Chapter 8: The Wolf Is Coming
After resting for about a quarter of an hour, whether it was the group of cannon fodder in Wushan or the convoy behind everyone, they all moved.
This walk is another three hours.
When the night was about to fall completely, the group finally found a ruined temple that could accommodate them.
It's a pity that Wushan, a group of cannon fodder, is not qualified to enter the broken temple at all, and the broken temple is occupied by that group of rich students and their guards.
And the mustachioed general also gave an order for the cannon fodder regiment to raise a bonfire outside the ruined temple and rest in place.
Wu Shan squinted and looked at the situation in the broken temple, the gate was guarded by two guards of the second realm of qi and blood, there was a burst of laughter and laughter in the broken temple, and Xiong Er, who had a good sense of smell, also smelled a smell of wine.
"Big brother, there's wine!"
Xiong Er's tone of voice was like that of a little daughter-in-law, as if she had seen a certain piece of gold and silver jewelry that she loved very much, and she was very eager for it.
It's a pity that the little daughter-in-law couldn't ask for it, and she was very aggrieved.
Xiong swallowed a mouthful of saliva, glanced at the ruined temple, shook his head and said nothing.
"Xiong Er, don't be greedy! When you arrive in Qinghe County and receive the silver, my brother invites you to drink and drink flower wine! ”
"Really!"
Xiong Er pushed Wushan with his back, as if he was reconfirming, and his tone was very happy.
"It's more real than pearls!"
"Thank you, Brother Wushan!"
It didn't take long for two guards to carry two bags of marijuana and throw them out of the ruined temple.
Wushan, Xiong Da, and Xiong Er, who had long been experienced, rushed up and grabbed the most cakes.
Dressed in dry cakes with a wooden fork and baked hot over a campfire, it was nothing short of a luxury for this group of hungry people.
The surrounding group of beggars and refugees who did not grab food, looking at the dry cakes in Wushan's hands, their eyes were green, most of them were swallowing saliva, and greed slowly condensed and multiplied in their eyes.
It's a pity that the physique of Wushan, Xiong Da, and Xiong Er and three people is there, and they are not easy to mess with at first glance.
The night is deep and the people are quiet!
The cold wind blows through the surrounding woods and weeds, and the rustling sound makes people drowsy.
"Big brother, big brother Wu, there are wolves!"
Wushan, who was half-squinting, was instantly awakened by Xiong Er's low, nervous voice, Wushan raised his eyes and looked around, a pair of green eyes in the woods flashed and disappeared for a while, silently, and extremely weird.
It's not a wolf, it's a pack of wolves!
The wolves quietly surrounded the broken temple, and Wu Shan clutched the spear that he held in his arms while sleeping, and asked Xiong Er in a whisper in a slightly trembling voice.
"Can you see how many there are?"
"No less than three hundred, Brother Wu, this is not an ordinary wolf pack, this is a wolf den, there must be a wolf king hidden around."
Wushan gasped, three hundred wild wolves, this number makes people's scalp tingle.
Don't look at the cannon fodder regiment, there are more than 100 people, but there are at most about a dozen people who can really act as combat power.
And in the broken temple, the group of rich students and guards added up to no more than fifty people, and General Mustache was only a small team of ten people, and the gap between the two sides was very large.
Just when Wushan and Xiong Er discovered the wolves, in the ruined temple, General Mustache, Steward Luo, and several guard leaders all gathered together, communicating in voices that only a few people could hear.
"Are the guards ready?"
"Everything is ready, except for the guards who personally protect the young masters of each family, everything is already in place."
"Where's the general?"
"Don't worry, the trapping net and the Soul Bell are ready, just wait for the wolf king to appear."
It was Steward Luo and General Mustache who spoke, as well as a strong, strong-spirited guard leader.
"This litter of wild wolves, I have long wanted to get rid of them, every time I let the black wolf king escape, hurt them, and it will form a disaster again after a while."
"Don't worry, there are so many untouchables out there this time, and they are all food that is about to reach their mouths, and they will not easily retreat."
"That's right, but you can't let them all fold here, there will be no shortage of beasts and monsters along the way."
"You know, you often run on this road, and everyone knows it."
Several people hid in the dark, whispering from time to time, and at the same time paying attention to the cannon fodder group outside the temple and the wolves in the distance, all of them narrowed their eyes slightly, their breath became long, and a fierce aura was hidden.
At the same time, the group of rich students were all woken up by their personal guards, collectively silenced, and hid in the dark.
I don't know when, the bonfire in the broken temple was also extinguished.
If it weren't for knowing in advance that there were people in the broken temple, Wushan would have felt that there was only a group of cannon fodder in this deep mountain and old forest.
Wu Shan's brows furrowed, and the situation in front of him flashed quickly in his mind, thinking about countermeasures.
"The bonfires in the ruined temple are all extinguished, which means that they must have spotted the wolves in advance."
"And after discovering the wolves, no one came to warn the members of the cannon fodder regiment, how ruthless and ill-intentioned is this?"
"Pathfinder...... That's nice...... After all, it's still cannon fodder...... Bait ......"
"My life...... It's just worth ...... Ten taels of silver? ”
"And...... I haven't even got any money! ”
The situation has been laid out, and Wushan, a group of cannon fodder, has become a bait and a shield.
Outside the temple, scholar Duan Yiming was also woken up by the bear's shouting, and at this moment he was holding a long sword, staring at the green wolf eyes around him, trembling.
"Big bear, yell, wake them up!"
Xiong Da was stunned for a moment, but immediately reacted and shouted loudly.
"The wolf is coming!"
Rumble!
Even if they are beggars and refugees, in this deep mountain and old forest, they are also a little vigilant.
Because, no one wants to die, even the lowest existence.
Xiong Da's voice completely woke up the 100 or so people in the cannon fodder group.
The sharp-eyed, in the chaos, has found the pair of green eyes around them.
"Wolf ......"
"It's a pack of wolves!"
"Where...... ...... in the woods"
"Where?"
“……”
After a moment of chaos and noise, the cannon fodder group was completely quiet, and everyone turned their backs to the campfire, vigilantly staring at the wolves around them.
There were many people, but there were few bonfires, and the people of the cannon fodder regiment completely blocked the bonfires behind them.
As the campfire was obscured and the light diminished, wolves the size of calves leaped out of the woods and surrounded the cannon fodder.
At this time, Wushan, Xiong Da, Xiong Er, and scholar Duan Yiming had already been reminded by Wushan, and in the chaotic noise just now, they quietly leaned towards the broken temple.
"I didn't see that there are a few smart people in this group of untouchables!"
"General, do you want to drive them back?"
General Mustache shook his head, didn't say anything, didn't give any instructions, and let Wushan, Xiong Da, Xiong Er, and scholar Duan Yiming lean over and quietly entered the broken temple.
General Mustache came out of this group of cannon fodder regiments all the way from Yamen, but he knew that Wushan and Duan Yiming were the only two scholars in this group of cannon fodder, and General Mustache didn't mind showing his goodwill without affecting the overall situation.
In this world, life and death are fateful, wealth is in the sky, who can know that among these people, there will be no one who will ride the wind in the future?