The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the chickens are crowing and the dogs are stealing.

Everyone was ambushed in the woods on the side of the double hump mountain road, lying motionless, and the more than 300 bandits also showed the qualities of a soldier at this moment, holding their breath and not making a single sound.

There is only the sound of the mountain wind and grass, and the sound of insects and birds......

In the second half of the night, it was the time when people were sleepy and tired.

The Xirong soldiers' grain and grass convoy finally appeared, and a train of horses slowly drove into the narrow mountain road of the double hump.

The original parallel vehicle procession is now due to the terrain and has to pass by bicycle.

About 100 soldiers in front of him, dressed in armor, raised open flames and drove forward; Directly followed by more than a dozen grain carts, at the end of which was the horse team of the grain generals, about fifty times, responsible for the escort of the palace.

The night was dark, Uncle Liang pillowed his elbows at night, lying on his back next to Luo Shi, his eyes closed as if he was asleep-

Suddenly, a bird's wings fluttered!

He opened his eyes, turned over, pressed his hand to the ground, and then put his ear on it.

After listening to half of the salary, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he said softly: "It's here!" ”

Holding back her sore elbows, she prostrated forward at the sound of the words, poked her head out of the slope, and looked ahead—she saw the faint light of the fire forming a long line and moving slowly.

She knew in her heart: looking at the speed of the firelight's movement, the speed of this baggage team would never be slow.

The march is most afraid of entering a long and narrow valley or mountain path, so that the line of the army will be very long, and the end cannot be taken into account, if it is ambushed, the army must be panicked, only care about their own fight and break through, must be heavy casualties.

Therefore, from the narrow road of the valley where Fang had just entered the double hump, this team significantly increased its speed.

This is exactly what Luo is doing, she not only wants to rob the enemy's grain trucks, but also to annihilate their entire army, and the debts of the bitter water town must be paid in blood!

……

The baggage team of the Xijon people rushed through the starry night, and the road was quite peaceful, as long as they crossed the double hump canyon road, they would arrive at the camp of the army, and this mission was also properly delivered.

The general on horseback was blind in one eye, his eyesight was poor, and he was very reluctant during the day, so why bother to say that the night was dark and starless.

Grabbing the reins of his horse in one hand and holding a torch aloof, he stepped forward and escorted vigilantly behind the grain cart.

"Park—"

"What a sound!" One-eyed was blindly alert, immediately stopped the horse's hooves, and lowered his voice: "Scout, quickly go to the front to listen to the enemy's situation, and quickly report back."

"Yes!"

A quarter of an hour later, the scout rode back on horseback, his clothes had not changed, but he had become Zhao Dabao in disguise:

"Report! There is a hillside and a grass half a mile ahead, and there are people in ambush."

Zhao Dabao spoke a fairly neat Xirong language and reported to the one-eyed blind.

One-eyed turned blind, and hurriedly asked, "How many people are there?" Who will be able to find out the flag? ”

"The night is too dark, the subordinates have not found out, there are only more than 30 people, no armor, only hand soldiers"

“…… Hahaha, don't panic, it's not an enemy army, it's just a bunch of greedy and cowardly bandits, the deputy general of the infantry army! ”

"Yes" the infantry at the front was lined up, and a stout man trotted out of the line at the order, and ran through most of the line to the one-eyed blind one.

"Lead your infantry to the front to exterminate the bandits and open the way for the grain convoy"

"Yes, my subordinates are commanded"

There were more than 100 people in the food protection infantry army, all of whom were wearing armor and holding sharp blades in their hands, and the bandits were only 30 people, and the deputy general did not pay attention to them at all.

He received the order, let the baggage cart rest in place first, and led the infantry in front of him to kill the place where the bandits were ambushed.

Soon after rushing out, he ordered the whole team to extinguish the torches, adapt to the darkness, and move on.

At this time, Uncle Liang on the hillside had already gotten up and squatted halfway, and when he saw that the Xirong people were in the trap, he immediately made a gesture and signaled action.

The shouts of killing sounded, and the first wave of people rushed down with wooden sticks!

The stickmen used wooden guns as their first line of defense, charging towards the scattered Xijon infantry in the night.

Although the wood can't pierce through the armor, it still hurts hard in the heart, and the most painful thing is that these bandits actually put out a stick magic array? The already short and powerful machetes were ineffective, and they had to cut the sticks before fighting.

Unexpectedly, the bandit stick method suddenly changed! Everyone was in unison, raised their hands and shook their sticks, and knocked over the chins of the Xijon people, and many of them had broken teeth and swallowed blood, and they couldn't stop screaming.

In the last move, the stick swept a piece and hit the neck, knocking the person to the ground!

The stick soldier had made three moves, and immediately retreated to the back, and the second wave of hand-to-hand combat hilts rushed forward......

Xijon is cruel in life, irritable and violent, when has he ever suffered the loss of a thief? For a while, everyone was angry, spit out the blood in their mouths, and slashed with a roar!

After several waves of fighting, the Xirong people became more and more courageous, and Uncle Liang saw that the situation was enough, so he blew a horse whistle unhurriedly and signaled to retreat.

The wounded people gritted their teeth to support, and fought and retreated, until they were three feet away, abandoned their knives and fled.

Xijon was annoyed in his heart, and he chased after him unrelentingly, and saw that the bandit turned a bend in the mountain and fled into the dark realm—

A trace of suspicion flashed in the adjutant general's heart, could it be a feint and lure the enemy deeper?

However, he saw that there was no other fork in the road ahead, only this main road leading to the camp, and sneered in his heart: these bandits are really stupid to get home, and they are fleeing to hell.

The more he chased the road, the more open it became, and suddenly, the fire in front of him appeared, and the deputy general was horrified, not good, he was tricked!

The corners of his eyes burned red, the bandit was too cunning, and the killing intent rose from the violent eyes, and he yelled behind him:

"Kill them all! Kill the light, kill the light"

Suddenly there was a shout of killing, and the sword light faintly rushed forward......

At this time, the one-eyed blind who was resting on the spot obviously heard this killing cry, he was shocked, turned his head, and it was actually coming from behind him! But the Liang family army killed?

He immediately gave the order to extinguish the torches, twisted the horse's head and led the cavalry backwards.

When I saw that there were hundreds of people chasing and killing in the rear, I didn't distinguish the flag in the dark, but I saw that they were wearing cold clothes and armor, and they would never be bandits.

The one-eyed blind also drew the sword in his sheath, pointed forward, and roared:

"Kill!"

Towards the galloping "Han soldiers" slaughtered, the two soldiers handed over, and the sound of metal colliding was in the ears.

The tearing sound of the knife in the abdomen, the screaming and howling, the neighing of the horse, the screaming of the knife, for a time it was very tragic, immediately slashing, the hand rose and fell, like cutting a cucumber, the killing did not stop, and the blood did not stop......

There were fewer and fewer people standing, and the corpses that fell to the ground were piled up into a mountain, and at this time, I don't know who lit a torch and lit up the killing field of Shura.

One-eyed blind shocked!

Why did you kill for a long time, and they were all your own people?

He couldn't help but tremble, his palm was out of strength, the blood-stained hilt of the knife smashed to the ground, his hands covered his face, blood and tears gushed out, he roared, with a devastating hatred, and slashed at Uncle Liang on the top of the high earth moat.

The poor man must have something to hate, and if it were not for the cruelty of Sijon and the extermination of them all, how could he have fallen for the trick of Rashi?

However, if you don't plan people's hearts and guess your temperament, how can you cheat people like this and not pay for their lives?

The first move: make a noise to induce the Xijon people to send scouts to investigate, and kill them with one arrow.

The second move: Zhao Dabao changed his armor and rode his horse, and went back to report the "enemy situation", so that the troops in front of him would advance lightly against the enemy.

The third trick: bring in stones and trees, move the way forward, and after a battle, arouse its belligerent and killing heart, feint and retreat, lure it to take a hidden loop path, and unknowingly go around to the rear of Xirong.

Such cannibalism is a matter of course.

Uncle Liang met his bloody and angry eyes, and slowly raised his bow and arrows-

His face was resolute, his eyes were firm, and he pulled his bow and strings, as familiar as countless targets.

The arrows flew out of the wind and buried themselves in the hearts of the enemy with great anger!

The one-eyed blind snorted, was hit by an arrow in the chest, and immediately rolled off the horse, and died of exhaustion.

*

Twelve grain carts, forty-nine horses, and two hundred and thirty-one corpses.

The war horse was stabbed all over his body, constantly oozing red blood, flowing down the horse's mane and belly to the ground, mixing with the foul smell of human blood all over the ground, sweeping the thick smell of blood, making people sick.

Luo's hand trembled slightly, and she swept the red mud sand field with no survivors with a calm look.

No one celebrated, no one cheered, and the twelve grain carts were silent in the dark night, like blocks on their chests, and the hearts of the people were depressed.

Her lips twitched twice, she wanted to say something, her mouth was half open, she didn't spit out a word, and the overwhelming feeling of nausea was like a pair of big hands, screwing her stomach.

A burst of sour water poured up, his head tilted, and he squatted on the ground......

She vomited cleanly, her hands clenched into fists, against her stomach, her hair soaked in sweat and stuck to her forehead, until she vomited water, and the spasms gradually subsided......

The sourness of the emptiness all over her body stimulated her to the point that she couldn't even open her eyes.

A pair of hands scooped her up behind him, and Uncle Liang said lightly:

"You go back, I'll take care of the rest."

Luo Shi shook her head and blocked Liang Shuye's hand, she reluctantly spoke in a hoarse voice:

"Zhao Dabao, continue to act according to the plan......"

Zhao Dabao was still wearing the armor of the Xirong people, his expression was worried, and he hesitated a little:

"Do you want to bring the food back first? I always feel that it is okay to deceive the little soldiers and young generals, and tell me to deceive the Xirong Chinese army......"

"Are you scared?"

Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Luo Shi's cold eyes.

Without denying or admitting it, Zhao Dabao wrinkled his face and fell into the distress of self-contradiction.

To be honest, for the sake of this ration and for the brother of the cottage, he just pretended to be a Xirong scout, and there was no difference between him and wandering around the Ghost Gate, fortunately he was not discovered, and now he is asked to continue pretending, which is really timid.

"Zhao Dabao, what did you fight for just now, the brothers in the cottage know it in their hearts, but do you know what they want most? Is it really the twelve carts of rations? ”

Zhao Dabao raised his dark eyes, looked at Luo Shi for a moment, he slowly turned around, and looked at the gray-faced brothers behind him-

After several days of hard training, tightening their belts and giving the little food to the fighting brothers, many of them lost a lot of weight, their cheekbones were high, and their eyes were black in the night, revealing an indescribable longing.

Fang Cai's deception lured the enemy, and there were not a few who were injured by hanging lottery.

They tore off their robes and bandaged them simply, looking miserable, no different from the beggars and vagabonds in the market.

In the troubled times, a mouthful of food, a beacon fire, Zhao Dabao suddenly remembered - they were and are also such iron-clad Kyushu soldiers with armor and guns.

Zhao Dabao's gradually resolute expression appeared on a lewd face, which looked very funny, but Luo Xian did not have any disdain in her heart, she only felt that her heart was hot.

No matter who it is, there is no shortage of blood that can reach the boiling point at any time.

Zhao Dabao is timid and obscene, even cowardly, but he is righteous and regards the cottage brothers as flesh and blood, and even the cottage boss can not be wanted; The granary was exhausted, and even if the other party was a vicious and cruel Xijon man, he dared to go alone.

So Luo Shi made a bet with herself, gambling on people's hearts, and gambling on human nature.

Zhao Dabao made up his mind, he stepped on the corpses everywhere, and found the one-eyed blind "Gong" character of the general flag.

The flag was red, diagonally planted in the mud, a flag guard soldier was stabbed several times, his hand was tightly grasped on the flagpole, the corpse was already stiff, the flagpole was like rooted flesh, it was difficult to pull out the slightest ......

He tried several times to no avail, and suddenly, a dagger flew in the air.

Zhao Dabao took it, met the gaze of Mrs. Tianxian, and felt more powerful in his heart!

The inscription on the scabbard was in the palm of his hand, and the corners of his eyes gradually burned red, and with a lift of his thumb, the sword body was unsheathed.

The dagger sharpened iron like clay, and a sword slashed down diagonally, and the corpse's palms fell to the ground, and the flagpole fell heavily to the ground.

Zhao Dabao bent down to pick up the severed palm, placed it on the side of the flag guard, he turned around and carried the big flag with the word "Gong", turned over and got on a war horse, and shouted to the brothers on the hillside:

"How many are there who are not afraid of death? Change into the clothes of the Xijon people and follow me to the Xijon camp! ”

"Me!" "I'll go!" "And me" "I'll go too!" ”

As they spoke, a group of people jumped down from the dirt slope, and they all stepped forward to pick up the corpse's clothes and change into blood-stained Xijon armor.

With swords in hand, they followed Zhao Dabao towards the direction of the Xirong camp, trotted away, and walked the rest of the road for General Gong's army, which had been wiped out......

*

The Xirong battalion has ten foot posts and five sentry posts, and the sound of the enemy situation one mile away is transmitted by signal flags.

If someone is close to raise a black flag, if it is their own soldiers and horses, they need to respond to the flag, and after confirmation, the sentry will withdraw the flag, and if the enemy soldiers and horses will directly raise the white flag to warn.

Zhao Dabao and his entourage carried the big flag, fled in embarrassment, and instantly raised a black flag on the high wooden whistle to signal-

Zhao Dabao was not in a hurry, erected the big flag surnamed "Gong" on his shoulder, held the flagpole and grinded back and forth, which was counted as a flag for the sentry.

Own!

The sentry stretched his neck and looked, it was General Gong's team!

After the flag was removed, and after the group of men and horses gradually approached the camp, he asked loudly, "But General Gong's team?" ”

Only Zhao Dabao could understand Xirong's dialect, and he hurriedly said: "Yes, we were ambushed by bandits halfway through the escort of grain, General Gong was killed, we fled back to ask for help, and the twelve carts of grain were still trapped in the double hump mountain road!" ”

"Bandits? Not Liang Jiajun? ”

The sentry was very surprised, General Gong was brave and trusted by the king, how could he not defeat the bandits?

"It's not Liang Jiajun, those bandits are familiar with mountain roads, we have been driving for several days and passers-by are sleepy and tired, so we are really careless, but the grain cart is heavy and they can't travel far for a while, so quickly send troops to chase the grain!"

"Wait, I'll report it"

Staying in the camp was a general named Kasaren, who was conceited, arrogant and bold, and very self-serving.

He asked himself to stay in the camp because he thought in his heart that Uncle Liang would send someone to rob the camp at night, and instead of killing you to the death with the iron wall of the water gate, it was better to wait for the rabbit and wait for him to come to the door, and come to the duel in a dignified manner.

The sentry burst into the news, and he sat in the tent and laughed, clapping his palms on his knees:

"Is it the pink-headed general who has come to rob the camp?! Take my ring knife, I'm going to fight him for 300 rounds."

"No, it's not the general, it's General Gong's grain team that has an accident"

"Ahh What the! Say it."

Food is a big stone in Kasaren's heart, and the only thing the king asks him to do is to wait for General Gong's grain team to enter the camp and settle this batch of supplies, who would have thought that something would happen?

Isn't this a way for the army to cut off their meals and dig their own graves? His heart burned like a fire, urging the sentinel to come quickly.

"They were ambushed by the Twin Hump bandits, General Gong was dead, and the remnants fled back to deliver the news and ask for reinforcements to save food"

Kasaren gritted his teeth and threw a heavy fist into his lap, bursting out of his eyes.

Where did the gang of people who came from take advantage of the fire to rob, and plucked the feathers on the tiger's head at a critical time, they were simply impatient, and they also killed General Gong?

Wow yes......

The more he thought about it, the more he felt angry! He angrily grabbed the big knife at his side, and roared angrily:

"Don't leave any armor to kill his grandmother, order a thousand soldiers, follow me!"

……

The belly of the fish on the horizon is white, and there is always fresh rain and dew in the morning, but at this moment it is different-

The grass, the trees, and the crossings are full of blood, and the aisle wind in the valley can't take away a single bit.

Kasaren's team moved silently, and when they reached the valley crossing of the double hump, they couldn't help but slow down.

They're here to help, why is it so quiet? Could it be that he is too late, and the army has been wiped out?

No, it shouldn't have been to the place yet, Kasaren rode alone on his warhorse, barely suppressed the mania in his heart, and patted the equally irritable mount under him.

"General! Look at that."

The lieutenant behind him had excellent night vision, and quickly lowered his voice, raised his finger and pointed to the dark shadow not far away, waiting for Kasaren to distinguish clearly.

It's a thief hauling a grain truck!

Kasaren was furious, and his natural resolute military personality made him hate these little people who steal chickens and dogs the most!

For the defender of the city, Liang Jiajun, although he is an opponent who fights to the death, he still has some admiration for the powder-headed general.

Now that he has changed the small miscellaneous pieces of the chicken and dog thief, he simply doesn't pay attention to it, and he wants to kill it quickly!

"Damn thieves, stay alive!"

Raising the steel knife in his hand, he grabbed the horse's belly, and rushed out first, and the shouts of killing behind him stood up, and he killed the grain cart stragglers.

When the bandits saw that the reinforcements had arrived, how could they have the courage to resist, so they threw down the swords in their hands, fled with their heads in their hands, and fled frantically.

Although Kasaren failed to kill a single thief with a sacrificial knife, he effortlessly recaptured eight grain carts.

"Stop chasing!"

He stopped the lieutenant who wanted to pursue the enemy deeply, looked at the grain carts in front of him, and thought that the few remaining trucks had already been ordered to be transported away.

Being able to snatch back eight cars is already considered a failure, and now that the defenders of the camp are empty, he can't entangle with these bandits, if something happens to the camp during this time, he will be to blame.

So, he ordered the immediate retreat of the battalion.

If you are cautious, you can actually find that the weight of the grain cart is obviously wrong, and the light is too suspicious.

There is not a stone of grain and rice, but some weeds and stalks!

By the time he realized something was wrong, it was obviously too late!

Suddenly, a few fires flared up! He was caught off guard, and hurriedly looked back, and saw a few flaming wooden arrows tied to the food bags on the car!

"Not good! It's a plan, these are not grain and rice or straw, quickly withdraw to the camp! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Uncle Liang in the dark place of the mountains gave an order for a fire attack!

The bandit brothers, who are good at fine shooting, use waist-high artemisia grass as cover, and shoot arrows at the fire below one by one!

The rain of arrows was intertwined into a huge fire lock net, like a regional demon with teeth and claws, overwhelmingly enveloping the Xirong soldiers.

Eight straw carts that had long been stolen became the execution ground of the flames, the smell of flesh and flesh rose to the sky with black smoke, the roar of pain, the sound of struggle rolling on the ground, gradually drowned in the firelight, and finally only a few dying moans remained......

The fire burned like white, and the sparks and stars that burst out took the life of the last Xijon soldier, and the night returned to silence.

The serial plan given to the Xijon thief was fortunately not dishonored.