Crack! Crack!

The wheels rotated, and there was a sound.

The vast convoy headed down the city of Liaodong under the escort of thousands of soldiers.

Hundreds of thousands of troops of the Great Sui Dynasty have been besieging Liaodong City for several months.

During this period, the Sui army under the Liaodong city consumed a lot of food and supplies, almost all transported from the rear.

This convoy was a military force transferred from the rear, escorting tens of thousands of stones of grain to transport to the front line. Tens of thousands of stones of grain is already a huge number for ordinary people, but it is nothing for the hundreds of thousands of troops under the city of Liaodong.

It is because Yang Guang transferred millions of troops this time. If he counted twice as many civilians, the number would be even larger.

Tens of thousands of stones of food may only be enough for the soldiers on the front line to eat for a few days!

The person in charge of escorting the convoy was a partial general in the Sui army, named Yuchi Gong!

The convoy kept moving forward, and all the civilians and soldiers attached great importance to this batch of food.

When the convoy arrived in a forest, a shout of killing suddenly sounded from the left and right sides.

"Kill!" "Catch!" "Kill all these Sui dogs!"...

From the left and right sides of the dense forest, countless large men suddenly surged out, and these people rushed up and launched an attack on the convoy.

"Be wary, I'm all wary of it." Yuchi Gong roared angrily.

While speaking, he waved a steel whip and headed towards these enemies.

However, what no one noticed was that deep in Yuchi Gong's eyes, a trace of joy flashed away, and behind this trace of joy, there was a trace of very good sarcasm hidden.

One side is familiar with the terrain and waits for work; the other side loses the terrain and is completely unprepared.

The result of this ambush is long gone.

After half an hour of fighting, Yuchi Gong and others were killed and defeated, and they could only leave food and grass in a hurry and flee. After Yuchi Gong and others escaped, these enemy troops, obviously from Goryeo, quickly assigned tasks, cleaned up the battlefield, and took away the results of this battle.

A pretty woman in white clothes with a long sword on her back walked out and ordered: "Everyone should pack up quickly and transport all the food and grass away. If you don't have it, you will destroy all the things you don't have to. Get out of here quickly. Sui Gou's reinforcements will come soon. By then, we will not be able to leave!"

"Yes!" The answer to her was a loud response.

Half an hour later, as many as tens of thousands of murderous Sui troops arrived, but what awaited them was a piece of burnt white land.

All the food and grass have been lost!

"Damn it!" The Sui general who led the team roared angrily.

...

"Haha!" A few miles away from here, there were now several luxuriously dressed people standing there, looking at everything that happened in the distance, with no rage or hatred in their expressions, only ridicule and ridicule behind the ridicule.

The leader of everyone was a middle-aged man with high crown and gorgeous clothes!

Duke Li Yuan of Tang Dynasty!

The people around him were his eldest son Li Jiancheng, his second son Li Shimin, Yang Shuo, Yuchi Gong and others.

Yuchi Gong, who had just lost his food and grass, is now standing behind Yang Shuo, with no fear of losing food and grass in his expression, only cold murderous aura.

Li Yuan laughed, looked into the distance, and said, "It seems that the fish has already taken the bait."

Li Jiancheng nodded and said, "Father, this is only the first batch. After a few days, I will give them another batch. By the third time, I guess Gaotang and others should show up. Then, it will be time for us to catch the fish in our hands."

At the end of the day, a chuckle appeared on the corner of Li Jiancheng's mouth.

Li Shimin said: "Father, we shouldn't be too careless. Although we are making a trap, the enemy will not just come here so stupidly. If I read that right, the woman who took action just now should be the eldest disciple of Master Yijian Cailin - Rakshasa woman Fu Junmao!"

"I'm afraid, Fu Cailin has already planned to intervene in this battle!"

Fu Cailin, a legendary name!

The martial arts are concentrated in the land, and the great achievements of the Western Regions and Goryeo are from the cardinal system. Therefore, they can be called the three great masters of the world, along with the "Martial Master" Bi Xuan who dominates the desert and the "Sanren" Ning Daoqi, the number one Taoist master in the Middle Earth.

He once said, "All the changes in supernatural powers are fully possessed." That means that everyone has a hidden treasure house with endless potential, but they are blinded by various persistences.

In the hearts of the Goryeo people, Fu Cailin is already a god rather than a man, full of noble and mysterious colors.

Looking around the Sui Dynasty, only Gu Xiao and Mahaye can deal with Fu Cailin's Yi sword!

Yang Shuo smiled disdainfully and said, "What can Fu Cailin intervene? With his little martial arts, he will never be the opponent of my general. At that time, the general will just kill him and smash the myth of the so-called three masters!"

When Li Yuan and others heard this, their expressions changed slightly.

Indeed, no matter how powerful Fu Cailin is, he cannot be an opponent of that person.

The three great masters of this world are indeed very famous, but they are no tigers and monkeys in the mountains and call them kings!

Perhaps, in the eyes of ordinary people, the three masters are already at the peak of martial arts, but for the real senior management, they are very clear that the three masters are still far from each other! The successor of Tianjing, the Demon Alliance is nine thousand years old, and now there is a Yuwen Tuo, who is the real martial arts peak!

Compared with them, the martial arts of the three masters are almost vulnerable!

The so-called three masters, in the era when Tianjing successors, Kaixin, Jiu Qiansui and others were all over the world, could only be considered a bunch of fish, and they were even worse than a bunch of fish. The three masters had a very loud name, but in terms of real skills, they were still far from being the best! Not to mention the number one in the world, even the top ten masters in the world may not have their share!

After a while, Li Yuan smiled as if nothing had happened: "Haha, General Yuwen is invincible in martial arts, and it would be best if he could take action against Fu Cailin."

Yang Shuo said: "Don't worry, there will be such a day!"

...

In the Sui army camp.

The burly and majestic Yang Guang had already received the news that it happened in the rear at this time.

"Your Majesty, the plan has begun." A charming woman knelt in front of Yang Guang and reported.

Yang Guang nodded and said, "Very good, Yang Shuo and the others finally started. Fu Cailin, what are you doing now?"

"Fu Cailin has left Yijian Pavilion and is on the way to Liaodong City. If nothing unexpected happens, he will probably meet a side troop led by General Yuwenshang. Do you need to pass the news to General Yuwenshang?" the woman asked while reporting.

Yang Guang waved his hand indifferently and said, "No need!"
Chapter completed!