"I'm not good at running!"

Wang Baobaodao.

"Catch you, can you let the Mongols retreat?" Wang Yuan asked Wang Baobao.

"You are dreaming!" Wang Baobao said loudly: "This southern expedition, our Mengge Khan personally led the troops. I am just one of his generals. You use me as a threat to you!"

"You mean to kill Meng Ge?" Wang Yuan said with a smile.

“…”

Wang Baobao quickly shut up.

Why is this monk so bad?

"Since you are useless, then kill me!" Wang Yuan muttered lightly, raising his hand to beat Wang Baobao to death.

"No! No!"

Wang Baobao hurriedly said, "At least I still have some use for it!"

"What's the use of you? Are you wasting our coalition's food?" Wang Yuan said viciously.

"that……"

"puff!"

Just as Wang Baobao was about to say something, an arrow suddenly flew to Wang Baobao's throat. The arrow passed through Wang Baobao's throat and penetrated heavily into the ground, and the white feathers swayed slightly.

Wang Baobao glared and died on the spot.

"?"

Wang Yuan turned his head and saw Zheba holding the bow and angrily said, "Traitor! It's not a pity to die! I'm here to save you!"

"Hey, hey, why did you kill him?" Wang Yuan said dissatisfied: "Don't forget that you are also my prey!"

"snort!"

Zhebit said proudly: "So what? You can kill me and insult me, but I will not betray my country!"

“Good!”

Wang Yuandao gave a thumbs up and sighed sincerely. Although his position was different, Zhebi was indeed a backbone person.

"Now you are my prey, it will be impossible for me if I ask you to submit to me?" Wang Yuan said.

"I will not betray my country and submit to you, the Han man!" Zhebo twisted his neck and said, "Give me some fun."

"Oh my..."

Wang Yuan said with some regret: "Your ability is just dead like this. Isn't it a pity that I really don't want to kill you! But if you don't submit to me and have to return to Mongolia to serve, it would be to let the tiger go back to the mountain and be irresponsible to us Han people. I have a note, and the skills to save your life and make you live, and it will not hurt us Han people. Are you willing to accept it?"

"What should I pay attention to?"

Zhebo asked with his eyes wide open.

"Are you caught by me? It's my prey? I'll do whatever I ask you to do, except submitting to me?" Wang Yuan asked.

"That's right!"

Zhe nodded.

"Since that's the case, I'll let you go!" Wang Yuan said.

"Let me go? Really?" Zhebo couldn't believe it.

"Of course it's true!" Wang Yuan said: "But you can let go! But you can't go back to Mongolia to play! Can you agree to this?"

"Click!"

Zhebo didn't say anything, and directly thrust the bow in his hand into two paragraphs: "I Zhebo swear to the God of the Sky, and I will never participate in the war again!"

"oops……"

Wang Yuan felt a pain in his heart. The bow in Zhebi's hand was obviously not a bargain, and he ruined it.

"Your abilities... can't be wasted like this. Are there any secrets?" Zhebo cut off his weapons, and Wang Yuan also showed his fox's tail.

What he coveted was nothing more than other abilities.

Unfortunately, my fortune is too bad, so I might not be able to find anything good if I kill Zhebei like this.

Instead of killing and touching the body, it is better to give him a way out so that he will no longer participate in the war. It is better if he can fool the secret book, and he will continue to fool him when he meets him.

The grace of not killing is also a grace, and there will always be times when it succeeds.

"Since I decided not to use force! I can't teach you this skill!" Zhebe shook his head, then took out a bone flute from his arms and said, "This is my personal token. You give him to Guo Jing, the governor of Xiangyang City. He is my disciple and will teach me the arts!"

After saying that, Zhe should not throw the bone flute into Wang Yuan's hands.

After getting the bone flute, Wang Yuan took a look, reached out and stuffed his hand into his arms, and then made way.

Zhebe looked back at the Ai Horse who was crushed to death by Wang Yuan, and the bows and arrows on the ground, and sighed and disappeared into the night.

...

Let’s say that Wang Baobao is a general in the Mongolian camp.

Once Wang Baobao died this time, the morale of the Mongolian soldiers fell sharply.

The stolen camp never returned and the general was defeated, and Brother Meng didn't dare to send someone to attack at night.

But Wang Yuan's plays more and more vigorously, and he becomes more and more adept at playing.

With the help of Zhu Yuanzhang, stealing camps has almost become a must-have program for Wang Yuan every day. Wang Yuan can't sleep without harassing him every day, and he has many tricks and many tricks.

Whether it is cavalry shooting and harassing, scouts setting fire behind their backs, or singing loudly around the Mongolian camp, Wang Yuan's voice is extremely penetrating with the blessing of internal force. Wei Xiaobao personally taught the eighteen touches and matched with the BGM of "Magnificent" and found a soulmate in the world...

The Mongolian soldiers' eyes shone brightly at night and couldn't sleep.

Not only did the soldiers of the Mongolian camp couldn't stand it, but even the coalition forces were foaming at the mouth and begging for mercy.

What's even more annoying is that Wang Yuan even fired a wave of cannons from time to time, which made the Mongolians in a trance. He couldn't help but lie on the ground for shelter when he heard the sound of the snare drums.

Three days passed, Mongolian soldiers attacked the city during the day and were tortured by Wang Yuan at night. They were tortured and lifeless, with dark eyes. They stood there like sleeping, and their spirit and morale had already fallen to the bottom.

On the fourth day, the Mongolian soldiers attacked the city as usual, and the offensive became increasingly chaotic. Even the defenders of Xiangyang head-on battles had a little advantage.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and said, "It's time, we can steal the camp tonight!"

"When will we not steal?" Wang Yuan asked back.

"It's stealing! It's not playing! Do you know if you want to attack in full this time?" Zhu Yuanzhang said.

On the fourth night, Wang Yuan and Zhu Yuanzhang were promoted to Taiwei Xiaobao, each of whom brought all the soldiers out of the camp in one fell swoop.

"Not good! The coalition forces are coming again to steal the camp!"

In the Mongolian tent, a spy came to report to the news.

"Steal it! Anyway, it's just disgusting!" Meng Ge waved his hand helplessly, "Don't pay attention, I haven't been sleeping for several days!"

After several consecutive days of harassment, not only Mengge, but also other Mongolian soldiers were short of them. Knowing that this group of coalition forces had no real skills, they would be disgusting... they were too lazy to pay attention to it. Even if they heard the sound of horse hooves outside the camp, they were too lazy to get up to meet the enemy.

Anyway, I can't catch up, so why bother yourself? It's better to sleep for a while.

However, at this moment, the scouts in Dali had already entered the Mongolian camp. The torches that Wang Yuan had plundered in the grocery store had been distributed to the scouts. This time, instead of throwing a few torches away, they threw all the torches on their bodies into the camp.

At this time, the Mongolian soldiers were still sleeping with luck, and they didn't realize that their opponent had come.

The Mongolian military tents were not as resistant to burning as bricks and tiles. This wave of torches was thrown away, and tens of thousands of fire points fell into the Mongolian camp.

"Hula!"

When the mountain wind blows, the fire suddenly rises. The fire takes advantage of the wind and burns harder!

Because of neglecting prevention, the Mongolian soldiers reacted, the fire had already started, and it was impossible to save them again!

Outside the Mongolian camp, Wang Yuan was extremely excited to see the raging fire. The setting fire was indeed the biggest weapon of killing.

"Not good! The camp is on fire!"

"Not good, the food storage lights are on fire!"

The spies broke into the Mengge tent one after another and woke up Mengge who was sleeping.

"What's the situation?" Meng Ge was shocked when he heard this.

At this time, another spy came to report: "Outside the camp, a large number of coalition forces gathered!"

When fighting, it’s just a morale!

The Mongolian soldiers were fearless and were invincible. They were invincible in the world. The Mongolians could not sleep or eat for several days, and their morale had fallen to the bottom of the valley. At this time, they were burned by fire and had no fighting spirit. The panicked Mongolian army in the military camp and the war horses frightened by the sound of cannons rushed around like headless flies. These Mongolians were not burned to death by fire, but were trampled to death by their own people.

At this time, Wang Yuan had already led the Liao cavalry into the Mongolian camp.

The same Iron Cavalry, the Liao Kingdom Iron Cavalry has been repaired for several days, and it has good food, drink and sleep. The Mongolian Iron Cavalry cannot eat, sleep well, and is panicked. The situation of the battle can be imagined.

After several reunions, the Mongolian soldiers were killed and abandoned their armor and were killed and injured.

"Listen to my order! The entire army retreated to Fancheng!!"

Seeing that the situation was over, Mengge hurriedly issued a retreat order.
Chapter completed!