Everyone understood, and Sun Duwei asked again: "When will we attack?" ”

"What's the hurry? He has a large army in his hands, and he is sure that we will attack Weicheng, so he will wait for us to come to the door. The man pressed the battlements, "Let him wait a little longer, for this season is the right time to sleep in the wilderness." ”

The generals laughed. In the late autumn of the Panlong Wasteland, the temperature drops vertically to minus three or four degrees at night, and people stand guard in the wilderness for a night, and the wind and sand can wear off half of their faces. If their opponents had arrived here directly from Baling Country, they would have been able to see the ruthlessness of the Coiling Dragon Wasteland tonight.

It wasn't until two hours later that the recharged Gale Army received the order to prepare for departure.

"Captain Sun, Captain Liu, you take 5,000 men and horses to Weicheng, play my banner, and the more publicity, the better." The leader finally ordered, "There is no need to fight in the face of a strong enemy, just retreat to Puxigou and hold on." ”

"He firmly believed in the speed of soldiers, and he took more than 10,000 people by surprise to beat us. Such a bold and reckless advance, once it fails, there is not even backup and supplies. This is the death hole, and the harder you poke it, the better. By the way, which of you has time to shoot down the big wither, get rid of the enemy's eyeline, and facilitate follow-up actions. ”

Both of their eyes lit up: "Yes!" ”

"Captain Xiao, bring the Baling military uniform you have prepared. The original plan remained the same, and we stole the city. ”

A quarter of an hour later, the gate of Puxigou City opened, and the red armor and angry horses of the Gale Army galloped out.

Several big flags in the army are waving in the wind, and there is only a big character on them:

Red!

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Walking into the Ghost Needle Stone Forest, the air suddenly became humid.

Autumn in the Panlong Wasteland is very dry, and lighting a fire can burn a large area of land. However, the Ghost Needle Stone Forest has holes and holes, high cliffs and valleys, the high cliffs block the sun, and the low valleys store rainwater, so although the river has long been diverted, the stone forest is still much wetter than the rest of the wasteland.

In autumn, the dense vegetation is still half green.

Some of the shady surfaces at the bottom of the rock walls even have ponds and streams, where drumming shrimp and small fish sneak under the crevices of the rocks.

Plants also release warm water vapor. As soon as He Lingchuan walked in, he saw rut marks on the wet mud floor.

That's not going to work.

"Is the road ahead so muddy?" The valley they entered was also too vapour, and it was not too easy for the Balingians to trace the marks on the ground.

In order to avoid the strong enemy and gain time, General Nan Ke decisively ordered the whole army to turn to the Ghost Needle Stone Forest. He knew very well that the roads in this place were wide in all directions, extremely wide in the wide places, but also extremely narrow in the narrow places, and had never been man-made, and it was unrealistic for all the people to be crowded on one road.

So he divided the whole army into four, with varying numbers of people on each road, and each marched with a portion of merchants and wagons.

All four teams choose different paths, which can also confuse the enemy and minimize losses.

Fortunately, the Ghost Needle Stone Forest is a necessary way for business travelers, so each team can be assigned a guide who is familiar with the place.

He Lingchuan's team on this road, the fire chief Liu Tong's hands stinked so bad. The sixteen teams had to draw two broken lots, and the others cheered after drawing, only Liu Tong grabbed the sign and glanced at it, his face was like earth.

Needless to say, their nine-man squad had to stay behind.

The door panel glared angrily and scolded: "Did you dare to draw lots without washing your hands after squatting in the pit?" ”

Liu Tong had nothing to refute, rushed to the front to negotiate, and finally won a guide to come back.

The guide was also reluctant to cry and mourn, and he didn't even want to speak. I don't know how he usually doesn't attract people in the caravan, so he will be thrown into the broken team. What's the difference between this and sending to death?

He Lingchuan patted him on the shoulder: "Show us the way, you will definitely be able to survive." ”

The guide sighed: "Please, everyone, I still have an eighty-year-old mother and a two-year-old baby to raise." ”

"Then there are only four or five people in your family." The door panel pointed to the thin man and said, "There are more than a dozen people in his family, all of whom point to him." ”

"Alright, don't make a fuss." Liu Tong made a straight face, "This place is good, let's make a few traps." ”

Just because the ten of them want to slow down the Baling army, all kinds of clever work have to be arranged.

Everyone had already walked more than ten feet and entered a bamboo forest. Bamboo is still very rare in the Panlong Wasteland, although it is full of moisture, but the bamboo is far less thick than in the south, but thin and long, like a whip.

Born as a wicker hunter, it is the old business to set up traps and traps. He Lingchuan's past few dreams were to eliminate demons, and he also learned a lot of skills from her, so he helped at this time.

Everyone worked together and quickly made five or six traps. The simplest way is to put the bamboo with spikes, bend it, and then lay the thread near the ground. As soon as the enemy touches the silk thread, they will be hit by the rush of bamboo.

There are also sharp nails on the bamboo, which feels too sour.

After making the trap, everyone cautiously withdrew more than ten zhang and hid their bodies with the help of solid rock.

After the first wave of enemies was hit, they had to observe the movements of the Baling people and then plan for the next deterrent.

Yes, a trap can't hurt a few people, but it can greatly deter opponents and slow them down.

In addition, what the hell is hitting the wall, the trick of the eyes, it is quite useful to deal with civilians, but it has no effect on the enemy army that is also blessed by Yuan Li.

As long as the Yuan Force is not too weak, people can also see through it at a glance.

Then the crowd waited with bated breath.

A good hunter must also have a lot of patience. Last night, they hunted the bear demon, and they lay on the edge of the pond for three hours.

Therefore, they stared at the bamboo forest in front of them and waited for more than two quarters of an hour.

The thin man couldn't help but mutter: "Why haven't you come yet?" ”

"Isn't it good that you didn't come?" Liu Tong shouted at him to silence, "Shhh ”

Another half hour passed.

The sky is getting late, and the wind is gradually rising, blowing the bamboo forest, and the leaves are innumerable.

But other than that, there was nothing here.

He Lingchuan only saw a large toad walking through the path as if no one was around, jumping above the thin line of the trap.

I can't even catch a toad.

"Two quarters of an hour will be in hand." The thin man killed a mosquito on his face, "In the open fifteen-mile land, the Baling people can't walk here?" ”

"Don't wait, let's move on." Liu Tong said decisively, "While you can still see rut marks." ”

They didn't know that the Baling Army had actually arrived in the Ghost Needle Stone Forest a long time ago.

The army pressed the border, but it just didn't go inside.

Torches had been lit in the rear to light the way, but the front army soon gave the order: "Extinguish the torches, not a single one will be left!" ”

The leading general has a scar on his face, and it is Hua Mucuo, the main general of Baling who occupied Weicheng. He stared at the iconic outer stone screen of the Ghost Needle Stone Forest for a while before asking, "Nan Ke's army has all entered, are you sure?" ”

The witherers in the sky could see clearly that Nan Ke himself had indeed entered, and his army was divided into several roads. But the fog and shadows in the stone forest are too heavy, and the witherers can't see it. ”

"Just go in." A strange smile appeared on Hua Mu Tso's face, "The four thousand men and horses in the rear wing turned around to guard the northern exit of the Ghost Needle Stone Forest. Remember, no one is allowed to light a fire, not a single star; No one is allowed to step into the Ghost Needle Stone Forest! Panlong's soldiers, come out and kill one by one! ”

The men took the order and left.

Hua Mu Cuo looked at the ghost needle stone forest in the twilight, and said slowly: "Nan Ke, Nan Ke, I hope you come out alive, so that I can gouge out my eyes and skin and comfort my brother's spirit in the sky!" ”

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He Lingchuan and the others pursued in the direction of the large army, and at the same time did not forget to eliminate the ruts left by the convoy.

But the rear was always quiet, and no one caught up.

The sun had set, and the Ghost Needle Stone Forest was shrouded in darkness. The Baling army has no scruples, and it stands to reason that they should always light torches to chase people.

However, it was pitch black behind, and only the sound of the wind whimpering.

Didn't they catch up?

Or did it happen that there were no chasing soldiers along the way, was Liu Tong and others too lucky?

The door panel muttered: "Before leaving, I pray to the heavenly mother, it really works!" ”

Wicker looked sideways: "You've never done that before?" ”

The door panel smiled dryly: "No, sometimes it's too busy......"

A "shhhhh

However, it was He Lingchuan who spoke out, not Liu Tong. He whispered, "There's movement ahead!" ”

Another gust of wind blew, and the wicker, the thin man, and others also heard it, and heard the voices of the people.

Far away, but it seems to be- screaming?

Everyone glanced at each other and sneaked over.

If you want to sneak quietly in the jungle, the most important thing is the word "slow", especially if each person is also leading a horse, and the horse can't make too much noise. After walking out of more than ten zhang, there was a flash of fire in front of them, a horse neighing and a roar, and the team members also noticed that slender white silk began to appear on the plants around them.

This is, net?

The guide grabbed Liu Tong's arm and waved his hand vigorously, meaning that he couldn't go.

The team ignored it.

As a broken team, at least find out what's going on.

They hid downwind, and when they pushed back the thick foliage, they saw a slope leading directly in front of them to the mountain wall, and on the slope were sixteen or seventeen men and seven or eight horses.

The men brandished torches, swords stabbing only at the ground.

They seem to be surrounded by a black tide, which moves, hisses, and fluffs......

The fire was scorching, and He Lingchuan saw what surrounded them clearly, and suddenly felt terrified.

Spider!

Spiders as dense as the tide, each larger than a cat, were frantically attacking the guards. Thousands of spiders scratched their claws and feet on the ground, and the rustling sound of the convergence was like the tide crashing on the shore.

More than a dozen spiders were killed at any given moment, but their companions immediately filled their positions and rushed to bite them. Some were Splatoon warriors, brewing for a long time, then turning their heads and aiming their bellies at humans, spewing out a large handful of dense cobwebs.

This kind of cobweb is amazingly sticky, even with the help of Yuan Li, it is difficult for the sword to cut for a while. Several of the guards were covered in cobwebs, and they didn't have time to clean them up, and they soon became more and more wrapped.

There were also spiders that were so big that they were about to catch up with the jackals, and after spraying, they pulled their webs and tried to drag them down the hill.

They are not afraid of torches, nor do they care about the Yuan Force of the soldiers.