Jianghu means like smoke are definitely not seen in the army, but among the rangers, it is not uncommon for rangers to know this kind of means of rivers and lakes.

In the rangers, there is a saying that the old way is the good way, and the smoke that has been passed down for I don't know how many years can still be preserved today, and it still has strong vitality, and this method will never be outdated.

Jia Lang's smoke is the most widely circulated agarwood in the rivers and lakes, this is a very domineering kind of smoke, according to him, not to mention people, even if it is a cow, you will faint if you take a puff.

A puff of smoke was spit into the closed tent, and the tent became a gas chamber in Yan Liqiang's eyes, as long as he entered after five breaths, the people who were sleeping heavily in the tent were even more like dead pigs, with knives and axes on them, and they were unconscious.

Zuo Yuquan carried a sword into the tent, and Mao Taishun also carried a knife into the tent......

In the end, only Jia Lang and Yan Liqiang were left outside, Jia Lang was blowing smoke in one tent after another, and Yan Liqiang was still on guard outside, in the dark, he could still clearly hear the faint sound of chopping flesh and bones in the surrounding tents, and all the terrifying aura was shrouded in the tents one by one.

Xu Meng was the first to walk out of the tent, when he opened the tent curtain, a smell of blood came out of the tent, his face and hands splashed a few drops of blood, he carried a bulging sack in one hand, from the shape of the sack, it contained about four heads, and thick blood continued to drip from under the sack, and he held a bloodstained knife in his other hand, and his eyes flashed with a layer of cold light......

Jia Lang beckoned to him, pointed to another tent that he had blown into the smoke, Xu Meng laughed fiercely, tiptoed over quickly with a big knife, and then got into it again......

Xu Meng had just gotten into it here, and Zhao Bing had already come out of his tent, just like Xu Meng, Zhao Bing was also carrying a bulging sack oozing blood in his hand, Jia Lang beckoned, and Zhao Bing quickly went to the second tent......

The headhunting team has a clear division of labor, just like mushroom pickers, constantly harvesting the tents one by one.

But the accident still happened, just when Jia Lang came to the outside of the seventh tent, and just as he was about to spit out smoke with a dagger, a sudden shout suddenly appeared in the tent, "Bang Gulu......"

Bang Gulu - This is the meaning of someone in the Shatu language.

As soon as the words started, a long knife stabbed out directly from the open top, and the tip of the knife pierced out of the tent one step ahead of the copper pipe in Jia Lang's hand......

Not good, it was discovered!

It is estimated that the Shatu people in the tent were sleeping more vigilantly, and Jia Lang was spotted as soon as he approached the tent over there.

"Haron Sa......" In a loud shout of "there is an enemy" in the Shatu language, there was a bang, and a Shatu fierce man wearing pajamas and a beard split the tent with a knife, rushed out, and saw that Jia Lang was still on the ground, and a knife was like Jia Lang slashing over, the knife was like practice, and the movements were sharp, it was not a mediocre hand......

But the knife of the big man did not cut Jia Lang's body, because as soon as Jia Lang was discovered, Yan Liqiang, who was on guard outside, rushed over.

Yan Liqiang took out the knife, the knife light was like a line, and he slashed against the knife light of the sand tu man, just one knife, the head of the sand tu man flew up, and the blood on his neck sprayed directly, and the real person fell to the ground with a bang.

"Let's go......" Yan Liqiang and Jia Lang whispered, and then rushed to the tent.

There were three Shatu people living in that tent, in addition to the Shatu man, there was also a twenty-year-old and a seventeen or eighteen-year-old Shatu man, and the two people in the back were a little slower, but when Yan Liqiang rushed in, they were still wearing pajamas, and they had already picked up weapons in their hands, one of them had a short dagger in his hand, and the other person could only hold a wooden stick between the sharpened ones......

The person holding the dagger screamed directly, stabbed at Yan Liqiang, and the one holding the stick also raised the stick and smashed it towards Yan Liqiang's head.

Compared with the big man outside just now, these two Shatu people are ordinary goods, so it is naturally impossible to hurt Yan Li and Qiang again.

With a flash of swords, the heads of both men flew up at the same time......

Yan Liqiang turned around and rushed out of the tent, Jia Lang had already rushed quickly towards the place where everyone had left their horses before, and his hand was still holding the head of the big man who had just been cut off by Yan Liqiang.

Zuo Yuquan, Mao Taishun, Xu Meng, and Zhao Bing heard the movement outside, and knew that they had been discovered by the Shatu people, so they had all rushed out of the tent quickly, and they didn't ask anything, they just turned around and ran......

"Let's go......" Yan Liqiang yelled at the four people, but he took a knife and rushed towards a tent.

"Haronsa......

"Haronsa......

The surrounding tents were agitated, and Shatu people kept shouting and rushing out of the tents......

The Shatu man in a tent next to him had just rushed out with a scimitar, Yan Liqiang had already stabbed it with a knife, directly pierced the Shatu man's chest, and then kicked it out, directly kicking the Shatu man backwards and flying into the tent again, knocking the people behind him into the tent, and there were a few muffled snorts from the tent.

"Whew......" An arrow flew past Zuo Yuquan's head, which shocked Zuo Yuquan, who was rapidly evacuating, as soon as he turned his head, he saw that more than fifty meters away from him, a tent rushed out of a Shatu man with a bow, just now the Shatu man shot an arrow at him in a hurry, but fortunately did not hit, just when the Shatu man wanted to draw the bow for the second time, Zuo Yuquan's heart was slightly cold, with a bang, an arrow flew over, directly through the neck of the Shatu man, and shot the person to the ground, around the tent, there were also Shatu people rushing out with bows, but they didn't wait for them to see the surrounding situation clearly to open the bow, XiuxiuAfter three arrows, the three Shatu people holding the bow all fell to the ground, and they all killed with one arrow......

Zuo Yuquan looked at it, but it was Yan Liqiang's arrow, at this moment, Yan Liqiang had already put away his knife, untied the bow on his back, and was breaking it for them, shooting down several archers among the Shatu people.

In the blink of an eye, the movement of the Shar-Tu camp became even louder, there were lit fires everywhere, the whole camp was clamoring, and the few patrols of the Shar-Tu were quickly running towards this side.

"Let's go......" Zuo Yuquan, who was carrying the sack, shouted, and the whole person ran towards the place where the horses were with all his might, at this time, everyone really even took out the strength to eat, and in the ears of everyone who was running, only the sound of Yan Liqiang's bowstring and the screams of the Shatu people could be heard, Yan Liqiang not only broke them off, but also seemed to deliberately make a movement, and ran in the direction of the other side behind Zuo Yuquan who rushed out of the tent, and Zuo Yuquan staggered an angle from their direction.

In the darkness, the visibility was not high, after Zuo Yuquan and their figures rushed out of the camp a hundred meters away, there were not many people who could see them clearly, those Shatu people who had just rushed out of the tent, facing the darkness and chaos, only instinctively chased in the direction where Yan Liqiang was.

The patrol of the Shatu people also chased after them, but as soon as they chased them out of the camp, the horse lantern in the patrol's hand was directly shot out by Yan Liqiang.

When Zuo Yuquan and the others ran to the place where the rhinosaurus horses were parked, behind them, there was not a single pursuer, and all the Shatu people who chased them out were in the other direction, at least four or five hundred meters away from them, and those people were the pursuers who were led astray by Yan Liqiang.

At this time, in the camp of the Shatu people, there were already many Shatu cavalry with torches and rhinosaurus horses chasing after them.

Everyone pulled up the stakes on the ground, hung the sacks containing their heads on the saddle one by one, and quickly got on their horses.

"Brother Wang hasn't come yet......," Mao Taishun, who had climbed on the rhino dragon horse, shouted.

"I'm coming......" The grass next to him shook, and Yan Liqiang had already rushed out and jumped on the back of the dark cloud covered with snow as fast as he could.

Not far away, the Shatu people who were led astray by Yan Liqiang shouted and chased Yan Liqiang towards this side, and the cavalry of the Shatu people who rushed out of the camp also rushed here, and the people who rode the rhino dragon horse glanced at each other, and found that everyone was there, Zuo Yuquan shouted "go", and with a whip, the six rhino dragon horses neighed, and rushed towards the distance. Behind them, more than 200 Sharmut cavalry, one by one with red eyes and howling wolves, waved the weapons in their hands, and chased after them through gritted teeth......