sound, their sense of crisis and tension in the face of the war would inevitably be weakened, and it would easily affect the morale of the same enemy to fight to the death.

A simple move, but it can kill three birds with one stone.

Yan Benchang couldn't help but narrowed his eyes and recognized Ye Yuan's methods again.

Ever since he took on the heavy responsibility of guarding the stronghold, he had not dared to slack off at all. After knowing that the commander-in-chief of the other party was the recently famous Yue King Wujiang, he had carefully collected information about the other party.

This Yue King is very young, but obviously difficult to deal with.

At first he was surrounded by Qin's famous general Li Xin, but in the end he was able to completely reverse the situation. The specific strategies he used are difficult to restore now, but his precise and rigorous strategic ability is beyond doubt. The war with the Northern Wei Dynasty some time ago made him Deeply aware of the horror of this young man.