C85 Hold the Tree and Wait for the Rabbit

On September nights, the heat of the day was gone, and the evening breeze was pleasant.

Zhang Xiu waited quietly in the yard.

His plan to deal with the Hun was already completely clear. Every step, every step, was already planned.

When it was close to dawn, the sound of footsteps came from the entrance of the courtyard.

A soldier ran over quickly, cupped his fists and said, "General