The young man with his back against the big tree stared at the long-dead ruler not far away.

The crossbow arrow in his hand flickered with cold light, and from the time the commander was assassinated until now, his eyes had never left the silent corpse.

As soon as he joined the army, he began to work as a scout, of course, he understood that the most likely place for enemy scouts to appear at the first time was around the corpse of the commander.

Suddenly, he felt as if the sky had suddenly darkened.

Although in this dense dense forest, the light cannot penetrate at all, but this strange feeling at this moment will definitely not be wrong.

Raising his head, the young warrior was shocked to find that on the branch above his head, a black pressed thing was hanging upside down.

A touch of coldness burst out in an instant, and before the young soldier could react, he only felt a chill on his neck.

When his consciousness was scattered, the last thing he saw was a pair of cold eyes without waves.

Tang Ming lightly landed next to the corpse of the young warrior, and stretched out his hand to give Zhang Chongshan, who was hiding in the bushes behind him, a gesture.

Then he picked up the corpse next to him with one hand and threw it in the direction of the marker in the distance.

Whoosh ......

When Tang Ming threw the corpse of the young soldier at the commander, crossbow arrows rained down in the dense forest.

When the corpse of the young soldier was in mid-air, he had been shot into a hedgehog by the crossbow arrows that shot out from all directions.

The moment the rain of arrows poured over, behind Tang Ming, five arrows glowing with cold light fell violently into the dense forest.

The sound of arrows piercing through flesh and blood rang out one after another, and Tang Ming jumped out of the bushes, and a cold light appeared on the waist knife he held in his backhand.

There were ten people in one standard, in addition to the standard commander who was shot by Tang Ming at the beginning, there were also the young warriors who were bait-in, plus the four people who were shot by Zhang Chongshan behind him.

The scouts on the opposite side, who originally had an absolute advantage in numbers, lost more than half of their efforts in the blink of an eye.

The remaining four instantly discarded the crossbow in their hands and turned around and drew their scimitars.

The fight between them is between square inches, and the power of crossbow arrows is not small, but they have lost the opportunity, and the only thing they can rely on at this moment is the scimitar in their hands.

Zhang Chongshan, who was behind Tang Ming, led four people to kill from behind, and the waist knife was attached to the thigh on the right side, as fast as a spirit fox.

The eight of them were strangled together, and a faint smell of blood gradually emanated from the dense forest.

The hand-to-hand combat between the scouts is full of bloodshed and ruthlessness that is not humane.

This kind of ruthlessness is not only in the face of enemy scouts, but even more so for oneself.

Tang Ming saw it clearly, the young warrior behind Zhang Chongshan, the waist knife was close to the outside of his thigh, and when he took eight steps on the enemy's side, he still swept forward with the knife.

The scimitar on the opposite side stabbed obliquely, and the young man turned a blind eye, and his figure continued to approach the Nan Mang scout.

In the moment when the bodies were staggered, a terrifying wound more than half a foot long appeared on the young man's chest from top to bottom.

And taking advantage of the situation, the waist knife in the young man's hand turned, and following the momentum of the other party's scout's chopping, he sent the waist knife in his hand into the man's chest.

The two of them made a mistake, and the young warrior's chest was full of blood, but the waist knife was nailed to the heart of Nanmang's scout.

exchanging injuries for death, bloody made Tang Ming frown a little.

In the blink of an eye, the Yibiao Nanmang scout was killed by Tang Ming and them, and Zhang Chongshan scolded and helped the young man bandage his wounds while directing the others to clean up the arrows scattered in the woods.

Although Tang Ming was a centurion, Tang Ming had no way of knowing the details of these ranks.

"There are still thirty miles ahead of the Tanma camp, let's repair it, touch the Tanma camp, let's withdraw. ”

Tang Ming calculated slightly in his heart, Nanmang's scouts had already touched here, indicating that the Tanma Camp was already more auspicious.

"Head, I'm afraid this won't work. ”

After Zhang Chongshan bandaged his wounds, he came to Tang Ming and said with a worried face.

"Now that Nanmang's scouts have infiltrated here, I believe that the smell of blood here will soon attract those guys, and we must leave here immediately. ”

Zhang Chongshan looked at those corpses with some reluctance, a head is thirty taels, and these bloody corpses on the ground are three hundred taels of white silver.

And there is also a standard length among them, and the price of the head makes him a little reluctant.

But as a veteran of a hundred battles, he understood that if he was greedy for these things at this time, his group would definitely not be able to get out of this northern foot mountain range.

"That ......"

Tang Ming looked at the young martial soldier who was still oozing blood from his chest, and hesitated a little.

He could see that the wound on this guy's chest was not as simple as a flesh wound, and after a long time, if the wound began to fester, it would really be hopeless.

On the battlefield, among the soldiers, casualties are inevitable.

But to watch a young descendant die in front of his eyes like this, Tang Ming couldn't do it.

"Head, I know what you think, but once a person enters the army, his life is not his own. ”

Zhang Chongshan followed Tang Ming's eyes and glanced at the young warrior, he understood what Tang Ming meant.

In fact, every new soldier who has just joined the army will be a little puzzled by the indifference of the old soldier on the battlefield.

But after a long time, they will understand that when they step into it, many emotions become the most fatal drawbacks.

"Centurion, I'm fine, it's just a minor injury!"

The young man smiled faintly, with a slightly silly expression on his face, at this moment, he was very different from the outlaw who had just fought for his life.

Tang Ming nodded, then turned around and ran into the dense forest, walking towards the camp of the previous Tanma camp.

Tang Ming and the others could not go a few dozen miles along the way, but there was no shortage of blood and rain along the way.

By the time they saw the outline of the Tanma camp, there were no less than a hundred people lying behind them.

The four of them all had some scars on their bodies, and Tang Ming, including Tang Ming, suffered some minor injuries.

"Horse camp, it's completely over. ”

Looking at the Nan Mang soldiers guarding the far gate in the distance, Zhang Chongshan sighed heavily.

Although they had expected this result for a long time, when everything was laid out in front of them, they couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

"Let's go!"

Tang Ming looked at the camp that had changed flags in the distance, and turned around without hesitation.

To have the courage to come here is beyond the expectations of the enemy, and there is no point in staying here any longer.

"Head, look, that...... That's like a lieutenant!"

Just as Tang Ming turned around, the young man beside him, who was not lightly injured, pointed to the gate in the distance and exclaimed.

Whoosh......

Before Tang Ming could turn around, the Nan Mang scouts who heard the movement had already attacked towards them.

The young captain exclaimed in surprise just now, but he forgot that this was already the range of Nanmang.

Several people scattered in all directions, and Zhanzhong Mountain was prostrate in the bushes next to an uncle, and a terrifying blood groove appeared on his cheek, dripping with blood.

If he hadn't reacted quickly, the crossbow arrow would have pierced his head steadily.

"There are no less than thirty scouts coming, deflated calves, you killed them this time!"

Zhang Chongshan didn't care about the hot pain on his face, turned around and glared at the young Wu Commander who was red-faced at the moment.

In the dense bushes, there was a sparse sound, and from time to time, crossbow arrows would shoot towards Tang Ming and them.

"It's really out of line this time, let's play with your life!"

Zhang Chongshan hid sideways behind the big tree and said to an old soldier surnamed Lin, and then slowly pulled out the waist knife on his waist.

They gather together, and if they use crossbow arrows, they will become live targets in such a small place.

The only glimmer of hope is for them to wait for the scouts to get close and then fight in close combat.

Lao Lin bit the knife on his waist and slowly climbed up the old tree behind him, like a bat, clinging to the middle of the tree.

The sparse sound in the bushes became more and more dense, Tang Ming frowned slightly, he wanted to kill it, it was not difficult.

Although his cultivation is now completely empty, after all, the height he once stood at was not something that these ordinary martial artists could imagine.

However, he can leave, but it doesn't mean that these old pawns around him can also leave unscathed.

"Head, come back!!"

Zhang Chongshan looked at Tang Ming, who jumped up in front of him, and suddenly his eyes were split.

Both sides attacked and killed, their numbers were already at a disadvantage, and the only way out was to circulate and kill in concealment, such as Tang Ming being exposed in front of others, was no different from looking for death.

Zhang Chongshan was anxious in his heart, and he didn't think much about it, and suddenly jumped out of the bushes with Tang Ming, and swept the ground with the knife in his hand.

Seeing that these bold guys in front of him finally couldn't help but jump over the wall in a hurry, someone among the Nan Mang scouts raised their hands and made a gesture to disperse.

The figure swept out of the grass in an instant, and more than 30 people also put away their crossbows and unsheathed their scimitars.

Tang Ming took the lead, and the waist knife in his hand was like Zhang Chongshan before, close to the outside of his thigh.

Just when Tang Ming was only about ten steps away from the nearest Nanmang scout, two cold rays suddenly flashed under his feet.

Two Nanmang scouts suddenly appeared on Tang Ming's side, and the two scimitars flashed with cold light, intersecting and echoing towards Tang Ming.

A few people who rushed out of the grass in the distance were anxious when they saw this mortal scene.

The waist knife was lightly lifted, Tang Ming made a mistake at his feet, and his body turned around in one of the two scimitars, and the sparks flashed.

Everyone's eyes widened in surprise, and Tang Ming, who turned around, finally drew his knife.

The snow-bright blade was as cold as frost, and under the terrifying eyes of the scout in front of him, a thin line of blood ran down the scout's forehead and ran through his body.

After reflexively landing on the ground, Tang Ming's hands were not idle, his body swept back, and he swung out two knives left and right, and the two scouts who intercepted and attacked also fell in response.

Sweeping, turning and retreating, it is tedious to say, but it is just a matter of a blink of an eye.

Tang Ming landed steadily in place, and the three Nanmang scouts had already lost their breath.

"Damn, I know this guy will definitely be fine. ”

Zhang Chongshan, who was still frightened before, smacked on the ground fiercely, and his body moved with the knife.

The rest of the people followed closely behind, and before the other could react, they took off a few heads.

In the dense forest, apart from the sound of gold and iron and the sound of sharp weapons and sashimi, there was not even a miserable howl.

The attacks between the scouts have always been as silent as they are in front of them.

Three moments later, Tang Ming panted and leaned against the tree, and there were several big gaps in the waist knife in his hand.

Zhang Chongshan bared his teeth and bandaged the wound on his arm.

"Where's Lao Lin?"

After Tang Ming rested for a while, he found that there seemed to be something wrong with the people around him, and after a closer look, Lao Lin, who was following Zhang Chongshan, was nowhere to be found.

"Dead!"

Zhang Chongshan said expressionlessly, the battlefield is ruthless, and life and death are just a thought.