The fat man was full of doubt: “Who are you exactly? If you really have this ability, why would you stay in the kitchen camp as a cook?” He obviously doesn’t believe that a cook in the kitchen, will be familiar with the art of war. How dare he say that he can formulate a strategy for 20,000 soldiers to defeat 100,000 elite soldiers?
Hu Feng said: “You can believe it or not, but remember if you want to come back from the battlefield alive, listen to me. If you want to die on the battlefield, then just forget it. But I want you to do me a favor, bring a word to Mu Yang of Iron Cavalry Camp.”
The fat man asked, “Do you know Leader Mu?” The leader of the Iron Cavalry Camp helped the Black Battalion Army a lot. Otherwise, the Black Battalion will no longer exist by now.
“You tell him, at 3 in the midnight, scare the birds to leave with regret!” Hu Feng didn’t explain more, it’s not convenient to say too much about this matter in this situation.
“What does this mean?” The fat man was puzzled.
Hu Feng said: “Don’t care about what it means, just help me to convey these messages to Mu Yang. He will understand after hearing it.” This was a secret signal when he wants his people to set a surprise attack on the enemy’s food and ration’s camp. Only a few people know about this. Among them was Mu Yang. Mu Yang was the lowest in rank among those dozen of people. And because of his low status, he can survive up until now. Otherwise, he will have the same fate as those generals, who have been tortured to death.
The fat man wanted to ask a question again, but Hu Feng saw Zhu Si looking for someone. He pushed back the fat man and said in a low voice: Don’t talk about it. You and I should only know this. Remember what I said.”
The fat man left with full of doubts. He didn’t know that fate will turn at this moment.
*
The Mid-Autumn Festival has pa.s.sed. The night breeze was cold. The north wind blew the leaves, which made a rustling sound.
The moon was hanging in the empty sky, think clouds pa.s.sing by through it from time to time. Under the light of the moon, a tall black shadow was standing motionless under the ancient tree.
3 midnight had pa.s.sed, but the people he was waiting for still haven’t shown up. His flat eyebrow couldn’t help but raise.
However, just as he was about to start the second plan he came up, light and cluttered footsteps came from far. He hides in the darkness until he saw the figures of those people. When everyone’s figure fell on his eyes, only then he appeared in front of them.
Seven people came, and among them, was the fat man he met earlier.
Leading the group was Mu Yang, whom he called for.
When Mu Yang saw the person who appeared, his face was filled with ecstasy, but his eyes redden.
Mu Yang opened his mouth and was about to call the name that he never mentions for 3 years. However, Hu Feng hurriedly raised his hand to stop him. Then, he stepped forward towards Mu Yang said: “I am Hu Feng. I’m a new guy in the camp, I heard that you will go to the battlefield tomorrow, with 20,000 troops against the enemy’s 100,000 elite soldiers. You might be thinking it’s ridiculous and that you will lose. But, I don’t think so.”
Mu Yang tried his best to calm down his excitement and swallowed the words ‘Prince Jin’. Since his royal highness refused to reveal his ident.i.ty, he will naturally follow his will. He only needs to cooperate.
Mu Yang took a deep breath and answered, “Yes, it is true. Listening to you, you seem to have a way for us to win against 100,000 elite soldiers with only 20,000 troops?”
If other people will say this, Mu Yang will not believe it. However, it was Prince Jin who said it. He will naturally believe him. Prince Jin took 8,000 soldiers of their Iron Cavalry Camp to defeat the 50,000 elite soldiers of Xiye Country before. It ended up as a success and a great victory.
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