[This bunch of guys...... What is the origin? ]

Chen Fu, the commander of the twenty-sixth tent and ten shishi of the first army of the Guangling Army, sat on the ground with his back against a boulder, his hands trembling and clenching his blade, and the big cold sweat on his forehead seemed to be endless.

Seven brothers of the Tensh......

Seven living lives!

Obviously, a quarter of an hour ago, the seven brothers were still laughing around him, laughing at the incompetence of the rebels, and sending so many scouts, but they were killed by seventy or so men in their twenty-six tents, but in the blink of an eye, those brothers, who had been with him all these days, were hunted down one after another without warning, and were ...... by those terrible fellows

Chen Fu's eyes were filled with pain, mixed with fear that could not be concealed.

Suddenly, he vaguely heard a burst of muttering from not far behind him, not like the dialects of the Han Dynasty, but like uncivilized barbarians.

[Coming?] ]

Chen Fu was shocked, picked up his weapon and fled to the west. At this moment, there was only one thought in his heart, that is, he must bring the news of the ambush back to Dongshi Village.

However, at the moment when Chen Fu got up, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a dark shadow jumping over the tree next to him.

[Mountain monkeys?] Or ......]

Chen Fu glanced at it subconsciously, but this glance made his face full of horror. On the trunk of the tree, a man with only his lower body wrapped around the skin was standing on the branch, his hair was messed up like a wild man, his face was scribbled with a few stripes of paint that looked like blood, and his body was tattooed with unknown beast patterns. With a machete at his waist and a cloth bag on his back, he looked at him coldly with eyes as if he were looking at his prey.

[It's them!] It was the same group that killed the brethren by strange means! Have I escaped for so long and still haven't escaped? ]

Chen Fu felt a deep chill in his heart, and he immediately chose to run away without fighting spirit.

Unfortunately, the 'wild man' on the treetop took out a bamboo pipe from his waist, put one end in his mouth, and blew something out with a pop.

For a moment, Chen Fu only felt a tingling sensation in his right shoulder, and before he could react, the whole person fell to the ground with a pop. Looking at him again at this time, the skin of his whole body showed strange symptoms of poisoning, and even his lips were purple.

"Smack!"

The wild man jumped down from the treetops, walked to Chen Fu's corpse and groped for a while, finding a short sword that seemed to be sharp, his hideous face showed a little satisfaction and joy, and he immediately put the short sword back in his waist.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Fu was stripped naked, and all the things on his body belonged to the savage, even the leather armor made by the Guangling army was also worn by the savage, but some broken silver, copper coins and even silver tickets that were searched were discarded by the other party.

"Dumbfounded—"

There was a slight thud, and dozens of wild men, also smeared with blood on their faces, emerged from the bushes, and muttered a few words.

The first savage nodded when he heard this, raised his hand to the west, and replied with the same muttering, and in an instant, the group ignored the corpse of Chen Fu that had been stripped clean and disappeared into the bushes.

Are these people really savages?

Of course not! But it is undeniable that they are really not the people of the Han Dynasty, they are one of the Yi people living in the mountains and forests of the ancient Wuyue Kingdom, the Min people. In real history, the reason why the Sun clan has no strength to take the initiative to compete with Wei Shu for the world for a long time after founding the Eastern Wu is that in addition to the constraints of the wealthy families in governing the land, the more critical reason is that the Eastern Wu has long been trapped in a decades-long war with the Min people in Nanyue, and most of the power of the Eastern Wu has been consumed on the Yi people in the south. After all, when the sun shines on this land, not only the people of the Han Dynasty live, but also many other ethnic groups, and these ethnic groups are collectively called Baiyi.

By the way, the Yelang Kingdom, which was severely damaged by the Heavenly Sword, also belongs to one of these hundred yi.

But I have to say that the heritage and strength of the Min people are much stronger than the Yelang country, which is said to be a descendant of the ancient Yue King, occupying the entire mountain on the south side of Huiji County, although it is not civilized, and the civilization is far less than the Han Dynasty, but in the mountains and forests, the Min people are more terrible than the bears, wolves, tigers and leopards, they are born hunters, scouts and warriors, and wild beasts, and are good at using poison and collecting herbs to detoxify, and I don't know what promises Xu Zhao, who proclaimed himself Emperor Yangming, made, only then did he bring this terrible nation to his side.

And now, the 26 soldiers of the 1st Army of Guangling, where Zhang Huang and others are located, will immediately experience the horror of being the enemy of this nation in the mountains and forests.

Or two scouts of the Guangling Army, who did not know that the catastrophe was coming, were setting traps, and suddenly, only two pops were heard, and two needle-like brothers could be faintly seen shooting them in the back of the heart.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the two Guangling scouts fell to the ground and died, their lips purple.

"What's wrong?" One of their companions was urinating behind a tree when he poked his head out when he heard the voice, but saw a flash of cold light in front of him and immediately fell to the ground.

Or a scout of the Guangling Army stood on the trunk of a tree watching the movement in the distance, and suddenly, he was shaken and fell under the tree without warning.

Or a few scouts of the Guangling army are rapidly moving, and while walking, they somehow fall to the ground and die without warning.

I'm afraid no one would have thought that the scouts of Lu Min's 100-man team, who had the upper hand in the scout battle a few days ago, would sacrifice more than 30 people in just a few and a half days, and it is inconceivable that these scouts were all assassinated without realizing it, and they couldn't even send out the news of the warning before they died.

At first, it was a lone Lu Min team scout, then a group of scouts, and then later, those Min people actually found Zhang Huang, Shan Fu and other strong teams that were unusually brilliant in the past few days.

No, Zhang Huang's team, who had planned to explore the situation of the rebel camp again, fell to the ground and died without warning while walking, and even Zhang Huang couldn't help but be stunned when he saw it.

"Enemy attack!"

A hurried cry sounded, and the scouts of Zhang Huang's team found cover nearby, worthy of being a strong team that hunted and killed rebel scouts in the past few days, and their experience was far from comparable to that when they were recruited, although they were attacked by the enemy and seized the opportunity, they still did not panic, and after hiding their figures, they stopped making a sound and listened to the movements nearby.

[Ambushed?] ]

Sitting with his back against a tree, Zhang Huang motioned with his eyes to the scouts in the nearby team hiding behind the grass, bushes, and rocks not to act rashly, and gestured to ask the Wang brothers to spy on the location of the enemy scouts, but the result was that the Wang brothers shook their heads with a wry smile on their faces. This made Zhang Huang feel a little surprised: could it be that the murderer who killed one of his team's scouts had already been hidden the moment he shot?

Gesturing to the scouts of the team to stand still, Zhang Huang took a deep breath and quietly poked his head out to the right side of the tree trunk. He wanted to find out where the other party was hiding himself, but he didn't expect that as soon as he stretched out his head, a strong sense of crisis appeared in his heart.

He subconsciously retracted his head, and at the same time, he heard a soft whirl, and a slender bamboo stick the length of a finger had been inserted into the dirt next to him. The oil was shiny and green, and a drop of unknown green liquid trickled down the bamboo skewer and landed on the dirt, making a strange sound and a strange trace of white smoke.

[Poison?] ]

Zhang Huang felt a little chill in his head, if it weren't for the inexplicable sense of crisis that made him subconsciously retract his head, I am afraid that the slender bamboo stick would have already shot him.

Seeing the weeds that were gradually decaying and dying due to poisonous juice, Zhang Huang couldn't help but be a little frightened.

The bamboo skewers are poisonous, and they are highly poisonous!

It is not difficult to imagine what it would be like if this powerful poison, which even decays and dies quickly after being contaminated with weeds, is contaminated with people.

[When did the rebel scouts start poisoning?] ]

Zhang Huang couldn't help frowning.

It is no wonder that he was surprised, after all, the people of the Han Dynasty rarely use poison, even if it is two armies that are fighting, there will hardly show signs of using poison, because in the eyes of the Han people, the use of poison is an extremely despicable and despicable behavior.

Moreover, Zhang Huang had never heard of anyone in the Han Dynasty who had developed such a high concentration of a strong poison, so fierce that it could cause all plants and trees to decay and die.

[……]

Zhang Huang glanced at the scout who was unfortunately sniped, and couldn't help but feel a little sad in his heart, after all, it was the scout he carried, and the two had been together for a few days.

Although Zhang Huang had the talisman technique carefully taught by Tang Zhou, he had not tried it a few times after all, and the effect was far less than that of Tang Zhou himself, Cheng Dù only had Cheng Dù who quickly healed his external injuries, and more importantly, the scout had already died at this moment, which no longer belonged to the category that Zhang Huang could treat him.

[A few days ago, was you targeted by the sharp edge...... What is the origin? ]

With Zhang Huang's quick mind, he naturally immediately thought of the key, he didn't think that this was a manslaughter by other forces. It is not difficult to guess that this is a counterattack by the rebel forces against their scouts of the Guangling Army, who were crucified on Dongshi Mountain. Zhang Huang just wondered, who was the other party? The ability to hide his body was far higher than that of the rebel scouts a few days ago, so that even he could not detect that something was wrong at the first time, so there was a reduction in personnel.

Remove!

Zhang Huang made a gesture towards the nearby scouts.

It's not that he was cowardly, but it was the kind of ferocity that sent chills down his heart that could make a strong scout fall to the ground and die in an instant, without even a chance to scream.

In the face of a thorny enemy with such a terrifying and powerful poison, he Zhang Huang was actually not afraid, after all, he had a hand of escape skills that could escape safely anytime and anywhere, however, the group of scouts he led did not have his ability.

Moreover, Zhang Huang couldn't help but be a little worried about Li Tong, Chen Zhi and the other Black Feather Crow brothers who were not by his side at this time, after all, in his opinion, the tricky opponents he encountered at the moment could never be all the people sent by the rebels to retaliate against them.

After receiving Zhang Huang's signal, the Wang brothers lay on the ground and slowly crawled backwards to retreat, after all, in the face of that terrible opponent, they did not dare to stand up and leave in a dignified manner.

But despite Zhang Huang and the others' caution, two brothers were shot by that kind of slender bamboo stick and died instantly.

"Damn it!"

Seeing that two more lives were lost, Zhang Huang's face turned red, you must know that since this scout fight, there has never been a scout around him who has been killed.

Suddenly, Zhang Huang didn't know what decision he had made, took a deep breath, and jumped out from behind the tree.

"You retreat, go back and tell Lu Tou about this, I'll kill that guy!"

Dropping a sentence, Zhang Huang quickly disappeared on the other side of the trunk in the subconscious exclamations of the Wang brothers and others.

[Where?] Where is it? Where is it? ]

Due to the high degree of nervousness, Zhang Huang's intuition was far more acute than usual, and his eyes scanned the surroundings like a god, but despite this, he still failed to find the other party's hiding place.

This made him chuckle in his heart, as he realized that the other party was better at this kind of hide-and-seek hunt than him, who had only been a scout for four or five days.

If it was in normal times, Zhang Huang would naturally not be stupid enough to expose his tracks, but this time he couldn't help it, because if he hid, there was no guarantee that the terrible opponent would attack the Wang brothers. Compared with those scout brothers under him, Zhang Huang still felt that he had some self-protection ability.

But somehow, the other party didn't mean to make another move, and let Zhang Huang's whole person be exposed.

[What's going on?] Could it be that guy chased the Wang brothers and they went? ]

Zhang Huang's mood was a little anxious, and he subconsciously glanced at the direction of the retreat of the Wang brothers and others, and at this time, a bamboo stick that shone with a green glow in the setting sun shot towards Zhang Huang.

[Damn!] This guy is so patient! ]

Sensing that something was wrong, Zhang Huang secretly screamed in his heart that it was not good, and now, where would he not know the other party's purpose. The other party did not leave at all, and kept lurking in place, waiting for the best opportunity to make a move. The reason why he didn't act at the first time when Zhang Huang was exposed was just because the other party knew very well that Zhang Huang must have taken precautions at that time.

It's a veteran!

A thought flashed in Zhang Huang's heart, and he subconsciously turned his head and watched the bamboo stick shoot towards his neck.

With only a few feet left, it's too late to cast the Curse of Escape!

Thinking that his inadvertent distraction would lead him to poisoning and death, Zhang Huang's whole person tensed.

He only had time to clench his fists.

And at this moment, I saw an indescribable powerful aura burst out of Zhang Huang's whole body, and a dream-like thing like transparent armor could be vaguely seen embodied in him, and it quickly spread outward.

"Ding—"

The bamboo stick slammed into the hallucinatory transparent armor and fell to the ground before it could touch Zhang Huang's body, and at the same time, the transparent armor quickly spread outward, and then dissipated like air without a trace.

"Dumbfounded—"

There was a movement in the treetops in front of him, Zhang Huang subconsciously raised his head, and was stunned to see a guy dressed like a savage, and at this moment that guy was staring at Zhang Huang with wide eyes and a face full of consternation. After a long while, the creature screamed, jumped onto another tree, and quickly fled.

Zhang Huang didn't chase after him, because his mind was full of the incredible phenomenon that happened to him.

"Did you block that poisonous bamboo stick out of thin air?"

Zhang Huang was stunned and confused, and subconsciously pinched his cheeks, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

If there is a martial artist who knows about it, he must be surprised, because Zhang Huang unconsciously displayed the [Rigid Body], a martial artist who is proud of his martial arts.

Although it is only a flash in the pan, it cannot be maintained for a long time before dissipating.