Nimbly shuttling through the dense jungle, Wu Hao was like a cruel ghost, easily finding and harvesting one life after another, and in less than twenty minutes, he found the hidden secret whistle layer by layer like peeling garlic, and gradually approached the place where there was a commotion in the middle of the dense forest.

Poof!

The young thief who stabbed the dagger into the back of a defector sentry, and was unsuspecting and suffered a fatal blow, before the alarm sound of opening his mouth and preparing to shout was released, he was covered by Wu Hao's outstretched palm, and twitched for two seconds as if returning to the light, and after squirting out a few mouthfuls of warm blood, it became another corpse that died tragically.

"The fourteenth!" Wu Hao showed his figure.

Originally, this blow should have stabbed the opponent's neck, but under the condition of excessive physical exertion, Wu Hao was unable to control the angle of the ambush, but fortunately, he immediately reacted and reached out to make up for the mistake, and after killing the opponent from the stealth state, he stumbled under his feet and almost failed to stand firm and fell to the ground, sweating profusely on his knees and gasping for breath.

By this moment all the outlying sentinels had been cleared.

Somewhat careless!

Wu Hao thought.

"You shouldn't be so impulsive to run all the way, it's too hard for such a long distance." Wiped the blood on his hands and dagger with the hem of the enemy's clothes, the killing intent in Wu Hao's chest did not retreat due to the lack of physical strength, but was more high-spirited than before, and turned his head to look at the humble camp two hundred meters away.

On four walls, made of logs cut down on the spot, guarded by eight defectors armed with longbows.

Outside a gate more than three meters high in the west, seven scrawny war horses are tied next to the horse bolt, and at the gate are three big men holding long swords and wearing chain mail.

"It's not easy to get!" Wu Hao scratched his head.

The military strategy course taught Wu Hao the battlefield qualities that every professional should have, but he did not describe it in many details, which led to the current situation of being obviously undamaged, but tired and almost physically exhausted.

Group fighting is what the army has always advocate.

Individual heroes have always been spurned.

The sentinels of the defectors were not very old, Wu Hao carefully inspected them after killing them, and found that the oldest of these people was seventeen or eighteen years old, and the youngest was less than thirteen or fourteen years old, among them, only six sentries could be called professionals, and the rest could only be regarded as ordinary people with training, and it was very easy to kill without a sense of achievement.

Even this made Wu Hao tired half to death.

The main reason for this is that the previous long-distance journey consumed too much physical strength, but it can also be seen from another angle that even professionals who can fight for a long time and rely on physical strength to display their skills can hardly withstand frequent offensives in a short period of time, and the disadvantage of a single force in the face of numerical suppression is very great.

It's just like a sneak attack one by one, and it's probably more troublesome if it's a head-to-head battle.

I had to outwit it.

After a short rest, Wu Hao walked towards the dense forest outside, and it didn't take long for him to come back with two cold corpses on his back, and he had already thought of countermeasures on the way back, and he didn't delay and began to place the three corpses according to a certain technique, and after less than ten minutes, all the poison bottles he carried when he came were emptied.

"Explosive poison trap." Wu Hao smiled: "Simple violence." ”

The priest's skills could not recover his strength, and Wu Hao was not ready to act so recklessly, he sat on the ground and began to rest, drink water and eat, pay close attention to the movement of the camp in the distance, and after almost two hours, he got up again, moved his limbs and felt that his strength had recovered a lot.

I wanted to wait a little longer to see if I could touch a few more dark whistles that changed shifts.

"It's an amateur who hasn't come out for so long." Wu Hao took a breath and let out a loud scream.

Yes.....

The screams in the night were so piercing that they were immediately heard by the defectors on the camp walls.

After shouting, Wu Hao did not have any delay, entered the stealth state and walked slowly towards the gate of the camp, after he walked out of the distance of more than a hundred meters and the time passed about two or three minutes, the gate of the humble camp was opened, and a group of well-dressed defectors hurriedly ran out, and the few people who took the lead got on horseback and rushed towards this side surrounded by other defectors on foot.

"Uh..."Wu Hao was stunned: "It's completely a bunch of stupid pigs!" ”

After observing the number of horses in the enemy, Wu Hao set a trap and screamed, just to attract the elites in this camp, after all, according to common sense, horses are precious items, and they are definitely not for small soldiers, and it is not the leader of the defectors who ride them, but also the top-level thugs.

Exploding a poison trap that will definitely give seven defectors a good drink, who knows that the result is completely unexpected.

The defectors who came in a stream skipped more than 20 meters away from Wu Hao.

The number is as high as twenty-seven or eight.

Among them, the defector who took the lead attracted Wu Hao's attention, it was a middle-aged man who looked close to fifty years old, riding the fattest of the seven war horses, with a hideous look on his ordinary face.

Fortunately, I didn't notice the clues.

"This kind of alertness and subconscious, is it a high-level warrior?" Wu Hao frowned and thought, the middle-level 5-level Marlan did not have the keen consciousness of this middle-aged man, such a professional was definitely the leader of this humble small camp, which made Wu Hao, who was originally mentally prepared, very surprised.

But then there was a burst of snickering.

"I was going to create a little chaos so that I could make the next move, but who knew I had a surprise." Wu Hao threw away the flammable explosives that he had wanted to throw into the camp casually, took the two forty-centimeter short swords inserted in his waist in his hands, and ran towards the camp gate with all his strength.

Now that the situation is so good, it's time to change the strategy.

Storm!

Two hours of rest could not restore much physical strength to Wu Hao, and now he spread his feet and ran wildly, even if he had been in a stealth state, but the imbalance of strength still made him make a sound of fine footsteps, and the two defectors who were struggling to close the door were stunned when they heard the sound.

"Huh?" One of the defectors turned his head and looked and found nothing: "Did you hear ..."

Swish!

Wu Hao, who rushed to the front, stretched out his arms, swung out a short sword from left to right, and a big hole appeared on the neck of the defector farther away on the left, blood shot out like a fountain, and the head of the defector on the right flew up directly, and his face was still with doubts and horror when he was spinning in the air.

The two bodies fell to the ground one after the other.

The camp walls were connected on all sides, so that the archers moved quickly, and now the leader rushed over with a large group of people, and six of the eight archers walked along the wall to the direction of the gate to stop and lookout, not expecting that someone would sneak over at this time, and kill the two gate guards silently, and did not find the body under the slope at the first time.

After a brief observation, Wu Hao entered the stealth again.

The wall is made of logs, and the defectors don't have the energy to polish the wall, and it is absolutely impossible to shoot arrows through the wall, but with the strength of Wu Hao's mid-level 6 hunter, stepping on the gap between the logs and climbing is like walking on the ground, and it only takes more than ten seconds to climb the wall on the left side of the gate, staring at the four archers on this side.

Bang!

The obvious firelight flashed in the forest, and there was a loud noise in the dense forest in the distance, and the broken branches and messy leaves, accompanied by yellow-green smoke, were thrown up and down high, and the archers who did not expect it to come out at all stared into the distance with wide eyes, and their brains were directly at a loss.

At this time, Wu Hao brandished his short sword and entered the crowd.

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