broken!Li Er's son turned out to be a hidden boss

"Your Majesty, are you still willing to say?"

"Back when you divided the war zone, you reorganized all the young generals, and then re-divided the defense zone. This Wooden was sent by you to guard the No. 11 labor camp on the West Great Wall."

"yes!"

Li Wenhao said with a little embarrassment.

After all, this is considered to be a general, and he is still a meritorious person. It is really not good to transfer people away when they say they are transferred.

"Let's do it this way! Let Jin Yiwei's people rescue them and try their best to save them, but the time of the general attack cannot be changed!"

"Your Majesty, in case..."

"There is no chance. If he dies in battle, I will build temples for three generations of their grandparents for future generations to worship. His son is still the Marquis of Nanyang, and he will be hereditary."

"This……"

Jia Xu's eyes flickered. He knew that Li Wenhao's choice was undoubtedly the most beneficial choice for Datang. After all, the enemy captured Wooden not only for the sake of the warehouse, but also because he wanted Datang to be wary. But, Li Wenhao shouldn't have said such things!
Such words should be said by people like them who specialize in dirty work.

If Li Wenhao said it, wouldn't it damage his own image?
"Do it!"

"Tell the new army of the Shenji Battalion to seal off this place. The Shenji Battalion is ready to attack. In the early morning of two days later, the army will launch a general attack. I will blow this place into a lake!"

Li Wenhao said viciously.

As for Wooden...

It's best to live, and it's not a loss to die!
That night, Jin Yiwei's most elite personnel currently on the West Great Wall were dispatched. Li Wenhao said, if you do your best to save, then do your best. ,

As for whether he can be saved or not, that's another story.

"Keep down, try to save people, if you can't save them, retreat immediately!"

After all Jinyiwei squads identified their targets before taking action, they began to lurk towards the [-]th labor camp.

"Sleeve Arrow!"

One person who opened the way waved his hand behind him, and the other pointed his arms at the person on the high platform in front of him. With a swish, a sharp arrow shot out, piercing the throat of the patrolling soldier.

Then, the corpse fell straight down, was caught, and dragged away.

This very modern lurking scene happened to Jin Yiwei tonight.

Although Li Wenhao was a coward who was scared to death by grenades, it didn't mean that he hadn't read theoretical knowledge.

You must know that recruits also need to study, and there is a fixed study time every day.

Although he does not have the physical fitness and mobility of a special soldier, but he loves these things and has learned the theoretical knowledge thoroughly.

Then pass on these theories to Lu Wenzhao, and it evolved into the current Jinyiwei Special Operations Team, known as the Jinyiwei in Jinyiwei. No one knows their specific identities. They may be beggars, or your neighbor's aunt who sells buns, or It may be the handlebar style with bad legs and feet, after all, it is mysterious.

Except for Lu Wenzhao and a few commanders, no one can master them.

Normally, this special operations team would not appear, but now, they can only be used, lurking to infiltrate and rescuing hostages, which is what they are proficient in.

"The first team, you search the left camp, the second team, the rear camp, the third team, the right, and the rest, follow me to the central army!"

The leader has no name, and his code name is Teyi, which means number one of the special operations team.

Now he is in charge of directing the battle here.

When a group of men in black lurked into the enemy's tent, they could only hear a few vague sounds of knives piercing into the flesh, and then there was blood all over the ground.

The night on the prairie, especially in late summer, is not long, it can even be said to be very short. After a few hours, the special operations team who returned without success can only hide themselves.

Moreover, they had to face the enemy's search and arrest during the day. Because of the actions last night, the enemy had killed many people. If so many people died for no reason, someone would definitely come to check.

"No news yet?"

After dawn, Li Wenhao asked.

"Your Majesty, there is no news!"

"Waiting!"

"After tonight, the Shenji Battalion launched an attack!"

"Yes!"

Everyone's heart is heavy, not because of the enemy, but because, I am afraid that Wooden is the first senior Tang general who died because of the war.

However, in war, how can there be no undead?
The war of the undead is like children's play.

The next day, there was nothing to say during the day, and Jin Yiwei's special operations team couldn't do anything, so they had to wait until night.

It can be said that the time left for Wooden or Li Wenhao is really running out.

The offensive plan he made cannot and will not be changed.

On the night of the second day, all the Jinyiwei special operations team was dispatched to continue the investigation in the enemy camp.

This can be said to be one step at a time, but it is impossible to use the Jinyiwei special operations team for a simple task.

Li Wenhao has set the confidentiality level and even the personal level of the Jinyiwei Special Operations Team as high as that of the Owl Ghost Army and the Suppressed Faction, and has already started to let the Military Aircraft Department cooperate with Jinyiwei and Fan Yang Academy to compile a systematic training method book.

All I have done is to tell future generations and the world that the originator of modern special forces is not your Germans, not your Gallic rooster, and not even your American, but my Tang Dynasty.

As early as the Tang Dynasty thousands of years ago.

Pretending to infiltrate has become an indelible habit in the hearts of this group of people.

They don't even forget their abilities and missions in life.

"Number One, Number One, we've found it, we've found General Wooden!"

"Where is it, how is the person now!"

No. [-] asked anxiously, the main purpose of them lurking in the enemy camp was to rescue Wooden before the main attack.

"It's not very good!"

"What's wrong!"

"No. [-], General Wooden, he has...already!"

"What has been!"

"It's almost gone!"

Said the soldier who reported.

"The enemy actually poured molten iron into General Wooden's whole body. When we saw him, General Wooden was already dying. His whole body was covered by solidified molten iron. Pus had already started to flow from his body. It was already hopeless..."
The soldier who sent the order was obviously a man of temperament, and he couldn't help crying in a low voice when he said this.

It is said that men don't flick their tears lightly, but who knows that they just haven't reached the point of sadness!

Wooden, like their Jinyiwei, worked for Datang, in other words, they were all comrades in arms. In order to keep the secret of the supply camp, Wooden endured an impossible burden with a mortal body.

"Go, take me there, we can't let General Wooden die in vain, even if it's the last words, we have to tell His Majesty completely that this is a hero, a hero who can enter Yanshan and be worshiped by future generations side by side with the martyrs!"
No. [-] followed the messenger and walked towards the place where Wooden was being held. When he saw Wooden, No. [-], a man who had experienced many battles, couldn't help but shed tears.

"General, you have suffered!"

"Ahem! Did His Majesty send someone to rescue me?"

"Cough cough!"

Wooden said weakly, no one dared to touch Wooden at this time, for fear that Wooden would not be able to lift up in one breath, and he would die.

"Yes, General, we are late!"

"Hehe! It's not too late! It won't be too late as long as my Tang soldiers come!"

Wooden suddenly lifted his spirits, and this scene made the people present even more tense, because they all thought of a word in unison, back to the light.

"Tell Your Majesty, I am Wu Deng, the grandson of Wu Jianzhang, Wu Yunzhao, Marquis of Nanyang, son of the fifth hero in the world, I did not surrender, and I did not embarrass the Han people!"

"Tell Your Majesty, the supply camp..."

Wooden no longer has the strength to speak, only his eyes are wide open, still showing his unwillingness.

"Brothers, kill me!"

"kill me!"

"Let Your Majesty kill all the enemy troops!"