Mo Bao, who was trapped by the army of golden locks, saw that no more cannons were fired at the bottom of the mountain, and no longer threw oil crockpots at the foot of the mountain. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Big brother, tonight, we rushed at him, damn, last night Kuxian Hu saw that we lost so many oil clay pots, and no one got up to take a look. Mo Hu took the time to take a cold shower at the mountain col waterfall, and finally felt a lot more energetic.

"Come and see, Kuxian Hu must think that as long as we hold the steps, we will be in no way, but if we can go down to the city wall first, and then rush from the city wall to the point field, and kill him, and when they find out, we will run back from the steps, and if they pursue us, they will just enter the attack of our oil clay tank...... What do you think?" Mo Bao has thought about this plan many times in his heart, and it is naturally feasible to say it.

"Okay, that's a good idea, we can't sleep for the past two days, and we can't let so much waste sleep in peace. Mo Hu stroked his wet hair, "Big brother, this time it's up to me, you just sit on the mountain." ”

"Let's see what happens! If there is a moon tonight, we can't go down, so let's get ready! Each of us brings three large oil clay cans and calls that Bailiqi over. ”

"Big brother, three is enough, we have to bring more oil crockpots...... God forbid! There is no moon tonight. Mo Hu knelt on the ground and begged God.

The soldiers in the distance, seeing that the two main generals were talking and laughing, also chattered excitedly. They knew by their senses that they might be going to act tonight.

"Bailiqi, can you climb from here to that rock?"

Mo Bao and Mo Hu grabbed Bailiqi from the left and right to get their heads out of a bush of thatch, and Mo Bao pointed to the big rock more than thirty zhang away from the place where they were ambushed.

This soldier is called Bailiqi, who was a medicine collector before joining the army, and is used to climbing. During the day, he was ordered to use a vine to go down to the foot of the mountain to explore the way for everyone. Seeing that there were Kuxian Hu soldiers guarding the foot of the mountain, he quietly returned to the mountain.

"Yes, just walk over these cracks, do you want me to help the soldiers?"

Bailiqi looked at the city wall under the big rock and there were a lot of Kuxianhu soldiers standing on it, it was easy to go down, but he had to rely on two legs to run out of the layers of the Kuxianhu army, wasn't he looking for death? Bailiqi secretly made up his mind in his heart, he couldn't go to death this time, he climbed the cliff of Manglan Mountain with a vine yesterday, he was fighting for his life, Bailiqi knew the truth that good things don't come in pairs, he subconsciously touched the piece of gold on his chest that Mo Leopard rewarded himself.

"No, you just need to go from here to that rock and tie the vines, and we'll ......take care of the rest," Mo Leopard retracted his head suddenly, and pressed Bailiqi's head down, "There are bitter immortal soldiers looking this way, let's go back first! ”

As soon as the sun set, the bright moon was like a wash, and the clear moonlight sprinkled the entire Manglan ruins, Mo Hu kept his head up, his neck was sore, and the laughter of the Kuxian Hu soldiers faintly came from the bottom of the mountain.

"This god is so inauthentic, I begged it for a long time, and the moon still came out. Mo Hu said to Mo Bao with some disappointment: "Big brother, bring me a cannon too!"

"Wait, you can see that the moon has a rough edge, and maybe it will be covered by clouds in the second half of the night. Mo Bao rolled two corn husks and handed one to his brother.

"Brother Mo, wait for the action, I will also participate!" The centurion Shang Dali, who stayed at the top of the mountain, heard Bailiqi who came to get the vines say that there was an operation tonight, and he ran a lot of mountain roads to ask for battle.

"Go back, the top of the mountain will be handed over to you, why do you leave your post without permission? You have learned these things in the past two years in the academy? You yourself are like this, how can you lead the troops?"

"I ......" Shang Dali turned around helplessly, just wanting to leave.

"Wait, vigorously you stay. Lao Yu, come here, you are injured, go to the top of the mountain for Dali, Dali's arm strength is strong, and he will be used later. ”

"Yes!" a centurion with a minor arm wound led the way and galloped away.

After midnight, the mountain wind increased significantly, and more than a dozen bonfires lit in the barracks rose into the sky in the wind, and dozens of bitter immortals were busy withdrawing the fire, and the huge backs blocked half of the mountain.

"Big brother, come out quickly and look at the moon. Mo Hu pulled down his eldest brother's feet, and Mo Leopard came out of a narrow cave.

There was a huge black cloud in the northern sky that was blown by the wind, and it was about to block the red-hot hairy moon.

"Tell Beliqi to get ready, and the others bring the crockpots. ”

"We're all set. Shang Dali and the other five hundred soldiers stood up in unison, each with a lot of oil clay pots hanging on their chests.

"Vigorously, when you go down, do as I say, and throw all the crockpots into the council hall. ”

"Got it, Vice General Mo, I'll ask a few of them to carry the oil crockpot for me. Shang Dali was already trying his best to suppress his excitement, but there was still a slight trilling in his voice.

"Everyone's oil clay cans must be left in the end, after rushing down the city wall, the Kuxian Hu soldiers will definitely catch up, use this one to cover themselves and run to the steps, when you get to the steps, you will be safe, these oil clay cans on the mountain will cut off the tail for you. ”

The soldiers let out a soft laugh, and it was reassuring to fight with such a general, who would not only tell them how to charge, but also teach them how to retreat properly.

"Wait for the Kuxian soldiers to cross those bonfires, you will throw away the small oil clay pots, try to stay as far as possible, leave room for yourself, and don't hurt your comrades. ”

"Yes!"

The soldiers who remained on the mountain had already wiped down all the oil clay pots.

Hundreds of people waited for the black cloud to come, and after another half an hour, the moon was finally blocked by the cloud.

Since Bailiqi had already carefully read the route during the day, he carried a large bundle of vines on his back, and almost ran over the cliff dozens of feet. After a while, the thick vines shook a few times, and this was Bailiqi's signal that he had tied the rope firmly.

Mo Bao grabbed the rope and easily came to the big rock, on which only seven or eight people could stand.

"Vice Admiral Mo, the rope that went down is also tied. Bai Liqi handed the rope in his hand to Mo Leopard.

"When we're all down, you put away the rope, stay safe, and stay away. ”

"Yes!"

Without waiting for Bailiqi to answer, Mo Leopard had already grabbed the rope and slipped down, landing right on the city wall. Mo Leopard was stuck in the shadow of the arrow battlement, and the bonfire on the city wall not far away, although it was no longer burning, but the huge charcoal fire had not been completely extinguished, flickering and flickering, and if anyone paid special attention to this direction, it would be easy to find.

Mo Leopard Cat quickly came to the edge of the bonfire, untied a large water bladder, and poured it on the charcoal fire, a puff of white smoke rose, and the wall became darker.

Since Mo Bao took over the defense of this manglan section, Mo Bao has walked through every corner several times, and he knows that the soldiers are in the newly built bunker not far away, where the wind is steady and relatively warm. Mo Bao walked a few steps, and sure enough, he heard the sound of the bitter immortal soldiers talking from the bunker.

"This month's military salary said that I would wait until I returned to Kuxianhu, damn, I don't know if I can go back alive. ”

"Let's also share the worries of the Great Creator!"

"Hey, God operator, did your family force you to buy pieces of paper?"

"Why not, a hundred Shenzhou coins, it is said that it is beneficial to silver, and it is one cent more than the money bank. ”

"We won, everything is good, we defeated, we played together. ”

Mo Bao heard that there were four people in the bunker, and he rushed in, it was easy to kill these four people, but in order not to make a little noise, he could only wait for the people behind to come up.

Mo Hu came over, and from the subtle friction between the quivers, Mo Leopard heard that it was the third brother, and he hung five or six quivers on his body. Mo Bao turned his head and saw the figure of the third brother stopped by the bonfire, he knelt on the ground and urinated on the bonfire, it seemed that the wind blew, and the charcoal fire was rekindled.

Mo Bao grabbed the third brother's wet hand, pressed his thumb down, and signaled that there were four people in the bunker. The index finger of Mo Hu's other hand lightly tapped three times on the back of his eldest brother's hand, indicating that he knew.

"If you want to win, how can it be so easy! After so many years of fighting, my family has counted from my grandfather's grandfather's generation, and there have been more than a dozen people who have been martyred for the great creator of Jinli. ”

"Who is talking nonsense, which battalion are you from?" Mo Leopard coughed lightly and appeared at the small door of the bunker.

The four soldiers in the bunker must have been frightened enough, one head came out, Mo Hu grabbed him, and the three-edged thorn in his hand pierced into his chest.

stabbed three in a row, and when the last one came out, Mo Leopard's three fingers pinched his throat fiercely and pushed him back into the bunker, "Say, password?"

The unlucky ghost was pinched by Mo Leopard, smelled a smell of smoke, and thought it was a joke by the sentry commander.

"Sentry Chief, what nonsense are we talking about, you hurt me. ”

"Password?"

"Giant cannon!" the soldier finished speaking, only to feel his throat tighten again, this time fiercely, "click", the soldier heard that his throat bone was broken, his head tilted, and a loud and smelly fart was released from below, which frightened Mo Leopard and Mo Hu.

Mo Bao and Mo Hu touched three small bunkers in a row, and when they came to a large bunker that could hide more than 30 people, they heard snoring sound one after another from inside. By this time the moon had come to the other side of the black cloud, and the black cloud in that corner was much brighter. Mo Bao felt that the results were too slow, so he took off an oil clay pot and threw it into the bunker fiercely.

"Bang!"

The five hundred men, who heard the signal of action, began to run up the city wall towards the steps of the gatehouse...... From time to time, a Bitter Immortal Margin soldier rushed out of the bunker, "Password?"

"Giant cannon!" Mo Bao replied, and Mo Hu's arrow hit them in the throat accurately.

There were thousands of people stationed in the gatehouse, and when they heard the sound, they didn't wait to rush out of the gatehouse, and the oil clay pot in Mo Bao's hand flew over a distance of more than 20 zhang and exploded at the door accurately. There was chaos on the city wall, and the Kuxianhu soldiers in the barracks were still snoring, thinking that it was the Heavenly Court Army that was engaged in a fatigue battle again.

Shang Dali hung a dozen oil clay cans and quickly crossed Mo Bao, threw three into the window of the gatehouse in a row, and rushed down the stairs of the city wall without stopping a single step.

More than a dozen Kuxianhu soldiers guarding the staircase were looking east and west towards the city wall, and when they saw a big man coming, they asked curiously, "Have the crockpots fallen on the city wall?"

"Uh-huh!"

Shang Dali ran past them, turned around, and smashed a small three-pound oil clay pot on the wall above them.

"Boom!" a dozen or so Bitter Immortal Margin soldiers lay together.

Shang Dali ran through the south gate of the barracks and rolled a large oil clay tank inside, but he didn't expect the oil tank to roll over a few times, and the lead was crushed. The crockpot didn't explode, only smashing the soldier guarding the door.

"Heavenly Court cattle have stolen the camp!"

He struck the gong hanging on the wall to warn him, and after two strikes, Mo Hu's sharp arrow "swished" into the back of his head.

"Bang!" the soldier slammed his head into the last long thud of his life. (To be continued.) )