Chapter 33: Night Raid on the Creekside Camp

When the night is ugly,

The camp by the stream was quiet at the moment, and everyone was asleep, ready to nourish their strength and spirit for tomorrow's march.

There was only a small team of night guards by the fire, silently adding firewood, the faces of the five people reflected in the firelight were red, and one of the soldiers with a pockmarked face suddenly stood up: "Lao Tzu go and." ”

"Go far away, don't let the smell drift over." The companion laughed and scolded.

The pock-faced soldier shook his arms and walked behind the dark bushes, slowly unfastened his armor, and cursed in a low voice: "It's so troublesome to......

Just as he was in a good mood, a black shadow quietly touched behind him, suddenly covered the man's mouth, and the sharp dagger slashed through his throat, all in one go, without making a sound.

In the corner, there was a slow sound of undressing and dressing......

", Lao Tzu didn't bring a piece of paper, who sent some?"

The four soldiers who were chatting beside the fire cursed in a low voice, and finally a man with thick eyebrows and big eyes walked to the corner with an unhappy face.

He just walked around the corner, but he didn't see a figure, and he couldn't help but be stunned subconsciously, but it was this stunned look that made him follow in the footsteps of his companions......

The remaining three soldiers saw that there had been no movement over there, and at first they were suspicious, and they saw two companions walking out of the corner with their heads bowed shoulder-to-shoulder, and beckoned to the three of them, two of whom looked at each other and walked suspiciously.

Soon after, the four of them came back together, and the soldiers guarding the fire were adding firewood: "What are you doing, we still have to patrol the perimeter, don't delay......"

“……”

Helping the dead soldiers to sit down, one of them threw some purple branches into the fire, and gradually the whole camp was enveloped in a faint fragrance.

……

Wei Qingci slept in a bulky armor and clothes, and in his dream he was eating mooncakes and red bean paste, his favorite flavor with his family.

But suddenly, my sister got up and slapped herself......

"This son of a bitch." Wei Qingci took the hand on his face, glared at the sleeping Jia Langzhong fiercely, turned over and looked up at the fire not far away, and there were five soldiers sitting beside him.

"I'm fucking lazy, and I don't patrol around to see ......"

muttering a few words in his heart, Wei Qingci didn't bother to meddle in things, closed his eyes and turned to sleep, wanting to continue to get together with his family in his dreams.

"What does it smell like?"

Wei Qingci suddenly opened his eyes again, the bridge of his nose had been interrupted by the beast-skin warrior before, although Jia Langzhong helped him find a lot of herbal treatment, but he still couldn't smell the irritation.

But at this time, the nose smelled a faint fragrance, but it irritated the wound a little.

Quietly pretending to be asleep and turning over, Wei Qingci quietly looked at the five people not far away in the dark, and his suspicions became more and more serious:

"Even if it's to come and look after the fire so that the mountain wind doesn't start a fire, but sit for so long?"

"The head of the man in the middle, on the shoulders of a big man?"

"Is this a basis??"

Wei Qingci slowly reached out to cover Jia Langzhong's mouth beside him and gently pushed him awake.

Jia Langzhong opened his eyes in a daze, and saw Wei Qingci who was close at hand, and his brain boomed...... What is this for? This kid finally can't stand the loneliness and wants to 'attack' me?!

He remembered the deep fear he had felt in the dormitory of the Beicheng military camp for the past few nights, and subconsciously clamped his legs tightly......

At this time, Shen Tu Zhengrong, who had always been vigilant, also woke up.

Wei Qingci hurriedly glanced at him, and his voice was almost imperceptible: "What smell?" ”

The two of them gently sniffed at the same time as they smelled the faint fragrance.

Jia Langzhong's head stepped back, his hands folded on the side of his head, and his eyes rolled.

This is wonderful, the drug has evolved like this, his feet must not smell good! …… Wei Qingqi glanced in the direction of the fire.

Shentu Zhengrong has always been smart, and he understood it in an instant, and suddenly shouted: "I drank too much water at night, who will accompany Lao Tzu to pee?" ”

The four people by the fire looked at each other, and the man in the middle still maintained the posture of a bird, not moving at all.

Wei Qingci immediately answered: "Together, we have been holding back all night." ”

Gao Wanxi next to him said in a daze: "Go early and return early, pay attention to safety." ”

Wei Qingci and the three of them staggered towards the fire, secretly holding their breath.

Seeing this, one of the soldiers on the night patrol scolded: "What are you doing here to pee?" Get out of the way. ”

At this time, the purple wood branch did not burn for long, and the medicinal effect was not enough.

"Let's borrow a fire." As he spoke, Wei Qingci bent down to pick up a burning wooden stick, turned around and stabbed the face of the person closest to him.

"Ahh

The terrible howl suddenly sounded in the quiet night, and many people woke up one after another.

Shentu Zhengrong and Jia Langzhong also reacted very quickly, and at the moment when Wei Qingci made a move, they stabbed the dagger hidden in their hands towards the nearest person.

Maybe it was a few patrol soldiers who found dry firewood by mistake? It's impossible!

On the march, food and unknown items that you don't know must not be touched, which is an iron rule in the army.

Besides, even if it's really dark and you can't see clearly, so close, can you still smell this fragrance?

Why don't you take it out and extinguish it when you smell it?

The people of the Beicheng military camp would never be such a rookie in the wild!

The dagger quenched the mixed poison juice refined by Jia Lang, and as soon as it pierced through the gap in the armor, the two of them widened their eyes and wanted to resist, but they suddenly felt numb all over, and they could only make a 'ho-ho' sound from their throats, and they were killed directly after three breaths.

The only person who was not injured also took out a dagger and threw Jia Langzhong in an instant, and the sharp dagger stabbed him fiercely in the throat.

In the firelight, the dagger glowed black, and it was obviously quenched with poison.

Shen Tu Zhengrong next to him burst into a loud shout, his arm clasped the person's neck and twisted it fiercely, and with a 'click', the person directly collapsed to the ground.

Wei Qingci looked at the enemy who was covering his eyes and wailing, took out his dagger, and laughed fiercely, living a big villain......

But Shen Tu Zhengrong, who had just finished dealing with the two enemies, walked over directly and wiped his throat cleanly with a dagger.

Wei Qingci: "......"

Don't you know that I want 'economic' development?!

This happened very quickly, and as soon as the other soldiers woke up, they saw that their comrades had been killed, and they all shouted angrily: "The enemy is attacking, catch them quickly!" ”

Jia Langzhong kicked the fire and hurriedly stomped on the burning purple wood: "What a group of pigs, take a good look at whether we are friends or enemies." ”

Liu Shangyong walked over with a cold face, glanced at the five corpses on the ground, and his eyes froze: "What's the matter?" ”

With the exception of one of them, he recognized the other four as not his own soldiers.

Wei Qingci and Shentu Zhengrong spread their hands and asked Jia Langzhong to explain: "This is purple sunken wood, and it will emit a misty fragrance after burning. ”

All the soldiers were shocked and hurriedly lined up to guard the surroundings.

The old wine head was wearing a white thin shirt, and walked over with Gao Wanxi with a bewildered face, and straightened his waist: "It's a good job, it's worthy of Lao Tzu's soldiers." ”

His subordinates have made meritorious contributions, and he naturally has more face as the leader.

But at this time,

Whew......

The sound of a rain of arrows breaking through the air rang out.

"Whew......"

The old wine head suddenly covered his ass and howled, and hurriedly hid behind everyone.

"Get cover!" Liu Shangyong slapped away the oncoming feather arrows with one palm, and with a shake of his body, he rushed behind the nearest tree.

"Oops,!" Wei Qingci rolled on the ground for a while, hid behind a big rock by the stream, and found that the four of Jia Langzhong were also hiding here.

Shentu Zhengrong looked at the white feather arrow stuck in his thigh: "Do you want to help?" ”

"No, you don't." Wei Qingci gritted his teeth, and stretched out his hand to pull out the feather arrow.

There was no end to the grievances in his heart: there was no one left, he didn't pick up the first one, and he was hit by an arrow......

Jia Langzhong hurriedly checked the feather arrow: "Fortunately, the enemy didn't use poison, I found some anesthetic before, and a little use can make you walk freely for a while." ”

As he spoke, he quickly poured hemostatic medicine and anesthetic medicine on Wei Qingci's thigh.

The old winemaker on the side said angrily: "Didn't you see that Lao Tzu was also injured? Give Lao Tzu treatment first! ”

The four of them were speechless for a while, everyone else slept in armor, but you were different, wearing big pants and a thin shirt.

Jia Langzhong stretched out his hand and tore off a strip of cloth on the old wine head, wrapped it around Wei Qingci's thigh, and then began to help the unlucky old man heal his injuries.

At this time, the feather arrow attack had stopped, and a roar came from the woods outside the camp: "Kill all the miscellaneous pieces of the north!" ”

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Wei Qingci carefully stretched out his head from behind the stone to look, and in the moonlight, he could only see many figures wearing animal skin armor, holding scimitars to kill.

The figures are crowded, and it is estimated that at least a hundred will go up.

Gao Wanxi's hand holding the knife was trembling: "Boss, aren't you a master of tracking?" Why haven't you found out so close? ”

"Don't you think the enemy has an anti-tracking master?" The old wine head lay on the ground and felt a fire in his heart, and his buttocks were even hotter and more painful, and he scolded:

"It's all for Lao Tzu!"

Wei Qingci and Shen Tu Zhengrong glanced at each other, and rushed out with a knife.

Although he was besieged by the enemy's night attack, this is also a walking feat......

Jia Langzhong helped the old wine head finish bandaging the wound on his buttocks, and pulled out his saber: "Old Gao, don't let me look down on you again." ”

Gao Wanxi's face was red, and the four of them agreed to share life and death at dinner, but now they are cowardly again?

"Fuck it, it's a big deal."

Hearing this, Jia Langzhong smiled, and followed Gao Wanxi, who shouted courageously, and killed him behind him.