Chapter 376: The Devil's Riding Tracks, Striking the Grass and Startling the Snake

Woniuling is not far from Laoshan Fucheng, it is a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, the mountains are not high, the trees are lush, the streams are murmuring, wild flowers and fruits are everywhere, and many shepherd boys like to drive their livestock here to graze. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 infoThe cattle and sheep are full, and the shepherd boys can also have a good time, picking some fruits to eat from time to time, leisurely and happy!

But since the war, this place has changed!

When the barbarian army entered, hundreds of people wailed and fled for their lives, and thousands of them fled to Woniu Ridge.

In any case, Woniuling is also a mountain, and there are enough woods, and in people's subconscious, they feel that this place may be able to provide shelter, so they can hide it, and wait for the barbarians to leave and return to the capital city.

But this is the beginning of a nightmare!

When the barbarian army left Laoshan Mansion, they passed by this mountain, found a refugee, and surrounded and killed them. Regardless of the old, the young, the women and the children, none of them were spared.

On that day, the mountains and forests were soaked with blood, and the streams were dyed red, and the water that flowed out was blood!

The barbarian army killed and buried it, and left, thousands of corpses were in the wilderness, and the stench was overwhelming. Later, all the corpses were decomposed, and they became skeletons, which were displayed in the open air.

Woniu Ridge has become a mountain of lying corpses, and has become a famous mass grave, I don't know how many new dead corpses have been thrown here, some can still be buried in the ground, and more are abandoned casually......

There is a great murder here, and when night falls, no one dares to approach. There are many rumors in the market, saying that the mountain is ominous, the magic shadow is sufficient, and the ghost cries wolf, which is very terrifying. It is said that the rats on the mountain are as big as dogs because they eat the carcasses......

There was also a mountain mourning, and the eyes were round and large, glowing with a terrible red!

Autumn night, tonight the stars and moon are gloomy, the wind is quite strong, and it looks like it is going to rain. As we approached, the chill intensified. There was a whining sound, and it was as if someone was crying on the mountain, and it made people tremble.

Wail!

With a hiss, a night owl flew up, and finally landed on a man's shoulder.

If you don't look closely, you can't really see that there is a person sitting on that rock.

He was not tall, his whole body was shrouded in a wide black robe, and he sat motionless on the stone, not saying a word, as if he had become one with the stone.

The night owl flew in, and the man suddenly spoke, reciting a series of difficult incantations, and his voice was low, like a ghost's murmur, with a cold air that penetrated into the bones.

After reading it, the night owl nodded, flapped its wings and flew away, disappearing into the night, and disappeared into the night, where to go.

Immediately after, another black shadow quickly appeared, one, two...... There were four of them, and at last they all galloped up to the man and bowed down as if they were worshipping a god!

These are all huge mountain rats, although they are not as big as dogs as rumored to be, but they are not far in size, with pointed heads and long tails, and their whole body fur is black and shiny, which is disgusting and terrifying.

The man looked at the rats, seemed satisfied, nodded his head, and held out a right hand.

The hand was thin and long, a layer of skin and bone, and above the five fingers, the nails were about three inches long, sharp as thorns.

He flicked his fingers, and black gas burst out.

The four giant rats hurriedly opened their mouths wide to absorb the black qi, like a delicacy. After sucking, he turned around and quickly left, disappearing.

After the man burst out of the black qi, if there was a loss, his figure was a little sluggish, and as soon as he raised his hand again, someone came from below.

This is also a guy who is shrouded in a wide black robe, but he is tall, and the existence of armor is revealed in his black robe, and there is a strong stench on his body all the time.

Corpse stench!

When a person is covered in the smell of corpses, it means that he is no longer a living person, but a dead person, a walking corpse.

Shura Demon Rider!

The demon rider was not riding a horse now, and dragged a corpse in each of his left and right hands.

Two fresh corpses, shortly killed. From the clothes on their bodies, it can be seen that both of them are soldiers of Laoshan Mansion.

They should have been sent out of the city by Jiang Caoqi and were responsible for patrolling and guarding the sentries. They found the Asura Demon Rider, but they could never go back and tell the truth.

The two corpses were placed in front of the black-robed man, and the knight turned away.

The black-robed man put his hands out together, and they were respectively covered with a volley on the corpse's head, and the words were in his mouth, and the next moment, a strange red light flowed from the top of the corpse's head—no, it should have been sucked out.

The red light entered the palm of the black-robed man, and then his body began to tremble slightly, bearing inexplicable pain.

Half an hour later, no more red light appeared, as if it had been exhausted.

The black-robed man began to gasp for breath, and suddenly as if he heard something, he stood up and looked up into the distance, where the Laoshan Mansion was located.

"Boom!"

Laughter is like crying, and there is an extra bell in his left hand, which is gently shaken to make a crisp sound.

There were more than a dozen people around, all holding horses in their hands.

Those horses are not ordinary normal horses, the lines are strong, the main parts of the horse's body are covered with armor, the horse's eyes are slender, and when it blinks, a strange red light bursts out. They also have a deep stench on them, and they are not living creatures.

The black-robed man walked down, turned over a horse, and took the lead, and more than a dozen demon riders surrounded him, and soon disappeared into the dark mountain forest.

......

"Stop!"

Chen Sanlang, who was galloping on his horse, slammed the reins and shouted a command.

Jiang Caoqi also stopped the horse almost at the same time.

Gotta get it!

The hundreds of riders behind reacted quickly, but it took some effort to stop completely, which allowed the mounts to slow down.

The more people there are in a team, the more difficult it is to command. The so-called "tail is too big to fall" is this truth. Therefore, when marching and fighting, it is necessary to conduct hard training in the barracks in advance and formulate various banner commands. Different orders contain different meanings, forward and backward, division of troops and flank attacks, and so on, which are very detailed. And the most famous kind of order should be "collect troops".

Mingjin retreats!

In this way, even in the midst of a chaotic battle, as long as they see or hear the order, the soldiers will know what to do, so as to maintain the formation and maintain the combat power.

But now, because it was a night march, I only relied on the faint starlight to see the road, but fortunately the road was relatively flat, otherwise the horse would have lost its front hooves and there would have been an accident.

The light is dim, the command is doubly difficult, and the banner is no longer needed. In view of this, Jiang Caoqi also made arrangements in advance, and all the cavalry were divided into ten formations, and each formation maintained a certain distance from each formation, which was very layered.

Then, as long as the front row stops moving forward, and the back row sees it, you know to slow down.

In fact, normally speaking, the night raid should have wrapped the horse's hooves in cloth, buckled the horse's mouth to chew the head, and prevented the neighing, and then the man dismounted, led the horse on foot, and waited until he was almost close to the target, then he released the restraint and got on the horse to kill.

This time, somehow, Chen Sanlang directly let everyone sprint. The sound of horses' hooves is so loud that they are afraid that they will be known only a few miles away, so they will startle the snake and flee.

Jiang Caoqi asked, "San Lang, what's wrong?"

Chen Sanlang replied: "They have already left, and they are no longer there." ”

Jiang Cao was stunned.

Chen Sanlang said: "Brother-in-law, do you think we shouldn't act so fanfare?"

Jiang Caoqi nodded, indicating that this was indeed the case.

Chen Saburo explained, "I never expected to be able to wipe out the Shura Demon Rider in one fell swoop, and besides, that place is not suitable for a battlefield. To put it bluntly, it is not conducive to us fighting each other, since this is the case, it is better to startle the snakes, let them leave, and then find an opportunity to move. ”

Jiang Caoqi listened, thoughtfully, and blurted out: "If the snake sneaks in the grass and its whereabouts are hidden, it will be difficult to hunt and kill, only by driving it out of the grass can it be easy to start?"

This brother-in-law is really not one of those pedantic scholars who is bent on reading dead books, and I don't know how he learned these strategies and tactics, and I don't see his apprentice, nor do I see him reading books in these aspects. It's also strange to say, before the crown, he not only had a terrifying disease, but also a cowardly personality, and when others said something louder, he would be frightened and cowered, like a quail. Now he is reborn, marching and fighting, commanding and deciding, completely different from a person.

Chen Sanlang smiled: "Yes, that's right." ”

Although he was smiling, his eyes were cold, looking at the outline of a mountain not far ahead.

There, it used to be called Woniu Mountain, but now it is called Wo Corpse Mountain!