The next day, the weather suddenly changed and there was a heavy fog, making it difficult to see anyone within a few meters.

But Wei Wu did not dare to be careless at all. Such weather conditions were an excellent opportunity for both parties to make good plans.

The bags that need to be knitted have already been knitted, and the defenses that need to be made are also in place. The soldiers of the Confederate Army had already eaten before five o'clock, and everyone took their places.

Not long after, the sound of horse hooves could be heard faintly. Gradually, it became more and more intensive, and the shouts of killing also followed.

It turned out that Cui Yuan was also overjoyed when he saw the heavy fog.

"God is really helping me! Our army attacks from three sides. If a group of cavalry steps over, it will kill the Confederate army and make them cry for father and mother!"

"General, we must not underestimate the enemy. In such weather, the enemy cannot see me, and I cannot see the enemy. If the enemy is prepared, I am afraid it will be detrimental to our army!"

On the side, another general in the central army who was sitting with him, named Guan, had a worried look on his face and spoke admonishment.

This Guan Yiming is said to be a descendant of Mr. Guan Er and is good at using swords. However, he is not taken seriously under Cui Yuan's account. He is suppressed in the central army this time and has no chance to achieve any military exploits.

"Well, what you said makes sense, but it doesn't matter. I have 50,000 Chinese troops behind me. Even if the Confederate army has any tricks, they can still handle it!"

Cui Yuan said this, but he didn't really care in his heart.

Seeing how stubborn he was, Guan Yiming didn't dare to say anything more.

The first person to rush into the Confederate Army camp was Jiao Meng, who was wielding a broadsword. He rushed over with a loud shout, and chopped down the wooden fence in front of the Confederate Army camp with one knife. However, due to his limited vision, he could not see the Confederate Army.

They were also shadowy and looming. When they saw them coming in, they all tried to escape.

"Take my shot!"

Suddenly, there was a general stabbing at me with a spear. It was none other than Ma Lu.

Jiao Meng was worried that he had no opponent to attack him, so he struck with his sword, hoping to let Ma Lu feel his power.

Unexpectedly, Ma Lu's shot was just a feint. Although he was a descendant of Ma Chao from Xiliang and had excellent marksmanship, at this time he wanted to lure the enemy into a trap, so he would not fight Jiao Meng to the death.

I saw him feint a shot, pull the reins of the horse, turn around and run away.

"Want to run!"

Jiao Meng didn't know what the plan was, so he was furious and started chasing after him.

When the soldiers behind him saw that their leader was following him, they hurriedly followed him, fearing that he might suffer a loss.

But Jiao Meng chased for a while, but there was no trace of Ma Lu.

"This cunning southerner!"

He reined in his horse and cursed bitterly.

"Haha, grandpa is here!"

Unexpectedly, at this moment Malu appeared again out of nowhere.

"You thief, take my stab!"

Jiao Meng shouted and raised the knife high again.

"General Jiao, wait!"

The lieutenant behind him felt something was wrong and shouted to persuade him.

"Why?"

Jiao Mengyou was so angry that he asked him puzzledly.

"General Jiao, the enemy general has repeatedly avoided and refused to fight. This must be a deception! We must not pursue him again!"

The deputy general replied anxiously.

"Southerners are cowardly. They have always been so. What should we be afraid of?"

Jiao Meng still didn't take it seriously.

"General Jiao, don't you think something is strange? We have been chasing the boss for a long time, but we haven't seen many enemy soldiers. There are really many dangers in this heavy fog!"

The lieutenant-general was really earnest in his words. In fact, the more he spoke, the more frightened he became.

After saying this, Jiao Meng seemed to wake up a little.

"Well, it's really strange. There are hundreds of thousands of Confederate troops. Why do they keep trying to avoid them? Oh no, we fell into a trap!"

When he yelled, he couldn't help but panic. When he looked behind him with wide eyes, he was even more shocked.

It turned out that this time he was chasing Malu all the way, but there seemed to be very few people behind him.

"Let's go back to camp!"
Chapter completed!