The night of the prairie was eeriely silent, and there was no sound around except the wind. Occasionally, there are some fox wolf calls, but they are just short-lived. Often when I hear a howl and prick up my ears to hear it again, it is already gone.

A few bonfires stand out in the dark grassland, as if they can be seen from the horizon. After four days of marching on the steppe, everyone felt tired. As long as you enter the Great Wall, you must find a comfortable inn to stay in for a day. The slender Wei girls also want to find one to comfort their souls that have been traumatized by Dugu.

The day's march did not seem to drain the physical strength of the killers, and the work of these caravans was all retired soldiers from the army. Basically, the family lived in poverty, so they chose the caravan, a place with high wages and benefits. The men who didn't frown with knives and axes reluctantly chose to give in in to money.

Five hundred men, full of food and drink. Just stared at the starry sky, and the starry sky seemed to be even brighter on a moonless night. The eldest soldier wiped his gray beard and began to hum softly: "I will get out of my car, and I will be the herd." Since the Son of Heaven, it is said that I have come. Summoning his servant is called a load. The king's affairs are difficult, and the maintenance is thorny. I got out of my car and was in the suburbs. Set this and build the other. Pi Mingsi, Hu Bu Ming. The worries are quiet, and the servant is in a bad condition. The king ordered Nanzhong to go to the city in the square. Out of the car Peng Peng, the flag is Yangyang. The Son of Heaven ordered me to be the other side of the city. He Nanzhong, Xuan Yu Xiang. In the past, I went back, and I was in the past. Now I think about it, rain and snow. The king's affairs are difficult, let alone start living. Don't you want to return home, afraid of this simple book. Grass insects, insects. I didn't see a gentleman, and I was worried. When I see a gentleman, my heart falls. Hehe Nanzhong, Bovar Xijon. Spring is late, and the trees are blooming. Cang Geng, picking Su Qiqi. The execution was ugly, and Bo Yan returned. He Nanzhong, Xuanqi Yuyi. ”

The old guy who has been in the army all his life, and his shot is naturally something similar to a military song. Since ancient times, military songs have had another function, that is, to boost morale. The princes of the Central Plains have been fighting for hundreds of years, from the Spring and Autumn Period to the Warring States. In addition to the countless descendants who have long been because of the classic ingenuity, there is only bloody killing on the battlefield.

When the recruits hear such seductive poems, they will fencing and singing. The heroes sang loudly, but the veterans would not. They all just chanted in small voices, as if the monk was reciting scriptures. If Yun Yue was here, he would have thought that he had heard Sanskrit sounds thousands of years in advance.

It's no longer the age of blood, the lucky ones who crawl out of the pile of dead. Now I just want to make the family business bigger, and don't let my children and grandchildren suffer such hardships and sins again. In this life, only one soul comes into this world, suffers, and then dies. However, because of his efforts, the suffering he has suffered in this life will not have to be suffered by future generations. If you work for a few more years, you will be happy at home when you are old and can't walk! This is the eternal hope of every old killer. It's just that some people waited, and some people couldn't.

The glow of the campfire dimmed, and snoring replaced humming songs. The Night's Watch was armed with a longbow blade, and eagle-like eyes roamed around. In fact, they can't see anything, and the bonfire is the brightest presence in the silent night. The whole world is hidden in darkness.

"Crunch" "Crunch" The sound of stepping on snow sounded in his ears, and the night watchman turned around alertly. A shiny dagger had stabbed him in the throat, and before he could say the word, it was stuck in his throat.

In the darkness, countless devouring elves seemed to pour out at once, and they were prostrate to kill talents close to the night. Then he jumped up like a civet, and waited until the killers were alert to the dagger that had slashed through their necks.

Hunters who have lived in the old forest for generations can't escape even wild beasts when they do sneak attacks, let alone humans whose wild nature has long since degenerated.

The old dog opened his eyes violently, and just now he heard a faint scream. The wings of his nose twitched violently twice, and the smell of blood was bloody. It definitely smells of blood, it's all too familiar. debuted at the age of eight and killed at the age of ten, and the most familiar taste in this world is the smell of blood. Even in this empty grassland, he still can't be mistaken.

A dark shadow appeared in front of him, and the old dog's shout was like a thunderbolt exploding in the clear sky. In a flash of cold light, a dagger flew past the old dog's head. The old dog's sword was swept out with lightning and slashed the man in half.

A terrible howl rang out, and the man who had been cut down did not die for a moment. Half of his body kept rolling on the ground, and the screams became more and more terrible.

They are all perennial killers who lick blood from the knife edge, and their first reaction when they hear the screams is to draw their blades. Before the screams were over, several more screams rang out. Obviously, another guy who got in was brutally murdered.

"Get down on your stomach, and the crossbowmen shoot at everyone who moves." After speaking, the old dog took the lead and fell to the ground. In the face of this kind of sneak attack, the most feared thing in the dark is that your own people will fight. Sometimes, more people are killed by cannibalism than by the enemy. More than 500 people, you expect to know each other?

The killing talents of the escort caravan are all rolled out of the pile of dead people, where do you not know this truth. Hearing the roar of the old dog, everyone lay down. They pulled out their wound crossbows and shot at the guys who were still running around.

There is no tea time before and after, and no one can still walk. The old dog had just breathed a sigh of relief, and Heng Ran felt the earth suddenly tremble. Then came the sound of rolling thunder from afar.

"Enemy attack, there are cavalry. the guys, get behind the wagon. The old dog, despite the snow on his face, hid behind the carriage in fear. No matter how fierce the impact of the cavalry was, it could not knock over the wagons full of goods.

By the time of camping, the carriage had formed a circle. As soon as everyone hid, a rain of arrows fell in the darkness.

Several of the slower-moving old pawns fell to the ground screaming loudly, but most survived by hiding behind the wagon. The sound of arrows hitting the carriage was endless.

I don't know how many cavalry rushed in the darkness, but I heard the howls of wolves all around. A tall black figure emerged from the night, and the old dog didn't want to swing his saber and slash horizontally. A horse's hoof fell into the snow, and the knight slammed into the snow with a neighing sound.

One of the nearby soldiers shook his spear and stabbed the knight in the chest. At the same time, around the old dog, cursing and screaming, and the sound of blades clashing became one. (To be continued.) )