The Mingyue of the Great Song Dynasty http://www./0_1/Chapter 60 Who will take the big and good head (three)

"Liu Yan's disciple is here!"

After each time this sentence sounds, it is a feast of blood and flames.

Each ranger's goal is clear - kill all the soldiers in a tent, then ignite the fire, and then meet in the direction of the floating bridge.

Before each tent, a torch was burned. This skill was used to light the patrol guards, but now it has become the best tool for rangers to set fire.

A small half of the camp was caught in a raging fire in a flash. Some new soldiers who had not died luck rushed out of the camp and made horrifying crying sounds.

This raid was a complete success, even more successful than Liu Yan had expected.

Behind the pontoon bridge, the defense here is too relaxed.

As a tent in the camp was lit, the rangers who had successfully achieved their predetermined goals gathered in the direction of the floating bridge again, and each of them held a torch in their hands.

"burn!"

"Master! Please wait!" Liu Yan gave the order coldly, but just as the ranger under his command was about to throw the torch on the floating bridge, a ranger rushed out of the campground, ran to Liu Yan, and knelt on one knee: "The subordinates found a large amount of food and supplies deep in the camp..."

He didn't continue talking, because the decision could only be made by Liu Yan.

"Take me to take a look."

Liu Yan gave a brief order and followed the ranger to the direction he was coming.

Food and grass! Food and grass! Food and grass!

Liu Yan's heart began to beating wildly. In the center of the camp, in front of him, countless grain trucks were piled up like mountains, almost nowhere to be seen.

"Wang Mu... You are smart but are mistaken for your cleverness!"

In an instant, Liu Yan understood Wang Mu's intention.

Wang Mu was also worried that the camp would be attacked, but his attention was only on the camp on the south bank. In order to make sure that most of the food and grass were not transported to the south bank, but stayed in the rear camp on the north bank. He thought that the army had blocked the five floating bridges. In the middle of winter, there would be no danger in the rear camp across Huang Chunshui, but this gave Liu Yan the greatest opportunity.

The results of this battle this time were far more abundant than what Liu Yan could have expected.

"The plan changed, I'll postpone the bridge, burn it all!"

Although time is limited, the new army's main force on the South Bank must cut off the floating bridge before it can react, but facing such a good piece of fat, Liu Yan could not give up.

The rangers who had gathered at the pontoon bridge gathered again at the grain truck, half of whom hunted the soldiers in the camp separately to ensure that they did not gather again to launch a counterattack, and the other half set fires in the granary under the order of Liu Yan.

Food trucks were ignited one by one. Even though there was no fuel, the flames still began to burn and lick happily.

Fortunately, the grain trucks here were almost closely concentrated in order to facilitate transportation. When all the grain trucks were trapped in the raging fire, not only were the soldiers here still in chaos, but even the camps on the south bank did not react much.

"Let's go!" Liu Yan looked at the sky-sky light in front of him with satisfaction, felt the pleasure of burning heat for a moment, then turned his head and led the rangers to the floating bridge and rushed towards the south bank.

When the last ranger ran across the floating bridge, Liu Yan smiled with victory. One hundred and sixty rangers did not lose one.

He cut off the chains on the floating bridge with a heavy knife, then turned around and let the wooden boards behind him float downstream.
Chapter completed!