Yang Chuan believes that as a good cook, you must not only be able to cook food, but also learn to cook some dark dishes that everyone is angry about, otherwise, this person's cooking system will not be complete.

Because the principle he has always adhered to is: when a friend comes, he will have meat to eat, and when an enemy comes, he will kill him.

This person always needs to be a person with a way, and he must be prepared to 'grasp with both hands and be hard with both hands', so that he will not be helpless in the face of difficulties.

More than 1,000 Hun cavalry, now spending the night in the camp five or six miles away, what kind of peerless 'dark cuisine' should be made to make those wolf Riha unforgettable for life?

Hot and sour mooncakes, penicillin instant noodles, stir-fried rat's paws, Italian live maggot cheese, boiled eggs, fried flies, cat poop coffee...... can be counted as the best of them.

There are also some unbelievable 'dark dishes', Yang Chuan even has some doubts about their authenticity, such as the 'large intestine gold' sought after by the old perverts on a certain island, he just thought about it, and he had no appetite for several days.

It is said that this so-called 'intestinal gold', the selection of ingredients is very harsh, must be a virgin under the age of 16, shilling it only to drink water for a month, excrete all the smelly feces and urine, you can eat a small amount of honey, cream, rose petals, cherry blossoms and other things, and so on these good ingredients into the best feces and urine, it is a world's best food.

For this kind of perverted thing, Yang Chuan can only imagine it, breathtaking, admitting that he can't cook it at all with his cooking skills.

Tonight, he was going to make a 'fried sheep plate' for the Huns......

……

It's night.

The north wind is howling, the wilderness is vast, and the world is quiet.

In the cold night when they couldn't see their fingers, ten Han veterans carried ten cowhide war drums on their backs, and came to a mountain cliff with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and after opening the big drums, they were wrapped in sheepskin jackets and nested.

This place is still three or four miles away from the Hun camp, but the wonderful thing is that it is in the upper hand, and the sound of the cowhide war drum can be transmitted far away with the wind.

Yang Chuan carefully advised, agreed to beat the drum and shout after half an hour, and set off with a huge sheepskin bag on his back.

As soon as he walked down the cliff, he was knocked down by Sister Leopard in a thorny field.

"Sister Leopard, wait, don't lick your face, itchy......"

Yang Chuan finally pushed the fat leopard sister away from her body, reached out to wipe the saliva off her face, and scolded with a smile: "Why are you fat again?" Honestly, have you been engaging in a partner lately? ”

Sister Leopard bared her teeth and shaved over with one paw, Yang Chuan's head and face were covered with a layer of snow, and he shivered several times from the cold.

"Okay, okay, Sister Leopard, don't make trouble," he turned over and took out a roast leg of lamb from his bag, "Come, let's go to work after eating the mutton first." ”

At this moment, the six golden eagles also came.

They fluttered their wings and squeezed around Yang Chuan's side, legs and shoulders, looking very intimate, and their low chirping sound was like a quail, but it was also a little coquettish.

"The task of you six stupid eagles is to create chaos, and when I move later, you can kill those sentry first."

"Remember, fly away as soon as the mission is completed, and you are absolutely not allowed to fight!"

Tearing a few pieces of roast mutton for the golden eagles to eat, Yang Chuan took out a roll of wool rope from his bag, several large bags of condiments, and took out the three-edged army thorns, crossbows, boning knives and other items to carry with him, and set off without hesitation.

On the battlefield, the Huns are natural warriors, and with Yang Chuan's current thin monkey physique, it is not enough for people to stuff their teeth, but at night in the wilderness, with the help of Sister Leopard and Silly Eagles, he is the king.

When he was still two miles away from the camp, he encountered the first Hun outpost.

This is an extremely strong man, lying in a makeshift den, like a clumsy big bear, but his eyes are bright and vigilant.

This guy is very well camouflaged, not only is his whole body hidden in the ground, but it is also covered with a thick layer of thatch, like a warm nest for himself.

But how can a big living person escape Sister Leopard's eyes.

Therefore, Yang Chuan and Sister Leopard easily went around behind it, and a three-edged military thorn stabbed down, just passing through the man's neck, and only had time to scream a few times, and struggled a few times, and then did not move.

Subsequently, three or four Hun outposts were found in succession, and naturally all of them were killed quietly.

It only took a stick of incense to touch the edge of the Hun camp, and with his thin body, he only dug a wooden stake and easily drilled into it.

As far as the eye could see, there was a large area of tents in Wuyang, plus some ground nests, so he didn't know where to start for a while.

He groaned slightly, gestured to Sister Leopard, and sneaked towards the south of the camp.

Yang Chuan had an agreement with the ten veterans, and after half an hour, the drums were beating, and their direction was in the north, and once the Huns were attacked, they would inevitably focus on the north.

Therefore, Yang Chuan, who is in the limelight in the south, is much safer.

In addition, with Yang Chuan's understanding of the Huns, they are not very good to themselves, it is very common to freeze and starve for three or five days, but they are very good for war horses, even when they are encamped, the location of the stables is generally the best sunny slope......

Really.

After another stick of incense, Yang Chuan heard the sound of the war horse, and could smell a unique smell of the horse, which inexplicably made people feel a lot more at ease.

It's a pity that there is no stinky oil.

After killing two grooms, he left Sister Leopard outside, and one dodged into the stable.

Unlike the stables of the Han army, the horses of the Huns did not need to be tied by reins at all, they were all huddled together to keep each other warm, and if they were slightly disturbed, they would neigh and rumble violently, which was a bit tricky.

After two or three breaths, Yang Chuan took out a bag of 'condiments' from his body, found a bucket of water and sprinkled it into half a bag, stirred it with a wooden stick a few times, and then walked towards the horses with the bucket.

The night was very quiet and cold, and the sound of horses chewing grass sounded very loud, which made Yang Chuan feel a little itchy, and he felt that he also had the urge to chew grass.

As he approached, the horses seemed to be a little nervous, and they were squeezing together, and they kept shaking their hooves, and they were about to blow up the circle.

Yang Chuan soothed softly, slowly approached, and brought the bucket to a horse's mouth.

The horse opened his mouth and shouted.

Tons and tons of tons.

After three mouthfuls, a small half bucket of water was poured down.

No, this poisoning method requires too much water, and there is no way to achieve it, so we have to use extraordinary means according to the original plan......

……

Soon, the agreed half hour arrived.

Due north, suddenly the war drums were beating, mixed with a few shouts of killing, which made the Huns' camp suddenly agitated, like a big pot of boiling and tumbling hot oil: "Han army, the war drums of the Han army!" ”

"Hurry up, the Han people are stealing the camp!"