Sure enough, it didn't take long for Cai Dutong to leave, and Dai Dutong arrived.

The inner generations of the big tent all sat on it, about forty, surnamed Shan, very elegant, briefly asked Zhao Shi about the situation, appeased a few words, and nothing happened.

Zhao Shi thought that maybe Cai Dutong heard the wrong news, so he didn't care. Two days later, his battalion and the battalion of the Chinese army were adjusted, and they all said that they were not familiar with the situation when they first came here, so Zhao Shi was in the center to respond.

He claimed that he was only the capital division, temporarily for half a year, and he was not very sure about being in charge of the first army, and he heard that Zhao Shi was rumored to be the god of the Northern Army, and he was extremely fond of him.

Zhao Shi praised him, and even the military rations that were allocated were distributed by Zhao Shi.

Originally, Zhao Shi thought that if he came at himself, it would be nothing more than deducting grain and grass, pulling him out for training, and he would have nothing to do to make a mistake.

Unexpectedly, things were just the opposite, and even the power that was originally the capital was handed over to him.

However, the other Du Si Ke was not so good, and was often pulled out for training, sometimes for three or four days. It made the camp full of scolding.

However, the Chinese army itself stopped, and even the morning exercises came in shifts, and the following six sentinels went out to exercise at two posts a day. And they don't care about anything, it's all hasty.

Zhao Shi passed half a month leisurely, and that night, Zhao Shi was sleeping with An Ping in his arms. Woke up suddenly, listened carefully, and heard a different voice on the mountain in the distance.

After carefully discerning it, he suddenly shouted: "Attack the camp!" ”

The clothes were simple, and he rushed out with a knife. When I went outside, I saw that the two men who were guarding the sentry in the distance had fallen to the ground and died.

picked up the drumsticks and knocked them randomly, and finally the swords and guns of the soldiers were picked up before a large number of yellow demons arrived.

A large group of yellow demons rushed up with a howl, and Zhao Shi knew that he was good at wandering, so he fought on the periphery. After more than an hour, the camp could not hold on, and was broken through several places.

But the reinforcements had not arrived for a long time, and Zhao Shi had already made a fire call, and he was afraid that the Chinese army sentry would fall asleep, so he called someone to ride a horse to report the news.

It stands to reason that it is only a few miles away, even if the speed of the whole army is slow in the middle of the night, how can it be that it should have arrived in this half an hour, why has there been no movement?

Suddenly, Zhao Shi heard a piercing scream, desperately turned his body sideways, and a sharp arrow passed through his clothes and flew over against the flesh, shocking Zhao Shi in a cold sweat.

Zhao Shigang looked in the direction of the incoming arrow, but saw a flying arrow, yes, he saw it.

Zhao Shi felt that his Dao technique had finally played a role, and in just a moment, the moonlight in his chest and abdomen rushed into his eyes, and then he saw an arrow flying silently, clearly.

But there was no time to dodge too fast, Zhao Shi put the knife in his hand slightly to the side, and the arrow hit the back of the knife, striking out a spark, and Zhao Shi retreated several steps after hitting him.

Zhao Shi had already seen the archer, about three hundred steps away from him. Zhao Shi didn't move, and the man didn't move.

After a while, the camp caught fire, Zhao Shi turned around and rushed to the camp, and when he turned back, the person was gone.

I didn't expect that there was such a powerful archery in the Yellow Demon, the bow made by the Yellow Demon was soft and weak, and it was useless against the iron armor of the Shangxi Liang soldiers, so the Yellow Demon rarely used a bow.

It was almost two hours, and the sky was already dawning, and the reinforcements from the Chinese army camp had arrived.

Another big battalion went to practice, and it was useless for the sentries to see it, and there were only a few people in the camp who watched the big battalion.

Since Zhao Shi was stationed here, there have been seven or eight Yellow Demons at most, and they usually rush over to grab points and leave, who knew that there were so many people this time.

As soon as they were counted, less than 100 of the 500 people remained, and all of them were wounded, and some of the grain was robbed and most of it was burned.

Shan Du entered Zhao Shi's big tent, sat in the middle, looked at Zhao Shi and sighed:

"Why don't you report the Yellow Demon attack immediately? This month's food and grass are gone, how can I explain it?"

"When I returned to the capital, I fired a fire trumpet and sent people to ride horses, didn't I see anyone in the camp?"

"No, I came here when I saw the fire."

At this time, a sentry commander on the side replied from the side:

"Dutong, I saw a sentry on the road, I was shot and killed, I was in a hurry to rush here, and I haven't come yet."

Du Tong nodded and said:

"The sentry here said that he didn't see the fire horn, and he didn't know if he was asleep and shirked it, so he went back and asked.

Let's talk about you first, the casualties are also in the past, but this grain and grass are gone, I can't explain it, let's fight thirty military sticks, if the functions of the capital can't be kept, I can only do my best."

After speaking, he waved his hand: "Tie up the horizontal bar and beat thirty military sticks to set an example."

The beating was a bit urgent, but it wasn't too much, after all, a month's worth of grain and grass had been burned.

But this time it's also strange, this yellow demon cherishes food very much, and in the past, even if he couldn't grab it, he wouldn't burn it.

I heard An Ping say that they think that food is a reward from God, and destroying and wasting food will be punished by God, so why did it take their turn to burn it this time?

These thirty military sticks will be gone for half a life, and I don't know if the executioner will have some mercy on his subordinates, this light blow will break some flesh and skin, and if the two legs of the dead hand will be wasted, but it means just to go through the process.

Zhao Shi was slightly relieved, turned around and was about to walk out, when he suddenly found that there were extremely thick calluses on the middle and index fingers of his right hand, which were about to be put down.

Zhao Shi remembered that Yue Sheng was good at archery, and his hands were like this.

Damn, it's calculated! Zhao Shi understood in an instant. The person who shot him was Shan Dutong, and the cavalryman who delivered the letter was also shot by him.

Let the other battalion train, and his own battalion will not use troops, and put grain and grass in his own battalion, just to attract the Yellow Demon.

The burned grain is also ordered to be done, but he is afraid of his own fast legs, and it will cost him to hit the leg with a military stick, and then he will be allowed to slaughter it.

Zhao Shi didn't go out, but took two steps forward:

"Master Shan is good at bows and arrows, there was also one in the Weiwang Mansion who was good at this before, once he said, within thirty steps, I killed him, and when it came to a hundred steps, he killed me.

Then we bet that he loses, do you want to bet too? ”

Shan Dutong was stunned for a moment, and immediately knew that Zhao Shi had guessed it.

Stand up: "I don't have to bet because I've already won." Are you ready to take a baton or are you ready to run? As long as there is no you in the barracks, my business is over."

After a pause, he said, "Even if you are within thirty steps now, you can only run, I didn't just learn archery in Tongtianjiao."

Zhao Shi knew that he was scared, afraid that he would really kill him regardless of it, after all, he was famous in Xiliang.

But he definitely won't, he's right, he's okay to run now, but if he gets injured in the fight, it's hard to run.

Thinking of this, Zhao Shi hugged his fists: "Don't leave it here"

Shan Dutong also gave up his hand, "You and I have no grievances, but I can't help myself and don't give it away."

Zhao Shi came back, called An Ping, and led the two horses away. Zhao Shi kept an eye on his back, until he couldn't see the big camp, and there was no movement.

"Where are we going?"

Zhao Shi smiled bitterly: "I don't know either."

At night, Zhao Shi found a leeward place, hugged An Ping, squeezed between the two horses, and stayed up all night.

The next day, Zhao Shi decided to go to the Qin family to take a look, this fugitive life is eating and sleeping in the open, and it is really difficult to suffer.