Earlier, when Wan Yankang had just entered the herdsmen's camp, Huang Yaoshi was still searching for which camp tent was Temujin's sweat tent, and Zhou Botong was already bored.

He got into a hay tent, looked around, fumbled around, and picked up a few sticks of grass and chewed them in his mouth.

"It's really hay!" Zhou Botong spit out and scolded.

Of the great Temujin camps, the forage camp was the most heavily guarded. At this time, the winter army was outside, and the food used by the soldiers of the beggar department was mainly dried meat, and most of them were carried with them. However, the horse's forage, as well as the necessary fuel, must be well stocked and kept in a centralized manner.

Zhou Botong touched a few forage camps, but didn't find anything interesting, so he got out of the tent.

The old naughty boy had no scheming, and at this time he didn't feel that he was in the enemy camp, how to hide and hide, so he stood outside a camp tent and looked around, and watched when Yan Kang would release the fireworks.

"Who!" A patrolling soldier saw Zhou Botong not far away, and immediately let out a clear cry and ran towards where Zhou Botong was.

When I started to see Zhou Botong, the soldiers on patrol were about twenty or thirty paces apart, and after a moment's effort, this group of people rushed here, but found that there was no one in half.

"Couldn't it be that you're dazzled?" A small soldier asked, wandering.

The ten-division commander of this team took a torch to check it carefully where Zhou Botong was standing, and found that there were two footprints, and immediately cheered up and ordered: "That's right, someone!" ”

So, this patrol team began to follow the footprints to find people.

After a while, they were surprised to find that there were no other traces on the snow except for the two footprints.

Everyone in the team looked at each other. One of the soldiers was timid, and asked tremblingly, "It can't be a ghost, right?" ”

The ten-captain slapped the little soldier in the face, and was about to scold a few words, but saw the little soldier looking behind him with a frightened face.

The Captain turned to look, but saw nothing.

Turning again, the Captain saw the little soldier pointing behind him, his fingers trembling. If it was only this little soldier like this, most of the ten captains thought that this person was guilty of a demon, but there were also a few small soldiers beside him, and he knew that there must be something wrong behind him.

The ten-captain did not turn around, but secretly grasped the hilt of the knife, and then slashed behind him like a whirlwind.

Then, with a single slash, it was empty!

"Hee-hee." A chuckle rang out behind the Ten.

The ten-captain drew his sword and slashed back.

Then, it was another slash!

He was slapped on the shoulder.

The ten-captain knew that someone must be there, and it was behind him, but he didn't know how he couldn't touch this person, he was furious, and shouted: "Let's go together!" ”

The other soldiers woke up like a dream, picked up the swords in their hands, and beckoned to Zhou Botong.

Zhou Botong felt that it was just a good time to tease this ten-master, but he immediately greeted the group fight, he smiled, unfolded his body, and walked through the gap between the crowds, like a butterfly wearing flowers.

These ten people worked hard, but they couldn't touch the corners of Zhou Botong's clothes, and some people cut two companions because they used too much force.

The ten-captain knew that he could not solve it by himself, so he took the whistle on his chest and puffed up his cheeks to blow.

Zhou Botong was having a good time, and when he heard this person blow the whistle, he didn't feel anything. It was only when he heard footsteps coming from all directions that he realized that he hadn't done anything big yet!

"I'm not playing with you anymore!" Zhou Botong stuck out his tongue, got into a forage tent, opened the fire fold, and began to light the fire.

When the ten-captain saw Zhou Botong suddenly enter the tent, he thought that the white-bearded old man was going to hide, but after a while, he saw a fire coming out of the tent.

Suddenly, the ten-master had three souls and seven spirits, and half of them were scared away.

Zhou Botong lit a forage tent, immediately drilled into another tent, and began to set fire.

The ten-captain came to his senses and immediately rushed to the burning tent with his subordinates to start fighting the fire.

The hay in the forage tents is prepared by the herders for their cattle, sheep and horses before the winter. Because the heavy snow on the grassland covers the land in winter, and the cattle, sheep and horses have no pasture, the herdsmen are cutting some of the autumn grass before it completely withers and yellows, and then dried it for later use.

At the beginning of winter, these hayes still have some moisture, and they are still yellow and green. But as time goes on, the air gets drier and drier, and the hay becomes less and less moisture, almost all yellow.

At this time, the hay piled up in the tent is just a little bit of spark, and it is a little bit!

Zhou Botong had just lit the hay, and it took only five or six breaths for the ten-person team to rush to the tent. But the fire in this tent has spread completely.

The tent that was originally stacked with hay turned into a huge fire with a bang!

After he got out, he saw that the first tent was already blazing, and he couldn't help clapping his hands and laughing: "It's fun!" Playful! ”

Seeing that he could not put out the fire, the patrol commander of the ten immediately led his men to Zhou Botong. He has a heavy duty on duty, and if he can't prevent fires and can't capture and kill arsonists, his life will be in danger.

Zhou Botong saw that the pursuers were approaching, grinned, turned to another place as soon as he slipped away, and continued to set fires.

After the old urchin set fire to more than a dozen tents, he found it difficult to start.

When the fire first started, the sergeants were in a hurry, and some rushed to put out the fire, and the scene was extremely chaotic for a while. When Mu Huali arrived, he found that the burned hay pile was almost impossible to extinguish, so he ordered the fire to be quickly separated from the unlit hay tent.

Because Zhou Botong is too good, under the siege and interception of 100 people, he seems to be playing, and he can't help him at all. Mu Huali ordered all the soldiers to form an encirclement, and all of them opened their bows and arrows, waiting for the opportunity to shoot Zhou Botong.

After Zhou Botong dodged a few rounds of cold arrows, he knew that it would be dangerous if he didn't leave. He stretched out his legs and swept the ground twice, stirring up snowflakes all over the sky, and took advantage of the chaos to get out of the encirclement.

Before Yan Kang's signal was obtained, a fire broke out in the forage camp, and it was obvious that something went wrong with Zhou Botong. Wan Yankang also scolded twice, but Huang Yaoshi smiled slightly, feeling no surprise in his heart. With his understanding of Zhou Botong for decades, if there is no moth, how can he be worthy of the title of old naughty boy.

With the firelight, the Chinese army was also alarmed, and among some big tents beside Huang Yaoshi, people kept getting out of the camp tents. Judging from the dress of these people, it is obvious that they are all important generals in the army.

But who Temujin was, Huang Yaoshi had not yet discovered. He knew that when Temujin got up and sweated out of the tent, the people would gather to ask for his life, and he would only have to wait a few more moments......

But before Huang Yaoshi could find Temujin, his hiding place was discovered.

At this time, in the camp, there were people running back and forth, and a sharp-eyed soldier, seeing that Huang Yaoshi was wearing a white robe, immediately shouted loudly, and at the same time led several people around him, running towards where Huang Yaoshi was.

When the soldiers around heard the shouting, they also surrounded the place where Huang Yaoshi was.

Although Huang Yaoshi couldn't understand Mongolian, from the reaction from the neighborhood, he immediately knew that he had been exposed.

Facing the enemy troops surrounded from all sides, Huang Yaoshi was not in a hurry and took out a jade flute from his arms.

The person closest to Huang Yaoshi was only one tent away, and when this person saw Huang Yaoshi suddenly take out the jade flute and start playing, he subconsciously thought, is this person crazy?

Sneak into the camp in the middle of the night and come to give a?

Then the man suddenly heard the sound of the tide.

Most of the men on the grassland have never seen the sea, but at this moment, this person clearly knows that what comes into his ears is the sound of the tide.

The blue sea tide is shocked, and the blue sea tide is crying.

Huang Yaoshi was not the strongest in martial arts among the five uniques, but in terms of music and rhythm, he must be second to none. He combined music and martial arts to create the blue sea tide song, which made Wang Chongyang admire it and praised it as the first song in the world.

The blue sea tide song imitates the sound of the tide and waves of the sea, Huang Yaoshi urges with profound internal strength, and the sound enters the ears of the soldiers of the Qiyan Department, they only feel that suddenly the tide is slowly pushing closer, gradually approaching and getting faster, and then the waves are turbulent, and the white waves are even mountains.

Huang Yaoshi once used the blue sea tide song to attract Zhou Botong, and with Zhou Botong's skills as the world's top master, he almost hit the trick. Recently, Huang Yaoshi has realized that his kung fu has gone to the next level, and then he plays this song, how can these ordinary soldiers have the slightest power to resist!

In everyone's minds, it seemed that this monstrous wave was about to sweep in, and it made people feel boundless horror, and they wished to grow their wings, turn around and fly away from this place.

The people who had rushed in front of Huang Yaoshi pulled their legs and retreated, as if the people in front of them were like a flood beast. And when everyone retreated, there were still those who kept dancing.

If these people are just dancing, it doesn't matter for a while, but the problem is that these people are dancing with knives and guns in their hands.

For a time, there were countless accidental injuries.

Although Huang Yaoshi's Bihai Chaosheng song is strong, it can't escape the laws of nature, with him as the center, within ten zhang, the music radiation is the strongest. After ten zhang, the sound of the song began to weaken. Thirty feet away, the music is almost inaudible.

At this time, dozens of feet away, some people looked from a distance, and they all felt that the people around Huang Yaoshi were as if they had suddenly been stunned. But as newcomers continue to approach the vocal range, they are immediately hit. Those who fled the vocal range seemed to have their symptoms relieved.

Huang Yaoshi's fifty zhang away saw the doorway, and immediately grabbed the big bow behind him, opened the bow and arrows, and shot at Huang Yaoshi. This person was fifty zhang away from Huang Yaoshi, and there were countless heads in between, so he used the method of projectile.

Huang Yaoshi watched the six roads and listened to all directions, and when he heard the sound of breaking the air, he immediately dodged the arrow.

Because of this dodge, Huang Yaoshi Xiao Sheng was slightly stunned, but the archery man was extremely careful, and immediately found that the person who was twenty or thirty zhang away from Huang Yaoshi had a slow symptom.

His subordinates continued to fire arrows at Huang Yaoshi, and ordered everyone to shoot Huang Yaoshi together.

If it is just one person who fires the arrow, Huang Yaoshi can also play a tune while dodging. When dozens of arrows kept coming, he had to sigh and put the jade flute into his arms.

Then, Huang Yaoshi dodged forward for more than ten zhang, and flicked his fingers.

The first to shoot the arrow fell to the ground!

As soon as the man fell to the ground, several people immediately rushed to his side to see what was going on, and shouted loudly.

If Huang Yaoshi knew Mongolian, he would definitely be able to hear what these people were shouting.

"Lord Jebel! Jebel-sama! ”