In the dim twilight afterglow, the majestic Great Wall winds and undulates among the mountains, like a giant with a majestic body, stretching out its strong arms to shield the people behind it from the invasion from the north.

On the battlement wall, the veterans of the night vigil snuggled up to the bonfire to keep warm, and in the dark clay pot at the bottom, the salty and fragrant dried meat was tumbling. In the boiling broth, there are many wild vegetables that cannot be named, and under the flickering firelight, they emit a delightful turquoise color.

A captain with a red ribbon on his shoulder, reached out to take the broth handed over by the old brother, blew a few breaths, smelled the fragrance carefully, couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and immediately brought it to his mouth, not afraid of burning his tongue, and sipped it in small sips.

After a few mouthfuls of hot soup, a warm feeling rises from the lower abdomen and quickly spreads to the whole body, and the whole person seems to be soaked in a hot spring, and the tired body that is hungry and frozen immediately becomes invigorated.

Good things naturally have a share in everyone. A large pot of broth was scooped up with a wooden spoon and evenly distributed into everyone's bowls, and Wu Chang took out a pocket knife and sliced the cooked dried meat, making sure that everyone had a share, and naturally everyone was satisfied.

The night wind in early winter can hardly hide the biting cold, and what is happening in the battlements on the Great Wall is the same.

Ye Zhiqiu stood on a hill, the sunset behind him burst out with the last brilliant brilliance, quickly sinking below the horizon, darkness completely ruled the earth, the stars twinkled at night, and from time to time because of the night wind and clouds, obscuring the time for a moment.

The left-minded people who were preparing to hunt shifted their eyes from the wall of the Great Wall to their side, and for some reason the time was delayed, and the merchants who could not pass the pass spontaneously gathered in groups under the wall of the Great Wall.

Usually there is a big car outside, except for the people on duty who go to bed in advance in the car, everyone else gossips and laughs around a bonfire, and occasionally there are people who "hang out" each other, share their dinners, and talk about the latest grassland news.

Sometimes it causes a burst of embarrassment, sometimes it causes a quarrel with its own opinions, and sometimes everyone laughs in the room, in short, it is the same.

Ye Zhiqiu searched in the various settlements outside the wall, but did not find the caravan of the Suzhang Chamber of Commerce, it is estimated that they have already passed the customs, and he was a little surprised in his heart, and he was relieved because he had no worries.

In addition to the caravans from the Han Dynasty in the Central Plains, there were also tents of the grassland tribes, mostly small tribes, unable to resist the severe cold of winter, and chose to rely on the generals of the border army, or as vassals of service, offering women, cattle and sheep to show their sincerity, or as the minions of the generals, and exchanged various information on the grassland for a temporary garrison in the pass.

Ye Zhiqiu squinted his eyes, and saw that there was a tent with a faint fire, and there were a lot of figures moving around, which was not like normal behavior, his brows furrowed, and he immediately became suspicious.

He stretched out his hand and pointed at the target, and secretly ordered in his heart: "With the Fox No. 2, fly over close to the ground, specifically spy on the news, and don't make a big move!"

The spiritual Pinghu jumped out from the magic sword attached to the power of the Beidou, and flew three feet above Ye Zhiqiu's head, and after learning the specific location of the target, it fell straight down as if diving, and when it was about to touch the yellow grass blades on the ground, it flew straight out.

After three breaths, Ye Zhiqiu saw his Leaning Fox approaching the suspect target, circled the tent a few times, and finally found a gap and easily got into it, and then it completely lost contact.

Ye Zhiqiu's heart suddenly chuckled, and a strong alarm was issued, after all, the fox was an elf made by the demon technique of the Qingqiu Fox Clan, which turned the appetite into a greedy worm, and it was formless and substantial, and ordinary people could not detect it at all. Even monks from the same side of the sect could not have dealt with them so easily.

Or rather, the people in that tent are not the dead men behind the black-clad horses, but some other force. ”

Ye Zhiqiu's heart was hesitant, feeling that the enemy might set up traps, and it was impossible to rush up stupidly to send him to death, thinking that the enemy was dark and I was clear, and the consequences of being controlled by others would definitely be unimaginable, so he immediately took action to break the current passive situation everywhere.

Ye Zhiqiu immediately took out a pottery night, buckled it upside down on the ground, and spent his mana to cast the prohibition of "finger substitution", the index finger of his right hand was curled, and he knocked it hard, and immediately knocked out a hole in the thin and brittle edge.

At the same time, the barbarian tent across a merchant settlement, as if it had been gnawed a few times by the invisible mountain dog, appeared towards Ye Zhiqiu's direction, and a hole appeared that allowed adults to bow in and out.

It's a pity that even so, the cold wind of the night still can't blow into the tent, let alone the pursuers who may exist inside, or even fellow believers.

When Ye Zhiqiu saw this scene, the look on his face was not surprised: "This feeling is very familiar! It's a bit like an enchantment, an enchantment of a Buddhist monk, and there are some signs of divine power operation." From this point of view, it must be the pursuers from the grassland, the dead soldiers raised by the black riders behind the scenes. ”

Having had the experience of killing the Black Corpse Daoist, Ye Zhiqiu was not the first time dealing with the enchantment, so he naturally had a little experience.

Of course, the so-called enchantment is the saying of the Sanskrit monks, and in the view of the Dao veins of Kyushu in the Central Plains, the enchantment is the cycle of the spiritual pool projected into the body with mana and gradually formed, and there is a saying that the Dao domain and the fairyland.

"I remember that the Martial Dao Seeing God Grandmaster cultivated to the Great Perfection realm, started from the human body Xiao Zhou Tian, stepped through the entrance of life and death, opened the bridge between heaven and earth, and hooked up the acupoints outside the body to form the Great Zhou Tian, and then he could become a martial saint immortal, and he also had such similar abilities. ”

Since Ye Zhiqiu found that the opponent could arrange the enchantment, he no longer looked at it, but put the opponent in the same position as himself, and then imagined which strategy to use to deal with it.

When waiting outside the gate, Ye Zhiqiu had already thought about how to deal with the pursuers behind him more or less, the overall strength of the pursuers was worse than his own, not far from himself, or even stronger than himself, how to start.

It was because of the full preparation that Ye Zhiqiu was able to maintain such an indifferent attitude after the Hu-2 quietly disappeared. After all, "Sun Tzu's Art of War: Military Struggle" says: Treat the near and far, treat the labor with the short, and wait for the hungry with the full, and the one who governs the power is also.

Use the advantage of your own army close to the battlefield to deal with the enemy's disadvantage from afar, use the comfort and rest of your own army to deal with the enemy's hasty rush, and use the well-fed army of your own army to deal with the enemy's tired and hungry soldiers. This is how you can increase your combat effectiveness.

Ye Zhiqiu knew that the prohibition of "referring to things in place of form" could have an effect, and stretched out his foot to kick away a piece of sheepskin, revealing a neatly arranged stack of pottery bowls, this time without using his fingers, but very simply with a magic sword, attached to the power of the Beidou with deep death, a sharp +1 magic sword.

The pottery bowl with an ordinary texture was stabbed by Ye Zhiqiu with a sword, and at the same time a ban was launched. At the same time, the tent not far away seemed to be pierced by an invisible giant sword falling from the sky, and the sheepskin on the top of the tent was pulled by an invisible huge force, all of which were attached to the thigh-thick load-bearing pillars, and quickly fell to the ground, exposing all the people hidden inside.

Ye Zhiqiu squinted his eyes and looked closely: "Three masked knights! Looking at their mouths and faces, especially those dark green eyes, I'm sure they are all damn werewolves like the black knight leader Blood Wolf!"

The mountain protection clan from the Wolf Juxu Mountain, the three priests in the same line, and the black turban knight who had received the favor of the wolf god, found that his hiding place was destroyed, and the panicked eyes of the green space wandered around, and immediately found Ye Zhiqiu hidden in the crowd, which was the goal of their trip.

Although the three of them had never seen Ye Zhiqiu, the Holy Mountain Wolf God gave them keen inspiration, and they could easily identify the identity of their prey, and they had to say that the magic was subtle and subtle, and it had almost functions that mortals could not understand.

Ye Zhiqiu saw that the enemy was scattered, except for one who rushed straight towards him, the other two werewolves all used the cover of caravans and tents to temporarily lose their traces.

"The enemy is so cunning! If three people rushed up at the same time, I would be able to finish them all in one go, but now I have to be distracted, not knowing if it is safe behind me. It's a pity that I don't have the aura of loss of wisdom that can turn the enemy's IQ negative and turn me into a fool for me to ravage. ”

Ye Zhiqiu sighed in his heart, took out the repaired "Exquisite Bone Staff", and plunged the handle into the dry and hard ground with both hands, summoning the recently collected Yin Sha and the talisman "Xuanyin Divine Curtain".

In an instant, black oil, as thick as swamp silt, erupted from the skull of the cane-headed ghost owl, like a flowing fountain, forming a protective shield similar to an enchantment.

Outside the Xuanyin Divine Curtain, people can only see a cloud of darkness, which ordinary eyes can't penetrate and know the situation inside. Ye Zhiqiu was inside, but he could see the situation in the vicinity clearly, like a single-sided glass.

The black-turbaned knight who rushed straight at the front, because he was not on a horse, could only be called a black-turban warrior, found that the other party had arranged an enchantment on the spot, but he did not hesitate to speed up, popped out his steel-like claws, and without any reservations, he swung and slashed at the Xuanyin Divine Curtain with all his might.

With a hiss, the swampy mud-like Xuanyin Divine Curtain was actually torn open by this person, and the eyes of the two could even look at each other.

The werewolf warrior who was originally masked in a black scarf was proud in his heart, wanting to see the frightened face of his prey, but unfortunately Ye Zhiqiu didn't care at all, the look on his face was flat from beginning to end, and even showed the disgusted eyes that you are an idiot.

This eye pair deeply hurt the dignity of the direct descendants of the Golden Wolf Army of the Wolf Juxu Mountain Guardian Clan, it sensed the humiliation of the opponent, and its spirit quickly approached the edge of madness, and almost broke out of the unique "mad wolf transformation" of the royal family.

Of course, in the military sacrificial wine of the Han Kingdom of the Fifth Dynasty, this kind of divine power blessing that doubled the combat power was said to be a very humiliating "rabies"!