In late autumn and October, the cold is getting thicker, and there is silence in the mountains and forests under the cover of night.

In the depths of Baektu Mountain, there is a mountain peak called Seven Pillars Peak, although it is not majestic, but the terrain is steep and unusual.

Zhao Lin and Liang Song lay in a pile of rocks in front of the Seven Pillars Peak, looking up at the mountain.

"See that groove? It is the only way up the mountain. ”

Liang Song pointed forward and said.

Over the years, he has used hunting as a cover, secretly probing around, and knows several bearded dens, one of which is the Seven Pillars Peak.

Zhao Lin stared at it and saw a natural valley groove.

The valley opening is extremely narrow, and a mountain path winds upwards to flank the cliffs.

"It's really easy to defend and hard to attack!"

He originally thought that the bandits had not been cleared for many years, and the garrison was not careful, but now it seems that this may not be the case.

In this kind of terrain, even if you send 100,000 troops to come, you have to go up one by one.

Liang Song nodded slightly, "Not only that, some of the people in the beard used to be hunters, and they arranged a lot of animal traps and traps on the mountain road. ”

"If you don't know the situation inside, no matter how strong the force is, it will be easy for them to get into their way."

Zhao Lin turned his head and glanced at him, "How do you know so clearly?" ”

Liang Truffle smiled: "Beards are also people, and it is impossible for everyone to keep their mouths shut." ”

"Besides, do you think they built this cottage themselves? They don't know how to do this kind of hard work, they are all laborers pulled from outside the mountains many years ago, and they build up little by little, and I don't know how many people have died. ”

"But there are also people who survive, I visited an old shooter, who used to work in the mountains, and I learned some inside information from him."

Zhao Lin thought for a while and said, "Since it's so difficult to fight, why not use a large army to surround this place?" ”

"Without water and food, I'm afraid the beard won't last long, right?"

Liang Song shook his head, "It's useless." A few years ago, the state government sent troops to suppress the bandits and trapped the bandits in Wuzhi Peak, but after being trapped for half a month, there was suddenly no movement on the mountain. ”

"I sent someone to take a look, and found that all the bandits had run away, and finally found a few secret passages."

"The bandits have several lairs, and each lair has a secret passage, so you can't try them one by one, right?"

Speaking of this, Liang Song turned his eyes over, "What are you going to do?" ”

Zhao Lin pursed the corners of his mouth, "I want to explore the way first, if I can catch one or two alive, it's best, if I can't do it, I will slaughter a few beards and let them bleed." ”

If you dare to attack your own family, you must give them some color to see.

Liang Song nodded in agreement, pointed to a few big trees next to the mouth of the mountain trough and said, "I'm afraid it's not easy, there must be their secret whistle on the tree." ”

Zhao Lin looked at the big trees, and felt a little difficult in his heart.

In order to prevent people from touching the mountain, the bandits cut down all the trees in a radius of 100 feet, leaving not even the slightly taller weeds behind.

The clearing in front of the mountain is bare, and as long as someone approaches, even at night, it will be very conspicuous, and it will not escape the eyes of the dark whistle.

Zhao Lin touched the beard that had just grown on his chin and asked, "Is there a road behind the mountain?" ”

Liang Song still shook his head, "Behind the mountain is a cliff. ”

Zhao Lin was speechless, he was not a gecko, and he had to use an axe and an iron cone to climb the cliff.

But in this way, there will be a sound, and I am afraid that I will be greeted by a big rock.

Thinking of the stone, Zhao Lin suddenly had an idea, "There is a way!" ”

Liang Song hurriedly asked, "What way?" ”

Zhao Lin's eyes searched in the pile of rocks for a while, and he saw a fan-shaped boulder, the surface of the stone was uneven, which was very suitable for grasping.

He crawled over, turned around and beckoned to Liang Song, "Come here." ”

Liang Song didn't know why, but he still followed his example and came behind the boulder.

Zhao Lin straightened his upper body, half-squatted and grabbed both sides of the boulder, and with both arms, he lifted the thousand-pound boulder off the ground and slowly moved forward.

Liang Song suddenly realized that Zhao Lin wanted to use the boulder as a cover to get close to the mouth of the mountain groove.

If it was daytime, it wouldn't work, but it was night, and it was hard for the sentry to notice a slow-moving boulder.

However, this requires a lot of arm strength, and only Zhao Lin can do this.

Zhao Lin carried the boulder and moved towards the mouth of the mountain trough little by little, stopping at intervals to prevent being discovered by the secret whistle.

After more than half an hour, the two moved to a place less than thirty feet away from the tree.

Zhao Lin heard the sound of the dark whistle's breathing.

The breathing is very even, and there are pauses in the intervals, which indicates that the dark whistle is a little sleepy, but certainly not asleep.

Zhao Lin quietly poked his head out from behind the boulder, vibrated his Adam's apple, released ultrasound, and immediately located the secret whistle hiding between the branches.

"On the second big tree."

The mountains are empty and quiet, Zhao Lin was worried about alarming the dark whistle, and wrote with his fingers in the palm of Liang Song's hand.

Liang Song immediately wrote: "There may be more than one secret whistle, you listen to it again." ”

After following Zhao Lin for a long time, he vaguely knew that Zhao Lin had extraordinary hearing, but he never asked.

Zhao Lin nodded silently, picked up the boulder and continued to move forward.

A dark cloud swept across the sky, obscuring most of the moonlight.

Zhao Lin took the opportunity to speed up, hugged the boulder and came to a place more than ten zhang away from the mouth of the mountain trough, and sure enough, he heard a slight breathing sound from the valley.

He followed the sound and saw a raised stone on the slope of the valley.

The sound came from behind the stones.

Sure enough, there is a doorway!

Two hidden piles, even if the first hidden pile is attacked and killed, the second can warn in time, and no matter how fast you are, it is impossible to pull them out at the same time.

Zhao Lin frowned slightly, wondering if there would be a third dark pile?

He wrote down what he saw and his own speculation on Liang Song's hand, and Liang Song was not surprised, and wrote in the palm of his hand: "To live or to die?" Then he silently removed the hunting bow from his back.

Liang Song hadn't practiced his skin yet, so in order not to drag Zhao Lin down, before coming here, they went to the cliff of Beiling to bring the hunting bow.

"Let me think about it."

Zhao Lin was a little hesitant, now that he knew the location of the two dark piles, as long as he launched a surprise attack, he would definitely be able to take it.

But only killing two minions is a certain gap with his psychological expectations.

Since you're here, you have to beat your beard hard.

At this time, the beard hidden in the second hidden stake yawned.

Sleepy?

Zhao Lin's heart moved, and he suddenly thought of a possibility.

Normally, vigils must be rotated, and it is impossible for one person to concentrate on it from beginning to end.

He glanced up at the sky, the moon was in the middle of the sky, and the time had come to the middle of the night.

"There may be a rotation of people to take over in a while, let's wait, and then we will catch it all!"

Zhao Lin wrote in the palm of Liang Song's hand.

Liang Song was stunned at first, and then gave him a thumbs up.

The two of them waited quietly behind the stones, and little by little, time passed.

About the fourth watch, that is, at one o'clock in the middle of the night, the footsteps sounded softly, and three figures walked down the mountain.