This trick is something that Yang Zilu can shirk in the future. He didn't know that Yu Miao did it without him. Although smart people would not believe this extremely bad excuse, some people would not believe it, and naturally some would believe it. Yang Zilu could also get rid of the name of disbelief. As for Yu Miao's reputation... this is one of the duties of being a minister. He would not be angry, but would be happy because Yang Zilu would compensate him in other aspects. This is the politics of darkness.

...The second hour of Yin (3:30 am) the north bank of the Oujiang River...

The cool night breeze blew by, making the reeds by the river rustling, as if they were walking among the reeds. In addition, it was even dark and windy at this time, which was very scary. Those who were timid might scream and turn around and run wildly.

Yang Zilu looked at Han Jiading who was standing beside her and had a calm expression. She reached out to press Han Jiading's shoulder and said in a deep voice: "Thank you for your hard work!"

"You are polite, Lord!" Han Jiading immediately lowered his head and said respectfully.

Yang Zilu turned her head and looked at Oujiang without saying a word. Thinking about this raid, Han Jiading personally led the troops in this raid, but it was not Yang Zilu who ordered Han Jiading to lead the troops, but Han Jiading himself asked. Yang Zilu agreed half-swervingly. Although Han Jiading had to be a brave man in Yang Zilu's eyes, and with the fact that more than 800 people surpassed Hou Xiong and Chonghu, the two first surrendered men, became the generals of the raft.

But Yang Zilu still believes that practice is the most reflective of ability. If Han Jiading died in battle, then Yang Zilu would only feel that she misjudged it. If Han Jiading succeeded, then Yang Zilu could also reuse Han Jiading. Obviously, Han Jiading also understood that this matter has always been the prey of the weak in power. However, even so, in order to prevent Han Jiading from being dissatisfied, Yang Zilu still got up late at night and sent Han Jiading to the battlefield.

Yang Zilu took back her arm on Han Jiading's shoulder, looked up at the moonlight, and said, "Time is up! I won't say much about the importance of Han Qing this battle! You can do it yourself!"

"Please rest assured, this battle will definitely be defeated! Otherwise, even if Jia Ding died on the south bank, he would not escape by boat!" Han Jia Ding clenched his fist and beat his chest with his right hand, bowed slightly and said. After saying that, he turned around and left.

Yang Zilu didn't say much. Now is not the time for her mother-in-law. She just stood up straight on a rock by the river, staring at the soldiers who were sending troops. When the soldiers saw Yang Zilu see him off in person, everyone was motivated and raised their heads and chests.

Not long after, one hundred and twenty rafts were pushed into the water and carried three hundred soldiers to the south bank.

Yang Zilu kept looking at the raft. Manggao walked to Yang Zilu and reminded: "Master, it's colder at night. Please go back to the camp to rest!"

Yang Zilu shook her head. Actually, he seemed calm now, his palms were covered in sweat. If he didn't look at Han Jiading and the others, Yang Zilu felt uneasy. It was fake to say that he was not nervous in this battle. The 300 soldiers who set out for the first time were his elite longbow soldiers. They were all veterans who had experienced several wars. If they were all killed in battle, they wouldn't know how long it would take to have such longbow soldiers again.

Moreover, after this battle, the Sanyi tribe will be in opposition again, and it will undoubtedly be more firmer than before. If there is any possibility before, then the Sanyi tribe may rather shed the last drop of blood than talk about it. Although Yang Zilu can rely on national strength to kill the Sanyi tribe, this is not what Yang Zilu hopes to see. Yang Zilu is not willing to kill a thousand enemies and kill 800 yourself. You should know that the Yue Kingdom is still eyeing it, and the pressure on Yang Zilu's shoulders is not light.

Of course, Yang Zilu was so angry that she gritted her teeth for the Kingdom of Yue. She was killed by the Kingdom of Yue repeatedly. Even the Buddha was angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven. Not to mention that Yang Zilu was young and energetic, she was a gentleman who took revenge from morning to night.

But in the end, Yang Zilu followed Manggao's persuasion and returned to the camp to rest. It was not that the night wind was cold, but that there was a more important battle tomorrow, and Yang Zilu had to raise elite animals.

Compared to Yang Zilu being able to sleep, Han Jiading, who had been very calm in front of Yang Zilu, his nerve line at this moment was like a bowstring that had been stretched to the full moon. I am afraid that there was a Simmons bed in front of Han Jiading, and Han Jiading couldn't sleep either. When the raft was docking, Han Jiading relaxed a little of the tense nerve line. Han Jiading breathed a long sigh and glanced at the soldiers around him. Han Jiading lowered his voice in distress and ordered: "Camp!"

At this time, Han Jiading wanted to shout loudly, but he was afraid that he would be heard by the secret whistle of the Sanyi tribe. The sound was too low and the soldiers would not hear it. This feeling was really a bit of entanglement and pain.

Fortunately, the longbow soldiers are of very high quality and have received orders long ago. Although they are nervous, most people are not panicked and don’t know how to do it for a while. So even without Han Jiading’s ‘reminder’, the longbow soldiers already know what to do.

Seven or eight longbowmen in groups pulled the ropes that had been tied to the raft and pulled the raft ashore. Other longbowmen were not free either. Some longbowmen took down the bronze shovels that had been cast in the past few days from behind, dug holes on the soft riverside, and inserted them into the raft for a while. The digging soil was placed inward, so as to raise the ground and guard against longbowmen to shoot arrows. Secondly, they would not allow these soil to form small slopes outside the wooden walls, which would facilitate the enemy's attack.

There were also longbow soldiers collecting stones nearby and placing supplies transported from the raft. Perhaps because the main force of the Han army retreated too thoroughly during this period, retreating to Huoyi, nearly 300 miles away. Usually, there were very few patrols on the north bank. In such a calm and quiet way, the sentries of the Sanyi tribe were inevitably relaxed, especially after the previous tense confrontation, the sentry nerves of the Sanyi tribe naturally needed to relax.

Of course, there are many reasons for the small number of people. Except for the tribes located near Oujiang, which sent a small number of troops to patrol, people from other tribes were too lazy to send people to patrol. First, they were too far away, and second, they were lucky. They also regretted this decision.

In the early morning, heavy fog appeared on the banks of Oujiang River, and the camp was basically built and no sentry from the Sanyi tribe discovered it. Han Jiading naturally seized the time and dug a shallow trench outside the camp. However, what made Han Jiading regret was that there were not many trees on the riverside and there were not even a single bamboo. Han Jiading could only make some wooden signs in a simple way and inserted them into the trench, which had greater shock than damage.

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