"Fire!"
"It's the Chinese military account!"
When the fire broke out into the sky, the military camp that had been quiet at night suddenly exploded.
"Fight the fire!" Wu Yanji's trusted generals rushed to the front of the central army tent and shouted loudly.
The most important thing in fighting fires in the army is manpower.
"General, it's oil!" After a few pots of water went down, the fire burned even more, and the experienced sergeant responded and said loudly.
"Have you found the general?" the general in charge asked anxiously.
This is the central army tent. Wu Yanji has not appeared yet. Everyone has some ideas in their hearts. Wu Yanji is afraid that something will happen to him.
While everyone was busy putting out the fire, the people from the outpost of the former camp ran over again and shouted, "Someone ran out of the former camp!"
"Is it a barbarian?" Several generals stood together and all had this guess.
"What's wrong?" Wei Lan didn't come from his camp until then.
"General Wei," The generals didn't have money like Wu Yan, and Wei Lan and the others couldn't afford to offend them, so they rushed to Wei Lan.
"Isn't the general there?" Wei Lan still looked around in the crowd.
"The general should be sleeping in the central tent tonight," a general said to Wei Lan.
Wei Lan looked back at the burning fire and said, "That general?"
The generals were silent.
Wei Lan sighed, shook his head, and then said again, "Who told someone to run out of the former camp just now?"
The sergeant of the former battalion hurriedly said: "It's a villain."
"See where you ran to?" Wei Lan asked.
"South," said the sergeant.
"Is it really a barbarian?" The general who couldn't hold back his breath immediately shouted.
The stockade of the Yi people was ten miles to the south, and if they ran to the south, in all likelihood, the Yi people had come to this camp to make trouble and fled to the stockade.
Wei Lan looked at the highest-ranking generals in the army except Wu Yanji, and said, "General Liu, I want to lead troops to chase, what do you think?"
General Liu quickly calculated in his heart that his main general seemed to be more dead than alive. Once this backer fell, and offending this Wei Lan again would be worth the loss.
"General Liu," Wei Lan took a few steps closer to General Liu and said in a low voice, "If there is something wrong with General Wu, we are afraid that we will not be able to escape the guilt. If we go after him at this time, even if we can't catch the murderer, we will not be able to catch the murderer. Good to explain to Luo Shuai."
What Wei Lan said was the truth. General Liu took another look at the middle army tent, which had become less popular, and asked Wei Lan, "How many people do you want to bring to chase?"
Wei Lan said, "This last will listen to the general." He saw that General Liu was about to speak, so he took a step forward and said, "General, the general is in charge of this place at this time. The last general hopes that the generals will be safe and sound, and I also hope that General Liu will be able to rise step by step."
General Liu glanced at Wei Lan quickly, Wei Lan's words were to his liking, and he understood.
"General please show me," Wei Lan said respectfully to General Liu.
"It's enough to leave the pro-barracks here," General Liu said, "We have to avenge General Wu's revenge, and we will trouble General Wei for chasing the enemy."
"The last general will definitely live up to the general's entrustment," Wei Lan said.
The fire in the central army tent was extinguished, and Wei Lan also left the camp with the brigade.
General Liu led people into the central army tent where only the skeleton was still standing.
"A total of eight corpses," the Chinese officer who was the first to check the tent said to General Liu.
General Liu endured the nauseating smell of charred corpses, and looked at the charred corpses lying on the ground. Not only were these eight corpses burned beyond recognition, they were also separated.
"This should be the corpse of the general," the officer in the middle said, pointing to the innermost charred corpse: "He has the sword that the general never leaves his body."
General Liu walked in front of the charred corpse, the head of the corpse rolled on his waist, and it was impossible to tell what it looked like before his death. General Liu covered his mouth and nose with his hands, and took a closer look at the long sword attached to the corpse's waist. The sword was unsheathed, and the scabbard had been burned black and deformed, but the engraved characters could still be seen roughly.
"Do you want to call the military officer?" the officer in the middle asked.
"Come on," said General Liu. This is a strange thing. The barbarians have such a great ability to kill the main general of the first army in the barracks? General Liu looked at the sword attached to Wu Yanji's waist. What kind of assassin could make Wu Yanji, who has been in the army for many years, not even have time to draw out a weapon for self-defense? Are they really barbarians? The more General Liu thought about it, the more wrong it became.
Zuzuo walked in and stood in front of General Liu.
"This matter is of great importance," General Liu said to him: "If you find something, don't talk nonsense, just talk to this general."
"The villain understands," Zuo Zuo busy agreed.
General Liu walked out of the central army tent, which no longer existed, and looked at the dark clouds floating in the sky, "Damn the weather!" General Liu scolded. The weather in this mountain is cloudy and sunny, just like this battle, people are in it, can't see clearly, can't feel it.
After the sky was bright, Wei Lan stood outside the valley of the Yiren Zhaizi. The rain in the sky has grown from small to heavy. At this time, it is already blurred for people's vision. The stockade in the valley is silent in the rain, and it seems to be covered with a layer of fog across the rain curtain.
"The Yi people didn't expect us to arrive at this time," Wei Lan listened carefully. He could hear the barking of dogs and cocks in the stockade, as well as the cries of babies. Just as I thought, I didn't expect that these officers and soldiers would come to kill on the muddy mountain road after the rain.
"General, let's rush over?" a sergeant asked Wei Lan.
Wei Lan made a gesture to the general leading the vanguard battalion.
This officer will take his subordinates in the rain and touch the stockade.
Wei Lan took the sword out of his hand, and said to the left and right: "This stockade, Luo Shuai, has orders, and the chickens and dogs will not be left behind. After you enter the stockade, you must not show mercy. Luo Shuai has a word in advance, and a barbarian head is a share. reward."
This stockade of the barbarians is located in a remote location, which is why the barbarians chose this place as one of the places to store grain. It was still early in the morning, except for the women who got up early to do housework, most of the people in the cottage were still sleeping. Zhou Jun came with a whole body of mud, which caught the people in this stockade off guard.
Wei Lan walked into this cottage amidst the cries of killing, and before he could stand firm, he raised his knife and slaughtered a barbarian man under his feet.
"General Wei," the side general who led the forward battalion, ran to Wei Lan and said, "Most of the men in this stockade seem to be absent."
Wei Lan looked around and saw a rare figure of a middle-aged barbarian man.
"Has the news of our coming been revealed?" the general asked.
"Go and see the granary," Wei Lan ordered.
He took people to the place where the grain was put in the stockade and ran away.
"Tell them all to shut up," Wei Lan said to the soldiers behind him: "It's good to kill someone, whoever speaks out again will be dealt with by military law."
Several personal soldiers split up and sent orders.
Wei Lan stood on this small street paved with pebbles in the mountains, and after a while, the stockade was quiet. Wei Lan heard the sound of a gust of wind in the back of his head, and the Yiren's arrows were poisoned. Wei Lan didn't dare to pick it up with his hands, but just turned to one side, and a bamboo arrow passed him by. Wei Lan avoided the dark arrow, and turned his eyes to the direction the arrow came from. He saw a child about seven or eight years old running back. The bamboo arrow was shot by the little boy.
Several sergeants chased after him, and one of them went down with a knife and slashed the child to the ground. A woman rushed out of the alley next to her crying, and was also slashed over with a knife.
"Search from house to house," Wei Lan ordered the sergeant beside him to say, "Don't leave anyone alive."