Osaki Mountain, the sun is setting in the west, the dense mountain forest is dim, more than ten figures slowly advance in the forest, towards a village in the distance in the clearing, the stockade flagpole fluttering a flag, on it is a big 'Zhou' word.

In the middle of the journey, suddenly one person stopped and raised his hand and clenched his fist, and the others also stopped when they saw this, and a large bird in the forest not far away fluttered and flew up, and several strange cries rushed up the woods.

The forest was calm, but the men remained unmoved, a black snake with a triangular head coiled in a tree behind a man, irritated by the uninvited guests who had invaded the territory, and after a moment slowly swam closer to its prey.

Getting closer and closer, seeing that the other party was suddenly ignorant, the black snake's body shrank slightly and was about to run up, but at this moment, the man suddenly turned around, pinched the head of the black snake, and ripped it off before the black snake could be entangled.

The faint smell of blood spread, carried away by the mountain breeze blowing in front of it, and this gust of wind also brought the smell of food, and it seemed that dinner was being eaten in the village ahead.

The men remained unmoved, until the afterglow of the setting sun disappeared over the hill and the forest was submerged in darkness, and they made a few gestures for the first one, and the people behind them slowly touched the wings from side to side, while the rest of the people were busy lightly.

They are all veterans of hunting, and they can lurk day and night in order to track their prey, but now they are just replacing the objects of hunting with officials and soldiers, and the operation in the dark is nothing at all.

Shooting Tiger took a big crossbow from his back, although it was dark in the forest at dusk, but a pair of eyes that had long been accustomed to the darkness could still see the big crossbow very clearly, he sat down carefully, stepped on the 'flat pole' with both feet, and pulled the crossbow string with both hands to wind it with waist and leg strength.

The mountain people call the crossbow arm as a flat arm, which is to cut the cedar tree into a flat arm, and then use hemp rope to fix and tie the two ends of the bent 'flat arm', and then fix a thick wooden board in the middle of the 'flat arm' as the crossbow body, the crossbow body and the crossbow arm are perpendicular to the arrow groove on it, and the mountain people are used to calling the crossbow body 'gourd'.

The lower back of the gourd is equipped with a piece of oblique wooden handle, called 'dog leg', which is a handle for the crossbow hand to facilitate the crossbowman's hand to hold for easy firing, and a trigger is installed under the front of the dog leg, that is, a crossbow arrow firing device.

The crossbow has a lot of power, but the winding must be done in one breath, and the thin shooter doesn't seem to have much strength, but he just pulls the crossbow string up by himself, and with a little breath, he carefully pulls out a crossbow arrow from the arrow magazine.

The shaft of the crossbow is made of bamboo, the arrow is made of precious iron arrows, and the more precious is the poison applied to it, which is the poison boiled by the ancestral secret recipe of the shooting tiger, and the prey dies at the sight of blood.

Shooting the tiger ready the big crossbow, sitting on the ground with his back against the big tree, holding the 'gourd' in his left hand, holding the 'dog's leg' in his right hand, and the knee of both legs supporting his left elbow, he just sat quietly, blending in with the tree.

'It's not a big deal, no matter how powerful it is, can it be as powerful as a tiger?' The tiger thought so, and gently buckled the helmet with his right hand.

The helmet was taken from the head of a Zhou general, and the unlucky ghost was killed on the spot by him with an arrow through the heart, and the iron helmet was of good workmanship, and it was very imposing to wear, which made his companions envious.

The moment the Shooting Tiger felt that the owner of the village gave him this helmet, he was as excited as he was to get the name of 'Shooting Tiger'.

Shooting Tiger surnamed Tian, of course, like everyone else, has no official name, his grandfather shot the tiger, so he is called 'Shooting Tiger', his father shot the tiger, so it is also called Shooting Tiger, and he later also shot the tiger, of course named Shooting Tiger.

There are not no people who have hunted tigers in the mountains, but there are not many people who can shoot tigers alone, his grandfather is one, his father is one, and he is naturally one of them, and only in this way is he worthy of the name of shooting tigers.

There are many wild beasts in the mountains, wild boars, leopards and tigers are particularly harmful, herds of wild boars can finish the crops planted in the village overnight, leopards often attack people and animals, and tigers will plague the whole village as soon as they appear, in order to deal with these fierce beasts, crossbows are necessary.

It is no problem to shoot ordinary wild animals with the usual crossbow, but it is difficult to deal with wild boars with rough skin and thick flesh, so you have to use a large crossbow, which has a range of hundreds of steps, and the distance of about eighty steps is very accurate, and the lethality is also very strong.

But for wild boars, even if the crossbow arrow penetrates the skin and enters the flesh, it is not so easy to die, and it is even more powerful when it sees the blood, so it is necessary to use the medicine arrow.

The medicine arrow saw the blood and sealed the throat, even if it was a wild boar with rough skin and thick meat, it would not live long if the skin was cut, and the shooting tiger had shot many wild boars with his own hands, even if he hit the pig's leg, he did not escape.

There are very few people who can make poison, but there are many people who hunt with medicine arrows, but most of those who have the guts to hunt tigers alone are dead, because medicine arrows alone are useless, provided that they are shot.

As soon as the tiger roared in front of him, ordinary people were so frightened that their legs trembled and collapsed to the ground, and those who could turn around and run were considered guts, and at this time, a qualified hunter could hold a bow and crossbow, but it was difficult to aim and shoot, and not many people could face the roaring tiger alone without panicking.

There may be a second chance to release arrows with a bow and arrow, but with a crossbow you can only pass once, and the tiger is not a wild boar that can only rush in a straight line, and will jump left and right in a zigzag pattern between runs, so it is not enough to hunt alone with courage, but to be calm, calm and calm and the archery skills can not be bad.

Shooting a tiger can do this, so when he shot a tiger alone, everyone in the village is admired, this time the foolish people under the mountain disturbed the mountain god, the owner of the village led people to punish them, and as a result, a large number of Zhou troops entered the mountain to retaliate, the other party was menacing but was shot by the tiger and his companions like hunting.

In his opinion, there is no difference between hunting tigers and hunting Zhou Jun, both of them look majestic with teeth and claws, but as long as they find a suitable place to set up an ambush, and patiently wait for the other party to come to the door to die, the last batch of Zhou Jun who entered the mountain is so finished, and this time will not be an exception.

One of them slowly leaned over to him and whispered in his ear, "Shoot the tiger, pay attention to it later, and aim at those who seem to be the leader." ”

Shooting Tiger nodded silently, this time Zhou Junjun entered the mountain was expected by everyone, but after the other party went up the mountain, they began to set up a village in several important places, and they set up a village every other distance, and pushed forward unhurriedly.

Every time there are many people who go out, the original plan to ambush is a little troublesome, seeing that the other party is approaching Heiyun Village, the owner of the village is ready to take everyone to transfer, but the other party still has no intention of pursuing.

If they can't go on like this, they have to find a way to provoke the 'tiger' to lose their sense of proportion, chase it all the way along the designed route, and finally get killed by an arrow, which is what they are doing now.

Now that night falls, it is a good time to attack the camp, it is impossible to climb over the wall to enter, those sentries on the sentry tower are the best targets, of course, if the other party is smart, they will also set up secret posts outside the camp, and these secret posts are also their targets.

But now there is no secret sentry, just now they touched all the way, carefully observed, with many years of hunting experience, did not find that there is a secret post outside the camp, so killing a few sentries is the next thing to do.

If the other party rushes out to chase after him, he will be looking for death, and if he rises on the wall, they are just waiting in the dark woods, and everyone has a good eyesight at night, and they shoot each other to death one by one.

If the other party doesn't dare to come forward, it would be better, they will set it on fire, anyway, to make it uneasy.

The breeze blew, and the smell of the upwind stockade was transmitted to the nose of the shooting tiger, from which he smelled a slight smell of fireworks and sweat, and the fire was faintly lit in the stockade, and it was the Zhou army who was not used to staying in the mountains and forests at night to make a fire.

Calculating the time, it was also time for the outflanked companions to prepare to make a move, Shooting Tiger took a deep breath and quietly looked at the direction of the camp, just when he habitually looked around, he suddenly felt palpitations.

That feeling is very familiar, it is the feeling of the moment when the tiger appeared when he used himself as bait to lure the tiger out to hunt, and the tiger believed in his own feelings, and his heart was not good to roll on the spot.

The sound of the bowstring sounded, and the shooting tiger only felt a pain in his chest, and then a huge force knocked him back, directly against the trunk of the tree behind him and couldn't move, looking down, a piece of arrow feathers was exposed outside the bloody chest, looking at the length he knew that it was a crossbow arrow.

"Ahh Screams rang out all around, and the tiger could vaguely see a figure shaking, running, and finally falling in the darkness, and at this moment he knew that he and his companions were in ambush, and it was the secret sentinel of the Zhou army that attacked.

'How can there be a dark whistle!' I can even sense if a tiger is ambushed nearby.'

The pain was sharp, and there was a burning sensation, and the tiger knew that he had been nailed to the tree by a crossbow arrow through his chest, but the pain was a little strange, he had been wounded by an arrow, and he knew that this feeling was not normal.

The big crossbow in his hand has landed, and the crossbow arrow that has not been fired rolled to the side, his consciousness is rapidly blurring, and the tiger shoots that he knows that he is a medicine arrow, and there is no possibility of survival, and the other party's latent ability is stronger than him, and he finally knows that the most terrifying thing in the mountains is not the tiger, but the hunter who can shoot the tiger.

"It turns out that this is what it feels like to be shot by a crossbow......

In the camp, Yang Ji looked at the fifteen corpses lying on the ground, the faces of these corpses were reflected by the fire light jumping on the torches around them, they were mostly wearing animal skins mixed with coarse cloth clothes, all wearing straw sandals, dark skin and fluffy hair, and some of them had tattoos on their faces.

"Yang Sima, fifteen, no leaks." The person next to him spoke stiff official language, and his clothes were somewhat similar to those lying on the ground, and some of the people standing next to Yang Ji were dressed like this.

"The head of the field has worked hard, and it has also worked hard to do the secret whistle outside." Yang Ji nodded and said, "If our soldiers set up a secret sentry, I am afraid that they would have been discovered by the other party a long time ago." ”

Several generals around him also nodded, the mountains are full of trees, and there are often strange noises in the dark at night, not that they are timid but really not suitable for this kind of place, there is a movement that has to shake up mental vigilance, just stay up for one night, and it will really make people abnormal for a few nights in a row.

"According to the original plan, after the grain and grass are transported here, we will continue to set up a village forward, and force Tianyunshan backwards step by step." Yang Ji looked at a scribbled map and said, "Only by gaining a firm foothold can we fight a good battle, and if the other party dares to attack and disturb, let them go and have no return!" ”

"Sima, if this is the case, it is safe, but the further you go, the denser the mountains and forests become, the other party always occupies the geographical advantage." Some generals said worriedly that if the mountain barbarians always dodge and do not meet the battle, the officers and troops seem to have no good way.

Although the stockade is guarding the main road, the other side cannot use troops on a large scale, but small-scale infiltration is impossible to prevent, if the officers and soldiers are killed or injured more than ten people a day, it is not a small number after a long time.

"Tian Yunshan is the master if he has a favorable location, and the officers and soldiers are guests when they enter the mountain, and only the anti-guest is the way to win, and the battle must be fought in a place where our army thinks it is appropriate, so as not to be led by the nose of the other party." Yang Ji said that this strategy was set before the troops were dispatched, so it must be resolutely implemented.

"If they dare to send a small force to attack and harass, then we will eat it in one bite, not to mention that the official army is not only our way into the mountain, they are too busy." After Yang Ji finished speaking, he asked the man where the man who had just done a secret whistle and successfully ambushed him was.

"That's them." The leader turned and pointed to the dozen or so people behind him, "They are good hunters. ”

"The hunters sent by Tian Yunshan must also be good hunters, you can successfully ambush, you are even better hunters than them, according to the agreement, everyone will be rewarded." Yang Ji praised, and the general around him turned the content into local dialect and said it again.

Seeing that the other party was honestly touching the back of his head and smiling, Yang Ji became interested, and he saw that one of them was not a burly figure, but he was carrying a big crossbow, so he asked the leader if this big crossbow was used to shoot large beasts such as wild boars.

"Wild boars, leopards, tigers, and bad guys!" The leader still explained in stiff official language.

"Such a big crossbow, can't it have shot a tiger?"

"Yes, he shoots tigers, die, alone!"

"A man shoots a tiger with a crossbow!" Everyone was amazed, looking at the expression of the unattractive man in front of him, shooting a tiger with a crossbow, unless there are special circumstances, it is a matter of life and death with one arrow, no matter what he thought of the mountain people before, now he can only admire.

It is also thanks to the fact that some village owners on the mountain stand on the side of the government and send veterans to follow the officials and soldiers into the mountain, and act as guides and 'bodyguards', otherwise a sudden attack like tonight will more or less fold a few people.

"What's the name of this good man? In the future, the official will also report to the envoy. Yang Ji asked, he felt that it would be a pity that people with this kind of ability did not go to the army to make meritorious contributions.

The general who acted as the translator communicated with the other party for a while, and the leader also said something, and the general nodded and said to Yang Ji: "Sima, this good man has the same surname as the people in the village, but there is no serious name. ”

"There's got to be a nickname or something, right?" Yang Ji is not surprised, even if many people in the state and county have a very casual name in addition to their surnames, there are dustpans, hoes, shrimp and toads, but there will be a name anyway.

"Sima, the leader said that this good man can hunt and shoot tigers alone, and everyone calls him to shoot tigers." (To be continued.) )