At this time, Luo Ruoxin, the defender of Taiyuan, was personally leading 40,000 troops to attack the Wolf King's camp. According to the scouts' intelligence and the rebel Cao Yu's statement, there should be only 10,000 troops left in the camp. Even if they could not kill all of them, as long as they burned the food and supplies, the crisis in the Central Plains would be resolved immediately.

Before dawn, Luo Ruoxin led his troops to the camp with great momentum. The camp really looked like a large army going out for an expedition and the defense was weak. Facing the invading enemy, they hurriedly beat drums to fight.

The two armies first fired arrows back and forth, and the rain of arrows formed a bloody and cruel web, shrouding everyone in the shadow of death.

Soldiers in the camp fell down in droves. Facing a murderous enemy force that was four times their size, they were losing ground.

Luo Ruoxin was overjoyed, his blood boiling, the chance to defeat the world-famous Wolf King was right before his eyes! He was well-read in military books, skilled in archery and horse riding, and grew up under the expectation that a tiger father would have a dog son, but he was never valued. He believed that as long as he was given the opportunity to display his talents, he could also become famous like Feng Ye and bring glory to his family. He would become famous in this battle!

Luo Ruoxin was eager to win and forgot that not dividing the troops was a taboo in military strategy. With one order, 40,000 troops rushed towards the enemy camp like tigers descending from the mountains. Feng's army fled in all directions and abandoned the camp.

The soldiers frantically hunted down deserters and searched for granaries with torches, vying for credit.

After entering the enemy camp, Luo Ruoxin calmed down and vaguely felt that something was wrong. The number of people guarding the camp seemed to be even smaller than Cao Yu said. How could tens of thousands of people retreat so quickly? Moreover, the camp was reeking of horse feces. It was heard that the Feng family army had strict discipline, so how could they allow war horses to defecate everywhere in the camp? Did they really leave in too much haste?

When a lieutenant general smelled the smell of sulfur beneath the stench of horse feces, Luo Ruoxin realized something was wrong and immediately ordered his subordinate Ming Jin to withdraw his troops.

But it was too late. As a hair-raising wolf howl broke through the sky, thousands of flaming arrows poured down from the mountain. The arrows were as big as hedgehog hairs, covering the sky and the moon. Sparks ignited the gunpowder scattered on the ground, and the fire swept through the entire camp in an instant!

Luo Ruoxin shouted to retreat until his voice became hoarse, but he could not stop his soldiers from falling into the sea of ​​fire. The howlings and cries for help intertwined into a purgatory on earth.

Tens of thousands of generals rushed out of the mountains and forests in three groups, shouting and killing, shaking the sky.

Luo Ruosin fled from the sea of ​​fire in a desperate manner and led his soldiers to retreat, but the army, which had been dispersed by the fire, was no longer in disarray and was being defeated one by one.

The Feng family army shouted loudly "If you surrender, you will not be killed" and surrounded the enemy on three sides. Luo Ruoxin and his subordinates fought desperately to break out, and finally he led a group of soldiers and horses to kill their way out of the sea of ​​blood.

They fled back to Taiyuan in a hurry, passing by the troops of Zhang Rong and Qian Cunxi without encountering them, but they eventually encountered an ambush set by Feng Ye on their way back.

When Feng Ye and Yan Sikong saw the devastated enemy army, they smiled at each other and finally felt relieved.

Luo Ruoxin's military formation when he fled was actually impeccable, with the vanguard leading the way and heavy troops guarding the rear. Even though he was defeated, he did not panic, which shows that he was a remarkable leader of troops. Unfortunately, the person he met was not an ordinary person.

Just when they thought they had escaped pursuit, the sound of war drums, like the cry of a vicious ghost, came from less than twenty miles away from Taiyuan.

Luo Ruoxin immediately ordered his men to set off fireworks to ask for help.

Feng Ye held his spear to the ground and shouted, "Whoever gets Luo Ruoxin's head will be rewarded with a thousand gold coins and be made a marquis of a thousand households!"

At the command, the soldiers rushed madly towards the enemy and surrounded them. Suddenly, the swords met, the flesh and blood clashed, the flying limbs, the fallen soldiers and horses, the land stained with blood became the first tragic scene in the world when the sun shone again.

The Feng family soldiers were so bloodthirsty that they surrounded the enemy more and more tightly, wanting to kill Luo Ruoxin and enjoy generations of wealth and glory. The situation got out of control and they even forgot Feng Ye's order to surround three chambers and one.

"Encircle three sides and break through one" has been the key to pursuing and ambushing the enemy since ancient times. If you surround the enemy completely, the enemy will know that they have no way to survive and will fight to the death. Desperadoes are the most terrifying. Even if our army wins, it will certainly suffer heavy casualties. Therefore, when encircling the enemy, you must leave a gap so that the enemy will think of breaking through and will not fight to the death.

Feng Ye shouted to dispatch troops, but whether it was drums or flags, it took time to convey orders on the battlefield, and it took time for the soldiers to execute the orders. At this time, Luo Ruoxin was surrounded on all sides, and he knew that he would die here, so everyone fought bravely and became much more brave.

Yan Sikong was also anxious. He said in a deep voice, "Wolf King, withdraw your troops. If the stalemate continues, reinforcements from Taiyuan will arrive soon."

They only have 10,000 soldiers and horses, which is less than the deserters brought by Luo Ruoxin. If the Taiyuan reinforcements arrive, they may not be able to escape.

Feng Ye held the reins tightly with hesitation on his face. Zuihong, the horse under his crotch, sensed his master's anxiety and paced back and forth, digging the ground with his hooves.

Yan Sikong urged again: "Wolf King, the soldiers are greedy and difficult to control. We must withdraw our troops."

Feng Ye stretched out his hand: "Bow."

The soldiers immediately presented Feng Ye's bow.

Feng Ye held the bow in one hand and the string in the other. He aimed the sharp arrow at the commander in the midst of thousands of troops. The arrow flew out with great force.

When Feng Ye was in his teens, he could draw a crossbow and shoot an arrow through a willow tree from a hundred steps away without missing a target. But it seemed that Luo Ruoxin was not destined to die. At the moment the arrow was shot, his horse was startled and jumped up, and the sharp arrow pierced the horse's neck.

Luo Ruosin fell off his horse, but was protected by a large number of shields and was pulled back onto the horse.

Yan Sikong narrowed his eyes and emphasized his tone: "Feng Ye."

Feng Ye gritted his teeth unwillingly. He calculated the time and saw that the Taiyuan reinforcements were indeed approaching. He said in a deep voice, "Withdraw the troops."

The signal soldier struck the gong heavily, and the Feng family army, which was trapped in the killing, came to their senses. Although they were unwilling, they could not disobey the military order and withdrew in an orderly manner. Luo Ruoxin breathed a sigh of relief and broke through and escaped with the remaining soldiers.

Feng Ye did not dare to delay and quickly retreated to the camp with his soldiers.

What awaited them was a camp that had been burned beyond recognition, with charred corpses and more than 3,000 surrendered soldiers scattered all over the ground.

Long before the war, Feng Ye had secretly transported part of the food and supplies to Shangfengzhai, and the other part went to Yanzhou with the army. The camp was almost empty. Although the camp that was built with great effort was burned down, this trap set specifically for Luo Ruoxin killed more than 20,000 enemies and captured more than 3,000 of them. In addition to the enemy troops ambushed on the way, Luo Ruoxin brought 40,000 troops from Taiyuan, but only 10,000 were able to return, and their casualties were less than 2,000.

This battle was a great victory!

Feng Ye did not stay in the burned camp for long. After giving the order to reorganize the army, he led his troops to Yanzhou that day. By then, Wang Shen should have already surrounded the city of Yanzhou, waiting for Feng Ye to arrive with his 80,000 troops and choose a day to capture Yanzhou.

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Carrying the wounded and prisoners, they walked slowly for three days and finally arrived in Yanzhou.

Feng Ye and Yan Sikong had not been able to rest properly for several days, and when they arrived at the camp, they were both exhausted.

Yan Sikong fell on the couch and wanted to rest, but Feng Ye pulled him up: "Eat something first."

Yan Sikong shook his head: "I'm going to take a nap."

Feng Ye touched his forehead.

Yan Sikong said hurriedly: "I'm not sick, I'm just tired, you should take a rest too."

Feng Ye had an excited look on his face: "I can't sleep. My army won the first battle. I'm so happy that I can't bear to close my eyes."

Yan Sikong smiled and said, "Me too. General Cao Yu has made a great contribution this time."

Cao Yu had escaped in the chaos when Luo Ruoxin entered the camp, and had narrowly escaped death in the fire. If he had not cooperated with this self-torture trick, pretended to rebel, and risked his life to go to the enemy camp, Luo Ruoxin probably would not have been fooled so easily.

"I will definitely reward him greatly!" Feng Ye touched Yan Sikong's pale and tired face, "And you, if it weren't for your good advice, I'm afraid it would be difficult for us to find a chance to lure the Taiyuan Army out of the city."

Yan Sikong smiled and said, "This is only the first battle. Yanzhou has not yet been taken, and Taiyuan still has some strength. In the future..."

"We'll talk about it later. Don't you want any reward now?" Feng Ye looked at Yan Sikong steadily. "I took over Qianzhou and Datong, united with Chahar, and lured Luo Ruoxin. You have made great contributions. Don't you want a reward?"

Yan Sikong also looked at Feng Ye without blinking, and said calmly: "If I say I want it, I can't think of what I want at the moment. If I want the power of the army, you won't give it to me. If I say I don't want it, you will probably think that I am not just after a small profit, but must have a big plan, so you will still be on guard against me."

Feng Ye pursed his lips and said nothing.

Yan Sikong held Feng Ye's face and gently traced the smooth texture with his fingertips. This young general, who was famous all over the world, had a handsome face that was out of place on the bloody battlefield. He had seen all the expressions on this face and firmly imprinted the most beloved affectionate look in his mind, although it no longer appeared. He said: "Feng Ye, whether you believe it or not, what I want is what I told you. I want you and I to support the wise master and revive the prosperous country, so I don't want your reward. Every step we take from the capital is the greatest reward for me. If... if you feel sorry and must reward me, then..."

There was a dazzling look in Feng Ye's deep pupils, and at this moment, they were fully focused on Yan Sikong.

"Then, can you..." Yan Sikong hesitated for a moment and said softly, "Be nice to me." After he finished speaking, Yan Sikong felt his heart trembling. He repeatedly considered whether this sentence was too humble, but he couldn't stop himself from saying it.

Feng Ye's body trembled, and he held Yan Sikong's neck with his big hand, tightly blocked his lips, and kissed him roughly and passionately, as if he wanted to penetrate all the surging emotions into each other's heart through this kiss.

Yan Sikong felt a little dazed by the intense kiss. The domineering yet gentle feeling reminded him of the past. In his memory, he had a passionate kiss with Feng Ye. It was as sweet as this one now, but he didn't know if it was his illusion.

While Feng Ye was kissing him, he held him and made him sit on his lap, and his big hands gently stroked his thin back as if he was stroking some treasure.

When the two of them separated breathlessly, Yan Sikong's cheeks were already red from being kissed, and his eyes were misty.

Feng Ye couldn't suppress the throbbing in his heart. He stroked Yan Sikong's cheek with his fingertips and whispered, "After so many years, I can't forgive you, but I can't forget you either. I often think that maybe you and I will be entangled like this for the rest of our lives."

Yan Sikong tasted a hint of bitterness.

Feng Ye looked deeply into his eyes and said, "I promise you, as long as you don't betray me, don't lie to me, and stay by my side forever, I will treat you well. I, Feng Ye, have only treated you this way in my life."

Yan Sikong felt a pang of sadness in his heart and gently hugged Feng Ye's neck. He did not expect to go back to the past, but as it was now, he was... content.

The two of them hugged each other tightly, as if they wanted to merge each other into their bodies and never separate again.