Looking at the mountains and rivers in the north, tiredness invades.

Wandering at night, the moon and the stars are panicked.

The river is surging, and from time to time the fish jumps two or three, fluttering lonely splashes, like the footsteps of a night walker. From late night to early midnight, the air flow rotated, the southwest was rheumatous, and the small corner of the valley was gradually condensed and damp by the yin qi. The river gathered and suddenly became foggy, and in the heavy night fog, even bright torches could not illuminate much vision. Standing by the river and looking at it from afar, you can only see the gray, but not the horror hidden behind the gray haze.

Dense scarecrows are densely packed up and down the mountains, and the thin mist makes the already soaked straw men even more wet. The condensed dew drops are full and round, dripping down the grass tip. Pots and pans are discarded indiscriminately, and there is a greasy and greasy smell, as if people have just finished eating, and the smell makes people feel full.

"Sasha..."

Jia Haoren staggered down from Dongshan like a pen, his eyes were blank and dull. After passing over countless straw men, he came to stand in front of the tent. Looking across the trail and looking at the approaching people and horses outside the mountain, his nervous heart constantly drove his nerves to rub his palms back and forth, as if trying to use the heat between his palms to dispel the coldness that had already spread throughout his body.

He was afraid, terribly afraid.

Never before in his life had he been so hesitant and nervous as tonight. Even if the crown prince ordered him to infiltrate the northerners to make a response, he had never panicked like this. It was the feeling of being held with a knife to the neck of the whole family. It doesn't matter if you die, but as soon as you die, the whole family has to die with you, and you can't die if you want to.

This is the most lethal threat to him in the green shirt...

Too treacherous, too vicious, too terrible.

"Da Da Da..."

Follow the frightened footsteps, gradually extending to the secluded path.

Outside the trail, between the east and west mountains, Fang Qingqiu led two candidates to wait quietly. The eyes of the two candidates are like eagles, blazing, even if they have dressed up in disguise, but the dark night can hardly hide the "graceful" in their bones. The expression was calm and slightly vaguely excited. In front of the three of them was an army of thousands of royals who were slowly marching forward. In order not to startle the snake, there are few soldiers who send troops tonight to control horses. But in the moonlight, the tough iron armor still condenses the killing intent of the forest, and the swords, guns, swords, and halberds can't hide the edge, revealing the infiltrating killing intent.

They're also excited...

"Royal..."

Before marching to the mountain, Meng Guang tightened the reins, stopped his mount, and stared heavily at the dangerous fortress in front of him, which was about to bring him great feats.

I looked at it for a long time, but I didn't notice anything wrong.

Meng Guang turned around and swept the soldiers behind him, and then ordered in a low voice: "You wait for me here, no one can enter the village without my order, and those who violate the order will be beheaded." ”

"Yes. The adjutant general replied decisively.

Meng Guang then looked at the dozen or so black-clothed soldiers on both sides, and then said: "You follow me into the village, if you find something abnormal, don't hesitate to release the carrier pigeon directly, if there is no abnormality, remember not to startle the snake, everything depends on my instructions." ”

"Yes. More than a dozen black-clothed soldiers immediately responded with their fists clenched.

Everything was arranged, Meng Guang took the Qinglong long knife from the horse, turned over and dismounted, waved his arms, and then led a dozen black-clothed soldiers to the Yumuzhai Mountain Pass. It can be seen that this Meng Guang is not as rough as he looks, and his behavior is still full of caution and caution.

"Sha..."

The front of the mountain is not far from where the royal family stopped.

Seeing the comer, Fang Qingqiu hurriedly hugged his fists to greet him: "General Meng." ”

"Yes. ”

Meng Guang took a knife and clenched his fist to cushion the mat as a return salute, and then glanced at the two candidates behind Fang Qingqiu. seemed to notice that the two of them had extraordinary temperaments, and Meng Guang couldn't help but be a little suspicious: "Who are these two?"

Fang Qingqiu smiled: "Oh, these two are Fang's friends for many years, and they are both Yueyang leaders." Tonight it is dark and dim, and it is not appropriate to light a fire and lighting when acting secretly, Fang Mou is afraid that you will not be able to find the way later, so he specially brought it to lead the way for you. General, rest assured. ”

"Yes. With this, Meng Guang also put his mind at ease.

Fang Qingqiu said again: "All the matters in Yumu Village have been taken care of, Jia Haoren is waiting in the village, and the defense of the East and West Mountains has also been withdrawn, and the troops can be sent in from the three roads after the general verifies that they are correct." ”

"Well done. ”

Meng Guang nodded with satisfaction and said, "Then without further ado, let's go into the village to inspect now." ”

"Yes. ”

Fang Qingqiu didn't hesitate, bowed slightly, and then stretched out his hand to make a gesture of please: "General Meng, please." ”

Fang Qingqiu is very familiar with things, and groveling makes people feel relieved.

Meng Guang was not polite, and walked directly into the trail first. Fang Qingqiu led the two candidates to follow closely, and more than a dozen black-clothed soldiers cautiously lined up two mats at the end.

Dusky silent nights, eerie paths.

Centaurs on the go...

The hunters finally ushered in their prey.

But that's not enough...

Because, Yumu Village is not a small wooden boat floating on the river. The nets laid here are large enough that if they were only used to hunt a finless porpoise, it would undoubtedly be a tyrannical thing. So, what the hunters want is a river of fatty fish.

"Sha..."

Quietly and silently.

Only the traces and flesh left by the fiasco of the previous battle are quietly warning the people who come to you, and the butcher's knife is hanging above your heads. It's a pity that they can't hear ...

Visitors are cautious and are about to walk the path to the exit.

The subtle oily smell became slightly stronger, and Meng Guang's steps couldn't help but be much more cautious, glancing around, becoming more and more cautious.

The male examinee walking beside Fang Qingqiu slowly raised his head. His blazing gaze was faintly filled with a faint purple light in the blind corner that no one noticed. The purple light is faint, as thin as a needle and thread, silent. Due to the relationship between his backs, the dozen black-clothed sergeants behind the man could not be noticed, and Meng Guang, who was walking cautiously in front, could not pay attention.

"Da..."

And at the moment when the purple light was in full bloom, Meng Guang, who was walking in front, suddenly shuddered and stopped. All the sergeants who walked behind were suspicious for a moment, but because the matter here was extremely secretive, they didn't dare to speak out to ask the first half of the sentence for a while.

"Huh?"

After a while, Meng Guang suddenly stopped and sniffed his nose deeply, as if he had found something abnormal, then turned around and asked Fang Qingqiu: "Why is the greasy smell so strong here?"

The words were deep, and the tone was solemn but slightly pale.

Although it was a question, Meng Guang's expression was a little muna, and it seemed to be a little different from the state before entering the village. It's just that there is no fire in the path and it looks dim, so none of the dozen black-clothed sergeants behind the mat noticed his abnormality.

With his back to the dozen black-clothed sergeants, Fang Qingqiu showed a strange smile, and he replied in a low voice: "General, don't panic, before Xia Xun left, he ordered someone to sprinkle fire oil on the east and west mountain walls for bluff purposes, so it is so greasy." When I came, I had ordered people to be drenched with water, and the oil had been diluted, so please rest assured General Meng. ”

"Hmph..."

Snorted, Meng Guang pretended not to believe it, stroked the mountain wall with one hand, dipped it in oil and water, put it in his mouth and licked it, and then walked a few steps to the nearby scarecrow to dip it in oil and water, and then put it in his mouth and licked it.

After tasting it for a long time, he pretended to settle down and said, "You don't dare to lie to me." As he spoke, Meng Guang looked at the black-clothed sergeant behind him, and then said, "It's really quiet here, I'm afraid there will be an ambush." You wait for me here, and I'll go in and investigate and make up my mind. Without my order, none of you can enter the village for half a step. If there is any disturbance, immediately return to the rear army. ”

“......”

The dozen black-clothed sergeants behind him were stunned.

This arrangement is different from what I said before leaving...

One of the black-clothed sergeants couldn't help but be suspicious, and asked cautiously: "I'm afraid it's not appropriate for General Meng to be like this, you shouldn't risk your life as a general." Why don't you wait here, and I'll take a few brothers to check the inside story first?"

"Nope. ”