But he didn't dare to do that.

It can only be like a quail, sticking its head in the dirt.

Even with the sound of the friction of the nail leaves from above, he didn't dare to make the slightest movement.

Because he understands!

All he could do now was be patient.

He wants to hide himself in the deep sea like an old turtle, and no matter how much the wind and waves blow outside, there will be no slightest movement.

Burst!

The scout seemed to cut out his own knife very casually, the sharp blade seemed to be close to his cheek, the cold blade made his body stiffen, and the hairs on his body stood up at roots.

But his body didn't react at all, as if it was really dead wood without senses.

"Dao Ancestor bless!"

"Dao Ancestor bless!"

"Patriarch bless!"

"Patriarch bless!"

"Poof!"

The scout's Pu knife fell again, maybe it was really Daozu and Grandmaster who heard his prayer, and this knife did not fall on him, but happened to fall on the bush next to him.

The samurai commander's body shrunk into a ball and clung to the ground, fearing that he would be injured by the sword.

The scout glanced at the shiny blade, which had a green tinge on it due to the shrubs, and some plant-specific sap sticking to it. Seeing that there was no blood, his eyes couldn't help but show a look of relief.

But the movement in his hand did not stop because he was relieved, but raised the long knife in his hand again, as if it was about to fall again.

The skin on the surface of the samurai commander's body tensed as he felt a biting chill.

He knew that it was the instinct of his body.

In other words, there is a very high chance that the long knife in the scout's hand will fall on him this time.

It is only with this feeling that his body will have this kind of coldness, as if he is being targeted by a poisonous snake.

For the first time, the samurai commander's eyes showed a look of struggle, even though on his first day as a samurai, he had put life and death behind him. But when he really faced life and death, his heart was really shaken.

Hide!

Or don't hide!

Hiding will inevitably expose oneself, which will affect today's ambush.

If he didn't dodge, if this knife fell, he might be cut in two, and the blood and the different touch on the long knife would also expose his figure.

Hide!

Or not hiding?

Although the time was short, only a few breaths had passed, but for the samurai commander, it seemed like half a day, or even longer.

Heaven and man are at war!

That's right, his heart is going on with the battle between heaven and man.

Hide, possibly die!

But if you don't hide, you will definitely die.

Hide!

After a long, and devastating wait, the samurai commander still didn't have the courage to face death. He instinctively wanted to dodge, to save his life.

But before he could make a move, the scout with the Pu knife in his hand stopped his movements.

Because, the other scouts have already begun to return to the team one after another!

"No problem!"

"Safety!"

"No problem!"

"Safety!"

"No problem!"

"Safety!"

"Fourth!"

"How's it going over there?"

"The action is quick, the adults are still waiting for us to report!"

The Scout Commander looked at the scout who was a little sluggish, and his heart was a little unhappy, and his tone was inevitably a little stiff.

"Got it!"

"Got it!"

"Safety!"

"No problem!"

The scout, known as the fourth, was reprimanded and subconsciously stood up straight. Looking around, he didn't find anything, and then he put the long knife into his shell with some stupidity, and turned around.

The samurai commander who was lying on the ground saw that the Pu sword in the scout's hand did not fall, but turned around, and he couldn't help but let out a long breath of cold air in his heart.

It's dangerous!

As long as this scout is holding on for a while, he will definitely show his feet by dodging the Pu knife.

However, the crisis has not passed!

Just when he thought the scout was about to leave.

The scout, known as the Fourth, stopped again and turned abruptly.

The samurai commander's heart, which had already fallen in his stomach, was lifted again, was it discovered?

Otherwise, how could this scout suddenly turn around?

。。。

The scout glanced around suspiciously, but still didn't find anything, and then he smiled a little self-deprecatingly.

However, he did not immediately return to the queue, but untied his belt, revealing the indescribable, and scattered the stars into the bushes.

Smelling the commotion, and feeling the wetness on my head.

The samurai commander's eyes suddenly turned scarlet, humiliation!

He never imagined that he would suffer such a great humiliation today.

"How can it be?"

"How dare he?"

"Kill him!"

"You must kill him, otherwise your thoughts will not work!"

The samurai commander felt the heat and humidity above his head, and his eyes showed an uncontrollable killing intent. However, thinking of the overall situation, he did not immediately rush out, but just kept the appearance of this scout firmly in his heart.

And secretly swore that after the great victory, if this scout had not died in battle, he would definitely be killed in order to avenge the humiliation of today.

"Fourth!"

"Hurry up!"

"How do you pee everywhere, you're a dog... ”

Seeing that the scout, known as the fourth child, still hadn't returned to the team, the team reprimanded him impatiently.

"It's coming!"

"It's coming!"

The fourth child shook the indescribable thing a few times, and then lifted the waistband of his pants, but for some reason, he actually felt a cold body.

It's like being remembered by a cobra, or a wolf, tiger and leopard.

But no matter how he observed, he didn't find any clues around, and in the end he could only laugh at himself, the longer he was a soldier, the less courageous he became.

Where this kind of bird doesn't poop, what kind of person can hide?

"Gone!"

"Gone!"

"Are you waiting for our reply?"

The team said with some urgency.

"That's it!"

"That's it!"

Seeing that the surroundings were calm and calm, there was no sign of an ambush, and their faces couldn't help but feel a little more relaxed.

Scouts, among all classes, have the highest casualty rate.

Therefore, every time they spy, they are physically and mentally nervous, for fear that they will lose their lives because of their own negligence.

"Retreat!"

"Retreat!"

。。。

The scouts came and went as fast as they came, and they were like monkeys and civet cats in the mountains, climbing down the rope with great dexterity.

It's just a dozen breaths of effort before falling to the bottom.

The samurai's ears twitched, and the sound of the scouts' words and their footsteps landing was clearly audible.

But even though they knew that the scouts were far away, they didn't act immediately.

Instead, he lay there quietly, like a dead man.

After another quarter of an hour, seeing that there was really no movement outside, the samurai woke up from their sleep like toads that had just wintered.

Bah!

Bah!

Bah!

The samurai commander, whose head was full of the smell of urine, stood up abruptly and looked around with a grim face.

The other samurai looked at the Commander's wet hair and annoyed faces, and their eyes couldn't help but smile a little, but no one dared to laugh out loud. can only be forcibly held, and because of this, their expressions look surprisingly strange.

"Laugh what a laugh!"

"Laugh again, after returning to the sect, I will punish you all to go to the back mountain mine!"

Looking at everyone's stoic expressions, the anger in the eyes of the samurai commander was even worse, and finally he reprimanded him with some sinister reprimands.

Seeing that the leader was really angry, many samurai hurriedly stopped smiling, forcibly lowered their cheeks, and looked at the ground with their eyes, as if there was something on the ground that attracted their attention.

But even so, there was still a kind of schadenfreude in the eyes of several samurai.

"Humph!"

The samurai leader also knew that there was no way to forcibly prohibit this kind of thing, so he couldn't help but snort coldly. Twisting his head to the side, he stopped looking at the smiling samurai.

。。。

"The result?"

"Is there an ambush?"

Seeing the scout detachment returning, Li Ling stepped forward in a little anxious and asked in a hurried voice.

"Return to the general!"

"After our investigation, everything is normal on it, and there is no trace of an ambush!"

The scout team saw Li Ling, who was dressed in captain's armor, personally greeted him, hurriedly stood up straight, and said with a solemn face.

"Yes!"

"General!"

"I've waited up and down, and I've already explored inside and out, and there is indeed no trace of an ambush!"

The other scouts, seeing that the Lord was about to ask, did not dare to conceal anything in the slightest, and hurriedly replied.

"It's good if you don't have it!"

"It's good if you don't have it!"

"These ghosts are all wine bags and rice bags, if you ambush soldiers and horses here, you don't need a few thousand, just a few hundred people, you can stop our army from moving forward!"

After Li Ling, the commander of the Vermilion Bird Battalion, heard the details, his face couldn't help but show surprise. Immediately, there was a little disdain on his face.

Such people with wine bags and rice bags still dare to resist the officers and soldiers, and they really don't know whether they are alive or dead.

"You wait for a good rest, the camp general has already ordered people to prepare wine and food. ”

"There is merit this time, and there will be a reward after I go back!"

"No!"

"No!"

"No!"

"I'll wait to thank the general!"

When the scout heard that the camp had prepared food and drink, his eyes couldn't help but show surprise, and he said with joy on his face.

Li Ling smiled and nodded, and after instructing the left and right to entertain him attentively, he turned around and hurriedly walked towards the Chinese army camp.

In just half an hour, a tall camp tent had been erected at the position of the Chinese army.

Situ Xing, Yang Shou, Xue Li, Fan Gou'er, Niu Ben and other major generals had already gathered together, anxiously waiting for the report of the forward battalion.

Fan Gou'er is the most anxious, so he is the most difficult to sit still, unlike other people's calm and relaxed.

Fan Gou'er is like an ant on a pot, and like a pins and needles, constantly twisting his body like an iron tower.

Under his influence, even Xue Li and the others felt as if they had fleas on their bodies, and they were unspeakably uncomfortable.

Looking at everyone's weird expressions and funny movements, Situ Xing's brows couldn't help frowning slightly, but before he could stand up and scold.

Fan Gou'er's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Li Ling is here!"

"Li Ling is here!"

"The scouts must have had a result!"