Outside Yanmen City, there were five people on a hidden hill.

If Zhou Yang was here, he would definitely recognize one of them. This person was Li Fang who burned Zhou Yang's hand.

At this time, Li Fang was wearing an ordinary deep clothes and a sword hanging on his waist. He had a more mysterious aura than pretending to be a ghost that day.

"This Zhou Yang is so brave! He actually used the emperor's blood edict to inspire the morale of the army, so he wouldn't take the emperor angry at him?" Li Fang looked at the Han army that was rushing north like a tide.

A big man next to him was much bigger than Li Fang, a head taller, a tiger's mouth wide, eyebrows like swords, eyes as bright as the scorching sun in the sky, and a bearded face.

His body is like an iron tower, his muscles are tangled, as if he has endless strength. His face is shining with a unique brilliance and his eyes are bright: "The emperor's chest is as wide as the sea, so he can issue such a bloody edict, so how can he care about this?"

The sound is not loud, but it has the power to shock people's eardrums. If ordinary people hear it, they will definitely buzz in their ears.

"It is incredible to use the blood edict to inspire morale. Only those like Zhou Yang who have wonderful ideas can think of it." Li Fang shook his head.

"No matter what his idea is, as long as it is useful, it will be done." The big man agreed very much: "Did you hear it? Before the Blood Edict, the roars of the soldiers were completely different from those after the Blood Edict, and there was a sense of fanaticism!"

Li Fang's eyes were condensed, and he was slightly stunned and said, "The master of the opera is so powerful that he can even hear this."

"It's not that I have good eyesight, but that I live a life of licking blood from a knife and know the soldiers. Unlike you, I'm free and comfortable all day long." The big man named Ju smiled.

"This time we came to get rid of the Central Bank of China by the order of Mr. Ju. Heroes thought that when would it be appropriate to take action?" Li Fang was full of confidence in the man surnamed Ju: "The hero of Ju chased Liu Bi thousands of miles away and killed him and returned home. The world praised him together. There must be a way of perfection."

This great man was actually a famous hero in the world. If anyone heard this, he would be surprised.

"You are too arrogant. How could the Huns be comparable to Dong'ou?" Ju Meng shook his head and said, "The reason why I could cut off Liu Bian's head was because the Dong'ou King provided convenience. Liu Bian and Dong'ou King were sworn brothers. I originally thought that after he was defeated, he could go to Dong'ou for a while. However, what he did not expect was that Dong'ou King was afraid of attracting fire and attracted a large army of Tiaohou, so he turned a blind eye, and let me kill his head and return."

"Even so, there are no dead soldiers around Liu Bi. He has worked hard for decades, so many dead soldiers around him? It's not easy for you to cut off his head and return." Li Fang still praised him.

This is the truth. Even if Liu Bi was defeated, there were not a hundred dead soldiers around him, and there were dozens of them. If Ju Meng could cut off his head, the battle between him would definitely make people shocked.

Ju Meng smiled and said, "Where, where? The Bank of China said that we will get rid of him in the Hun army, and we will have many difficulties."

"How about we dress up as Huns and sneak in?" Li Fang suggested.

"Yes!" Ju Meng nodded and said, "But there is a big battle right now, so we don't need to be so troublesome. We can take advantage of the opportunity of the war between the two sides and then go and kill Zhongxing."

When the two sides fought, Ju Meng and others suddenly attacked, which would definitely go beyond everyone's expectations and the possibility of success was extremely high.

Li Fangda agreed: "The hero of the opera is very good at calculating. No one can imagine that a killer will be used in the chaos."

"No, it's not a killer, it's a way to capture the Bank of China." Ju Meng's statement was shocking, but it was the best result.

"Yes! The Bank of China said that it instigated the Huns to cause disaster, so there should be hundreds of thousands of people who died. If the Bank of China said it would be a disadvantage." Li Fang's face was gloomy and his tone was extremely unkind: "If you catch the condemnation disaster, the Ming Zhengpao punishment will be the best punishment for him!"

The sins committed by the Bank of China are not an exaggeration to cut into pieces.

"Let's go!" Ju Meng waved his hand and the five people quickly disappeared.

Under the Great Wall, the Huns camp covers an area of ​​dozens of miles.

Outside was the Zhaizha. Under the strict orders of the military minister Shanyu, the Xiongnu made great progress in making Zhaizha and did much stronger. Outside the Zhaizha was a wide and deep trench, covered with spikes.

At first glance, I would never have thought that this was the camp of the Huns, but the camp of the Han army.

As for the village alone, the Huns were still doing well. It would be impossible for the Han army to break through as easily as before.

However, the tents in the village are still old traditions, with a bunch of them in the east and west, disorderly and not strict enough.

The military minister Shanyu did not strictly order this matter, and asked the Huns to place the tabernacles neatly and orderly.

Junchen Shanyu believed that the wolf who lived in the sheep pen was still a wolf!

The tent of Junchen Shanyu was more than ten times larger than that of ordinary tents. The golden eagle on the top of the tent flapdates its wings and seems to fly away. Under the sunlight, there is a golden light, which is particularly dazzling.

In the king's tent, laughter and joy were constantly coming, and the military ministers and the ministers were drinking.

Since he got the plan of the Central Political Consultative Conference, the anger of the military minister Shanyu disappeared and he was in a good mood. When he was fine, he would bring in a group of ministers and drink with him.

The war was not going well, and Junchen Shanyu was in a bad mood. When they met, they were so bitter that they were scolded. How could they have wine and meat? Now Junchen Shanyu has changed his temperament and restored his old view. He is wine and meat, hello, I am, everyone, how can the ministers not make fun of it and have a banquet?

Therefore, this banquet is more happy and more flattering than before.

Junchen Shanyu gently cut the mutton, cut off a small piece of mutton, and slowly stuffed it into his mouth. The waiting days are really hard to pass. Even if you eat mutton, you have to save some food, otherwise, how can you pass the time after eating it in a few seconds?

"Report to the Great Shanyu, the Han army marched north!"

The personal guard came in and hurriedly reported.

"good!"

The golden knife in Junchen Shanyu's hand was stabbed hard on the lamb's leg: "Zhou Yang, you can't stand it!"

"The Han people come!"

"The Han people are here to die!"

The ministers were very excited and despised the Han army.

Fighting with the Huns in a wild battle is a search for death, and they can't be happy.

If they knew that Zhou Yang had a way to deal with the Huns, they would definitely not be happy. The problem is that they didn't know at all, let alone believe it.

"The Great Shanyu, the Han army recruited the army under Yanmen City and asked for the blood edict of the Han Emperor." The personal guards then reported: "It is said that they want to fight the Great Xiongnu and fight the Great Xiongnu, so that the Great Xiongnu cannot go south for several years!"

Junchen Shanyu would send whistle cavalry to reconnaissance, and Zhou Yang had long expected this. He ordered Zhao Ponu to go as long as the Xiongnu whistle cavalry should not get too close, and they would take the opportunity to convey a message to Junchen Shanyu.

Of course, the news that Zhou Yang wants to convey is not this, but another, and it takes some time to guess it.

"Fight against the warriors of the Great Huns?"

Junchen Shanyu stood up suddenly and laughed to the sky: "They are seeking death! What are Zhou Yang fighting with the warriors of the Great Huns? Does he have many war horses of the Great Huns? Does he have many cavalrymen of the Great Huns? Under the Great Huns, a flat horse is a good place for cavalry to gallop. The warriors of the Great Huns will kill them all! You must sharpen the scimitar, don't cut the Han people's necks at that time!"

"Ha ha!"

The ministers burst into laughter. They fought with the Huns, thinking that they lived long?
Chapter completed!