Although Chen Lu was Asibao's new recruiter, he was no match for Deji and others. The tent where they camped was far away from the center. He sat up from the bed suddenly, his head feeling dizzy.

"Where's the sound coming from?"

"There's a spy!"

Chen Lu put on his clothes and rushed out.

I saw many bewildered soldiers looking around outside.

"Where are the people?"

In the distance, the sounds are still coming continuously, getting more and more louder...

"Left Wing Assault!"

"Get ready to set fire to these Shegu sons of bitches!"

"We caught Asibao!"

"Wan Sheng!"

"Wan Sheng!"

There was a commotion outside the camp, and the Shegu people were shouting in panic or running around.

The Chinese army was also affected. Deji was saddened by the death of his young son in the battle and stayed awake. He was the first to realize that something was wrong.

He walked out of the tent and vaguely heard a loud voice saying something in the distance.

The commotion spread from the edge, and the Chinese soldiers also ran out one after another.

Asibao was surrounded by people and came over, "Go and investigate!"

Several generals hurried over.

"Your Majesty, there are dozens of Northern Xinjiang troops outside the camp, and we have driven them away."

"Can dozens of people make such a noise?" Asibao looked at his generals coldly, "Incompetent!"

yes!

Such a huge sound would be impossible without hundreds or even thousands of loud voices shouting in unison.

This is more like a reason to shirk responsibility.

Several generals lowered their heads in shame.

At this time, someone from the rear camp came to report.

"Your Majesty, there is a commotion in the back camp!"

At this time, the guards brought the horses of Asibao and others. Asibao got on the horse and said, "Go and have a look."

When they arrived at the rear camp, they saw that the soldiers had already dressed and were arrayed with weapons in hand, waiting for the order to attack.

The sound outside was very clear.

"...Brothers from Beiliao, don't sacrifice your life for the cruel Shegu people!"

"Everywhere the Shegu people went, they killed wantonly. How many Northern Liao people died tragically in their hands?"

"When you think about those relatives and friends who died at the hands of the Shegu people, doesn't your conscience hurt?"

"Tomorrow will be the decisive battle. Anyone who switches sides in front of the formation will be promoted to the third level and will be rewarded with a slave from the ancients."

"Whoever kills General Shegu in front of the battle will be rewarded with 500 acres of fertile land and 3,000 yuan!"

"Cut down the flag of the Chinese army, and you will be cordially received by the Duke of the country."

"If you can kill Asibao, good brother, you will become a hero of Northern Xinjiang. Asibao's wife and daughter will be yours!"

"Live for money, die for money, and work for money all your life. Do you want to get rich? Switch sides and give it a try!"

The gate of the rear camp opened, and a group of cavalry rushed out in shame.

"The loudspeaker has stopped broadcasting! See you tomorrow!"

withdraw!

More than a hundred sergeants put away their earthen trumpets, galvanized their horses and fled.

Tonight, there is no sleep in the Shegu Camp.

Since no one can sleep, let's just come and discuss the matter.

In the big tent, a general yelled angrily, "It's so sinister. Yang Gou is indeed a despicable person!"

This is General Shegu.

The general stood on the other side.

Isn't it despicable for us to harass the Northern Xinjiang Army camp?

The surrendered generals murmured.

At the same time, a thought echoed in my mind.

By turning against one another, not only can one forget the past, but one can also be rewarded for one's meritorious service?

Daliao is gone.

This is one of the reasons why the generals are willing to serve the Shegu people.

But what if we go to Northern Xinjiang?

The Duke of Qin was extremely cruel to his enemies, but extremely kind to his own people.

He Lianrong was a surrendered general, but he became Yang Xuan's confidant.

Helianyan, the Northern Liao sect's daughter, became Yang Xuan's right-hand man.

So, what about us?

The thought passed away in a flash.

Everyone looked at Asibao.

Asibao remained silent.

Deji waved his hands and everyone left.

The sound of footsteps faded away.

Asibao said leisurely: "Deji."

"King!"

Deji, who had just experienced the pain of losing his son, sat down.

"To be honest, I am not absolutely sure about this battle."

The candlelight shone on Asibao's body, and there was a shadow on the tent behind him.

"Your Majesty, no one is sure. The same goes for Yang Xuan opposite."

"This battle will determine the master of the north." Asibao straightened his back, "If we win, we will become the king of the north. If we lose, we will become savages. No, we want to be savages but we can't."

"Your Majesty, please rest assured!" Deji said: "We have nearly 80,000 troops, and the opposite side has a maximum of 70,000."

"Did you just see the appearance of the surrendered generals from Northern Liao?" Asibao said coldly: "Someone has other ideas."

"What was said outside the camp earlier still had a big impact on them." Deji smiled bitterly.

"Lin Shu is cruising on the flank, and I have high hopes for him." Asibao said, "Some people say that Yang Xuan's performance in this battle is quite low, but I know that he is gathering strength."

"He's a little conservative," Deji said.

"It's not conservative." Asibao said: "Have you ever noticed that when we sent troops from Zhenbeicheng, the morale of the army was high. The soldiers seemed to be able to punch through the sky with one punch. But what about now?"

"Morale is a little low."

Deji was startled, "Axibao, I thought of something."

"I thought about it too."

Asibao said quietly: "Someone in the Northern Liao Dynasty collected Yang Xuan's words and divided them into poetry collections and The Art of War. I dismissed the poetry, but I had read the Art of War at the beginning. I didn't agree with one of the passages, but at this moment, I regret it.

.That passage..."

Deji recited: "Fighting requires courage..."

…

"Fighting requires courage!"

In the early morning, in the big tent, Yang Xuan was pacing with his hands behind his back, chanting calmly.

"One blow will make you strong, then it will weaken again, and three times it will be exhausted. If it is exhausted, I will be full, so I can overcome it."

Jiang He'er was cleaning up after being humiliated. Hearing this, he said, "My lord, the people of Shegu are very fierce!"

"Is it as fierce as a tiger?" Yang Xuan asked with a smile.

"No way!" Jiang He'er rolled up the quilt.
To be continued...