Chapter 443: West Night Retreat

Mu Yang did not understand, obviously betrayed, what reason?
However, since His Highness has said this, he has no reason not to believe it. His Highness is so brilliant that he can think of it, and he is thinking of his own ordinary folk.
Hu Fengdao: "Remember to bring more prisoners back."
Muyang didn't even understand. "What do you do with the captives? Is it a painful and quick kill?"
Hu Feng smiled: "You don't want to save your Zhou General?"
Mu Yang immediately got excited: "You mean, as long as you bring the prisoners back, you can rescue the generals Zhou?"
Hu Feng nodded, in the dark night, the expression on his face was not clear, but the cold light in his eyes was cold and abnormal: "Of course, as long as you bring back enough captives, it is best to die half dead and die. The undead is the greater the grasp."
Mu Yang listened and nodded again and again: "The end will be recorded, and this will definitely be done beautifully, and you will wait for your appointment!"
"See you later, call me Hu Feng, naturally, don't want to say anything or do something suspicion."
Three days later
West Night National Congress General Camp.
"Report, general, the big thing is not good, the grain and grass camp is in flames, the fire is too big, our food and grass have been, already - all gone."
"Report, general, the big thing is not good, the Chu army broke through the west side of the line of defense, our people, heavy casualties."
"Report, general, the big thing is not good, the east side defense line was broken by the Chu army, the entire blue front camp, the whole army was annihilated."
The wind was blowing in the south and the face was red and green. The original big eyes were drummed into fish eyes. Don't mention too much scary.
"How could this be? How could this be the case? Is the Chu army sent today not the iron riding camp and the black armor camp?"
"Back to the generals, it is the iron riding camp and the black armor camp. No other reinforcements have joined the war."
At the windy night, the young man who was talking back, asked, "Can there be a general dance flag?"
The teenager shook his head: "I haven't seen it, but the strange thing is that they fought this time and it was very different from the past."
Windy night Nanqian asked: "Where is it different?"
"When you fight with the soldiers of the Iron Rider Camp and the Black Camp, they have a good time, they can play a mess, and there is no rule. Today, they play very well, and their morale is higher than ever. On the contrary, our people were beaten by them, and they were defeated. They were generals, generals, and the army was determined as soon as possible."
He decided to take a fart. He did not have a plan for marching. He thought that he would kill everyone, and he would kill 20,000 people by killing them with 100,000 people. If they kill them, they will not stay. The tactics are used, and this tactic seems to be familiar.
If it is not certain that Chu Xiaozi died as early as three years ago, he would have thought that it was Chu Yu who was fighting with the soldiers. This method of playing the game and Chu Yu was too much like.
"Remove back first!" Although the windy night south is a belligerent, it is not a fool. In front of such a situation, even if the other party does not lead the generals, there must be a high-level guidance. If the battle continues, the losses will only be more severe.
What's more, now that the grain and grass camp has been destroyed and there is no grain, how can it be played?
"Retreat, the whole army retreats thirty miles." Windy night South almost bite his teeth and say these words.
On the other side, in the Chu Army camp, the generals of Hu in the East Third Battalion, the generals of the Blackbird Camp, and the generals of the West Sanying, the three are drinking wine, the big fish and the whole table, and the soldiers outside. Compared with green rice, it is a world of difference.