The next moment, a figure appeared on the top of the mountain again, and several arrows came in succession, knocking several Anxi scouts to the ground.

The scouts are all strong men selected from the Han army of the four towns, and they have suffered such losses several times, and when they saw the robes fall one by one, they were all angry and roared loudly, desperately beating their horses and rushing to the top of the mountain, and at the same time quickly replacing the crossbow arrows for the Yuan Rong crossbow. At this time, the figure on the top of the mountain disappeared again.

Dozens of scouts rushed to the top of the mountain at high speed from both sides of the sand mountain, and the ground was densely packed with pure steel arrows, and nothing else. That enemy with excellent archery skills actually disappeared suddenly!

Standing on the top of the sand hill and looking around, there is no figure in sight.

There was a boulder on the top of the mountain, more than a man tall, and it seemed that the archer had survived under the rain of Yuanrong's crossbow arrows by hiding behind the boulder. The athletes jumped off their horses and searched everywhere with their swords, but they didn't know where the enemy was hiding.

By this time, the battle in the valley had come to an end. The Arabians in the earthen house were killed and injured by the fire and thunder, and the small space magnified the lethality of the Anxi military mines, and Zhao Yang led the people into it without encountering effective resistance at all. Those with swords in their hands were all killed, the cowards who knelt on the ground and begged for mercy were temporarily spared, and among the dozens of people in the earthen house, less than ten gave up resistance and survived, and the rest were all killed by Zhao Yang and them.

But the elder Arabiya who had spoken to the Ansey Army first disappeared without a trace, and disappeared without a trace.

It is naturally impossible for such a large person to disappear for no reason. In the largest building, in the style of a typical mosque, Zhao Yang found a secret passage that led to the sand mountain behind him. It is evident that there are Arabians who have taken refuge in the secret passages and want to escape through them.

Throwing a few fire thunders into the secret passage, after a dull explosion, before the smoke cleared, Zhao Yang jumped into the secret passage with a few Anxi secret agents.

There are several Arabians armed with heavy swords at the entrance of the secret passage, all of whom have been directly killed by the fire and thunder, obviously these guys are used to guard the entrance of the secret passage, preparing to ambush the enemy who enters the secret passage. However, in the face of fire and thunder, this trick is useless at all.

Zhao Yang walked a short distance with a few secret agents, pushed open a hidden portal, and behind it turned out to be a stone ground, and a narrow corridor zigzagged to the top.

The sand mountain behind the valley is blown sand on the surface, but in fact the main body is the substance. It's just that the floating sand on it is too thick to be seen from the outside.

It is conceivable how much manpower and material resources it takes to open a passage for escape in this mountain. Zhao Yang probably understood why he was ambushed by the enemy's Condor Archer, apparently while he was talking to the older Arabian, the Condor Archer had reached the top of the mountain through this secret passage. This secret passage in the belly of the mountain must lead to the top of the mountain.

The secret passage in the belly of the mountain was extremely dark, and there were some stones on the walls on both sides that emitted a faint light, barely able to make people see the ground clearly, Zhao Yang took the secret agent away for a short time, and realized that his judgment was only half right.

When this secret passage reached the middle of the mountain, it was divided into two, one still leading to the top of the mountain, and the other leading diagonally to the other side.

Zhao Yang immediately made a decision, divided several of his subordinates into two groups, and led the two of them to continue walking towards the top of the mountain, and all the others searched along another passage.

This time, he thought that he would be able to capture the action, but he lost a few scouts, which made Zhao Yang extremely annoyed. However, he also understood that this showed that the strength of this enemy was stronger than expected, and the value to the general after being caught was greater.

At the top of the mountain, the athletes looked around, searching back and forth with their knives, but they couldn't find where the damn archer was. In front of the earthen house in the valley below, there was a robe shouting from afar, but I couldn't hear what they were shouting.

At that moment, the sand behind the boulder suddenly wriggled, revealing a swarthy hole. The athletes immediately hugged up, and the snowy Mo knife was about to stab down, and suddenly Anxi's official words sounded below: "Your own people, all disperse!" ”

Hearing this, the scouts hurriedly withdrew their Mo knives, and the next moment Zhao Yang climbed up with two scouts.

"What about the Condor Shooter?" Zhao Yang asked.

"I didn't see him when I came up, and I shot a few brothers on the way." One of the scout leaders said with an annoyed expression.

"How many are you missing?" Zhao Yang asked quickly.

"Four of me here."

"Seven on my side."

"Fifteen in all, he should be exhausted." Zhao Yang nodded with a calm face, "Come and follow me with a few skillful people, and the others will restrain their robes." With that, he jumped down the hole with two spies.

Since the Condor Archer was not dead, he apparently fled along the secret passage again. There was only one way to escape, and that was the fork in the road that ran across the mountain.

Long-distance archery is the most exhausting, shooting fifteen robes, plus the arrow that injured Li Chen before, a total of sixteen arrows, this is already the limit of an archer. An eagle archer who has spent all his strength will not run too fast, and should be able to catch up.

Among the scouts on the top of the mountain, more than a dozen people jumped out of the cave, followed by Zhao Yang and the three of them, walked down, followed the winding road to the belly of the mountain, and all touched towards the straight road.

After a short turn, several figures appeared in front of him. Zhao Yang shouted, it was the few secret agents who had touched it before. In front of them was a large thick stone gate that blocked the way to continue on.

"What's going on?" Zhao Yang asked.

"The door is too heavy to open, it should be locked inside." One of the agents replied.

Zhao Yang walked up and saw that the stone gate was extremely tight, only an extremely narrow gap, and he couldn't see what was behind it, so he stretched out his hand and pushed it, but it didn't move at all.

Zhao Yang snorted, there were still dozens of brothers standing on the top of the mountain, as long as the exit was not far from the sand mountain, those guys who escaped would be discovered as soon as they appeared. Although such a stone gate is heavy, it is impossible to block the Anxi agent.

Pushing the stone door hard again, determining the direction in which the stone door opened, Zhao Yang took out a bundle of black powder and stuck it to the stone door with something he didn't know.

This is not a fire thunder, but it is more powerful than a fire thunder, this thing is not suitable for throwing, it is because there is not a lot of equipment in the new army of Anxi, only the spies responsible for carrying out special tasks have it.

Lengthening the lead by three feet, Zhao Yang ordered everyone to push behind the turn, and then personally lit the lead with a fire sickle, looked at it and strode back.

Zhao Yang had just passed the turn, and there was a loud bang at the position of the stone gate, and a violent wave of air swept along the road, and the Anxi athletes hid behind the turn, so they were not affected.

"Up!" Zhao Yang roared in a low voice and rushed forward with the Anxi athletes. The stone gate at the end of the tunnel had turned into a pile of rubble, and behind the stone gate were a dozen Arabians with weapons in their hands, and the old man who had spoken to him before was also among them, all of them were spurting blood from their mouths and noses, and they were shocked to death.

These guys are obviously hiding behind the stone gate, preparing to ambush the Tang army after the stone gate is broken, at such a close distance, who can withstand the wave of gunpowder explosion, all of them are too dead to die.

Behind the stone gate is a small stone room, and there are many stones on the walls that emit a faint light, so you can see it more clearly. In the faint light, the stone chamber was littered with gold and silver coins, gold sand piled up in the corners, all kinds of gems shone in the shimmering light, and there was even a shelf full of large and small sparks.

At the other end of the chamber, there was another stone door, but it was hidden, and it was obvious that the enemy had fled in such a hurry that he had not even had time to close the door.

Zhao Yang and the others did not pause in the stone room at all, and directly rushed into the stone gate, and chased down the passage. Wealth is a merit, but it is not as pleasant as slashing an enemy.

Upon entering the passage, the passage descended sharply, and soon after, the sound of gurgling water was heard. Finally, at the end of the stairs, a dark river could be seen in the faint light.

A blood-stained steel crossbow arrow appeared on the steps, and it was the standard crossbow arrow of Yuan Rong's crossbow.

Zhao Yang picked it up and looked at it, and handed the crossbow arrow to a scout leader.

He didn't know how to be watery, and when he chased here, he looked at this underground dark river, and he couldn't continue to chase it.

This crossbow arrow should be the one of the condor archers. Those who later escaped from the earthen hut did not have the arrow wounds of the Yuan Rong crossbow on their bodies. In other words, the condor not only shot sixteen arrows in a row to exhaust his strength, but he was also shot by the Yuan Rong crossbow. He fled in such a hurry that he didn't stop until here to pull out his crossbow arrows.

"Which Brotherhood water?" Zhao Yang turned around and asked.

Two of the spies and seven of the scouts came forward.

"I bothered the brothers to continue to chase after him, that guy was hit by an arrow, and he shouldn't have fled too far. After going out, send a signal to the brothers on the top of the mountain. Zhao Yang commanded.

Several people nodded, leaving the fire thunder and Mo knife on their bodies, carrying only the Yuan Rong crossbow and horizontal knife, and jumped into the water at the same time one by one, swimming forward.

At the end of the water, the nine people inhaled at the same time and dived into the water and disappeared.

There is a small river at the foot of the sand mountain that is a tributary of the Wuhu River, and this dark river should be part of that small river. Zhao Yang let out a sigh of relief, only hoping to capture that guy alive and give an explanation to the fifteen robes who died in battle.

……

In the center of the river under the sand mountain, there is a figure lurking among the aquatic plants. The injured arm was already bandaged, and the other hand clenched a short sword.

Several dark shadows appeared at the bottom of the water, quickly coming towards the surface. A hint of coldness appeared in the figure's eyes, and the short sword in his hand stabbed out without hesitation, and suddenly a trace of blood appeared on the water.

One black shadow sank, and the speed of the rest of the black shadows suddenly increased, and the lurker in the aquatic grass swung his short sword continuously, stabbing several black shadows to the ground.

The speed of the lurker's attack was extremely fast, and soon all nine black shadows sank, and the water was already blood red. Seeing that no one came out again, the lurker quietly swam across the river and disappeared into the red willows. (To be continued.) )