Under the guidance of the six silly eagles, Yang Chuan walked into a valley with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

On a cliff deep in the valley, there is a hidden cave, which is the hiding place he prepared for Sister Leopard and the stupid eagles.

'What the hell is going on?' ’

As he gradually entered the depths of the valley, Yang Chuan couldn't help but feel suspicious in his heart, and a layer of sweat slowly appeared in his palms.

You must know that in this mountain and forest, Sister Leopard plus six golden eagles can be regarded as the highest combat power, even if there are tigers and brown bears, they are not afraid, anyway, these goods are running fast, and there are basically no natural enemies.

So, what kind of powerful opponent did Sister Leopard encounter?

Another pack of snow leopards? Or a cheetah?

If that's the case, aren't you in a hurry to deliver food to others?

At this moment, two roars of Sister Leopard came from the depths of the valley, anxious, with a slight sense of relief, it seemed that it knew that Yang Chuan was coming.

Yang Chuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Sister Leopard's roar was full of anger, she should not be injured, and she did not encounter any life and death crisis...... But why is it anxious?

By the way, it's big hair and small hair!

Yang Chuan quickly made a judgment: those two snacks may have been caught by others......

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After two incense sticks, Yang Chuan finally felt a distance into the depths of the valley.

The mountain road is rugged and difficult to walk, coupled with the snowy night, it is almost a step and three times, if it were not for Yang Chuan's perennial exercise of various running postures, the body is as light as the old ape, I am afraid that he would have gotten out of the house.

Sister Leopard suddenly appeared.

It leapt out from behind a larch tree, landed lightly beside Yang Chuan, bit the hem of his sheepskin robe, and led him into a dense forest on his left hand.

Six silly eagles hovered overhead for a while, and flew straight into the woods.

"In the woods?"

Yang Chuan asked quietly, squatted down, took off his shoulder bag from his shoulder, and took out a few things from it, but it was a boning knife, a three-edged army thorn, two balls of wool rope, a delicate crossbow and a few bags of "condiments".

As a qualified cook, he often has some kind of professional characteristics when dealing with things, such as preparing to fight with people at the moment, and the first thing he considers is the fighting style of Ku Ding and the cattle......

In the depths of the dense forest, a small camp appeared at some point, surrounded by some stones and wood, and a lot of branches and stones used for camouflage were piled on it.

If it weren't for Sister Leopard and six silly eagles leading the way, it would not be easy to find this place.

I wonder who is hiding here. ’

It seems that two baby snow leopards ran around and strayed into it and were caught?

It's really possible.

Since those two snacks followed Yang Chuan, where do they still look like the king of the snow mountain? Those who eat and drink all day long will become two fat cats sooner or later!

Thinking to himself in his heart, Yang Chuan quietly approached the small camp, and vaguely, he heard someone talking in a low voice, and it turned out to be a Xiongnu language!

Huns!

Yang Chuan's first reaction was not fear and nervousness, but excitement.

If you hack a few Huns here, can you exchange them for a military merit? According to the calculation method of the army of the Han Empire, as long as the head of a Hun cavalryman can be chopped off, the 'lowly status' can be offset and the title can be upgraded to a knighthood.

Two heads, promoted to the rank of second class.

Four, eight, sixteen......

Of course, this is not a simple multiplier relationship, but also related to various situations, for example, the battle beheading is completely different from assassination, and in addition, a centurion's head is naturally worth a lot more than several ordinary shepherd's heads.

In addition, the more advanced the title, the more heads are needed, and if you want to upgrade to a marquis, it may be an astronomical amount.

Otherwise, that unlucky guy Li Guang would not have fought a lifetime of battles, but in the end, it was still difficult to seal the marquis, and he committed suicide in shame in the face of Wei Qing's questioning in the Battle of Mobei......

Yang Chuan looked sideways at Sister Leopard, and was just about to look up to see a few silly eagles, when he suddenly heard a "boom" sound of bowstring vibrating.

With a sharp arrow breaking through the air, Sister Leopard flipped off the stake one by one, quickly jumped behind a mountain rock, and quietly hidden.

It shouldn't have been missed.

Yang Chuan breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, his face became ugly.

Judging from the sound of the bowstring, the archer can at least pull out the eight-stone hard bow, which is comparable to the force value of the cousin's father!

Moreover, there were more than one or two people inside, because someone came out, and it seemed quite majestic: "Sanghe, that she-leopard again?" ”

"Yes, Venerable King Aries."

"It's just a snow leopard, why didn't you hit three arrows?"

"Haha, the king of Lou Fu looks down on the king of the snow mountain? That's the spirit of the snow-capped mountains, and it's the blessing of our grassland people. ”

"This king is just a little worried, but don't expose our whereabouts in order to shoot a snow leopard, and ruin King Zuoxian's big thing."

"What are you afraid of, with the king's four condor archers here, even if one or two hundred Han soldiers come, it will only be sent to death."

"I have to say that our Zuo Xian King is really a genius in the sky, using the golden cicada of the Han people's art of war to lead the main force of the Han army to the west... Hahahaha......"

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Yang Chuan was taken aback when he heard this.

It turned out to be the king of the two Huns!

And four Condor Shooters?

Yang Chuan has been in the grasslands of the Western Regions for several years, so he naturally knows the power of the condor archer, well, it is almost the archers of the level of "martial arts master" and "great grandmaster" that the Central Plains people say, and on the battlefield, it is equivalent to the existence of a sniper.

Two kings with four twos, isn't this a proper king bomb?

Yang Chuan realized that the Yinshan Mountain Range, which stretches for more than 2,000 miles, is the nest of the Huns.

Tsk, fortunately, he was cautious and did not expose his whereabouts, otherwise, if an arrow came over, he would not have the body of Sister Leopard......

What to do?

Fighting is definitely not able to beat people, even if it is a sneak attack, the condor shooter is definitely not very human, in the snowy night, even the snow leopard can be detected, it is simply not human.

However, if you want to say that let him go back to ventilate and report the news, and let the Shimen barrier garrison the Han army to besiege, this is enough to make people maddening, and what is the matter with him, a little beacon?

Yang Chuan squatted behind the mountain rock and muttered for a moment, and quickly made a decision: this credit must be grabbed in his own hands!

As for how to monetize it, do you share it with others...... Whatever, grab it first!

The plan has been decided, and Yang Chuan has hidden.

He is a weak person, so he naturally has to have the consciousness of a weak person, so he has learned to forbear since he was a child, and he can crawl in the ice and snow for two days and two nights without moving.

He didn't believe that these Huns didn't snooze negligently!

Sister Leopard saw Yang Chuan lying on the ground motionless, and seemed to be puzzled for a while, so she also lay down and let the heavy snow bury herself......

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I didn't sleep all night, Yang Chuan never found the flaws of the Huns, the four condor archers took turns on duty, very vigilant, the slightest wind and grass will be alert, and an arrow will be shot out.

So much so, when it was almost dawn, several small beasts that came out to forage in the wind and snow suffered and became the prey of the Huns.

However, Yang Chuan is not in a hurry at all, as the so-called enemy is in the open and I am in the dark, with a heart or not, if he can't kill a few Huns, his sins in the past few years will be in vain.

The snow fell heavily all night, and when it was dawn, it did not stop, but it became heavier.

It is an exaggeration for the literati to write a poem saying that "the snowflakes in Yanshan are as big as a seat", but this snow in Yinshan is really a bit big, at least it can be called "goose feather snow", which makes Yang Chuan, who is hidden, secretly happy.

The two kings brought forty-two, and the king of the Huns bombed.

Tsk, this kind of superb ingredient, in this world, which chef can hit such shit luck?

The heavy snow closed the mountains and the roads were isolated, and these Hun bigwigs lived in seclusion and hid their tracks, so it was just enough time for Yang Chuan to concentrate on making this dish......