The evening breeze on the riverside blew, and a group of Qiang people gathered around the bonfire, eating roast mutton and drinking mare's milk wine, so uncomfortable. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The smell of wine and meat wafted through the air, and the smell made people swallow directly. Zhang Mufeng and his brothers had been lying in a water meadow for three or four hours, not moving.

In the grasslands of early summer, mosquitoes have begun to wreak havoc, and these dozens of wolf riders lie in place like stones, allowing mosquitoes to bite, and none of them say a word.

In addition to the annoying mosquitoes, hunger also torments them. From night to now, they have not eaten a single thing, lured by the smell of wine and meat of the Qiang people, the hunger in their stomachs continues to pour into their minds, making them suffer greatly.

Zhang Mufeng held the short knife in his right hand and prostrate on the ground, his forehead was already covered with beads of sweat. At this time, a subordinate came to his side gently, and Zhang Mufeng asked, "How is the situation?" ”

"All of them were almost drunk, except for a few vigils, everyone else was drunk and unconscious." The man replied in a low voice.

Zhang Mufeng nodded, he looked up at the sky, and estimated that it was almost time, so he ordered: "Find a few agile brothers, touch them, and kill the sentry man!" ”

"Yes!"

A moment later, several black shadows quickly sprang out of the water meadow, and they carefully dispersed with short knives in their mouths, and quietly touched a few Qiang people who were guarding on the high slope.

A young man of the Qiang tribe sat on a high slope, looking around from time to time, and the long night made him feel bored about sentry. He casually chopped the grass around him with his saber and tried to kill the time.

Suddenly, he vaguely heard something unusual, so he quickly got up, held the saber, and looked around carefully, trying to see if he had heard it wrong.

As he walked forward, he held the saber tightly and bravely, walked back and forth a few times, and found nothing, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, so he stuck the knife at his feet, unbuckled the belt of his trousers, and prepared to make it easier.

Suddenly, he heard a sound of "Xi Xi Suosuo" behind him, he quickly lifted his pants, turned his head sharply, only to see a flash of silver light, he vaguely saw a figure, before he could open his mouth to shout, he found that he could not shout, and then his eyes were dark, and he fell to the ground.

At the same time, several sentry posts hundreds of steps away were also quietly killed by Zhang Mufeng's men. After eliminating the sentry man, Zhang Mufeng led his men to climb the hillside while it was dark, and then carefully observed the camp of the Qiang people not far away.

"Looking at the number of their tents and bonfires, it can basically be judged that these Qiang people are at most about 200 people!" Zhang Mufeng muttered a few words in his heart, then looked back at his brothers, made a few simple gestures, and his subordinates nodded one after another, and then divided into three groups, about a dozen or so people, slid down the hillside, and then quietly entered the camp of the Qiang people.

About half an hour later, everyone gathered in the center of the camp, waiting for Zhang Mufeng's orders.

"How? Haven't slipped through the net? Zhang Mufeng asked.

"Don't worry, my lord, this group of puppies has all been dried and blooded by the brothers, and there is not a single one left!"

Zhang Mufeng nodded, then looked at the moon in the sky again, and said, "I have finally completed the instructions of the young general, and the time is almost up!" Let's retreat to the river first, and wait for the major general and brothers! ”

"It's not appropriate to be humble!" Suddenly, someone objected.

"Why?" Zhang Mufeng was a little puzzled.

"I guess that there must be other Qiang people in this vicinity, and if we leave and leave an empty camp, we will inevitably be discovered!"

"What do you think?"

He thought it better to send two brothers to the river to meet them, and the rest of the men would change into the clothes of the Qiang and continue to stay here, just outside the tent. If someone passes by during the period, it seems that there is activity from a distance, so you will not be suspicious! ”

"A word wakes up the dreamer!" Zhang Mufeng nodded again and again and praised: "What you said is reasonable!" That's it! Command! Let the brothers change into Qiang clothes and dispose of the few dead bodies on the hillside outside! For the sake of caution, if we find a lone Qiang trying to get closer, we will kill them, and we must not let them discover our whereabouts! ”

"Yes!"

For several days in a row, Sandor spent his time in anxiety, and the news sent by the detective horse in front of him never saw Sandor himself, but the description of this group of people became clearer and clearer. Sang Duo began to slowly believe that Mudu was imprisoned in one of the carriages, and this group of men and horses was sent by Shi Hu of Zhao in order to send Mudu back, and then make the Qiang surrender to Zhao.

Sandor felt closer and closer to the position of leader, almost within reach. So he instructed his subordinates: "Gather more men, go to Old Crow Mountain, and be sure to kill all these people!" ”

When Sandor gave this order, his eyes lit up with a fierce look, and that look made his subordinates feel a trace of fear, and what they saw was almost a kind of greed and ferocity that bordered on madness.

Zhang Mufeng's men and horses pretended to be Qiang people and stayed by the river for a day and a night, except for two people who passed by by accidentally, no Qiang people came.

However, the two passers-by did not seem to have any interest in this makeshift camp, and without even looking at it, they drove away with their flock, and thus did not invite death.

In the early morning of the fourth day, a figure rushed down the hillside and went straight to the camp, Zhang Mufeng, who was lying around the bonfire, quickly heard the movement, quickly turned over and jumped up, and looked at it, it turned out to be his own person, so he let go of the saber on his waist and walked over.

"Lord Shi, the major general and the brothers have arrived!"

When Zhang Mufeng heard this, he was overjoyed in his heart, and couldn't help but say: "Looking forward to the stars and the moon, I finally hope for the young general!" Where are the Major General and the brethren now! ”

"It's upstream, about seven or eight miles from here!"

Zhang Mufeng nodded and said, "It's almost dawn, call three or four brothers to ride with me!" Others continue to stay here, just in case! ”

"Yes!"

The so-called bridge in Mudu's mouth is a wooden bridge four or five feet wide, which can only accommodate one horse, which is somewhat unexpected by Shi Min.

"Damn, why didn't you say this bridge was so wide!" Shi Min secretly scolded Mu Du.

Mu Du was about to speak, Shi Min waved his hand and said, "Okay, okay, I don't understand what you say!" Hurry up and get to the other side of the river! ”

At this moment, Liu Yuanzhi ran over and asked, "Master Min, how is it?" When to cross the river? ”

"Time is pressing, and the sky is still dawning! Moreover, the bridge is too narrow, and for safety reasons, people must lead the horses one by one! Fast! Hurry! Shi Min urged.

So before dawn, by the hazy moonlight, Shi Min and his men crossed the wooden bridge one by one and crossed to the other side of the river.

When Zhang Mufeng arrived with his people, there were already more than a dozen people who had successfully reached the opposite bank, but because he was worried that there were Qiang people nearby, Zhang Mufeng did not dare to shout hello to Shi Min on the other side of the river.

Liu Yuanzhi was the last to cross the river, not only was he naturally afraid of water or timid and nervous, walking on this narrow wooden bridge, Liu Yuanzhi's legs were a little trembling, and his steps became smaller and smaller, and when he was halfway through, he couldn't take a step at all.

Shi Min, who was walking last, saw Liu Yuanzhi in front of him suddenly stopped, lowered his voice and urged: "Lord Liu! What's going on! Let's go! ”

At this time, Liu Yuanzhi almost knelt on the bridge, not daring to look at the situation under the bridge, closed his eyes and clutched the wood on the edge, and replied with difficulty: "Let Gongzi see and smile...... I...... I'm a little scared of heights...... Now that my legs are weak, let me slow down a little......"

"Time is of the essence! It's not too late to wait until you get to the shore! Shi Min urged.

Liu Yuanzhi knew what was going on right now, and although he really couldn't move his legs, he still tried to grit his teeth and try to stand up.

But I don't know if the bridge deck was too slippery or Liu Yuanzhi was too nervous, he suddenly slipped under his feet, waved his arm a few times, and then fell.

"Lord Liu!" Shi Min shouted in a low voice, wanting to save him, but Liu Yuanzhi's mount stopped in front of Shi Min, and Shi Min couldn't reach him at all.

Liu Yuanzhi seemed to be lucky, his hand tightly grasped the reins of the horse, but fortunately he did not fall.