The Invincible Sixth Prince

Throughout the night, the Beifu Army made big noises almost every hour.

Chi Yan didn't know whether the Beifu Army was going to attack or if it was just a strategy to weaken the enemy. He could only keep his soldiers vigilant to prevent the Beifu Army from making a sudden attack on them.

Those soldiers couldn't sleep, and Chiyan couldn't sleep either.

Not to mention that the Beifu Army always made big noises, even if the Beifu Army didn't make any noise, he couldn't sleep.

At this moment, Chiyan hoped that the sky would get brighter soon, but he also didn't want it to get brighter.

It's very contradictory, but more importantly, it's helpless.

If the sky had gotten brighter earlier, the Beifu Army would definitely not have to go through this trouble anymore.

But when the sky gets brighter, it means that there is not much time left for him to think about whether to accept Yun Zheng's conditions.

Until now, Chi Yan has not made up his mind.

At this moment, how much Chi Yan hoped that Tuo Jing would wake up soon!

In this way, these troubles will not have to fall on him.

Outside, it was almost getting dark.

After burning all night, many bonfires have been extinguished.

Wang Qi and the others are waiting for this opportunity.

Wang Qi took a deep breath, tried hard to stabilize his mind, found the gap where the enemy patrols were patrolling, and roared: "Let's go!"

Following Wang Qi's order, five hundred people immediately rushed out from their hiding place.

At this moment, a group of soldiers from the Guifang Army were preparing to go out to fetch water and bury pots to make rice.

Wang Qi led his army to rush over, and happened to encounter the soldiers who were preparing to fetch water.

Seeing Wang Qi and others wearing the same armor, the Guifang soldiers were stunned for a moment subconsciously.

Just when they were about to ask, Wang Qi rushed over like a tiger pouncing on its prey.

"brush!"

The sword flashed, and the ghost soldier's head was cut off before he could react.

"kill!"

Wang Qi roared loudly, and immediately struck another target with murderous intent.

"kill!"

Behind Wang Qi, five hundred warriors also killed him without fear of death.

It was only then that the ghost warriors woke up from a dream.

This is not their person!

It's the enemy!

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

A ghost soldier shouted in panic and hurriedly pulled out his sword.

However, before he could draw his sword, a cold light struck him.

"Run! The Beifu Army is coming!"

"The enemy is wearing our armor!"

"Kill! Kill them all..."

"..."

In an instant, the ghost soldiers were in chaos.

"The enemy is wearing our armor!"

"Don't be fooled by the enemy!"

"Enemies, they are all enemies!"

Wang Qi led his troops and shouted while charging, fearing that the enemy wouldn't know they were wearing Guifang's armor.

Their panicked shouts finally had an effect.

The nerves of the Ghost Fang soldiers had been tense all night. Now, when they learned that enemy soldiers wearing Ghost Fang armor were coming in, they suddenly became even more nervous.

In a panic, a ghost soldier came close to one of his own, and was stabbed by one of his own.

At the same time, the Onifa soldiers who killed their own soldiers were thought by others to be enemy soldiers and were immediately hacked to death with swords.

Gradually, the riot began to spread.

The nervous soldiers of Oni Fang gradually lost trust in the robe around them. They felt that there were enemy troops everywhere around them. As long as someone came close to them, they would immediately swing their swords to kill them.

With the chaos in the ghost side's rear, a thousand cavalry from the front also launched an attack on the enemy.

The hooves of their horses were all wrapped in thick cloth, so that they were close enough for the enemy to hear the movement.

"The enemy is coming!"

"Enemy attack!"

"Kill, kill for me..."

The ghost soldiers were in chaos.

The light now is very weak, and the armor pattern can barely be seen.

In addition, the cavalry of the Beifu Army shouted "The enemy is wearing our armor" while charging, many people subconsciously regarded the people around them as enemies, and inexplicably started fighting with the people around them.

As they entered, the turmoil among the ghost army continued to spread.

The nervous soldiers completely lost trust in the people around them, and the battlefield seemed to be full of enemies.

"what happened?"

Chi Yan, who heard the commotion, rushed out of the camp in panic, and happened to run into the panic-stricken soldiers who came to report.

"Your Highness, the enemy troops are coming in! There are enemy troops everywhere in the camp..."

The soldiers reported in panic,

"what?"

Chiyan was in a state of confusion.

The camp is full of enemy troops?

Did the enemy really launch a massive attack?

Chi Yan was so panicked that he tried his best to stay calm and shouted loudly: "Bang the drum, beat the drum! Send an order to all the troops to stop the enemy and kill them back!"

As Chi Yan's order was issued, thundering drums soon sounded in the army.

"Dong dong dong..."

The intensive drumbeat represents the signal of attack.

Hearing this intensive drumbeat, the ghost army launched a counterattack against the "enemy army".

But the more they fought back, the faster the unrest spread.

Listening to the intensive drumming coming from the ghost army, Yun Zheng finally showed a smile on his face.

It seems that there is chaos in Guifang's army.

At this time, he was still beating drums to attack?

This is definitely because they didn’t blow up the camp thoroughly enough!

Under normal circumstances, the order to retreat should be issued at this time.

"Drum roll!"

Yunzheng did not hesitate and immediately ordered his own personnel to beat the drums.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The drumbeats also sounded bit by bit in the Beifu army.

However, the sound of their drums was not an order to attack but to retreat.

According to his prior request, as long as he gave the order to retreat, the soldiers who went to attack the camp would retreat.

However, he also knew in his heart that the drums on both sides were intertwined, and it was a problem whether the soldiers could distinguish their drums.

Even if they could tell the difference, they couldn't withdraw if they wanted to.

Once they become red-blooded, not to mention Oni Fang's soldiers, even their own soldiers may kill each other.

On the battlefield, no one would see the opponent's face clearly before drawing a sword.

They all relied on their armor to distinguish their own soldiers from the enemy's.

I hope more people can be withdrawn!

Anyone who can evacuate will be credited with great achievements in this battle!

Those who did not evacuate will also be credited with merit and be given three times the pension.

This is what he personally promised these warriors in front of the army.

The commotion of the Ghost Army continued to spread, and gradually, the entire Ghost Army became a mess.

Countless people died under the blade of their own robes, and countless people thought they were killing enemy soldiers.

Seeing the fires that were constantly burning in the ghost army, Tuo Huan and his son couldn't help but look at each other silently, with cold sweat breaking out on their foreheads.

Fortunately, they took refuge in Yunzheng.

If they were in the ghost army at this time, they might not even know how they died.

Amid the constant sounds of fighting, the sky finally brightened.

Until then, Chi Yan finally reacted.

"what!!!"

Chi Yan banged his head with grief and anger on his face, and roared with blood-red eyes: "Quick, retreat! Retreat!"

Now the enemy troops came in wearing their armour.

Our own soldiers don't even know whether the people around them are friends or foes!

He also beats drums to make people attack, doesn't it make them fight more fiercely?

"beep……"

As the long and dull sound of the horn sounded, the red-eyed ghost soldiers finally regained some sense.

With the sound of the retreat horn, the ghost soldiers began to flee in panic.

While fleeing, many people were mercilessly killed because they were believed to be pursuers by those around them...