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Chapter 118 Misfortunes Never Come Alone

Yang Feng led his troops to run around the baggage camp and shot the arrows he brought into the camp.

At this time, there is no need to be a correct head. Just shoot the arrow tied with the fire-induced object in it. It is purely a subconscious behavior.

Most of his energy is judging the alertness of each battalion.

They should not stay in the camp for too long, and they must leave after at most two laps. If they leave late and are too intercepted, they will not only suffer heavy casualties, but may also be wiped out.

These hundreds of knights are the emperor and his only knights, and cannot withstand too many casualties.

He didn't have much time left, and it was not easy to judge the opponent's weaknesses in the chaotic battlefield.

He can only bear this task.

Although Guo Wu is very skilled in martial arts, he is seriously lacking in experience and cannot afford such a task.

When discussing matters before the war, the emperor personally instructed him to hand over this important task to him.

He cannot let down the emperor's trust.

He widened his eyes, looked carefully, and listened intently.

The sound of hooves rumbled, people shouted and neighed, and all kinds of sounds poured into his ears like a tide, hitting his brain.

Sweat had soaked his battle robe.

Two rounds of blinking had passed, and Yang Feng gritted his teeth and rushed towards a direction that might be relatively weak.

"Come with me!"

The knights followed closely, passed through Li Jue's camp and ran north.

Yang Feng was lucky. The camp on the north side was not prepared. They only paid the price of dozens of casualties and passed smoothly.

According to the planned agreed in advance, they will pass by Guo Si's camp and return to the right wing of Taoist Sun Rui.

This route has one of the greatest dangers: the flying bear army led by Li Shi.

After so much chaos, with the reaction speed of Feixiong Army, it is likely that the array has been completed and waiting for them.

Guo Wu kicked the war horse hard and caught up with Yang Feng.

"General, I'm here."

Yang Feng turned his head and glanced at Guo Wu, and said loudly: "Go together."

"Okay!" Guo Wu responded, took off the bow from the saddle, and took an arrow. "I'll cover you."

Yang Feng was in a bad mood and kicked the horse again to speed up, widened his eyes, looking for the positions of Fei Xiong Jun and Li Shi.

He had seen Guo Wu's riding and shooting with his own eyes. With such a master's support, he had the opportunity to kill Li Shi and ended the night attack perfectly.

But he was soon disappointed.

The battlefield in front of me was empty, let alone the flying bear army, I couldn't even see one of the racquets.

On the left is the brightly lit Guo Si camp, crowded with people.

On the right is the camp of Li Jue, which is filled with fire and crowds of people. The sound of war drums is as tight as the sound.

There was silence ahead, and you could see the camp of Shisun Rui on the hillside.

"This...this is..." Yang Feng was both glad and disappointed, and his mood was extremely complicated.

Where did the damn Feixiong Jun go?

Guo Wu was relatively calm. Seeing that there was no blocking enemy in front of him, he immediately ordered the soldiers to destroy the torches in their hands and move forward in accordance with the moonlight.

These action plans were arranged before departure, and now they act according to the plan. Most people are very calm and follow their companions in an orderly manner, without panic.

The speed could not be fast in the darkness, and the speed naturally dropped. The sound of thunderous horse hooves disappeared and became messy, like a cavalry returning to the camp.

——

Xie Guang stood on the stage and watched the cavalry running towards him extinguish the torches and disappeared into the darkness, and was stunned.

When he realized and found the cavalry again, he found that the cavalry had turned east and headed for Shi Sun Rui's camp.

After a little thought, he guessed the identities of these cavalrymen, and then he was scared and sweated.

He called a messenger and gave a few words loudly.

The commander took the order, got off the general's platform, jumped onto the war horse, and rushed towards the central army.

——

Li Jue rode his horse into the baggage camp.

He rushed back all the way, still one step slowing down. The enemy of the attacking camp had left and the soldiers were putting out the fire.

The fire was not very large, and the loss of food was limited, but a few piles of forage were burned to ashes and sewage flowed across the board.

Li Jue's face looked ugly.

This is a real disaster. He was worried that Li Ying and Li Li's perfunctory led to the contempt of others, so he rushed to supervise the battle himself, but was attacked by someone in the Central Army camp and burned the baggage camp.

The loss is not big, but the insult is extremely strong.

If his central army camp was so vulnerable and allowed to come and go, who would believe in his strength?

"Have you ever seen who it is?"

The captain of the baggage camp was his subordinate Li Xian. Like Li Li, he was a latecomer in the Li family and was highly valued by him.

But at this moment, Li Xian was not as heroic as before, and was in disheveled clothes, his face was covered in black and gray, and he was extremely embarrassed.

"No... I didn't see clearly." Li Xian whispered, subconsciously staying away from Li Jue.

"Didn't see clearly?"

"Through the camp, I can only see the battle flag, like... like Zhang Xiu. But... the sound is not like, but a little..." Li Xianjie stuttered, with no confidence in his tone.

Li Jue was furious. "What's the point? Stand firmly, talk quickly."

Li Xian glanced at Li Jie timidly. "Like Yang Feng."

When Li Jue heard Yang Feng's name, his first reaction was to contempt. The white wave thief dared to attack my camp?

After thinking about it, he felt it was reasonable again.

Yang Feng is no longer the Yang Feng he is familiar with.

With the support of the emperor, he not only took the initiative and defeated Li Wei's troops, but also resisted Li Ying and Li Li's fierce attack.

Now that we take the initiative, there is nothing impossible.

Li Jie suppressed his anger and asked in hatred, "Where did you go?"

Li Xian stretched out his finger.

Li Jue looked along his fingers and suddenly moved his heart.

In that direction is Guo Si's camp. Could it be that these cavalry returned to Guo Si's camp?

They came from the south, passed through the entire camp, and ran towards Guo Si's camp. They acted quickly and had clear goals. It was difficult to convince if they had no plans in advance.

What role did Guo Si play in it?

Li Jue turned over his horse and hurried to several camps on the north side of the central army. He summoned the captains of each camp and the captains to ask the direction of the escape of the cavalry in the attacking camp.

Without much verbal talk, Li Jue figured out everything, including extinguishing the torches after the cavalry left the camp and deliberately concealed his whereabouts.

Although the moonlight was bright, it was too far away to judge the exact location of the cavalry. I could only roughly judge that I might have gone to Guo Si's camp or Shi Sun Rui's camp.

Li Jue sighed.

It doesn't matter what the truth is anymore. Even if he believes that Guo Si has nothing to do with this matter, Guo Si will not miss this opportunity.

At this point, he had only two choices: either take the initiative to retreat before everyone could react. Or take the initiative to attack first and do not give Guo Si the opportunity to contact Yang Ding and defeat Guo Si.

After three years, he once again stood at the crossroads of life and death decisions.

This time, Jia Xu will no longer give him advice.

Without any hesitation, he chose the latter.

As Jia Xu said back then, leaving without fighting is just a stagnant life and will not last a few more days.
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