At this time, the two military horses came out together, rushed away from the right military camp, in order to prevent the army from trampling on each other, Zeng Yun shouted loudly to reprimand the soldiers in the panic, and ordered the commanders at all levels to perform their duties. Zeng Yun's figure was quite conspicuous in the firelight, which also gave the enemy an opportunity. Sure enough, just before Zeng Yun's shouting landed, a dark arrow flew straight towards his figure, wanting to directly capture Zeng Yun's vital point. At the same time, just behind the main tent, three figures burst out, and the speed of these three people was even faster than the cold arrow that flew in. I saw the three of them wave their hands and swing away the dark arrows, and the arrows thrust into the ground with a muffled sound, splashing dust in the darkness. Involved in this melee were none other than Lin He and the three of them.

There seemed to be a disgusting smell of burnt burning in the camp, which no one noticed at first, but now it was spreading everywhere. Even battle-hardened veterans can't stand the smell.

Then there was the mournful roar of ten thousand horses, which was so shocking that the cold moon in the night burned like fire. Who knows what is the most tragic and terrible sound between heaven and earth? It must not be the sound of ghosts and monsters in the deserted tombs, the mournful roar of horses, the broken intestines of people, and the death of the world is far more terrifying than the wailing from the underworld, and the soul is scattered.

It seems that the enemy is fully prepared, and they intend to capture the commander of the right army first. Wu Zhiheng first instructed Yu Ji to protect Zeng Yun's safety, and then walked out of the burning camp with Lin He, lurking out of the shadows behind the fire.

Zeng Yun governed the army strictly, and every seven or eight steps in the barracks. There's an ironclad soldier. Standing like a stone statue with a spear. These soldiers are trained so rigorously that they will never move even if a fly lands on their faces or someone steps on their feet. Zeng Yun is not only very prestigious, but also strict in command, if anyone dares to neglect their duties. Even if you let a dog into the forbidden area, you will be killed. This Lin felt from the first moment they came to the barracks.

Therefore, in order to sneak in and set fire to these soldiers with long knives at their waists, it is necessary to have a reasonable effort. Lin He from the left, Wu Zhiheng from the right, with the light skills of the two, it didn't take a moment to turn around the huge camp.

Just as he was about to converge, Lin suddenly saw a man in black bending his head against the ground, flying silently on the ground like a flying swallow. Lin immediately turned into a fierce beast that saw its prey, and quickly and accurately bowed down and pounced on the man in black.

The man in black silently pulled out his slender knife in the night and stabbed Lin He with agility. Lin didn't dodge, but suddenly made a move, and in a breath, he actually snatched the knife in his hand, and twisted it lightly with two fingers, and the steel knife of "collapse" was immediately broken, and then, it was broken again. Lin stood still, facing the man in black, twisted a few times with two fingers, and in a moment, Jing had already twisted this murderous knife made of refined steel into seven or eight pieces.

The figure in black did not move, and the half-cut blade in his hand suddenly flew out, hitting Lin He's waist like lightning. Lin jumped into the air in an attempt to dodge the flying knife. At this time, the man in black hurriedly and quickly shot out a few silver needles from his cuffs, and the silver light flashed in the dark night, and he came straight to Lin He's door. Lin He had nowhere to borrow at this time, and he couldn't hide from it. When the man in black saw how Lin was injured and collapsed in front of his eyes, he was very confident in his hidden weapon, and asked himself that no one could escape in this situation. At this time, the shouting of the camp behind gradually became quieter, and he raised his eyes to look at the fire behind him, and it was time to leave quickly. So without hesitation, he clicked on the ground with one foot and leaped into the darkness.

However, this man's opinion of himself seemed to be too high, and Lin He, who was lying on the ground and pretending to be dead, stood still for a moment, and then followed the man in black silently under the cover of night like a shadow floating on the ground. Such assassins are generally determined to die, and even if they are captured alive, it will be difficult to get any useful information out of their mouths. In a flash of light, how Lin changed his mind, she felt that it was better to follow and take a look, maybe she could still find his lair.

During the fight just now, while snatching the knife from the man in black, Lin also tore off a piece of his cuff. Now, Lin He has a piece of fabric from his night coat around his waist, on which is embroidered with a weeping willow on gold and silver thread. She thought untimely, if Wu Zhiheng saw that his Ye Er had the fabric on other men's clothes stored around his waist, he didn't know what tricks he would sour.

Lin He walked through the desert where the barracks were located, and gradually there was a house in front of him, and the lights became brighter and brighter. Lin He lay on the ridge of the roof and watched the man in black jump into a lively courtyard.

There was a hall in the courtyard that smelled of alcohol, and in the hall there was the smell of tobacco, and of course the fat powder of the women and the shouting of men and the sound of slapping the table.

The man in black walked through the shadows into the hall and into the backyard, which was quiet as if it were another world. There seems to be a smaller figure in this backyard, this person is hidden behind the wall, and he is wrapped from head to toe in a black night suit, how can Lin only see the approximate figure. Suddenly, the smaller man in black leaned in towards another person, who stood still at first, and then quickly collapsed. The smaller man in black dragged the corpse a few steps, lifted a bluestone brick on the ground, turned around and dragged the corpse to the entrance of the cave, kicked the corpse down, and then jumped in with him.

Lin lay on the roof and didn't dare to move, she thought, this dead man in black must know this person, with this person's martial arts, if he wasn't defenseless, he wouldn't have been killed before he even had time to say a word. Lin He seemed to be a cat at this time, and every pore stood up to feel the possible danger around him.

Like a nerd, he drank the wind on the roof of Bansu and listened to the sound of gambling cards in the hall opposite Bansu, and Lin did not see the people behind the bluestone slab come out again. Seeing that it was about to dawn, she had to turn around and go back to the camp.

Last night's fire in the barracks has been extinguished. There were only a few black marks on the ground, except for the burnt wooden utensils. Because the border troops have been fighting all year round, and the Right Army has a tradition of strict military discipline, the soldiers and generals are well-trained and of extremely high quality. Although there were many serious and minor injuries in the battalion, not many died. In the early morning, it was as if the camp had been attacked last night.

In the big tent in the middle of the camp, Zeng Yun, Yu Ji, and Wu Zhiheng were talking about something, only to see the big tent curtain being lifted, and Lin He walked in lightly. She pulled out three silver needles from her waist, a broken knife, and a fragment of her night coat on the table, "Spoils of war." ”

Wu Zhiheng looked at Lin He from head to toe, and after seeing that she was unharmed, he turned his mouth to the ground and said to Lin He with a smile, "Spoils of war." ”

Lin looked over and saw eight corpses lying neatly side by side on the ground.