Zhang Jingtao also seemed to be surprised, and said: "Careless, I will carefully observe what Wei Bing has come to make up, if they find us, there will definitely be action tonight." ”

Zhao Ling'er frowned slightly, but said again: "Well, even if it is exposed, it doesn't matter, we can retreat at this moment." ”

"Yes." Zhang Jingtao seems to have relaxed a lot.

That night, Zhang Jingtao had been looking around from the high post to see if there were any Wei soldiers moving between the mountains and fields, in order to guess the arrangement of the Wei soldiers.

After it was completely dark, he took out the Sun-Chasing Bow, quietly hid on a high ground, and looked at Zhao Ling'er's camp from afar.

The moon was in the sky, but the camp did not dare to light it here.

Everyone has been in a state of flux these days, and except for the night soldiers arranged on the outskirts of the camp, the rest of them have gone to bed early after it was completely dark.

Zhao Ling'er doesn't seem to have any soldiers outside the tent, this is also Li Si's arrangement, it can be said that it is tight on the outside and loose on the inside.

Although Li Si has ambitions, it does not mean that he has to be upright.

Apparently Lees was also involved.

It's just that, even if he is so lax, Zhao Lang still can't do whatever he wants to Zhao Ling'er, because Zhao Ling'er's camp has two personal female warriors is certain, and it is not difficult for them to call for help, and the soldiers in the camp will come to escort them.

You know, not all soldiers have fancy intestines.

After a short time, a dark shadow sneaked up on the camp tent from a bush, and seeing that the situation was safe, he used the means of the nine streams in the rivers and lakes, took out a pipe, and blew it into the camp.

The man was very cautious at first, but after changing a few corners around the tent and blowing the fog a few times, he relented and waved his arm at the distance.

In the distance, Zhao Lang and Li Si came out, and more than a dozen of Zhao Lang's cronies followed out, and it seemed that they were going to quietly surround Zhao Ling'er's camp.

However, before Zhao Lang entered the camp, someone shouted softly: "Shoot!" "A row of crossbow arrows was fired from the grass at a high hill farther away from the tent.

There are about twenty crossbow arrows in this row, so no matter whether there is Chunpingjun among these people or not, they will not be merciful.

Zhao Lang and the others suddenly exclaimed, and then someone screamed and fell to the ground, and there was chaos.

Zhang Jingtao saw it, his eyes were full of murder, and an arrow shot towards Zhao Lang.

The arrow was extremely accurate, with a graceful arc, and hung towards the target.

However, Li Si, one of Zhao Lang's cronies, fled back because of timidity, blocking Zhao Lang's figure.

The man fell to the ground with a scream, Zhao Lang looked around in panic, and lowered his body, looking for trees to shelter, and Li Si hurriedly came to guard.

Zhang Jingtao didn't care about this, and wanted to get on the arrow again, but saw that Li Qiushui was taking two intimate guards to the high post where he was.

Zhang Jingtao frowned, but he was helpless, so he could only wait for his little plan to go well, but he couldn't do it.

The camp was already dimly lit and shouts were heard.

Zhao Ling'er's guards survived five or six of Zhao Lang's people, and they each found trees to cover them, so they rushed down from the high post and launched a fierce onslaught against Zhao Lang's people, but in the hands of Zhao Lang's people, there were not many masters.

For a while, the sound of blade clashing and shouting of killing sounded in the sky, Zhang Jingtao couldn't help but look at the field, you know, to implement this small plan is also to take risks, that is, this movement cannot be discovered by the Wei soldiers in the field.

At the moment, it looks good, there is silence in the mountains, and it doesn't look like there are soldiers who come here to investigate.

Zhao Ling'er was not afraid of fighting, and rushed out of the tent, but his own martial arts can only be said to be very clever in his own martial arts, although there are famous teachers who teach him very well, but he lacks real actual combat.

It's just that Zhao Ling'er's reaction is keen, but her adaptability is not weak.

After the two female warriors who came out with her also joined the battle group, only Zhao Lang's five warriors and Li Si were kept out of the periphery.

Only Zhao Ling'er was eyeing Zhao Lang.

Zhao Lang's kung fu and Zhao Ling'er are the same as the beginning, and they are also taught by famous teachers, but they have little actual combat experience.

Zhao Ling'er rushed forward and slashed at Zhao Lang.

Zhao Lang was in a panic, but he was not as quick as Zhao Ling'er's reaction, although he held Zhao Linger's sword, he did not prevent Zhao Ling'er's fierce kick from below.

A pig-killing howl sounded through the night sky, and the weapon in Zhao Lang's hand fell, rolled to the ground, covered his hands underneath, and rolled sideways to avoid Zhao Ling'er's follow-up attack.

Although Zhao Lang's five warriors over there were strong martial arts, they were defeated by two fists and four hands, and after only killing two Zhao Ling'er's warriors, they were awarded their heads.

The whole camp was boiling. The soldiers rushed one after another, and Li Qiushui on the high post had already rushed down and shouted: "Misunderstanding, Ling'er stop!" That's Haruhei-kun! ”

There was also a light shining by her guards.

In this case, Zhao Ling'er was particularly eye-catching in the dark night, and she had no choice but to stop.

When Zhang Jingtao secretly screamed pity, Zhao Lang still fell to the ground and rolled around, and the piercing pain made his body tremble in the curl.

Zhang Jingtao hurriedly slid down the tree and took advantage of the chaos to find his tent.

Then put the bow and arrows away, and then Shi Shiran walked out.

In the camp, regardless of whether the Wei soldiers in the distance would find this place, at least some faint lights were on.

At this moment, I can only hope that the moonlight is bright enough to cover the lights here.

When he arrived not far from Zhao Lang's side, he saw that Zhao Lang was forced by Zhao Ling'er with a sharp long sword, he wanted to roll but didn't dare, and the cold sweat with his teeth was visible to the naked eye and kept falling on his face, but Zhao Ling'er said with a look of surprise: "Huh? Why is it a cousin, why does a cousin pretend to be a young man? ”

Zhao Lang's pain had been relieved, and it seemed that there was no big problem, but he said with a blue face: "It's just that the soldiers are lazy at night, and they don't take the sword away!" ”

Zhao Ling'er didn't take the sword, looked at Li Qiushui sarcastically, and said happily: "Tonight, the guard is tight on the outside and loose on the inside, why do you have to check the inside at night?" ”

Li Qiushui has so much experience in political fighting, Gen Ben didn't panic, but said coldly: "I learned that there are internal ghosts, and I want to turn on the lights on this hill to report to the Wei people, so I checked at night, and among the dead people on this ground, there are internal ghosts!" ”

Zhao Ling'er finally took away the sword, looked at the expression, the wind was light, but what he said was not light at all, and said: "I see, in fact, I also received this news, so I will catch ghosts in the middle of the night, it is really fortunate that Zhang Zheng informed this important information of this princess." ”

And Zhao Ling'er, naturally, doesn't know who still wrote the note, but if she doesn't want to hurt her, she will plant it on Zhang Jingtao's head, although she doesn't know it, she really planted it right.

After Zhao Lang crawled to the side, Zhang Jingtao smiled: "For this team, I am a new outsider, how can I know what external ghosts and internal ghosts are, the princess laughed." ”