Chapter 357 Chapter 357 Don’t worry, Your Majesty, everything is under the control of this old minis

Outside Qinghua City, in the Tenglong Guard army camp.

Two soldiers from the Tenglong Guard were reporting to Yang Zhengshan that enemy cavalry appeared around the Acropolis.

Yang Zhengshan was relieved when he learned that the enemy cavalry did not rush into the Acropolis at the first time.

As long as the enemy did not raid the Acropolis, there would be no big problem.

"Three thousand cavalry, this should be the cavalry of King Qing!"

Yang Zhengshan said to his subordinates in the tent.

Xie Yuan smiled and said, "King Qing should want us to come back for help, but he seems to underestimate our Tenglong Guard!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Zhengshan's heart suddenly trembled.

"Wait, you just said that King Qing wanted us to come back for help!" Yang Zhengshan said with shining eyes.

"Uh, isn't it? Otherwise, why would he let the cavalry raid the Acropolis?" Xie Yuan said puzzledly.

Yang Zhengshan grinned, "No, they just want us to come back for help!"

Xie Yuan and the others looked at each other, not understanding what this meant.

"Send an order, gather the five military camps immediately, we will go back to help!" Yang Zhengshan said with a smile.

Although this was just his guess, he was willing to give it a try. Anyway, even if he guessed wrong, there would be no loss.

On the contrary, if he guessed right, maybe they could easily take down Qinghua Prefecture City.

"Go back to help!" Xie Yuan still didn't figure it out, and Song Dashan had already sent the order.

Yang Zhengshan said to him: "After I lead the five military camps to leave, you can close the camp gates and defend the camp!"

Xie Yuan's thoughts turned quickly, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he said: "My lord, you mean, they will attack the camp!"

"Well, it's very likely that they want us to go back to help, so let's use their tricks to see what they are going to do!"

"Maybe we don't need to lure the snake out of the hole, they will come out by themselves!"

Yang Zhengshan stroked his beard and smiled.

A moment later, Yang Zhengshan, wearing a golden lacquer mountain armor, riding a red cloud, led the five military camps and 6,000 cavalry out of the camp.

The six thousand cavalrymen marched out of the camp in a mighty manner, which naturally could not be hidden from the King of Qing and others in Qinghua City.

"Good, haha, our plan succeeded!"

In the lobby of the palace, Xu Maocai said excitedly.

King of Qing also showed a happy mood. The six thousand cavalrymen left. At this time, there were only eight thousand soldiers in the camp of Tenglong Guard outside the city.

And he had 11,000 soldiers under his command, and his troops exceeded the opponent. If he could catch them off guard, he would have a great chance to defeat the Tenglong Guard army in one fell swoop.

He did not seek to defeat the Tenglong Guard completely, but only to win a hearty victory to prove his ability and strength.

But obviously they were too happy too early!

On May 27, it was night.

The dark night seemed to be heavily painted on the sky with endless thick ink. The night fog came, covering the hazy crescent moon, and even the faint light of the stars followed.

In the camp of Tenglong Guard, there was no other light except the burning bonfire and pot fire.

The soldiers on guard couldn't help but feel sleepy in such a quiet and peaceful night.

In the tent, Xie Yuan and Song Dashan sat together, drinking tea lazily.

"Hey, are they coming?"

"They didn't come yesterday, so they won't come today!"

"What if they don't come?"

Song Dashan said anxiously.

He has always been straightforward, and what he hates most is waiting.

They have been waiting for a day and a night, and Song Dashan can't stand it anymore.

Xie Yuan looked at Song Dashan helplessly, "Old Song, can't you be quiet?"

Song Dashan looked at him, pouted, and said, "I'm afraid I'll fall asleep if I'm quiet!"

"..."

Xie Yuan was speechless for a while. Well, Song Dashan's sleep is really good. No matter where he is, no matter how noisy it is, as long as he wants to sleep, he can fall asleep as soon as he touches the pillow.

Xie Yuan envied Song Dashan a little. Being able to eat and sleep is a blessing!

"It's really boring, so you can practice boxing here!"

"Why practice boxing at night? Why don't you take me with you?"

"If you go with me, what will happen here?"

"Don't you have me here?"

"My cultivation is not as good as yours!" Xie Yuan said.

"That's true, but Old Xie, your cultivation has been improving a little slowly over the years! In five years, your cultivation has only improved by two levels! My cultivation was not as good as yours before, but now I am one level higher than you!" Song Dashan felt that Xie Yuan had been slacking off over the years, and his cultivation was improving so slowly.

Xie Yuan was full of black lines, and he really wanted to beat up the fool in front of him.

Improving two levels in five years, is it slow?

Before, he had practiced for twenty years and only reached the fourth level of the acquired realm. Before coming to Tenglongwei, he had just broken through to the fifth level of the acquired realm not long ago. In the nearly five years of Tenglongwei, he broke through two levels in a row and reached the seventh level of the acquired realm.

In the past, he had thought that his cultivation would reach the seventh level of the acquired realm one day.

Now he is 48 years old. Even at this age, he can still improve his cultivation. He himself feels incredible.

So he is still very satisfied with his cultivation.

But thinking about Song Dashan, he feels that his cultivation is indeed a bit low.

Song Dashan is only 35 years old this year, but his cultivation has reached the eighth level of the acquired realm.

Not only Song Dashan, many people in Tenglongwei are not weaker than him, such as Yang Mingzhi, Yang Mingzhen, Yang Minghao, Luo Feiyu, Wu Chongzhe, etc. Their cultivation is not much weaker than his.

Since last year, the cultivation of several young people such as Yang Mingzhi and Yang Mingzhen has broken through to the seventh level of the acquired realm.

Now, the only person he can compare with in Tenglongwei is probably Wu Chongzhe, who is about the same age as him and has a similar cultivation.

As for the others, including Song Dashan, they can actually be said to be younger than him.

Compared with these young people, he felt old and couldn't help feeling a little depressed.

But he soon felt relieved. He was old, but his son was young.

In the past few years, his sons have been training in the personal guard camp, and they have grown a lot, which has made him very satisfied.

"Okay, Lao Song, sit down and have tea. If they really want to lure the tiger away from the mountain as the adults expected, they will definitely come tonight!" Xie Yuan said with a smile.

"Why?"

"We are so close to Tenglongwei. Even if we run back and forth and fight a big battle, two or three days is enough! If they don't come tonight, the adults should be back tomorrow!" Xie Yuan said.

Song Dashan thought about it and felt that what he said was right, so he suppressed his anxiety and sat down to drink tea.

Just as Xie Yuan thought, King Qing was going to attack the camp of Tenglong Guard tonight.

Under the gloomy night, the two south gates of Qinghua City slowly opened, and hazy figures poured out of the city.

More than 10,000 soldiers went out of the city in the dark quietly, which showed that the guards of King Qing and the soldiers of Qinghua Guard were also well-trained.

However, they still couldn't escape the eyes hiding in the dark. Just when they left the city, several figures hiding not far from the city gate disappeared into the misty night fog like ghosts.

Twenty miles east of the city, next to a village, the soldiers of the Five Army Camp were preparing for battle.

The village next to it was not big, with about two hundred households. They hid in this village during the day, and at night they locked the villagers in their homes and gathered outside the village.

"Dad! Freshly roasted chicken leg!" Yang Mingzhi handed a roasted brown chicken leg to Yang Zhengshan.

Yang Zhengshan took it and asked, "Did you pay?"

"Yes, each family paid three taels of silver, and the chicken and sheep were also paid, which was 30% higher than the market price!" Yang Mingzhi said.

"Yeah!"

Yang Zhengshan nodded and started to eat the chicken leg.

Three taels of silver was not much, but they had only lived there for less than two days. Although they had been locking the villagers in the house, they did not do anything to hurt people.

As for the chicken and sheep, well, all the chickens and sheep in the village were bought by Yang Zhengshan, and each soldier was given a bowl of soup.

Yang Zhengshan was cooking for himself and ate an extra chicken leg!

"Report, report to the general, the enemy has left the city!"

Yang Zhengshan heard the report, swallowed the chicken in one gulp, and threw the bones on the ground.

"Order, set off!"

He turned over and jumped on the horse's back, his eyes flashing like stars.

Finally out!

If he doesn't come out, he will have to go back to the camp tomorrow.

Soon, Yang Zhengshan led 6,000 soldiers to move slowly towards the camp. It was too dark and they couldn't move too fast, but there was no need to be too anxious. There was no fire in the camp, which meant that the other side had not launched an attack yet.

...

On the city wall, Prince Qing stood in front of the city gate tower, looking in the direction of the Tenglongwei camp.

"Teacher, there won't be any accidents!"

He couldn't calm down, he was excited and worried.

He was excited because they could defeat the army of Tenglongwei soon, and he was worried about accidents.

"Don't worry, my lord, everything is under the control of this old minister!"

"Yang Zhengshan has returned to Tenglongwei. Tonight is the best time for us to break through the Tenglongwei camp!"

Xu Maocai stroked his gray beard and said confidently.

As soon as he finished speaking, there were bursts of shouting and killing in the distant camp, and then the rising flames tore through the gray night fog.

Duan Heng led his soldiers to break open the gate of the camp, and then rushed into the camp.

The gate of the camp was made of wood, only two feet high, and not very strong. Warriors above the fifth level of the acquired realm could easily break it open.

After entering the camp, Duan Heng looked at the tents in front of him with a ferocious face and roared: "Kill!"

"Kill!"

The shouts and killings broke through the dark night. Many soldiers overturned the braziers and set the tents on fire. In an instant, the flames shot up to the sky.

But soon someone found something wrong. There was no one in the tent!

Not only in the tent, but also in the camp, there was no one, not even a night watchman.

"Sir, no one!"

A centurion shouted loudly.

Duan Heng, who was waving a long sword and signaling the soldiers to rush into the camp, paused and turned his head to look at the centurion who was shouting.

"No one!"

"Sir, no one!" the centurion shouted again.

Duan Heng suddenly woke up, "No, it's a trap!"

But he woke up a little too late.

"Kill!"

Another round of shouts and cries of killing rang out.

Then countless Tenglong Guards rushed out from deep in the camp.

In the firelight, a bloody fight unfolded.

"Hahaha, I've been waiting for you for a long time, and you're finally here!"

Song Dashan laughed loudly, and then rushed into the flock of sheep like a tiger out of the mountain.

Duan Heng saw the ferocious Song Dashan, but at this time he had no intention of fighting at all, and shouted: "Retreat, retreat quickly!"

It was not easy for him to retreat now, and there were thousands of soldiers squeezed into the camp, and the noisy shouts and screams made his voice unable to reach outside the camp.

The soldiers in the camp wanted to retreat, and the soldiers outside the camp were still pushing forward, trying to rush into the camp.

"Damn it!"

Duan Heng found the chaotic battle situation, and he didn't care about going forward to kill the enemy. He jumped up and stepped on the soldiers' bodies to jump out of the camp.

"Retreat! Retreat quickly!"

The soldiers outside the camp finally heard the order.

The sound of the gong rang, and the soldiers outside finally began to retreat.

But Duan Heng's face turned pale, because he saw a long dragon with torches in the east rushing towards this side.

"Mingzhi, Mingzhen, go and seize the gate! The others follow me to kill!"

At Yang Zhengshan's command, the five military camps were divided into two parts. Yang Mingzhi and Yang Mingzhen led two thousand cavalrymen to rush straight to the wide-open city gate, while Yang Zhengshan led four thousand cavalrymen to rush towards the main camp.