Yan Liu is indeed a rare talent, resourceful and talented, and the army was divided into three ways by him.

The three corps were transferred to attack Mazhuang, two legions were fortified halfway between Mazhuang and the base, and the two major corps of Honghuang and Wuhuang selected three hundred elites and secretly went to Shijing from Sanjinkou to attack the Song family, and the rest of the people set off from Sanjinkou and attacked Jiangdong in the Ming Dynasty!

"Yan Shuai, if you let Lao Tzu's subordinates fight openly, isn't that death?" Li Bing stood at the mouth of Sanjin, looking at Shi Jing in the night in the distance, and asked coldly.

"That's right, Yan Shuai, you have to think about it carefully, these are brothers who have followed us from birth to death for many years, since I have brought them, I must ensure their safety!" Zhang Xiaofeng, the commander of the Wuhuang Legion, echoed.

"You're right, they're going to die!"

"War casualties are inevitable, but the key is whether we can win. The two major armies of Honghuang and Wuhuang have the strongest combat effectiveness, and even if they are one enemy and two, they can fight fiercely for half a day. This gives us an opportunity to occupy the Song family, and at the same time, the other five legions can calmly carry out tactics such as sneak attacks and roundabout cutting! ”

"They must die!"

Yan Liu took a sip of wine, looked at the soldiers who were majestically walking along the river, and said calmly.

"You, you're sending my people to death? This battle is no longer fought! Zhang Xiaofeng shook his horsewhip and roared angrily.

"Presumptuous!"

"Mess with my decree, when I don't dare to behead you?"

Yan Liu, who has always been gentle, suddenly sank in complexion, roared angrily, and waved his sleeves, sigh! A big bluestone in front of him stopped and broke!

"Lao Zhang, don't worry, as long as you can win the battle and take Jiangdong, it's worth it if these brothers die."

"But if you can't take it down, we'll settle the account with him together when we go back."

Li Bing persuaded.

Zhang Xiaofeng gritted his teeth, and finally snorted and stopped talking.

The army marched according to the instructions, Yan Liu personally led the team, from Sanjin Kou to zero, sneaked into the Wuyi River, at this time, it was already more than three o'clock in the middle of the night, but because the moon was covered by dark clouds, it was dark all around, it was a good time for a sneak attack.

"Yan Shuai, do you see it? That's the Song Mansion! ”

"The Song family is the marquis of Qin's mother's family, and his mother is resident in the pavilion, as long as he can take them down, the marquis of Qin will definitely be captured!"

An attendant pointed to a glorious mansion in the distance and whispered.

"Well, listen to my order, go to the mansion, remember, if you can't kill people, you are never allowed to use swords!"

"Whoever dares to kill innocents indiscriminately, whose head I want."

Yan Liu admonished, and the cat was just about to leave, when there were a few loud bangs, breaking the silence of the night sky!

"What's going on? Where did the cannon come from? Zhang Xiaofeng asked.

"It seems to be the direction of Mitsuguchi, so ...... What is that? Li Bing pointed to the fireball falling like a meteor in the night sky and asked in surprise.

Whenever a fireball falls, the earth will tremble inexplicably, and then you can see that the flames of Sanjin are ignited.

"Yan Shuai, I am the deputy commander of the Second Army Corps, we were attacked by unknown armed forces in Dong'an, Sanjinkou, the opponent's firepower is very fierce, and our people are dying......

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang in the headphones, and the assistant conductor was silent!

"Made, surnamed Yan, this is your clever plan?" He took off his headphones, slammed them on the ground, and roared.

Yan Liu's face that was always unfazed had a hint of color at the moment, he could be described as a soldier's strange move, but he didn't expect that the other party knew everything about him, and he had already set up a pocket array, waiting for them to drill.

"Phew, I underestimated this lord of Jiangdong." Yan Liu sighed secretly.

"Shut up for me, if you want to leave Jiangdong alive, there is only one way, occupy the Song Mansion, and ask for a glimmer of life." Yan Liu immediately decided.

Although Li Bing and the others were angry, they had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow Yan Liu to the Song Mansion to kill.

Bang!

The heavy vermilion gate of the Song Mansion shattered in response, and Yan Liu led hundreds of good men to break in, and the entire courtyard was pitch black, and there was a deathly silence.

Swish!

How could there not even be a single patrolling person in a huge Song Mansion?

Oh no, is it jumping in circles again?

Yan Liu was shocked!

Tom!

Suddenly, all the lights in the courtyard were turned on, and the courtyard illuminated by the dazzling incandescent lamps was as bright as day, and many soldiers screamed in surprise.

Yan Liu was about to give the order to retreat, when the door of the main hall opened, and a young man in military uniform, leading several soldiers in black armor, walked out of the hall.

"Guests from the north, my name is Song Biao, I am the grandson of the owner of the Song Mansion, and the current commander of the Second Army of the Great Qin Army! Welcome to the Song Mansion, Hou Ye said that he will arrive later, please sit in the hall for a while! "The officer is extraordinary, neither humble nor arrogant.

"Yan Shuai, this, what should I do? Otherwise, let's kill it! Zhang Xiaofeng saw that Song Biao only had a few people, and said coldly.

"Would it be useful to kill him? We have fallen into the circle of Qin Hou, it seems that there is still a possibility to talk, we can't leave, if we come, we will be safe, go in and have a cup of tea. Yan Liu shook her head and walked in first.

In the hall, a servant of the Song family came up to offer fragrant tea.

What made Yan Liu curious was that when the servants saw them murderous, they didn't have the slightest fear, as if they were treating regular customers.

"Guest, the tea is new before the rain, please use it slowly." The old servant took the tray and nodded in salute.

"Old man, aren't you afraid that the butcher's knife of my brothers will kill you?" Yan Liu asked with a smile.

"The guest laughed, the Hou Ye said that you are distinguished guests, but he didn't say that you are robbers and bandits!"

"Take it slowly!"

The old servant replied calmly, bowed, and retreated.

"Hey, it seems that I really underestimate Qin Hou too much, a small servant of the Song Mansion can have such a bearing, who are you sacred?"

Yan Liu looked at Song Biao standing in the lobby with an extraordinary bearing and the style of a general, and then looked at Zhang Xiaofeng, who was also the commander of the corps, and knew in his heart that the arrogant outer gate was not at the same level as the Great Qin Army at all.

……

From the beginning to the end of the Battle of Sanjinkou, it was not even twenty minutes, and the fire crystals of the heavenly machine cannons were mixed with the overwhelming fire elements, making the whole earth tremble at the same time, and the soldiers of the legion put down the butcher knives in their hands at the same time.

That's right, the martial arts legion is not allowed to use modern firearms in duels, this is a customary rule.

But this kind of spar cannon belongs to the category of martial arts magic weapons, and no one can find fault with it, no matter how stupid the soldiers of the Eight Desolation Legion are, they will not use their own flesh and blood to carry such a big killing weapon.

At the same time, the army of Qingxikou and the Great Qin army were in the valley, and they set up a frontal position.

The two sides did not immediately start a life-and-death duel, but waited for the orders of the supreme commanders of both sides!

The mountain wind was howling, the soldiers of the Great Qin Army were shrouded in black armor, the translucent saber exuded a snow-white cold light, and the Netherworld Horse under him was even more eye-poppy, as if the army of hell had descended into the world, like a stone sculpture, guarding the valley mouth.

That kind of neat military appearance shocked the soldiers of the Eight Desolations, who had always been arrogant!

Several legion commanders instantly understood that Yan Liu didn't lie to them, and he was here to die this time when he went south.

(End of chapter)