In the first half of the night, he nibbled on compressed biscuits, drank cold water into his stomach, and slept well, using the complex machine of his body to generate heat.

In the second half of the night, he turned over and got out from under the quilt, and made preparations for the attack, tying the shoulder armor of the fine scale armor to his shoulder, and tying the belt of the belly guard to his waist, the scabbard of the horizontal knife hung behind his back, the bow and crossbow on his left waist, and the crossbow arrow on his right waist.

Before setting off, he decided to take care of his black fat first, and not let it starve to death in this devil's city.

Li Siye descended to the bottom of the cliff through the rope and came to the black fat face, more than a month ago it was still with a big belly and a round waist, and its fur was soft and smooth, but after more than a month, it was as thin as a dry donkey, its hair fell out as if it was dyed with brown spots, and its ribs could be seen from under the skin.

He touched the horse's mane, took out two compressed biscuits from his bosom, broke them in the pocket, poured cold water into it, stirred it with his hand a few times, and reached it to the black fat mouth.

Li Siye said anxiously: "Old man, you have to eat, if you don't eat, you will starve to death here." ”

The black fat lowered its head and stuck out its tongue to lick it in the pocket, perhaps sensing the strange smell of the compressed biscuits, then retracted its tongue and paused, as if considering the hunger and taste which was more important, and then it poked its head down and licked the soup in the pocket with a clatter.

It was also once a decent horse, at ease in the prince's eastern palace, with an abundant supply of bean cakes and oats every day. After following his master, he can be regarded as suffering a lot. Li Siye leaned his docile horse face against his chest and whispered, "Don't worry, I won't let you die here." ”

As soon as he said this, he slowly moved in the direction of the embers of the campfire, stopping every ten steps to check the movement.

The bandits' side is still on duty in turn, holding a horizontal knife next to the ash pile is Zhang Kuo, he is also really sleepy, his head is lowered and his body is swinging in the whimpering autumn wind, seeing that his body is about to slowly fall forward, he suddenly raised his head and looked left and right, his hands supported the handle of the knife hard, and continued to fight with the Sandman.

The main thing for the predator is patience, remembering that he once read a book about wolves, and the most powerful weapon of wolves is their perseverance, waiting in ambush all night for a successful ambush, attacking when the enemy is most likely to be careless.

Zhang Kuo is a powerful character, his alertness is very high, and doing it in front of him is basically equivalent to looking for death.

Li Siye prostrate on the cold ground, patiently waiting for his opponent to change the guard. After nearly half an hour, Zhang Kuo really poked the knifeman lying in the sheep felt with the handle of the knife, and said vaguely: "Wake up, it's your turn." ”

The swordsman was not ambiguous, and immediately turned over from the ground and stood up, rolled the sheep felt as a cloak on his body, and began to stand guard with his knife.

After a short time, Zhang Kuo lay in the sheep felt and snored, the knife man swayed with the knife, stabilized his body when he was about to fall, opened his eyes in a daze and looked left and right, and then saw the camel kneeling behind him, slowly moving his steps and retreating, leaning on it, it seemed to be standing, but there was already thunder in his nostrils.

This is where the disadvantage comes when the team meets the individual, and you can't ask everyone to be as cautious as you are.

Li Siye looked up at Xianyue, half of it was hidden in the black clouds, his time had come, his body began to slowly climb forward, now the visibility was very low, only as close as possible could he kill with one blow.

The only source of light around these people was the campfire that had not yet burned out, and the dark red ash was still radiating heat around it, and for a moment, the unburned branches suddenly lit up again, igniting a little spark, but gradually dimming.

Li Siye raised the crossbow, the swordsman was tilting his head and snoring, the long neck was exposed in front of him, he only had to pull the trigger, the crossbow arrow penetrated his throat and splashed blood, and he could harvest a life. However, he deviated from his gaze and looked at the two water bags on Qingma's body.

There seemed to be a difficult multiple-choice question, which made the crossbow arrow between the person's throat and the water bag inconsistent, but in the next moment, Li Siye's eyes approached the sight, and quickly pulled the string, and the crossbow arrow came instantly, overlapping and piercing the two water bags, and the war horse neighed in pain.

Li Siye did not hesitate to fight, immediately retreated, and ran towards the rock tower.

The swordsman preemptively brandished his blade and chased after him, as if this would cover his dereliction of duty, Li Siye instantly pounced under the rock tower, dragged the hemp rope upward, and the remaining rope below was quickly coiled around his waist.

Another feather arrow was shot in the dark, but Li Siye was not worried, even the moon was covered by black clouds, and if you could shoot it, you really saw a ghost.

When he reached the top, he quickly wound his crossbow and inserted his arrow, aimed it at the shadow running in the darkness, and shot it indiscriminately.

This attack is not for killing, but simply to scare off the enemy.

The swordsman scrambled his knife into its scabbard and turned back to his station. Zhang Kuo stood there with a boxwood bow, looking at him with a cold expression.

The swordsman pretended to be calm and asked Zhang Kuo and San'er, "Are you all right?" ”

"This guy wanted to come and sneak attack, but fortunately I found it early with sharp eyes, and I escaped quickly, like a rabbit, mother's."

San'er rubbed his eyes and looked at the two of them in a trance.

The corners of Zhang Kuo's mouth twitched, his eyes became more gloomy and angry, and he forced a sarcastic smile and said:

"The water bag was shot through, and the only two bags we had were on the ground."

The swordsman's expression froze for a moment, and he might still have a red face, but his face, which had already been blown dry and yellow by the wind knife in the desert, seemed to be invisible, and he sat on the ground with a knife and muttered: "Tigers also have times when they nap." ”

Zhang Kuo sat opposite him, his eyes staring sharply at the swordsman, deliberately suppressing his anger and saying, "You disrupted my steps, without water, we are on the edge of this sun-exposed desert, I'm afraid we won't be able to hold out for three days." ”

"Then attack it in advance, he only has one man, and we have three."

"Okay," Zhang Kuo clapped his palms and said, "In view of this situation, we should start in advance, you come to climb the main attack, San'er goes around to the back to feint and distract him, and I use a bow and arrow to block it from a distance." What do you think? ”

"When?" The swordsman looked up and asked.

"The sooner the better, just around noon, the sun is blazing, and the line of sight is just right."

"Okay." The swordsman replied hesitantly.

As a result of his mistake, the hydration bag was destroyed by the prey and something had to be done. Zhang Kuo is a moody person, and he can do such things as killing his accomplices.

The sky is already dark, the newborn morning sun slowly rises at the end of the desert, and the Yadan stone pagoda glows a magnificent red in the morning sun, this is the most amazing moment of the day in Devil's City, but neither the enemy nor the enemy has the heart to enjoy such a beautiful scenery, and a hard-fought battle will start today.