Jue Jilian was so dizzy that he was fooled by Fang Zheng, and staggered away from Beijiaoyin and entered the camp.

Fang Zheng touched his chin, his eyes narrowed into a slit. Looking at Mo Jilian's back as he walked away, Fang Zheng couldn't help but smile a bit sinister.

Wen Sen, who had been standing outside the tent for a long time, looked at the smile on Fang Zheng's face quietly, and his whole body trembled. Marshal Fang smiled so hard that he was really cancerous. The Turkic national guru will definitely get bad, this time it will get bad."

Feng Qiudao turned out from behind the commander's tent, looked at Mojilian's back, and said in confusion: "Marshal, do we really want to join forces with Mojilian's army? Even if Mochuo is defeated, this Turkic national guru is not a good man. If he unified the grassland, the Turkic will recover its vitality in a few years. By that time, our Hua Dynasty will be bullied by the Turkic people again."

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "What you are worried about makes sense. So I plan to release him."

"Let's go, let's go?" Wensen and Feng Qiudao were stunned.

Fang Zheng said with shame: "Although I have let others go countless times in my life, this time is undoubtedly the most deadly "Oh, I find that I am not very kind."

Wen Feng and the other two rolled their eyes together, were they modest, right? When have you ever been kind?

The three of them walked into the tent of the coach, and Feng Qiudao bowed and said, "Marson, the decisive battle is imminent. What are you thinking? Why not tell us? We can act according to your will and not be biased."

Fang Zheng nodded and said, "It's really time to tell you that this decisive battle is very important. If you misunderstand what I mean, my game of chess is not very good."

He summoned the two of them to the front, Fang Zheng pointed at the map on the Shuai desk and kept drawing circles on it.

"Look, what is this?"

Wensen said excitedly: "I know!" The marshal used to curse the Turks in circles. Well, a very sharp spell

Fang Zheng and Feng Qiudao are full of black lines:,”

Why is this guy becoming more unrestrained than me?

"This is Mochu's camp. Here is the camp of our Northern Expedition Army. The second camp is fifty miles apart. If Mochu sends troops to attack, according to the combat characteristics of their grassland people rushing forward, Mochu will surely divide 80,000 troops into three directions, east, west and north to attack our camp. And we will divide the army into two parts and ambush them 50 miles on the east and west sides respectively. The national division Moji Company led his 50,000 Turkic soldiers to help us guard the camp and wait for us to lead our troops to aid. At that time, we will implement the anti-encirclement tactic on Mochu and then attack,

Feng Qiudao wondered: "Marson, aren't these exactly the same as what you said to Mojilian? Do we really need to cooperate with Mojilian and attack Mochu internally and externally?"

Fang Zheng smiled a little treacherously: "It's true that it's the same as Mojilian said, but there's a little difference.

Fang Zheng dropped the map on the table, and then pointed his fingers in the direction of the Northern Expedition Camp to a large circle.

Feng Qiudao looked at Fang Zheng's circle for no reason, including inside and outside the Northern Expedition Camp, and even the 50,000 soldiers who helped Moji Company defend the camp were included. Feng Qiudao looked for a while, and his eyebrows suddenly jumped and said in a lost voice: "Marson, do you want to be the whole thing?"

Until this moment, Feng Qiudao finally realized it suddenly. He recalled the details of Fang Zheng's dealings with Mo Jilian after entering the grassland. He found that Fang Zheng began to arrange this game as early as Youzhou and slowly implemented it step by step.

What a big game of chess!

In fact, to put it bluntly, Fang Zheng can summarize all Mo Jilian's actions in one sentence: if you want to take it, you must give it first.

After Fang Zheng entered the grassland, he had almost no excuse. He even volunteered to take on the combat mission of annihilation of Chai Mengshan's troops. He acted sincerely to help Mojilian recover his country and avenge his country. He did not seek credit for the benefit in front of Mojilian's company. What's more, he also supported Mojilian to send troops eastward, reclaiming the grassland pastures and tribes, and encouraging Mojilian to strengthen himself. In the sporadic small-scale battle with Mojilian, he never asked Mojilian to send troops to help him, as if he really came to help Mojilian restore his country, and he made complete selfless contributions without asking for any reward. Even though many Chinese soldiers were sacrificed in the battle with Mojilian, even if the generals of the Northern Expedition Army had complained about Fang Zheng's actions, he didn't care. He still worked hard for Mojilian's great cause of restoration, silently exerting his light and heat,

Feng Qiudao finally understood the purpose of Fang Zheng doing this.

Gain the trust of Mojilian, and then stab him at the most critical moment. This is Fang Zheng’s true self.

Since Mojilian agreed to hold the camp for Fang Zheng, he unknowingly fell into Fang Zheng's trap.

This trap is not only aimed at Mochu, but also at Mojilian. In other words, Fang Zheng sets a trap for all Turks.

He raised his head and looked at Fang Zheng and Feng Qiudao's forehead again. A layer of cold sweat had appeared on his forehead.

It's so vicious! How did this guy come up with it?

Fang Zheng still had a pure and innocent smile. He smiled so harmlessly that people and animals were green and environmentally friendly, and the sun was shining brightly.

"Old Feng, don't look at me like this. Your eyes make me feel erotic." Fang Zheng blushed and said with a hint.

Feng Qiudao hates chills:”

After bowing, Feng Qiudao smiled bitterly and said, "Marson, you have basically understood what you mean. Can you tell us in detail?"

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Don't you know everything? That's right, I just want to take the Turks all over the place!"

Feng Qiudao and Wen Sen were both shocked.

"In terms of combat power, our Huachao soldiers are far inferior to those of the Turks. We cannot defeat Mochu, and even we can even deal with Moji. Therefore, we can only take advantage of the situation."

"Taking the momentum?"

"That's right, take advantage of the situation, use all the conditions around you, use the strength to fight, spend the smallest price, and get the greatest benefit. The best way is to use the Turks to fight the Turks and let them kill each other.

Fang Zheng lowered his head, pointed to the map and smiled, "Look, Mochu attacked the camp, Moji Company helped me guard the camp, and my goal was achieved. I had a half-time appointment with the prison cup. I sent troops to rescue him every time, "Well, I can think that this is not the case,"

Feng Qiudao and Wensen looked at each other and sweated.

Mojilian's price is that he won't destroy his country,

If Fang Zheng's words are reliable, the sows will climb the tree! The only thing Mojilian can get is this truth. He has a lifetime of time to regret, curse, and beat his chest and stamp his feet."

"As long as Mochu and Mojilian fight, they can't stop for a while, and our Northern Expedition Army will not move. Let them fight. When both sides are injured, maybe Mojilian has already found something wrong and understands that I'm lying to him, but it doesn't matter. Even if he finds out, it's too late. Tens of thousands of troops are fighting, and once it starts, it's impossible to stop. This is not a fight between children, and if they don't fight, they won't fight. When they fight red and the two sides fight almost the same, we will follow the original plan and join forces to surround them. At that time, whether it's Mochu's troops or Mojilian's troops, they are the targets we kill,"

"But" our Chinese soldiers are not good at fighting horses. Even if we deal with Turks who both lose and suffer, we still have to take great risks."

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "So, we have to do a lot of preparations, such as secretly circulating tens of thousands of strong bows and countless arrows to the court's military warehouse."

Feng Qiudao said in surprise: "What does the marshal mean? Kill the Turks with bows and arrows?"

"Yes, we surrounded them, so it is impossible for us to go up and fight them desperately. Just shoot the damn with bows and arrows! Whoever gets the arrows is bad, there are not many ways to deal with cavalry since ancient times. Covered bows and arrows are the most effective. After they are killed and they can no longer organize a powerful charge, our cavalry will rush into the encirclement, kill people when they see people, and slaughter pigs. This battle will determine the world of our Chinese dynasty for hundreds of years!"

Fang Zheng's expression gradually became awe-inspiring: "When I was in Youzhou, I said that this grassland must be included in the territory of our Hua Dynasty! The Turks will completely erase them from these! There are only two endings, one is to die under our knife, and the other is to become prisoners. From then on, we will be slaves and servants, and the grassland will be fully taken over by our Hua Dynasty people. From then on, our Hua Dynasty will be boundless in the north!"

Feng Qiudao and Wen Sen's eyes were shiny, and even their breathing became rapid.

I heard Fang Zheng say that the grassland was to be placed into the territory of the Chinese Dynasty. Although everyone was excited, they still had hesitation in their hearts. After all, the Turks have been strong for more than a hundred years, and how could it be possible for a Northern Expedition of just over 100,000 people to take down the entire grassland?

Now that he heard Fang Zheng’s strategic intentions, Feng Qiudao finally gained strong confidence.

Damn it! This may really happen!

"Marson, you just told Mojilian that you drugged the 80,000 horses that Mo sucked. "Are you lying to his heart?" Wensen said curiously.

Fang Zheng said unhappily: "Who said I lied to him? I'm telling the truth! I'll ask my mother-in-law who I haven't met before to do this.

"You really drugged 80,000 war horses?"

Fang Zheng sighed and said, "The medicine is indeed taken down, and it is a very poison that can be blocked with blood." However, if it is distributed to 80,000 horses equally, it is still a little less. The best situation is that the 80,000 horses may have some adverse reactions. For example, diarrhea, weak legs, weak running, etc. These reactions are enough for us. The Turks use horses as a battle, and their combat power depends entirely on the rapid running of war horses. If this horse cannot run fast, their combat power will be greatly reduced. When we meet on the battlefield, the horses will run a little slower. For us, vitality will be reduced a little bit."

Feng Qiudao and Wen Sen nodded together, and their eyes looked at Fang Zheng with inexplicable complexity.

Our marshal lives in tricks and tricks. He hopes that he will fight openly and never want to do this in this life.

Fang Zheng sighed with a hint of shame, his expression was quite ashamed: "The soldiers of our Hua Dynasty are not as good as those of the Turks, so why should I do such unethical things? I have known you for so many years. I know each other well. You know that I have always been a very upright and kind person. I have always been a very righteous and kind person with virtue, and never "Hey, hey, what are you two? Are you wrong? Let me show this look of a ghost that grandma doesn't love my uncle, and be careful of criticizing you!"

"Being a handsome man!"

That night, Fang Zheng sent thousands of cavalry to scatter in three directions: east, west and north, guarding dozens of miles to prevent the enemy from spying on the Northern Expedition Camp. If he met a spy from Mochuo Camp, he would kill him without any mercy and kill all the enemy outside the Northern Expedition Camp.

At the same time, the Northern Expedition Army took advantage of the night and began to quietly emerge. More than 100,000 people divided into two parts and drove in the east and west directions, leaving behind an empty Sudang camp that stretched for dozens of miles.

Just after the Northern Expedition Army set off, Moji Company led the only 50,000 Turkic soldiers left under the tent and quietly entered the Northern Expedition Camp. All the soldiers guarding the camp changed into the uniforms of the Huachao soldiers.

The two armies met in a hurry and completed the handover of the camp.

Everything went on without realizing it, as if nothing had happened.

In the dark night, Fang Zheng stood in front of the gate of the camp, held Mojilian's hand, shook it again and again. He looked reluctant, and even tears of sadness appeared in his eyes.

"National Master" said nothing, I'm so hot, it's hot." Fang Zheng choked so hard that he even changed his voice.

Mo Jilian looked at the tears in the corner of Fang Zheng's eyes and his infinite sad expression, and couldn't help but calm down and said warmly: "Thank you for your hard work, Marshal. Whether this battle can be determined depends entirely on the marshal's support. You and I will join forces with Xiao Mo Chu to ashes.

Fang Zheng focused heavily and said with a sigh: "The National Master is right. After tonight, when we meet again tomorrow, we must have met successfully in this camp. Drink and celebrate the wine together. The National Master, the road is tortuous, and the pre-painting is the first to win the victory. We should go hand in hand and create a better tomorrow together!"

Mojilian's face twitched a few times. What's going on with this guy reciting poetry?

The last time I held Mojilian's hand tightly, Fang Zheng burst into tears: "Take care! Oh woo... I really can't bear to leave you too."

"Master Fang, why don't you just stay. Let's fight together in the camp?"

Fang Zheng shivered all over when he heard this and said, "How can that be done? More than 100,000 people are waiting for my orders. I said I can't bear to leave you, just go through the motions, don't take it too seriously."

Mojilian said suspiciously: "You said that you will lead the army to rescue during the decisive battle. Wouldn't this be a formality?"

"How could it be? National Master, do you think you trust me?" You said when did I drop the chain for you? Don't worry, I won't miss it. I promise to arrive in time and annihilate Mochu together."

"Master Fang, the more I think about it, the more I feel, the more I feel. "You really won't lie to me, are you?" Mo Jilian said anxiously with his eyes twitching.

"Oh, you old guy is so verbose! I won't lie to you, I will definitely not lie to you. Why don't you believe me? You Turks are so dark and not sunny at all."

"But why your face keeps laughing?"

"That's what I'm looking forward to the coming victory!"

"But, why are your eyes so guilty?"

But, that's because I didn't sleep well last night and my eyes were distracted."

"But

"Okay OK! Shut up! If you pull it off again, you will miss the military plane! I'll flash, bye!"

,”

All the Northern Expedition Army evacuated the camp. Looking back, Mojilian's figure was still standing in front of the gate, looking particularly old and hunched,

Wen Sence immediately stepped forward and said with some difficulty: "Marson, Lao Mo looks so pitiful."

Fang Zheng glanced at him sideways and said lukewarmly: "Why don't you stay in the camp and accompany him to grow old slowly?"
To be continued...