Chapter 43: The Sorrow of War (1)

When they arrived in Lan Clan's City, the sky had already darkened, the stars were already twinkling not far away, and the entire night sky was like clear eyes.

Heavily armed men walked around the city, carrying bags and carrying salutes, bowls for food, fruit sellers, and burdens for sellers, as well as beggars and flower children on crutches, sons and brothers who wandered into brothels, and tea guests in teahouses. The former hawkers and beggars in the city had already sent them abducted from their homes and settled in places where even the wolfdogs could not be found, at least they would not go out into the streets again until the war began. The more than 400 troops he led were all armed and scattered in every corner of the city, waiting for the dead of night.

From the window of the teahouse, he watched the night fade outside, watching the orange lanterns hanging everywhere, the noise of children still in the streets, the people walking back and forth, the cries of sugar gourd sellers, and the people selling lanterns.

Every night in the dead of night, there will be a group of patrol troops patrolling the city, each group of about 40 people, and when this group patrols the entire twelve streets of the city at the hour of half a burnt incense, this group will return to the city to rest, and the next group will continue to patrol. He learned that there was a dead end at the two-kilometer corner of the city, and that the road was blocked by a six-meter-high civil wall, and that the patrols would not be noticed by attacking from both sides.

"Childe, let's go, it's getting late. Xiao Chi reminded behind him, his voice seemed a little soft, not loud, but in such a quiet night, it seemed empty and harsh, with a cold chill.

Yan Jier turned around, looked at Xiao Chi, nodded, a purple brocade robe showed that he was getting taller and taller, they got out of the teahouse, Yan Jier wrapped his coat tightly and walked two kilometers away, and everyone on the street went to one place on different roads.

"Childe, you haven't touched a woman yet, have you?" asked Xiao Chi.

"What?" Yan Jir looked at Xiao Chi in surprise.

"Neither do I, and I think it's possible that our group of people will never come back. ”

Yan Jir frowned, and reprimanded, "The 20,000 troops led by Lord An Murong and King An Guijia each have to face 30,000 enemies, and their lives are more important than mine, isn't there still Lord Musi in the castle? ”

"Nope. Xiao Chi said, "Childe, your lives are valuable, I have a cheap life, and if I die, I will die, but you have to live, the Yanqi tribe needs you." ”

Yangil shrugged, "We're not going to die, we're all going to live." ”

"Yes, Childe. Xiao Chi said, "We will all protect you." ”

"My Yanqi tribe is now a different kind of people, and I can only follow my uncle to fight for him. Yan Jier said with a sad expression, but there was also a touch of emotion from his heart, "But, thank you, Xiao Chi." ”

A smile appeared at the corner of Xiao Chi's mouth, "It is our subordinate's duty to protect Gongzi, and there is no need to thank you." ”

"Our archers are all in place. Xiao Chi said, "There shouldn't be any problems with hijacking patrols. ”

"I hope nothing goes wrong. Yangil said softly, "We've prepared enough. ”

As they spoke, they had reached the street two kilometers into a dead end, and the twenty archers who were lying in ambush were all in place, and Yangil thought to himself, "We must only succeed, not fail." ”

The footsteps of the patrolling army could be heard in the distance, and Yanjir and Xiao Chi hid behind a wall behind the city wall, and the patrolling army was only a dozen feet away from them at this moment. The patrols came one after another, and when they reached the middle, the bows and arrows swept at them, and the besieged patrols fell to the ground one by one, leaving the leader of the patrol. The patrol leader was so frightened that he only shivered, and he tried his best to control his body from shaking, but it seemed that it was difficult, and his whole body could not be controlled by him.

Yangil arranged for the men to remove all their clothes, knives, helmets, and emblems, and cleared the entire battlefield. Later, a child was brought up, his mouth covered with a white cloth, and the patrol captain saw at a glance that it was his daughter, and he trembled nervously, but mustered up enough courage, and shouted, "What are you going to do?"

Yangil walked up to him, "All your family members are in our hands, obedient and obedient, everything is under my command, your family is safe, otherwise I will take your child to feed the crows first." Of course, he said that this sentence was false, and King Anguiga specially explained that no one should be allowed to hurt the innocent, otherwise it would be dealt with by military law.

"What do you want me to do?" said the patrol leader, trembling.

"Take my people into Fengwei City, listen up, they are all your patrolmen. Yangil explained.

The patrol leader nodded, beads of sweat from the soybeans had rolled down his forehead, and the more than forty people in Yanjir had already put on the clothes of the hijacking and walked in the direction of the former Lan Clan City.

When the team was far away, Yangil found blood on the ground, and he ordered the blood to be wiped clean.

"It's not good to use arrows. Xiao Chi said, "Let's still use ecstasy incense, right?"

"Use less, we still have to use it on the battlefield. "Yangil didn't have time to think carefully, the next wave of patrols was coming soon, and they hid behind one of the walls of the city wall again, prepared the Ecstasy incense, and waited for the next group of patrols to arrive. That night, at dawn, they hijacked eight groups of patrolling troops by the method of ecstasy incense, and transported all the corpses to a small courtyard. They managed to blend in more than 300 people, and Yangil also followed the last team into Fengwei City.