Suddenly, a dangerous feeling hit Wu Yong's heart, and he stepped in front of everyone and shouted backwards!

The other three barely made evasive movements, and the Qi people who were gathered in a pile suddenly burst out with dazzling light, like the rising sun, golden light.

Wu Yong's dissolving short knife in front of his chest was directly cut off, and his stomach was almost cut horizontally, he stubbornly withstood the damage of this knife, but he had already paid the price of half his life.

The attackers were surprised to find that the knife they had been accumulating for a long time had only injured one person, and that they were not killed immediately. But almost at the same time, he slashed a second slash, the same radiant and unstoppable.

Wu Yong didn't know where he got the strength from, his left foot touched the ground hard, his right hand protected the belly that had been cut, and he barely slid half a small step to the right.

The sneak attacker didn't expect Wu Yong to be able to dodge in this situation at all, and the knife just now concentrated all the power together, ready to smash it with one sword, so as to shock everyone present. But this rickety Jin soldier let him return without two swords in an incomprehensible situation, which he couldn't accept.

The Qi people behind them took off their disguises one after another, revealing their true faces, this group of Qi people was a trap, luring the Jin soldiers to ambush, and then taking the opportunity to fight back.

Zhao Yan didn't expect it to be like this, his anger couldn't be suppressed, but the most angry person turned out to be not him, but Meng Yan, he didn't expect that he was just a bait, no one told him in advance that this group of Qi people was pretended by Qin soldiers, and he himself laughed at the Qi people as the object of protection, and took care of them carefully along the way, and even the general's original intention might be to let them use their lives to consume the combat effectiveness of the Jin soldiers, and then let these disguised Qi people clean up the battlefield.

Meng Yan felt that he had been greatly insulted, and he would rather die at the hands of the Jin soldiers who fought with him at this time than become the laughing stock of everyone's mouth.

Both of them had no intention of fighting, and Zhao Yan took advantage of Meng Yan's distraction to step back and beckon everyone to retreat. He grabbed Wu Yong, who was already crumbling, grabbed the long rope, and quickly rose to the top of the mountain.

The two Jin soldiers who attacked head-on were covered with scars, desperately guarding the rope hanging down from the top of the mountain, even if they were dead, they would not back down half a step, let the Qin soldiers' knives slash on their backs, and also buy a little time for their companions to go up the mountain.

And the three Jin soldiers who attacked from the flank had no chance to get out, and the master who pretended to be a Qi person completely dragged them down, and there was no chance to get close to the long rope at all. The long knives of the Fake Qi people flew up and down among the Jin soldiers with a dazzling light, cutting off their limbs, and soon the three Jin soldiers were lying on the ground, surrounded by their broken arms and legs.

The other Qin soldiers grabbed the long rope and climbed upward, only halfway through the climb, someone on the top of the mountain cut the long rope, and several Qin soldiers fell from the air and suffered a small injury.

The fake Qi people put away the long knife, and indifferently looked at a few Jin soldiers on the ground who had no hands or feet but didn't say a word, behind him, Meng Yan cast a resentful gaze, the fake Qi people obviously felt Meng Yan's anger, his answer was a long knife, Meng Yan watched in disbelief as the fake Qi people's long knife cut deep knife marks on the stone in front of him.

The fake Qi person wiped the make-up on his face, revealing his true face, and sure enough, it was him, this madman.

Meng Yan looked at the person in front of him almost in despair, if it was someone else, Meng Yan could kill him for the sake of honor, but in the face of this madman, he really had no way at all. Everyone in the upper echelons of the Qin State knows that there are two people in the Meng family who can't be provoked, and if they provoke Meng Tian, they don't know when they will die inexplicably, and if they provoke Meng Yi, they will immediately know how they died.

At the supply point, Wu Yong's severed stomach was roughly sewn up, and there were signs of healing in just one day, Zhao Yan wondered if this newcomer was human, he was so seriously injured but he never fell into a coma, always kept a clear head, and looked at the sky with bright eyes.

Wen Ying, who stayed on the mountain to answer the problem, was the only one of the three who was not injured, and he stayed by Wu Yong's side, waiting for the next order from the captain Zhao Yan, staying in the Qin army's sphere of influence at this time, and staying for one more day would be more dangerous.

Zhao Yan still hadn't recovered from the blow of the failed mission, and all his pride and conceit were shattered along with the five fresh lives. But he was unwilling to accept such a defeat, and after a day of silence, he finally spoke his first sentence: "The real Qi people will definitely start from another way, and they will only set off after they are sure that the Jin people's sniper operation has failed." We're going to go there and kill them. ”

Wen Ying said anxiously: "But there are only three of us, and Wu Yong can't act yet." How could it be possible to kill the Qi people guarded by the Qin soldiers. ”

Zhao Yan looked at Wu Yong coldly and said, "He will be able to resume operations one day, and then he will stay at the new supply point to meet us." You act with me. ”

Wen Ying felt that this operation had little chance of success, but his absolute obedience to the captain made him not say a word more, and quietly prepared food and water. Although Wu Yong still needs another day to recover, they must take action before the Qi people approach Guchi, so Wu Yong needs to rush with his injuries.

Wu Yong also didn't speak in the past few days, more often he just looked at the sky, his eyes were bright, but he couldn't reflect anything. He felt that his body was quietly changing, almost every moment he could feel the wound frantically grabbing nutrients from other parts of his body, and he could even hear the gurgling of blood vessels, desperately trying to deliver healing energy to the wound. But everything is not under Wu Yong's own control, the rest of the body is cold and stiff due to the lack of blood flow, it seems that in addition to maintaining basic breathing, all the energy has been requisitioned to heal the wounds, and it is extremely difficult for Wu Yong to move his body.

After quickly sorting out their belongings, the three of them helped each other and rushed to the sniper point. Wen Ying said softly: "Wu Yong, why is your body so cold." Wu Yong smiled bitterly, wanting to say something, but found that it was extremely difficult to say something.

At the new supply point, Zhao Yan looked at Wu Yong, who was unable to move, and said: "You wait here for the two of us for three days, if we don't come back after three days, you can find a way to return to the barracks by yourself, and you don't have to wait any longer." ”

After speaking, Zhao Yan and Wen Ying turned their heads and left, and Wu Yong watched them leave silently, their backs swaying in the wind like two involuntary leaves.