Guo Jia sat in the big tent holding a pot of wine, muttering something, looking at the two old acquaintances under the tent, his eyes were slightly blurred, and his mouth was filled with a strong smell of wine: "How many villages have Meng Qi and Ziyi and others now broken through?"

"Qi Bing Military Advisor, General Meng Qi and General Ziyi are almost the same speed. Now they have attacked the ninth large village on both sides of the valley!" The young scout Cao Fengxiang saluted Guo Jia, stood up and fisted and replied.

The older scout Jin Wu calculated silently in his heart, then took a step forward and added to Guo Jia: "Since entering the valley, General Meng Qi and General Ziyi have experienced nine large formations of arrow rain, fire, flood, poisonous snakes, sneak attacks, rockfalls, traps, sieges and poisonous scorpions. Calculate it, wait for another hour and they can surround the last hamlet of the Hanzhong soldiers!"

Guo Jia unscrew the lid of the wine pot and took a sip, smashed his mouth and said, "It's easy to say, but it's hard to do it. After all, things in this world cannot be solved by just a slap. If you want to completely solve Yang Ang's 19th Village, how can Meng Qi and Ziyi and others not take off their skin?"

"Military advisor, our army has now quickly attacked their last big village. How could you... suddenly say something that makes others angry and destroy your majesty?"

Perhaps it was already familiar with Guo Jia, or perhaps it was Guo Jia who was drunk and made him lose the respect he deserved. Hearing the doubts in Guo Jia's words, Cao Fengxiang was stunned when he heard this, and a sense of injustice arose in his heart. His eyes looked at Guo Jia who was sitting on the handsome chair incredibly, and his face turned red.

Jin Wu was shocked and kicked the little brother in the crook of the leg: "There is no qualification for you to whine in front of the military advisor? Do you see the military advisor's indulgence on weekdays? You don't know how high the sky is and how thick the earth is?"

"I'm just... tell the truth!" Cao Fengxiang turned around and argued, and saw Guo Jia's eyes falling on him. The courage that had just surged up instantly disappeared into Java. His voice became lower and lower, and gradually became inaudible.

Jin Wu pressed Cao Fengxiang to the ground and knelt side by side with him at the table: "Military advisor, Brother Cao has only been in the army for a few months, and he is still unclear about the matter in the army. I also ask the military advisor to see if he is still young, so he will forgive me!"

"There is more difficult than hell when the water and fire snake travels to the 19th village. Do you know what this sentence means?"

Before the two of them answered, Guo Jia laughed and stood up from the handsome chair. His eyes were clear and there was no drunkenness. "Let me tell you, this sentence was said when General Li Mu, one of the four famous generals of the Warring States Period, created the joint venture of the 19th Village.

When Qin advanced westward, General Huan Qi conquered the Zhao city of Pingyang and Wucheng, and killed 100,000 Zhao troops. General Li Mu was ordered to be in danger and could not win for a moment, so he created the nineteenth camp in the joint camp that defeated the enemy, and eventually broke the Qin army's appointment as the king of Wu'an."

Only then did Cao Fengxiang know the origin of the joint camp. When he thought of his head coach, General Huang, he was shocked and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He kowtowed Guo Jia several times regardless of the slightest moment.

"Military advisor, since you already know the danger of this formation, should we think of General Meng Qi and General Ziyi to warn?"

"The clay pot will not break from the well, and the general will inevitably die. Ma Mengqi, Huang Hansheng, Taishi Ziyi and Xu Gongming are all brave generals who have experienced many battles. Veterans, so they naturally have their own ways of using troops and their own rules of survival.

If Guo had to command each battle himself, wouldn't Guo be exhausted by them? This time, the military advisor of the camp has already allocated them a total of 20,000 elite troops. If they still put themselves to death, what's the use of this military advisor!"

Guo Jia smiled mysteriously at Jin Wu, and suddenly slammed the wine pot in his hand in front of the two of them, shouting sternly, "You two will get out of this military advisor now, and you will be rid of your drunkenness!"

Cao Fengxiang was stunned. Jin Wu had already understood it. He immediately got up from the ground and grabbed Cao Fengxiang and ran out of the tent. While running, he shouted: "The military advisor is drunk, the military advisor is drunk!"

This Jinwu is a good seedling!

Seeing that Jin Wu and Cao Fengxiang had already thrown out of the tent, Guo Jia sat down again, smiled, and a light flashed in his eyes.

...

The sun had disappeared for several hours, and the moon climbed up from the hillside.

The shadows in the mountains behind Yang Pingguan became thicker and thicker, gradually becoming one with the night color. There was nothing in the woods except Taishi Ci and Ma Chao's legion. Even the wild boars, poisonous snakes and wild wolves in the mountains were obediently returning to the cave, for fear of angering the nineteen thousand killing gods in the forest.

Taishi Ci jumped onto a huge rock and stood beside Ma Chao and Huang Zhong who had just met with him: "This is their last big village. As long as we take this village, all Zhang Lu's forces in Yangping Pass will be uprooted by us!"

"Ziyi is right. As long as we can take this place, we can hold all Yangpingguan in our palms and guide Nan Zheng!" Ma Chao nodded, but sighed again, pointed to the black forest ahead, his eyes slightly lost focus.

"But now the enemy is dark and I am bright, and there is no light in the mountains. We don't know anything about the enemy's strategic deployment. We don't know how many people they have. How should we attack? We can't fill in the lives of our brothers, right?"

"Of course not. The soldiers under Zhang Lu's command are just native chickens and tiles. How can they have the right to exchange their lives with their brothers?" Taishi Ci shook his head, sat down next to Ma Chao, looked straight at the woods in front of him, and gradually became silent.

Seeing that the commanders of the left and right armies were temporarily put aside and did not act recklessly with the chivalrous spirit in their hearts, Huang Zhong and Xu Huang looked at each other with the slight moonlight coming from their leaves, and each took out a gift bag from their arms and handed it to Taishi Ci and the others.

"Before leaving, the military advisor gave us a tip for each of us to use it again at a critical moment. Now it is obviously time to reach this critical moment, so we will hand over this tip for you. Please ask the two generals to act according to their plans!"

"Huh? We will be helpless even if the military advisor has arrived long ago? But why did he give two tips? Is there any difference between the tips in Meng Qi's hands?" Taishi Ci took the tips from Xu Huang in surprise and muttered a few words.

Ma Chao opened his tricks in the tips and fell into deep thought, but Huang Zhong and Xu Huang laughed in silence. No matter how magical the military advisor was, he was just a human and not a god. How could he guarantee that he and Ma Chao could reach the last big village at the same time?

Taishi Ci looked at the letter paper in Ma Chao's hand, opened the brocade, poured the paper into his palm, and slowly spread it open. He saw more than ten Chinese characters written in a running script on the paper, which was filled with hordes playing in the sea and dancing cranes traveling around the sky, which was eye-catching.

The content is no different from what Ma Chao has in his hands, and it is: "Treat the person's body with his own way!"
Chapter completed!