The night was dark and the wind was high, and Bi Zaiyu decided to take action after observing for several days.

In the past few days, the scouts' confrontation has never stopped. From gritting their teeth on the first day to running away on the fourth day, it seems that the Jin army, who had been hungry for four days, has reached its limit.

"Old General, let's leave!" Zhang Yun bowed to Bi Zaiyu, and then held the war horse in his mouth and walked carefully towards the Jin army camp in the west of the city.

Tonight they had only one goal, which was to cut off the fence of the war horses when the fire broke out, drive them away and disperse.

Although the Jin army was powerful, after losing the war horse, it was probably not that scary again!

The midsummer night is not that quiet, with all kinds of animals making various sounds from time to time.

In the Jin army camp, the soldiers who were watching the night were leaning against the wooden fence, constantly drowsy, and occasionally opened their eyes and looked around.

Zhang Yun led the war horse and waited quietly three hundred steps away from the camp.

Half a stick of incense, Xu Ping took the 200 Death Camp with the two hundred death camps and followed Zhang Yun's instructions, and crawled towards the camp gate.

At this time, the effect of the self-training camp was undoubtedly highlighted. The friendly troops on the side were even more stunned by this sneak attack method.

"Gugu!"

"Qua, quack!"

......

The sounds of various animals in front of the camp gate were heard one after another. Zhang Yun knew that it was the death camp sending signals to each other, and success or failure was the same.

The Jin soldiers who were vigilant looked at each other weakly. Although the insects were screaming frequently, they did not arouse their vigilance at all.

In the night, buzzing sounds pierced the night sky. It was the sound of the hand crossbow unique to the death camp.

The sentry posts of Xidaying fell one after another, without having time to make a sound!

"Xu Ping succeeded!" Looking at the slowly opened camp gate, Zhang Yun rubbed his hands excitedly, then turned over to the horse.

"The soldiers of the Song Dynasty, tonight, make achievements!" Zhang Yun shouted and rushed out first.

When he arrived at the camp gate, the soldiers of the Death Camp had already begun to set fire everywhere, and they were not very skilled, but their proficiency had been greatly improved.

"Kill the Golden Thieves!"

"Kill the thief! Kill the thief!"

A burst of roar broke through the quiet night sky. The Jin soldiers who were sleeping in a daze were a little confused.

"Talented, drive away the horses!" Under Zhang Yun's leadership, four hundred cavalry charged along the way, as if they were no one.

Anyone who doesn't have eyes will definitely be penetrated with a blood hole!

As the fire broke out, the horse ring in Xiying was opened. After a few deafening explosions, the horses were completely shocked.

"I didn't expect that the scene of thousands of horses galloping seemed so magnificent in the dark!" With the light of fire, Zhang Yun clearly saw many panicked Jin soldiers being knocked over by the horses and then passed by one after another.

"Ye, the timid Song army is here, come and kill me!" A roar came, interrupting Zhang Yun's mood to enjoy the scenery.

Looking in the sound, there was about a Jin army general who had not yet woken up and had just rushed out of the camp, and howling, as if no one had seen him.

"Go!" Zhang Yun rode his horse forward, and of course he had to satisfy such a cheap request.

The sound of horse hooves rumbled. When the Jin general was a little awake just now, Zhang Yun rushed in front of him, one by one.

"Since you are sincerely seeking death, I will fulfill you!" The voice came with the sound of a spear breaking through the air.

The Jin army generals seemed to be much more awake, perhaps the breath of death reduced the temperature in the air by several degrees.

After a thud, the Jin army general looked at the iron spear that penetrated his body in shock. His feet had left the ground, as if his big tent was leaving him.

"You...you..."

"What are you? Remember not to make such requests in the next life!" After saying that, Zhang Yun exerted force with his right hand and shook the body hanging on the iron spear.

The fire reflected half of the night sky red. The panicked war horses were still running in the night, but the sound was getting weaker and weaker.

Looking at the messy camp in front of him, Zhang Yun grinned proudly, then turned to look at Chuzhou City.

In the south of Chuzhou City, the same fire also illuminated the sky.

"It seems that General Bi has succeeded!" With emotion, Zhang Yun continued to ride his horse and ran wildly. Tonight he would take advantage of the chaos to kill.

If you can kill one more Jin army, you can consume more of their vitality. Why not do it!

It was clear that the sky was clear, and people were surging in Chuzhou City. They could see clearly the two fires last night, but unfortunately, they could not send troops rashly when the enemy was unknown.

"Wan Sheng! Wan Sheng!" At some point, the passionate shouts came to the head of Chuzhou city!

"Wansheng! Wansheng!" Zhang Yun also raised his iron spear and shouted, and then there was a louder shout from the soldiers behind him.

Inside and outside the city, echoing each other from afar, Zhang Yun's eyes were a little wet!

Who said the Song Dynasty was weak? Who said the Song Dynasty had no backbone?

"Xu Ming, reorganize the troops and return to the camp!" Although he was very moved, Zhang Yun had to leave.

Once it was dawn, the Jin army would inevitably counterattack after clarifying the specific situation, which would make some losses more than worth it.

Chuzhou gradually disappeared from sight, but the passionate shout never stopped.

In the central army tent of Shiliu Hu Shahu, his face turned pale at this moment. Last night, two camps in the west of Chuzhou City and the south of the city were attacked.

The fire at the city gate affected the pond fish, and many panicked war horses actually broke through the fence of the Beiying, causing a lot of losses.

"Marson, it's dawn, send troops!" Yi Shilie Hu Shahu's subordinates were full of fighting spirit, although these words were a bit like hindsight.

Yi Shilie Hu Shahu raised his right hand, and then slowly spoke: "Send an order, withdraw the troops!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a mouthful of old blood was spurted out!

It’s not that he doesn’t want to save it, but that he can’t! The Song army will definitely have a lot of troops to attack two camps at the same time. Moreover, the soldiers who fled were at a loss, which has caused morale to decline.

The most critical question is that he has been out of food for five days, so what else can he use to fight the Song army!

It cannot be said that Yi Shiliu Hu Shahu issued an order wrong. At least one night of fierce fighting, even if we know that the Jin army retreated, the Song army was not able to pursue it.

One hour later, the battle report was counted. In this battle, a total of 3,000 beheaded, and they were burned to death in chaos and trampled to death. There were as many as 6,433 war horses, and the Song army itself suffered more than 600 casualties.

Such a record may not be greater since the beginning of the Northern Expedition!

Bi Zaiyu made a rough estimate. This time, the 70,000 troops attacked Chuzhou, including the losses of the siege, the Jin army probably retreated northward.

In other words, 35,000 people were lost to the city of Chuzhou.

"Old General, it's a pity that the Shiliu Hu and Shahu ran away!" Zhang Yun said with some disappointment.

"Hahaha, the appetite is too big, so you still have to eat it one bite at a time! If you have this victory, it will definitely shake the government and the country." Bi Zaiyu laughed. Although this statement sounded very ordinary, it was also a reminder to face Zhang Yun from the side.

Although the Jin army's combat power is not as good as before, what is the current combat power of the Song army?

After two victories, Zhang Yun's was already a little fluttering, and Bi Zaiyu reminded him just right.

Jiang is still so hot! Zhang Yun sighed in secret, and then bowed to Bi Zaihui.

"What the old general taught me is that Liu Lang is so arrogant!"
Chapter completed!