Chapter 118: Kan Pingtian's Strategy

When Yang Zilu heard this, her smile became stronger, and the fatigue on her face was even less than three points. Although it was expected that Peng Jieru's situation in the future would be more severe than the first casualty, Yang Zilu still couldn't help but ask: "What next?" ”

"This time, I deliberately asked people to put 20 big logs in the embankment, and more than 10 big trees on the bank. Moreover, the topography this time is very ingenious, there is a corner about four miles in front of the embankment, and on both sides is a dense forest, and the servants of the servant department cannot see the situation in front of them without crossing the corner. And they didn't send anyone to the front to investigate. By the time they got around the corner, it was too late to discover my plan, and there was no way to crack it. And at this time, the raft in front wanted to retreat, and the raft in the back didn't know the situation and wanted to move forward, and the rafts in the servant department were crowded together. When I had the people break through the embankment, and the twenty big trees crashed down, and there was no way to dodge, I immediately had the rest of the big trees thrown into the small water and rushed down the rapids. Two impacts, this time not to mention 200 casualties! Although Kan Pingtian's face was expressionless, the joy in his voice could be understood by anyone.

"Too much, right?" Xia Hu roared and felt a little incredible, there were only thirty people in front, and the death and casualty rate had almost increased by seven times at once. If he hadn't known that Kan Pingtian was stereotypical, he would have wondered if Kan Pingtian had lied about his military exploits or was joking.

Yang Zilu saw the reason for the matter, and said: "I think this is mainly due to three reasons: a boat is crowded together, the front is crowded behind, the back is crowded, and the back is crowded, and the river is so big that it can't get out for a while." It's like being ambushed in a narrow canyon, where people only need to shoot arrows downward, and they can basically shoot people with their eyes closed. The second is that this time the distance is closer, and the water flow is naturally more urgent, which is like 30 steps of archery and 40 steps of archery, although the distance seems to be small, but the effect is different. Thirty steps can kill someone, and forty steps can only hurt someone. The third is that Lao Kan deliberately put more big trees, almost twice as many as before. But I'm afraid there won't be a third time. As long as the people in the servant sentence department are not pig heads, they will not continue to choose to take the water route! ”

When Kan Pingtian heard this, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes, and he nodded and said: "The master is wise, after the second ambush, the people of the servant department have experienced the second ambush, and now they refuse to take the waterway, and everyone would rather walk on foot than sit on a more comfortable raft!" The third embankment was useless! It would have been a waste to think about it now, and I knew that it would have been enough to build two embankments like this. ”

"But you should have arrived before us on foot, right? After all, the difference between a distance of one hundred and forty miles and a hundred miles is almost half, so are the soldiers of the servant department so unbearable? Ahead of us, shorter than us, not as fast as us? Xia Hu roared and touched the short whiskers on his chin that stood up like iron needles, and asked suspiciously.

"I'm afraid this also has a lot of credit to the black bear." Yang Zilu said with a smile.

"What does it have to do with me? I didn't go to the battlefield again! Where's the credit? The black bear, who had been standing on the side and had not spoken, scratched his head and said with a simple face.

"Because of the blowpipe!" Yang Zilu looked at Kan Pingtian's blowgun pipe made of green bamboo stuck in his waist and smiled. When there was a sudden tingling in his heart, Yang Zilu turned his head and looked back at the north, although his expression was smiling, there was a hint of bitterness. Yang Zilu remembered a heartbreaking scene with a hint of sweet memories.

A young girl in a pale cyan dress sat on a boulder on the edge of the Huansha Creek, with a slender green bamboo stuck in her waist, like a swordsman. However, it made the girl even more beautiful, and the breeze blew, and the thin long skirt outlined the seductive curves. The girl held a flute made of green bamboo to her mouth and played a tune lamely.

Another girl sang in her immature but sweet voice: "The most beautiful scene of my life is to meet you......"

(Taken from the myth of the stars and the moon sung by Jin Sha, a very nice song, friends who have not heard it can listen to it.) ）

Yang Zilu still clearly remembers that at that moment, Ah Dan's eyes were serious and full of love, because she knew that this was the song that the villain she loved 'wrote' for her.

"Adan ......"

A girl who was originally in the palace of King Yue seemed to have a sense to put down the bamboo in her hand and look to the south.

"Adan, is there anything wrong?" Fan Li was stunned, showed a smile, and asked gently.

"I think I hear someone calling me! Maybe I heard it wrong! Adan turned his head and smiled, a flash of remembrance and attachment flashing in the depths of his eyes.

"Probably you haven't slept lately! But Adan, the tune you played just now is very good, who taught you? Or did you create your own? What is your name? Fan Li nodded disapprerovingly, and then asked curiously.

"It's called mythology! It's a badass! When Zheng Dan heard this, his eyes bent up, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, like a blooming peony, the heavens and the earth were eclipsed at this moment, as if all the light was gathered on Zheng Dan alone.

Fan Li couldn't help but be stunned when he saw Zheng Dan's smile, and a little surprise appeared in his heart. For the first time in my heart, I was jealous of Yang Zilu. 'It's ...... that such a beautiful girl should fall in love with him Pity! ’

What made Fan Li a little depressed was that Zheng Dan's sweet voice revealed a deep pride, because he knew that this pride came from the man named Yang Zilu.

"Chief! Sheik! Xia Hu roared.

"Ahh When Yang Zilu heard this, she came back to her senses and said with a wry smile: "It doesn't mean anything, I was distracted just now!" ”

"The chief hasn't told me yes yet! Why does this matter have anything to do with black bears? Xia Hu roared and blamed Yang Zilu for his distraction, so he could only say straight to the point.

On the contrary, Kan Pingtian, who was on the side, looked at the green bamboo blowgun tube inserted in his waist, showed a thoughtful look, and pulled out the blowgun tube without inserting it into his waist. opened his mouth and said: "Actually, the reason is in the blowtorch!" ”

"Blowpipe?" Xia Hu said with a puzzled expression, obviously he had not faced up to the role of the blowgun in the jungle battle.

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