"It's me!" He exhaled deeply, looked up at the guard on the wall, and tried not to let his voice tremble, "Scouts from Yunshen Village." ”

"Where's your waist card?" The guard is still on guard, not every warrior in Yunzhou has a waist card, in addition to scouts, only the generals above the vine chief, and the samurai with a certain status will wear it, and each village waist card is different, take the wind and thunder village as an example, their waist card is engraved with the wind and thunder leopard, and then with the number semicolon, the higher the number, the higher the identity of the person, and most of the other villages are distinguished by the number on the waist card.

"Here!" The scout untied his waist card and threw it hard.

The guard grabbed the card and placed it next to the torch and looked at it carefully two or three times.

The bronze waist plate is engraved with a very exquisite technique of dark clouds and sun, and the name of the scout is engraved with the words of Yunzhou under the pattern, and below the name, the number representing his identity is engraved with the number of Zhongzhou:

"Razi, Wu Zero-One."

This guy seems to be a high-ranking presence among the scouts, the guard thought.

"Alright, come in." The guard beckoned to the warriors at the gate, motioning for them to open the gate, and with that, he threw the waist card in his hand, intending to return it to the scout.

Two warriors lifted the bolt and slowly opened the gate, the wooden gate made of spruce made a tooth-sour sound, the soil under the gate had already been smoothed out by years of pushing, and every minute of movement of the gate would bring up a piece of dust hidden in the night. Because the gate is too heavy, they open the door very slowly, and part of the reason for the word "iron" in the spruce fir is probably because of its weight.

The waist card made a perfect arc in the air, and the scout could catch it with a slight hand, but he didn't take it because it was too dark or something.

"The First Evolution"

He stood there, sweating profusely, his whole body trembling slightly, his eyes fixed on the gate that was opening little by little.

"Hey, your waist card." The guard on the wall reminded him.

The scout shuddered for a moment, then looked up as if he had just woken up from a dream, and squeezed out an ugly smile, "Oh...... Oh. Then he lowered his body to pick up the waist card, and the moment his hand touched the waist card, he tilted his head slightly, intentionally or unintentionally, and glanced at the forest shrouded in darkness.

Those turquoise eyes are gone!

He tilted his head slightly, and the door finally opened a crack that allowed him to barely get in.

Can't wait any longer, this is the best chance, the voice in his heart told him.

He suddenly jumped up from the spot, kicked his legs violently, and rushed to the gate of the village desperately.

"Enemy attack!" He yelled.

He slammed into the gate of the village, clutching the edge of the gate with both hands, trying to borrow his strength again to allow himself to enter the gate.

A short roar of arrows pierced the silence of the night, and before the scout could enter the stockade, an arrow pierced the back of his head and rushed out of his brow, bringing him to rest in that position forever.

Until he died, he was still muttering in his mouth, "Enemy attack, enemy attack......

The two samurai who opened the door froze in place, apparently they hadn't reacted to what was happening.

"Enemy attack! Enemy Attack!! The guard on the wall of the village shouted with all his might, his eyes stared straight at the forest in front of the village, at the moment when the scout died, hundreds of pairs of turquoise eyes suddenly appeared there, and he felt a chill in his heart, just those eyes had already frightened him, "Close the gate of the village!" ”

"You shit is going to kill us......" he muttered as he looked at the figures emerging from the woods.

The scout wanted to live, but he didn't want to rebel, he was loyal, but he was also a fool, he thought he had chosen a perfect way to escape without betraying his companions, but he still underestimated the abilities of those in the woods.

That's ...... The most elite troops of Wind and Thunder Village, all beasts ride.

The two warriors reacted at the shout of the guard on the wall, and they rushed forward to close the gate, but the scout's body was stuck there.

"Come and help! Come and help! One of the samurai roared.

The surrounding samurai rushed over at once, pushing the gate with all their hands, and some tried to pull the scout's body apart.

"Get out of the way!" A samurai armed with a giant axe suddenly roared, he stepped forward with an arrow, pushed away the people in front of him, and cut off the scout's body with an axe, blood sprayed on the gate of the wall, the faces of these warriors, the samurai with the giant axe kicked away the half of the corpse, threw the giant axe on the ground, and then put both hands on the gate while exerting force, while yelling, "Close the door!" ”

The dozen or so warriors on the wall of the wall invariably drew their bows, in Yunzhou, everyone is a hunter, even if it is dark, relying on those pairs of turquoise eyes, they can also find out where those invaders are, and then, they only need to open their bows and arrows.

However, before they could draw their bows, each of them had an arrow piercing their eyebrows.

There was no living person on the wall, but the people in the village also noticed the abnormal movement here, and some people vigorously rang the gong and rushed to every corner of the village and shouted, "Enemy attack!" Enemy attack! ”

The samurai who had been patrolling were the first to arrive, and although they were small in number, they were also powerful.

The samurai who were resting in their respective rooms heard the noise and immediately woke up from their light sleep, grabbed their weapons, and then loudly woke up their sleeping companions, some of whom moved a little slower, but were putting their own leather armor on their bodies.

The darkness of the village was lit up one by one, and the villagers put on their clothes and peeked through the cracks in the door to see what was happening outside, while the samurai kept flocking to the gate, shouting the names of their companions and telling them to speed up.

"What's wrong?! What's wrong?! "Someone wakes up from their sleep with absolutely no idea what happened.

"What's going on over there?"

"Enemy attack?"

"It's an enemy attack! Didn't you hear the gong ringing? A Fuji chief yelled at the samurai beside him.

"Who the hell dares to attack our Sanzhai?!" Someone was amazed at the courage of the group of people who dared to attack Sanzhai, "The 800 samurai stationed in this village are not vegetarians. ”

"Is it a bandit? Or someone from another stockade? ”

"You'll know when you get there."

......

This is the second half of the night, it is the time when people are most sleepy, Lao Jin was already drowsy, but he was awakened by the movement on the other side of the walled gate, "What's wrong over there?!" ”

Lao Jin's voice immediately woke up the thin guard beside him, he raised his head, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and asked, "Old Jin, what's wrong?" ”

"I'm afraid it's an enemy attack." The burly guard stood up and looked in the direction of the gate, "I think I heard the sound of a gong just now. ”

"Enemy attack?!" The skinny guard was a spirit, and he didn't feel sleepy.

On their left and right, the two sentry posts five feet apart from them were also confused, and they all stood in place

, looking at the walled gate.

"We ...... Do you want to help? Someone asked tentatively.

"Then if someone sneaks up on you......" Before the speaker could finish speaking, a knife suddenly pierced his chest, and he slowly lowered his head, trying to reach out and grab the blade of the knife, but the owner of the knife pulled the knife out first, so he immediately collapsed to the ground and never moved again.

"Enemy attack!" The warrior beside him yelled and grabbed his spear, but before he could make a move, another knife suddenly appeared out of thin air, slashed his arm, and as he wailed, it simply took out the knife and wiped his neck.

"Yikes!" The burly warrior was the quickest to react, he drew his knife without thinking, and blocked the sword before the warrior who climbed the wall cut off Lao Jin's head, and he grabbed Lao Jin behind him and yelled, "Go get your weapons!" ”

Lao Jin stumbled forward, grabbed his own knife, he was not outstanding in force, he was just an honest hunter before, his knife had been held for so long, and he had never seen blood.

The thin warrior grabbed his spear and immediately turned around and stabbed at the dead man who was confronting the burly samurai, who saw that the situation was not good, swung away the burly samurai's knife with great force, and then grabbed the wall sideways, dodging the fatal blow of the thin samurai.

"You ...... It's from the former battalion?! Lao Jin suddenly said hoarsely, he drew his knife, and went forward like crazy, slashing indiscriminately, while chopping, he yelled, "What's wrong with the front camp?" What about the people there?! What happened to my mother-in-law and children, you dog-day bandits? ”

The surrounding battles were all over in an instant, and the combat power of those warriors and these dead warriors was not at the same level at all, if it weren't for the burly warrior's quick reaction, I'm afraid that now Lao Jin and the three of them would also be corpses on the ground.

The dead man blocked Lao Jin's seven or eight knives in a row, and Lao Jin was obviously full of flaws, but he never fought back.

Finally, he suddenly exerted his strength, picked Lao Jin's knife away, and then pointed at Lao Jin with the tip of the knife, and said, "We are from Fenglei Village, and the people in the front camp are still alive and well." ”

"You ...... Is it from Fenglei Village? Lao Jin was stunned for a moment.

"Yes," said the dead man coldly, "listen to you, you should be from the front camp, why are you here?" ”

"Well, that's a long story," Lao Jin suddenly knelt down, and he stared straight at the dead man, and said with a crying voice, "My lord, I want to go back to the front camp, I want to go and see my daughter-in-law and children." ”

The dead man did not answer, he looked up at the burly samurai and the thin samurai who were caught by the sword, and asked, "What about you?" Also from the front battalion? ”

The burly warrior nodded and did not speak, while the thin warrior agreed repeatedly, "Yes, yes, all three of us!" ”

"How many people like you are in the stockade?"

"It's only a dozen." The thin warrior replied, but he immediately said, "But most of the people in the two stockades of the back camp and the upper camp want to go over to the wind and thunder village!" ”

"The people of Yunshen Village are very cold-blooded!" He said again.

The dead man pondered for a moment, and then said, "Then go and tell those in the village who want to go back to Fenglei Village, that the lord of Shufeng Lei Village has come to take back his territory, and if they want to go back to Fenglei Village, stay at home and go out after dawn, otherwise the sword will have no eyes, and it will not be good to hurt people." ”

"I'll let my men go with you, and you don't want to make any small moves."

The thin warrior nodded like garlic, and the leading dead man assigned two men to follow Lao Jin and them, and then led the rest of the men to jump off the wall and disappear into the firelight and darkness.