early morning.

Lin Zhao woke up from his sleep. He still remembered what the heavenly people said in the dream. It seemed that a woman said "Xiao Zhao". Is this "Xiao Zhao" himself? Moreover, someone mentioned the name "Shen Xingchen". Could it be the Shen Xingchen he met in Tianchi Town? After thinking for a long time, the more he thought about it, the more he became, the more he was confused, and he could only let go and not think about it for the time being.

For breakfast, Lin Zhao enjoyed the meal of the centurion of Pioneer Camp for the first time. Four big cakes, a bowl of broth, and four meat buns were already quite rich. It is said that the food of ordinary cavalrymen in Pioneer Camp is only three big cakes and a bowl of broth. Both the quantity and type are far less than that of the centurion, which makes Lin Zhao a little happy. The salary is improved and he is no longer the poor boy in the town.

...

In the morning, Lin Zhao inspected the 100-man battalion he commanded. One hundred warriors stood in the wind, waiting for the centurion to review. The sword armor was bright and the flags were flying. When Lin Zhao rode his horse past everyone, his heart was filled with a feeling of passion. It was a pity for a man to not wear armor in this life. Now he is not only wearing armor, but also a centurion, fighting against the demons, demons, and ghosts, and protecting the human home. This should be the case for a man in this life!

The young man clasped his fists and met everyone for the first time. After that, he started the morning cavalry training. Lin Zhao also participated. The centurion was not a big officer. When he really fought, the centurion had to lead the soldiers and rushed to the front. Therefore, the main training task of Lin Zhao's 100-man battalion was that the centurion led the cavalry to charge and cut scarecrows, wooden stakes, etc. on the school grounds.

This time, Lin Zhao began to use the sword in a true sense, pouring his true energy into the sword blade, which has extremely strong lethality. When he charges in battle horses and swings his sword to rush, he may use the sword more neatly than using fists. Moreover, Lin Zhao has the auxiliary killing of the flying sword Mingyue, which will be a sharp knife for the entire battalion.

night.

Deputy coach and handsome tent.

Huang Tingyu stood in front of an exquisite sand table, and next to him were the ten centurions of the entire Pioneer Camp, and Lin Zhao was one of them. He was too young, so he was ranked last.

"The west side of Jiuzhangyuan."

Huang Tingyu narrowed his eyes and looked at the sand table, and smiled: "According to today's scout information, the garrison of the demon clan has been reduced from 3,000 to 1,000, and perhaps even fewer tomorrow. If so, our Pioneer Camp's mission tomorrow is to concentrate its efforts to attack the western garrison of the demon clan. After opening this side, the Death Camp and the Chengfeng Camp can start to penetrate into the entire Jiuzhangyuan from the division of the troops."

A middle-aged centurion nodded and said, "What the lord says is very true!"

Huang Ting pursed his lips, but always felt something was wrong.

Lin Zhao glanced at the military flags on the sand table. Each blood-red flag represents the demon clan's strength of one thousand troops. The deployment of the troops on Jiuzhangyuan is very complicated. The Tianchi Army has about five or six thousand troops put into the battlefield. There are a lot of blood-colored flags on the demon clan, with about twenty thousand troops. If the Tianchi Army was not elite enough, if it were the ordinary human army, it would have been defeated long ago in this kind of comparison of forces.

"Lin Zhao."

Huang Tingyu looked at the young centurion and smiled and said, "Did you see any clues?"

"I saw a little bit."

The boy stepped forward and said, "Tell me whatever you want?"

"Can."

Huang Tingyu nodded with a smile.

The other nine centurions also smiled. In fact, these nine people are all powerful generals who have experienced many battles and come out of the bloody storm. None of the people who have lived to this day are easy-to-eat. At this time, everyone wanted to see what kind of insight this fifteen-year-old centurion could have.

Lin Zhao looked at the sand table and his mind was very fast, saying, "The demon clan has a total of 20,000 troops. According to the deployment in front of him, they transferred 2,000 troops from the west side. So where did these 2,000 troops go? If it were me, I would never transfer troops from here. On the contrary, I will strengthen the defense here, so that the Tianchi Army cannot advance, crush the formation from both wings, and then attack from the middle to break through the defense line of the Death Camp."

"Since that's the case..."

A young centurion frowned and said, "Why did the demon clan transfer these two thousand people?"

"Maybe it was intentional."

Lin Zhao said: "We feel that we can take advantage of the opportunity by deliberately relaxing the defense line on the west side."

He reached out and gently pulled up two blood-red flags and inserted it gently somewhere on the sand table, saying, "When we defeated the demon clan defenders on the west side, the death camp, and the Chengfeng camp took the opportunity to face the army on both sides, the two thousand troops of the demon clan might be killed from here, forming a situation of attacking the three cavalry battalions of the Tianchi Army on both sides. If I were commanded, another 5,000 people would be dispatched from the east side to launch a large attack. In this way, the original defense line of the Tianchi Army was completely destroyed. Even if it was withdrawal and the defense line was shrinking, it would not be possible to stop the losses in time. The casualties would inevitably be huge, and the position might even be lost."

"call……"

Huang Tingyu was actually a little disappointed by this boy. I think in the swordsmanship, Huang Tingyu was one hundred streets away from Lin Zhao, but in the battle-breaking victory, Lin Zhao's words just made Huang Tingyu feel a false alarm. He was also a warrior who had experienced many battles. Naturally, he knew the possibility that Lin Zhao said, and frowned: "If it were you, how would you deal with this situation?"

"Get a plan."

Lin Zhao reached out and gently stroked the sandy soil on the hillside, saying, "The Pioneer Camp will continue to attack the west side tomorrow, but the elites of the breaking camp, Fenwei Camp, and the defeated camp were transferred out and ambushed in this area of ​​the forest terrain. At the same time, he dispatched the Death Camp and Chengfeng Camp to the flank forest to wait for an opportunity. In addition, the Blitz Camp was dispatched on the mountain on one side, waiting for an opportunity."

"Who are you waiting for?" asked a centurion.

Lin Zhao smiled: "The demon clan will inevitably send an absolute elite main force to penetrate directly behind the Pioneer Camp. The main force we are waiting for. If we eat this elite force of at least 5,000 people in the nearby mountains and forests, the demon clan will probably have to withdraw its troops. We have one night to ambush and dig traps nearby to cut off the way for the demon clan to retreat, and arrange enough strong bows and crossbows. In short, if the demon clan really dares to come in this battle, it will be defeated."

"Um……"

Huang Tingyu hugged his arms and pondered for a long time, and finally said: "Tonight's discussion is over. The content of the discussion is top secret. No one can reveal any slightest remark. I'll go to Chu Shuai's tent, so don't sleep first and prepare for the night fight."

"Yes, sir!"

...

About half an hour later, Huang Ting returned, summoned ten centurions and said in a deep voice: "I ordered everyone to bring shovels and dry food, lead the horses and march, and help other battalions dig pits overnight, and launch an attack on the western demon clan garrison early tomorrow morning."

Everyone set out on the road.

Lin Zhao was a little surprised. Judging from the situation, it seemed that Chu Shuai also accepted his strategy of using tricks. This made him feel a little unsure. If the demon clan was not deceived, wouldn’t the Tianchi Army be in vain? Moreover, more than half of the elite troops were drawn in each battalion, causing the overall defense line to be empty. If the demon clan launched a decisive battle, the Tianchi Army would probably fail.

In fact, Chu Huaixi was betting that Lin Zhao guessed the intention of the other party's commander.

...

The next morning.

At dawn, the camp on the west side of Jiuzhangyuan of the demon clan indeed began to withdraw again. According to the investigation of the monks with the army, it reduced from one thousand to only five hundred people. The five hundred demon clan troops looked as attractive as a basket of meat buns. When the morning light appeared, Huang Ting personally led the troops. After giving the order, nearly a thousand iron cavalry in the Pioneer Camp were wearing strong and held sharp horses and galloped on war horses.

"Before the sun comes out, kill them all!"

Huang Tingyu did not rush to the front. This "unclear realm" sword cultivator walked in the center of the crowd and was in charge of the entire Pioneer Camp. At the front were Lin Zhao and four other centurions, heading straight to the west with his mighty cavalry.

"Swish!"

Huang Tingyu suddenly handed out a sword light, and a demon cultivator in charge of scouts in the mountains and forests was directly killed. Lin Zhao rode his horse away, jumped high from the war horse, and punched a third-level demon cultivator lying on the tree. Then he fell on the horse's back with the wind and continued to move forward with everyone.

Not long after, a thousand iron cavalry of the Pioneer Camp broke into the demon clan's garrison, and before many demon clan soldiers woke up, they cut them over with one sword. In less than a stick of incense, the 500-man legion of the demon clan had been torn to pieces.

"Attack behind you!"

Huang Ting met Jianfeng and shouted in a low voice: "Look southeast, rush!"

...

In Jiuzhangyuan, the forest is silent.

Chu Huaixi, Chen Yu and other generals stood in the forest on horseback without moving. On the mountains and in the dense forests, there were people from the Tianchi Army ambushing everywhere. They looked at the only passage leading to Jiuzhangyuan in the distance. If the demon clan really sent elite main forces to cut off the retreat of the Pioneer Camp, they would inevitably appear from here.

"Will you not come?"

Zhang Yanping, the commander of the Iron Buying, frowned.

“Wait a little longer.”

Chu Huaixi said: "A little patient."

"yes!"

After a while, Ma Feiyu, the commander of the Flash Camp, said in a deep voice: "Ship Chu, the brothers of the Flash Camp are all light-fitting today. If they continue to wait like this, the brothers will freeze to death before the demon clan."

Chu Huaixi frowned: "Wait!"

"yes!"

The several commanders of the Death Camp, the Breaking Camp, and the Fenwei Camp also had a slightly complicated expression. At the late night of last night, everyone knew that this strategic proposal came from the young centurion Lin Zhao. This trick could be said to be a bet on the scheming of the commander of the demon army. Once the bet is lost, it will probably be in vain.

Moreover, these fierce generals who have experienced many battles naturally understand that the battlefield changes rapidly and varied. Which young Lin Zhao is? Even if the man who just took the sword to the battlefield is not low, he is just a martial artist. How much can he understand in real battles on the battlefield, strategy, military planning, and military power?

Therefore, everyone was not convinced by Lin Zhao at all, and the reason why it did not occur was because Chu Huaixi was suppressing him.

Who is Chu Huaixi? For decades, he led the old subordinates of the Great Chen Dynasty to resist the demon clan on Tianchiling. He has made great achievements in combat and is known as the number one general in the north of the human race. Everyone can not believe Lin Zhao, but they cannot but believe Chu Huaixi's judgment.

...

In the early morning, when the first morning light penetrated the clouds, dense figures of demon troops appeared in the valley. Their march was extremely fast, covering the sky and overwhelming, and like a tide, it rushed to the position where the boy pointed.

"Three thousand people!"

Zhang Yanping looked excited: "There are already three thousand elite demon clans."

"besides."

Wang Jiang was happy: "Five thousand troops are here!"

"No, there is still."

Chu Huaixi looked into the distance and said lightly: "There are 8,000 elite soldiers in total. The demon clan has sent out all the elite soldiers of this corps."
Chapter completed!