The grassland in July is extremely green, and the green carpet decorated with blue sky and white clouds is so beautiful. King Luo Huai, who followed the central army, bent down from the horse's back and easily picked up the big bushes of flowers. The bees were reluctant to leave the fragrance of flowers, and "buzzing" around the flowers. The birds flew by the sound of horse hooves flashed through silk threads in the blue sky, which shocked the wild horses in the sky and wild sheep ran in the grass.

Shi Chongren smelled the fragrance of flowers in his arms and sighed: "The book says that the grassland in the north of the desert is a thousand green and fertile wilderness. Only when you are truly in it can you know that the world is vast and make people open their minds. Master Jiang, why can you not see such a beautiful scenery? Xiao Wang couldn't help but chant a few words, Well, there is, the green grass is green to the horizon, and he will rush to step on the fragrance of flowers..."

Jiang Anyi smiled bitterly and speechlessly. Since the emperor asked Shi Chongren to learn some poetry and essays with Jiang Anyi, Shi Chongren changed him to Master Jiang. The emperor's third son, Jiang Anyi, was still a little proud to be the teacher of two of them. Luo Huai was extremely intelligent. He learned from Yi and Xiaosan and could teach such disciples. However, he was free of nature and had endless fantasy ideas. Jiang Anyi felt a headache when he met this student.

It has been thirty days since the army went north on June 26th, and it is only more than 400 miles away from the royal court of the desert. The closer we get to the royal court, the more battles we get every day. The army is in a tense state of waiting for battle at all times. How many people are in the mood to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the grassland?

The messenger reported the situation of the various troops' advances continuously. Wang Keming was like a spider in the spider web, always understanding the dynamics of the army. The closer he got to the Wang court, the more cautious Wang Keming was. The decisive battle with the Demon people was likely to explode within one or two days.

The fast horses on the left were racing towards him. Wang Keming saw the high-flying red flag and knew that Miaotishan's troops had already taken the enemy. Before the fast horses could approach, the sound of horse hooves came from behind. In a moment, five fast horses held the red flag and reported one after another. The Moqi divided them into five units and attacked the Zheng army.

Miao Tieshan tribe took the lead in picking up the enemy. When he heard the sound of horse hooves, Miao Tieshan immediately sent an order to set up defense. Thirty winch crossbows were removed from the carriage and lined up. The infantry formation quickly formed, with shields standing on the ground, long spears raised, long bows waiting, light cavalry behind, heavy cavalry was fully equipped with armor, busy but not messy.

The one who attacked Miaotishan was Kunbo. Tens of thousands of Mo cavalry rushed in like a flood that broke into the dike. A hundred steps away, amid the sound of "collapse", the winch crossbow shot out long arrows, and the Mo cavalry rode his horse to avoid it. The horses behind could not dodge as long as they were penetrated by long arrows, and the people and horses were carried backwards by long arrows, and they were smashed down.

Immediately afterwards, the sun was covered by sharp arrows, and the intertwined arrows collided in the air, falling like rain of arrows. The green grass was instantly filled with dense arrows, like a harvest of wheat fields, but blood flowing in the wheat fields.

The horse's hooves stepped on the shield and slashed the soldiers behind the shield. Several spears were stabbed straight towards them. The scimitar swept across the spear head and landed on the ground. The spear on the side stabbed into the horse's belly. The horse was standing in pain. The knight on the horse tightly clamped the horse's belly. Unexpectedly, the crossbow arrow flew into the door and landed in screams. It was stepped on by the horse's hooves coming from behind.

The sound of trumpets, the sound of war drums, the neighing of horses, the roar of sharp arrows, the blunt sound of the sword spear entering the flesh was accompanied by a thunderous cry, the sound of horse hooves covered the roar when they fell to the ground, and the green grassland was replaced by bright red blood. The birds within a radius of more than a hundred miles were extinct, and even bees and butterflies had nowhere to hide in the shadow of sword light and arrows, rushing and slashing,

Collision, falling to the ground, moaning, and the green grassland ushered in a blood sacrifice.

In the central army's tent, the information about the battle between the army was continuously sent. Shi Fangzhen and Wang Keming stood beside the sand table. The military consultants continued to change the positions of the army on the sand table based on the information. The war had never begun. An hour and a half passed. The Zheng army had suffered more than 30,000 casualties. Qi Xinwen Department, Zhang Yuan's official department, and Pang Qing's central department had several dangers. If the central army had not sent troops to support in time, they would have been killed by the Moqi to the central army.

During the Shen period, the Mo army retreated. Shi Fangzhen summoned the commanders of each army to discuss matters. In this battle, the Zheng army suffered more than 40,000 casualties. What made Shi Fangzhen feel a little comforted was that the casualties of the Mo army were no different from those of the Zheng army. The Zheng army was more numerous than the Mo people, and in general, they did not suffer any losses.

Wang Keming said: "The Mo cavalry fighting today is about 500,000. It seems that the Mo army wants to fight our army here. If we can annihilate more than 200,000 Mo cavalry in one fell swoop, we will be sure to win this northern expedition. The Mo people plan to fight our army here. All units are guarding the camps at night and not attack, so as not to take advantage of it."

After Wang Keming finished the arrangement, Shi Fangzhen said: "Our army is only four hundred miles away from the royal court. Victory is already in sight. The ministers gritted their teeth and continued to encourage each other. After taking over the royal court of the Mo people, I will give the Mobei grassland to everyone."

The joy and thunderous sounds and good things like division of the territory and division are unsuccessful in a century. Everyone in the tent is excited, and even more anxiously glances at the sand table placed in the tent, thinking about which land of water and grass to choose.

"My dear friends, I do not give me a reward, but whoever is timid in the face of the enemy causes the army to lose, don't blame me for being ruthless." After giving the sweet date, Shi Fangzhen began to wave his stick and said, "You have also seen the toughness of the Mo people. It is unpredictable who wins and who will lose. If our army wins and the thousand-year worries can be settled, I and all the good friends can be famous in history. But if this battle fails, I will be the tyrant monarch in the eyes of future generations. If I become a tyrant monarch, I will not have a good life. For me and your future, there will be no mistakes."

The dark moon was unclear, but the Zheng army's camp was lit, reflecting the dark sky red. There were no trees on the grassland, and the wood used for camping could only be transported by the servants. The earth walls were piled into village walls. The long spear was tied to the horizontal bars to resist the horses. The ground was covered with caltrops. If the Moqi wanted to steal the camp silently, he would not avoid the eyes of the soldiers on the tower. The camp was orderly, and the patrol teams on duty crossed and passed by, and there were checkpoints everywhere. There were no commands in the camp. There were even experts from the Military Information Department protecting the experts in the secret to prevent the Mi people from sneaking in.

At the moment of Xu, the sound of the horn sounded, the camp began to calm down, the soldiers began to rest, they were already tired of fighting on the battlefield during the day, and a moment later, there was a snoring in the military camp, overshadowing the sound of insects in the grass.

At noon, the crescent moon was covered by clouds, and the grassland was pitch black. The soldiers on the lookout tower began to change their guards. At this moment, a black shadow quietly waded through the trench like a raccoon cat. He listened and skillfully passed by the horse and came to the earthen wall. Here is the middle of two watchtowers. The torch light was blown by the night wind, and the shadow swayed like a ghost. The black shadow quietly climbed up the earthen wall, and fell into the shadow of the tent, and dived deep into the camp.

The five battalions of Zheng's army were surrounded by 120,000 troops, and the camps were connected to each other and formed a number of encirclements.

The ten-mile Circle guards 200,000 Central Army troops. The camp where the black shadow sneaked into was the headquarters of Miaotieshan. The camp was about seven miles long and three miles long, with more than ten thousand tents, and the area was about the same size as a county town.

The moonlight flashed behind the dark clouds, and the moonlight shone on the face of the black shadow. The leopard head was round, the face was cast like iron, the neck was thick, the back was thick, the body was burly, and the huge eyes like copper bells flashed. Leha leaned over the cowhide tent. After a moment, the footsteps were sounding neatly. A team of patrol soldiers walked past the tent, and there was no hidden Leha.

At the end of the daytime war, Kunbo led his army back to the garrison. Although he killed many Zheng troops, the people suffered heavy casualties. The morale of the entire garrison was low. The people originally thought that the weak Zheng army would flee under the attack, but the result was not satisfactory. The Black Wolf Cavalry was dispatched twice, and each time it was intercepted by the Zheng army heavy cavalry. Ten thousand Black Wolf Cavalry was hit by five thousand heavy cavalry. In the end, they could only rely on their superiority to avoid it, which made the Demon Generals, including Kunbo, feel a little dejected.

During dinner, the generals had a dispute. Some suggested going to attack the camp tonight; some thought that after a lot of harassment, the attack on the camp was not worth the loss. Seeing someone sighing and losing his heart, Kunbo angrily rebuked: "Changshengtian is watching us, your wives, children, old and small families are waiting for the news of our victory. For thousands of years, we have to give up to others, do your descendants want to be slaves to the Zheng people? As grassland warriors, for the glory given to us by immortality, we can only fight to the end."

After being roared by Kunbo, everyone was a little excited. Leha said: "The Emperor of Zheng is also here with the army. I will take his head tonight. If Emperor Zheng dies, the Zheng army will be in chaos."

After it got dark, Leha brought two entourages outside the Zheng camp and handed the horses to the entourages. Leha sneaked into the camp alone. Relying on his extraordinary spiritual sense, Leha avoided the patrol soldiers in advance. The masters of the Military Information Department were far inferior to Leha, and no one showed him. Leha did not go to the commander's tent, but passed through the camp and came to the central army camp. His target was Zheng Emperor Shi Fangzhen.

There was a gentle slope next to the Central Army camp, and the bonfire on the top of the slope flashed. Five people sat around the fire. Leha quietly snorted over, lying in the grass more than ten feet away from the bonfire. The wind brought the sounds of several people laughing. Leha distinguished several breaths, and the breath was long and stable. He should be a good player in the Zhengren Military Information Department.

The gentle slope has a wide view. To avoid these people's sight, it is necessary to sneak into the camp. Leha looks up at the sky. The moon has set west, and there is only more than an hour left before dawn. Leha is thinking that he will sneak into the camp and turn back. It is too late. He gritted his teeth and Leha sneaks up in the grass and touches up.

The war kept the shepherd away, without cattle and sheep eating, the grass grew more than three feet tall, and the wind made a "brushing" sound, covering up the movement of Leha. The night wind was cold, and five people roasted lamb on the fire, and the fragrance of wine blew into Leha's nose.
Chapter completed!