Chapter 243: Jia Fenwei's Determination
Mu Feng nodded, his head racing, planning the route. m.
"The tents of the four city lords of Qicheng are next to each other, they are not fuel-efficient lamps, and there are bright and dark posts everywhere near the camps. Anyone who alarms one is equivalent to alarming all four big tents, and it is also equivalent to alarming all the warriors stationed in the entire big tent of the Chinese army! As long as there is a disturbance, at most half a cup of tea will be surrounded by overwhelming samurai!"
Zha Shanyu whispered, "When the time comes, even if you extinguish all the braziers, or simply light the fire, everyone is wearing the military uniforms of Qicheng, and they are from different cities, and no one knows anyone." Calm down, maybe you can take advantage of the chaos and escape quietly!"
Mu Feng nodded and said, "I know, cousin, how to go out to spy told me in advance." But looking at this posture, it is difficult for us to get out of the way...... Fish in troubled waters, take advantage of the chaos to leave, it's not easy to touch, it's not easy to leave......"
Mu Feng said secretly: "Although everyone is wearing the same martial uniform, no one is stupid, can't they tell whether they are friends or enemies......? Hey, I've got to plan it well, it's okay, but what should we do if the assassination doesn't work?
Zha Shanyu saw Mu Feng's brows tightened, and he couldn't help but be worried.
In Zha Shanyu's eyes, this mission is as difficult to complete as a few little mice that have not grown up to bite the sleeping old cat through the mouse traps everywhere, and then escape calmly.
But this reason is not for him to worry, his own boss has been planning for a long time, and at this point, he must do it whether it can be done or not!
There is no way back.
Mu Feng and Zha Shanyu carefully calculated the route at the entrance of the tent, Jia Fenwei sat in the depths of the tent without saying a word, and Ji Longjun couldn't help but ask:
"Fourth brother, your injuries ...... It doesn't matter? Why is it so badly injured? ”
"Hehe, this time the stakes are very high, how can I gain the trust of those old foxes if I don't put in some effort?" Jia Fenwei smiled helplessly.
Ji Longjun sighed secretly, and looked at Han Yue, who had wrapped Jia Fenwei's bandages.
Han Yue has a big temperament, although he and Ji Longjun were not playmates when they were young, they all came out of the same place, and Ji Longjun did not hesitate to participate in this "hoe trip", which made him very nostalgic.
"Ji Longjun, the fourth brother is worried that if the task is not successful, the old thieves will investigate us. The fourth brother has been desperately killing people in the past two days, completely ignoring his own life to be so seriously injured, also in order to clear his suspicions in advance. Old thief Qiu also made a special trip to see the fourth brother this afternoon, and brought a lot of high-grade healing medicine. ”
Ji Longjun nodded, and Han Yue said again: "Again, even if your assassination can be successful this time, it is unlikely that you want to completely annihilate the entire Qicheng army at once." More than ten brothers from our mining city came to fight this time, and everyone was merciless, and the killing was dark, which also added some weight in the eyes of the old thief. Sometime...... You know, we've got some work to do. ”
Ji Longjun felt very uncomfortable, not only because everyone worked so hard and worked so hard for the original goal, but also because these brothers in the mining city killed were all warriors from Ginkgo Valley whom he admired very much.
And the one who stabbed Jia Fenwei in the stomach is likely to be one of the Eight King Kongs.
"Why are you in such a hurry!"
Ji Longjun sighed secretly, stopped speaking, and quietly stood aside.
Ni Kill looked at Jia Fenwei, then at Ji Longjun, and said in his heart:
"These people from the South are crazy
, unscrupulous for the sake of the end, even his own allies are not merciless...... But then again, isn't the one they sent us to assassinate in every possible way also their 'allies......'? Alas!"
Everyone waited silently for the opportunity, and Han Yue, who was standing next to Jia Fenwei, quietly looked at Mu Feng and the others.
"This kid is too young, isn't he? I'm afraid he's not as old as me? Being called a 'little military advisor' by the people of the north at such a young age is really unseemly...... I hope he does have some ability, otherwise the business will not be successful, once he is caught and tortured to extract confessions, it will inevitably recruit us, and it will not be good for everyone to fight together when the time comes......"
Han Dayue's face changed brightly, and he continued to ponder: "These people are definitely not mediocre in terms of martial arts, I have seen Ni Chosha, my cousin is so handsome that he can't even stop him, his 'Mandarin Duck Knife Technique' is known as the first knife technique in the north, and it must not be underestimated." But that was a few years ago...... Over the years, we have obtained powerful cheats, and we have first-class martial arts professors invited from the north, and we have practiced martial arts desperately, I don't know how big the gap between us and Ni Qisha is?"
Han Yue looked at Ji Longjun again, and said secretly: "Ji Longjun, Ji Longjun, you were amazing when we first met, you can be so powerful as a savage in the mountains for a few years! I didn't expect that now your wings are harder, even the Huo Zhai Lord of Ginkgo Valley looks up to you, I don't know what year and month I can be as chic as you, a kung fu, although the world is up to me?"
"Huh, the samurai...... How did he grow so handsome, more handsome than his cousin? Looking at his thin arms and legs, can he kill people? He seems to have empty hands and no weapons...... It's really strange, could it be that he is a foreign master? But with such a slender figure, he doesn't look like a person who practices foreign kung fu......
"The man behind the slender brother is very much like a foreign master. Tall and majestic, his arms are thicker than my thighs, and he has extraordinary explosive power at a glance, which is even more powerful than the fourth brother, I don't know what his ability is, is it a little stronger than the fourth brother? or is it a little worse? The fourth brother's sword skills are now very sophisticated, if this person is not even as good as the fourth brother, then it is really such a scary appearance in vain. ”
Just as Han Yue looked at them one by one and slowly thought in his heart, several teams of warriors outside staggered and changed their defenses.
Taking advantage of this, Mu Feng and the others carefully took a clear look at the traces of the secret sentinels and patrol warriors in the gap of the door curtain, and kept them firmly in mind.
Jia Fenwei's heart moved, his eyes were shining, and his heart jumped violently a few times! He whispered: "Little military division, the time has come!"
Mu Feng nodded, hugged his fists at Jia Fenwei and Zha Shanyu and the others, and said, "Everyone, farewell!"
"Good luck, successfully kill the thief tonight!"
Jia Fenwei stared at Mu Feng and the others with a trace of admiration and said.
......
The crowd quickly flashed out of the tent and made their way into the depths in the shadows between one tent after another.
Mu Feng walked in the front, he took the lead in rushing to the camp tent of Green Willow Village, and his big hand slapped the back of a warrior's head in the shadows!
This person was the one who Mu Feng saw him crouching here with his own eyes when he changed the guard just now, and it was also the first step for them to get close to the old thief's tent.
The warrior looked at Mu Feng behind him in horror, he had just been squatting down for a while, and even rubbed his eyes, secretly wondering how to spend this boring squatting guard.
He stared at the five figures in a circle and trapped him, his mouth slightly open, as if he wanted to shout, but he didn't dare to shout.
Mu Feng pinched his neck with his left hand, and hit the man with a knife on the back of his head with his right hand
The knockout gave the samurai the best and the result he was most looking forward to at the moment.
Mu Feng took out a small dark green flying knife from his arms.
This was specially given to him by Zha Shanyu, and the dark green flying knife was a unique weapon of Luliuzhuang, which was highly recognizable.
Mu Feng carefully pressed the dark green flying knife under the man's thigh, creating the illusion of loss.
This warrior is not from Midoriyanagi, but the men and horses of other walled cities are staggered here. Mu Feng Xindao:
Although the technique is a little rougher, but the time is urgent, it is up to him, whether it works or not. ”
Everyone crouched behind the camp tent of Green Willow Village, waiting for a team of patrolling warriors to pass by and continued to run towards the depths of the camp.
Relying on Zha Shanyu's advance notice and their careful observation during the shift change just now, Mu Feng and the others knocked out several dark sentinels along the way, ran from tent to tent like a jumping frog, and finally approached the big tent where the old thief was resting.
It's much easier than expected.
This is a huge tent with a height of nearly two zhang and a length and width of nearly ten zhang, which is dark and black, and it looks extremely mysterious when it reflects the brazier around it in the cool breeze of hunting.
Because there were two samurai stationed at the front of the big tent, Mu Feng and the others avoided the front door far away and crouched in the shadows behind the side.
Mu Feng glanced at Ji Longjun, Ji Longjun took out a silver shining short sword, hesitated for a moment and inserted the short sword back into his waist, took out an extremely sharp golden knife from his arms, and the blade was lightly pressed on the thick tarpaulin.
"Hiss......"
With the sound of cracking silk to the extreme, the black tarpaulin, which was thicker than the back of the knife, was slowly cut open by Ji Longjun.
Mu Feng opened a corner and quietly looked inside.
What caught my eye was a pile of wooden boxes nearly one person high, and I don't know what was stored inside.
Further down, a faint light came, and a loud purring reached everyone's ears.
Mu Feng and the others glanced at each other and carefully entered the tent in turn.
Badai Ancestor had a strange face, he hadn't done this kind of hidden assassination for a long time, although with his strength, the threat of the entire Qicheng camp was not necessarily much higher than the few murders he had done in Mobei, but in this atmosphere, Badai Ancestor still couldn't help but increase his vigilance, and became more cautious than usual.
The five of them entered the tent one after another, and Mu Feng looked half of his head over the wooden box towards the depths of the tent.
There were many tables and stools, as well as several iron shelves with large weapons.
Looking inside, a large bed nearly a foot long and wide was hidden in the darkness, and a faint candle was lit at the head of the bed.
On the bed, a huge man was sleeping on his back, snoring like thunder.
Mu Feng glanced back at Ji Longjun, because Wu Tianbiao was stationed in the Iron Hat City in the extreme south all the year round, everyone had only seen his portrait, and only Ji Longjun had seen him himself.
Ji Longjun nodded, holding the golden knife in his right hand and backhand, and quietly walked towards Wu Tianbiao step by step.
Mu Feng and the others all held their breath and hid three feet away from the big bed.
Not only did they breathe weakly, but they even reined in their killing intent.
Wu Tianbiao is an old monster who has been on the battlefield for decades, even if he is asleep, his sense of smell of danger is extraordinary, and the inexplicable murderous aura will make him wake up as soon as possible.
Ji Longjun took a step slowly, took another step after an extremely long breath, and took a cup of tea to walk the distance of three zhang and come to the big bed.