The opponent's martial arts are very high, and acting alone can only allow the opponent to break through one by one, so Jindoro decides not to send out waiters anymore. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info because tracking prey in the snow is easy, just follow the footprints.

"That old lama is strong in martial arts, but no matter how strong the prey is, it will not escape death in front of a good hunter. Well, just like hunting, divide the spearmen into three teams, block them in all directions, and when the prey is exhausted, they will shoot together!"

Thinking about it, he divided the team into 4 teams, a team of 200 spearmen, and pursued them in a fan shape, and ordered that after discovering the target, he would not engage in battle, but only drive the encirclement. And he personally led the archers to follow, and after the spearmen formed the word "pin" to encircle, he shot them with bows and arrows.

Messy footsteps spread across the snow, and it was a hunter's game.

Jindoro led 200 archers along the middle of the spearmen. There was an earth-shattering shout of slaughter behind the snow mound ahead, and it seemed that the hunters were beginning to drive away their prey, and he commanded to speed up the march. After a while, there was a smell of blood in front of him, and Jindora was shocked in his heart, why did he smell of blood when he had ordered that he should not engage in battle? A feeling of uneasiness gradually rose from his heart.

Picking up speed again, he climbed the snow mound to take a look, and the sight in front of him made Jindora's sweat and hair tighten all over his body, and his vision was in a trance.

On the white snow, a bright red color splashed out like a splash of ink, and the spears of the spear corps were either upside down or standing in the bloody field, or broken in two, like a lifeless thorn forest. The Thorn Forest was littered with corpses, stumps and severed arms, and many soldiers were left alive, dragging their incomplete bodies to wriggle and wail on the bloody ground.

"What's going on?" Jindoro shuddered, his lips trembling, "What about my mid lane spearmen? All 100 people are dead? I've only been here for half a burnt of incense, what the hell is going on here?"

As the sun sets in the west, the snow turns a warm orange in the afterglow of the setting sun, but the air around it is getting colder.

Using the method taught by the Blood Knife Ancestor to create the illusion of escaping down the mountain, Yuan Xiaoguan slowly retreated, provoked with his sword scabbard, carefully covered the little blood stains and footprints on the ground, and disguised it as if no one had passed by. Ten minutes later, he stood up, looked at his results, nodded with satisfaction, and bowed down behind a snowdrift.

It's a leeward snow nest, and Hatomo and Huiguang are busy pressing the walls of the cave, turning the snow into ice, and then building a snow cave with the help of clothes as a temporary shelter. Everyone planned to spend the night here, this was the idea of the Blood Knife Ancestor, although a few hundred meters further to the mountainside snow line, the snow line under the snow line was green, and the temperature was much better than in this snow cave. But the Blood Knife Ancestor said that he would spend the night here, and Yuan Xiaoguan and the others had no objection. Because of the battle of 200 enemies not long ago, Yuan Xiaoguan and others were extremely convinced of him.

At this time, the Blood Knife Ancestor was sitting in the snow cave to heal his wounds, he was covered in blood, mostly from the enemy, but he also had a wound on his back that was more than an inch long. Now that the wound has been medicated and bandaged, under the powerful healing ability of the Dragon Elephant Prajnagong, the wound has stopped bleeding and scabbed, and it is estimated that it will heal in a short time.

Looking at the old lama in front of him, Yuan Xiaoguan had palpitations, and couldn't help but think of the previous battle.

Finding that there were chasing soldiers behind him, the Blood Knife Ancestor took Yuan Xiaoguan and a few people to leave the road and take refuge on the snowy mountains on the side. Along the way, the Blood Knife Ancestor did not hide his selfishness, and taught Yuan Xiaoguan his thoughts, coping strategies, and the secrets of snow battles one by one.

The sect of the Blood Knife Sect is very special, it basically does not have a fixed sect base, all the disciples are walking around the rivers and lakes, and the apprentices follow the master for a few years after they get started, learn some kung fu, and after the kung fu is successful, they will go to the rivers and lakes alone. It is only once a year that the agreed place meets for exchanges and competitions within the sect, mainly relying on the disciples' experience in the rivers and lakes, and those who have more experience in the rivers and lakes and have contributed greatly to the prestige of the sect will be taught higher martial arts. And the experience of the rivers and lakes is nothing more than fighting and killing, and this custom is to cultivate the actual combat experience of the disciples of the sect.

The existence and development of the Blood Knife Sect made them not afraid of any form of encirclement and suppression at all, so the Blood Knife Sect people could do whatever they wanted on the rivers and lakes without considering the consequences. The Blood Knife Ancestor dared to chop the fake Gu Mozhi into minced meat in front of everyone, and it was also because of this. This way of development makes the disciples of the Blood Knife Sect proficient in actual combat, and they have a lot of experience in the rivers and lakes.

And the Blood Knife Ancestor, as the head of the Blood Knife, not only has rich experience in the rivers and lakes, but he also absorbs and learns from the experience reported by all the disciples, so the actual combat experience and experience in the rivers and lakes are simply incomparable.

The Blood Knife Ancestor was half showing off and half educating for a while, all he said was the cooperation of battle and the right time and place, Yuan Xiaoguan knew that this old lama who was not good-looking had the same combat quality and field knowledge as military experts in later generations, at least in the snow-capped mountain terrain, this old lama knew almost everything.

What kind of terrain is suitable for what kind of battle, which snow is soft, which snow is firm, which snow is loose and hard, and which snow looks strong and has soft snow holes underneath......

There are also snow tracking and fan tracking skills, how to find enemy footprints, and how to eliminate your own traces. After walking for a short time, the Blood Knife Ancestor revealed a hand of snow and lost his hand, and he instructed Yuan Xiaoguan and the others to skillfully handle the footprints, and then walked backwards. The 5 scouts sent by the pursuers were turned around by the Blood Knife Ancestor with footprints, and after a while, they entered the trap set by the Ancestor, and then the whole army was wiped out. With the guidance of the Blood Knife Ancestor, Yuan Xiaoguan also killed a master, this person's basic marksmanship, light skills, fists and feet are close to 100, and he is a waiter. If Yuan Xiaoguan faced him in normal times, he would only have the share of running, but with the trap of the Blood Knife Ancestor and the experience of facing the enemy, Yuan Xiaoguan killed him easily, and at the same time, he also knew that even in the army, there were people who practiced martial arts.

"Walking the rivers and lakes, the level of martial arts is not the only criterion for determining victory or defeat, but also depends on wisdom!" After silently solving the five waiters, the Blood Knife Ancestor said to Yuan Xiaoguan.

Then in a hollow where a snow cave was hidden underground, the Blood Knife Ancestor let Yuan Xiaoguan see the horror after the combination of martial arts and wisdom.

In the face of 200 heavily armed officers and soldiers, he was alone, with a knife, relying on his familiarity with the terrain and a series of simple foot traps, he solved the two people without revealing himself, and then he changed into the clothes of officers and soldiers under the snow, and swaggered out of the ground and blended into the team.

What followed was a brutal assassination. Every time the wind and snow struck, when the officers and soldiers hid their faces to hide, a few soldiers disappeared, and it was not until the number was so small that people could detect it at a glance, and the soldiers reacted. However, the remaining dozens of soldiers no longer posed a threat to the Blood Knife Ancestor. After a terrible massacre, the bodies of 200 soldiers were left forever in the snow. And the Blood Knife Ancestor only suffered a small injury on his back.

It is true that the Blood Knife Ancestor fought against two hundred infantry alone, and he was injured by relying on trickery to win, which was quite inferior to the third brother Shi Potian's easy frontal resistance to hundreds of elite cavalry. But after watching this massacre, Yuan Xiaoguan's heart was even more shocked than when he saw the hundreds of cavalry breaking through the sky.

Shi Potian relied on the super high martial arts of the Heavenly Fury and the resentment of the people to crush it head-on, and he himself had the ability to defeat one hundred enemies, so Yuan Xiaoguan was more enjoyable than shocked after watching him do it. Shi Potian's methods can't be viewed from common sense at all, and it is impossible to have reference value, there are really not many people in the world who can rampage in the cavalry like him.

But the Blood Knife Ancestor is different, his martial arts are not as good as Shi Potian, he doesn't dare to resist in the face of dozens or hundreds of spears attacking at the same time, and it is also difficult to dodge, one person against two hundred people is an almost impossible task for him. But it was because of this that Yuan Xiaoguan felt shocked, the ingenious strategy, the assassination that integrated the time and place, the accurate judgment of the situation, and the life-and-death momentum when he finally hit the hard, all made him have endless aftertastes.

These soldiers are nothing in terms of personal force alone, their personal attributes are only above average, and their martial arts are only dozens of basic marksmanship and fists, even Yuan Xiaoguan can easily deal with one or two. But rushing and killing in the army is not as good as one-on-one. When there are weapons in all directions, ordinary masters can't please them at all, which is a quantitative change that causes a qualitative change. Just like a pack of wolves, one or two don't matter, but a pack of wild wolves is a nightmare for all.

The Blood Knife Ancestor fully demonstrated what it means to integrate martial arts and wisdom, and when he was really weaker than his opponent, he adopted the strategy of encroaching and weakening, and when the enemy was weakened to a certain extent, he would kill with one blow.

When he killed the last person, the Blood Knife Ancestor had almost used up his strength, and there was not much internal force left, which showed how accurate his estimation of the strength of both the enemy and the enemy had reached, and the slightest mistake could be lost.

This is the fight with life, this is the rivers and lakes where fate hangs by a thread, this is the veritable cunning of the old treacherous!

At that time, not only Yuan Xiaoguan, but even Gu Mozhi's eyes showed a look of admiration.

In order to let the Blood Knife Ancestor recuperate from his injuries with peace of mind and recover his strength, Yuan Xiaoguan took the initiative to take on the duty of keeping vigil that night. As expected, the officers and soldiers chased down the mountain after collecting the rope for a while, and no one thought that the person they were looking for was still on the snowy mountain.

Jin Duoluo lost 200 people, and he no longer dared to support the big, he took the initiative to contact Pubuza, the head of a thousand households stationed at the foot of the mountain, and mobilized nearly 3,000 people to support, and Murong Fuqin led 800 black-armored guards to chase and kill along the road. The riot of thousands of people continued for half the night, but in the end they were all confused by the illusion created by Yuan Xiaoguan and chased them down the mountain.

There was no danger in the night, Yuan Xiaoguan listened to the sounds outside in fear in the first half of the night, and saw that it was okay in the second half of the night, so he carefully recalled the experience of the Blood Knife Ancestor against the enemy, and gained a lot.

After a night of meditation and cultivation, the Blood Knife Ancestor had recovered his internal strength, and in addition to the injury on his back and some obstacles, his martial arts had recovered. Under his leadership, the group not only did not go down the mountain, but turned back and came to the Irumo Inn outside the Great Wheel Temple.

"High! Master, the most dangerous place is often the safest!

Yuan Xiaoguan admired the Blood Knife Ancestor's return pistol to the ground, and a few flattering words caused the Ancestor to be elated. Gu Mozhi also praised it, and the Blood Knife Ancestor was even happier. These two old monks have fought with each other all their lives, and they don't like each other, but at this moment, Gu Mozhi has no martial arts, and the Blood Knife Ancestor has lost the reason to look at him unpleasantly, and the two of them can get along peacefully.

The Irito Inn is not big, but two circles of wooden houses are encircled into two courtyards. The courtyard in front is the guest room and the place to eat, there are only 8 guest rooms, both dilapidated and crowded, the pilgrims who go to the Great Wheel Temple would rather live in the temple than live far here, so the business is cold on weekdays, but because the Great Wheel Temple does not accept female guests, some pilgrims bring their families to worship the Buddha, so they settle their families here. This is also the biggest reason why the Blood Knife Ancestor chose to settle here.

Due to the accident at the Great Wheel Temple, the pilgrims in the temple have long been clean. When a few people checked in, there was not a single guest in the inn. In order to avoid the eyes and ears of outsiders, Yuan Xiaoguan chartered the backyard of the inn, which has 4 rooms, which was originally where the inn guys lived, and now under Yuan Xiaoguan's golden offensive, the guys all went to live in the guest room.

After resting for a day in the inn, the Blood Knife Ancestor went out to investigate, and the news he brought back was not optimistic. The location of the temple is remote, there are only a few roads down the mountain, and now all the roads are blocked, and the officers and soldiers have set up checkpoints at the intersections, and pedestrians can only be allowed to pass after inspection. After discussion, they decided to hide from the limelight at the inn.

In the past few days, Yuan Xiaoguan has not heard anything outside the window, and he has time to practice basic sword techniques and practice internal skills. The basic sword technique has reached level 57, and the basic internal strength and dragon elephant prajna skill have reached level 52 and 50 respectively. The internal force has also increased by leaps and bounds, from more than 50 points to 96 points in one fell swoop.

Now his probe properties are:

"Name: Yuan Xiaoguan, age: 14, Jianghu status: fifth-generation disciple of the Blood Knife Sect.

Attributes: Strength 62 (60), Root Bone 65 (60), Perception 97 (60), Body Method 60 (60), Appearance 60 (60), Fortune (?). Note: Innate attributes are in parentheses.

Basic martial arts: basic fists and feet "beginners" (24), basic parrying "beginners" (22), basic internal skills "half-baked" (52), basic swordsmanship "half-baked" (57).

Special martial arts: Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong "half-baked" (50).

Miscellaneous knowledge: Reading and learning characters "self-contained" (370), meridian learning "rough skin" (59).

Secret Skill: Secret Skill: Heart of Garuda (3% in comprehension).

Status: Qi and blood 191 (193), energy 90 (100), internal force 96 (1500), satiety 96 (122), water 98 (122).

Special Attributes: Anti-Poison, 600. ”

Looking at the data of the exploration feedback, Yuan Xiaoguan was excited, because according to the setting in the game, when the internal force reaches 100, you can learn the long-awaited light skills!