Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Net

When one hundred and one of the decapitated bodies were found by another group of rangers and transported back to the barracks, the merchant army was furious.

Wen Zhong gathered the generals to discuss the matter, and all the sect members were bitter because of Meng Jin's death, and they asked Wen Zhong for orders to lead a group of men and horses to avenge Meng Jin.

Wen Zhong waved his hand to stop the people, and said in a deep voice: "The hatred of the same door and the hatred of the soldiers, naturally it should be avenged." However, a charter had to be negotiated. Now that we haven't even figured out the enemy's reality and traces, what's the use of being ruthless?"

As soon as these words were uttered, everyone fell silent. They kept saying revenge, and after hearing that Zhong woke up, he calmed down and thought about it, and then remembered that he didn't even know who the other party was, and even if he led the troops out, who should he find to take revenge.

After a moment of silence, Zhang Kuijian said: "Our cultivation is still shallow, and the technique of estimation is not perfect, so I can't calculate the origin and whereabouts of the other party. Taishi's cultivation is far above us, so why don't you also calculate?"

Wen Zhong smiled bitterly and shook his head: "The old man has already tried, but he also has no clue." The other party should have the protection of a superior person, and the spell is cast to disturb the cause and effect. ”

"Master, the last general has some ideas. After everyone quieted down, Li Jing, who had not said a word before, stood up and spoke slowly.

Wen Zhong knew Li Jing's ability, and expected that since he opened his mouth, he would have insight in his heart, so he said, "Li Jing, what do you think of this matter?"

Li Jing said: "I have examined the body of the deceased just now, and now all of them have arrow wounds, and those who were hit by arrows are all in critical places. The last general heard that General Meng Jin was good at a 'black smoke flag' magic technique, and he had no reason not to use it when he wanted to fight the enemy. This means that the other party is shooting everyone through the black smoke released by General Meng, and this kind of archery should only be done by the marksmen of the Fengyi clan. ”

Listening to Li Jing talk eloquently, even the sectarians who had left a knot in their hearts because of the last incident couldn't help but show admiration.

Li Jing said again: "Among the dead, only General Meng's scars are different. It looked like it was also an arrow wound, but the wound was huge, and the flesh around the wound was scorched by the heat. A few days ago, the last general had heard the Taishi talk about the strengths and weaknesses of the Jiuyi clans, and mentioned that the patriarch of the Fengyi clan had a Zhiyang technique called 'Sun Shooting Jue'. The one who shot and killed General Meng should be the one who has learned this exercise. ”

Wen Zhong couldn't help but nod his head and asked, "In your opinion, how should this matter be handled?"

Li Jing replied confidently: "The last general asked the people who rushed to the accident site later, judging from the hoof prints and other traces at the scene, the number of people in many parties is not much, it should only be between three hundred and five hundred. The purpose of such a small but extremely elite group of men and horses sneaking so close to our army was nothing more than guerrilla harassment. Their targets would only be the scattered patrol rangers of our army, and the troops carrying grain and grass in the rear. So instead of looking for them aimlessly, let's let them come to the door themselves!"

Wen Zhong's face showed appreciation, and he picked up an arrow from the case with his backhand, and shouted: "Since you have a plan, the old man will leave this matter to you with full authority." Whether you want soldiers or generals, you can use this order to recruit arrows at any time!"

Li Jing received the order in his hand, bowed down and said, "The last general will take the order!"

Over the next few days, three merchant patrol rangers and one grain carrier were attacked. Fortunately, everyone was instructed in advance to get out immediately when the situation was not good, and they would never entangle with the enemy, so the casualties were not too great.

On this day, another army of grain carriers came from the rear. Because of the previous losses, this time the army accompanying the escort was a full 5,000 people, and they were on guard all the way without leaving a single flaw. During this period, some people had vaguely seen the traces of the enemy, but the other party may not have found a chance to attack, and it has never been difficult. Now it seems that there are two more days to go, and we can reach the merchant army camp in front.

"Yi Lie, it seems that we have no chance this time!"

Thirty miles away from the grain army, Yi Lie, who had killed Meng Jin with that arrow, was talking to another young man.

"Who said there was no chance?" Seeing the young man's disappointed look, Yi Lie chuckled and shook his head, "I want to teach these merchants a lesson tonight that will last a lifetime!"

"You want to attack the merchant army tonight?" the young man said after a moment's pause, "but you can see what happened a few days ago, the other side is heavily guarded, and there are far more people than us. If you force an attack, even if you succeed, you will suffer heavy losses. ”

Yi Lie smiled: "You are wrong, if you did it a few days ago, the result may be as you said." However, this place is not far from the merchant camp, and I expect that the other party's guard against the road should be a little relaxed. It's the right time to strike!"

"I understand!" Ye Huan applauded, "You have been far away from the other party for the past two days, just to make the other party think that we have given up, so that they can relax their vigilance even more!"

Yi Lie nodded with a smile and asked, "What's the matter, how about you take the lead tonight?"

Ye Huan patted his chest and said: "Don't worry, tonight the Dingjiao Shang Army will see the power of my Yiyi Yejia's 'Tooth Splitting Knife'!"

As the night deepened, the camp of the merchant army carrying grain had fallen into silence. Yi Lie and Night Noise led three hundred men and horses to sneak close like a group of ghosts. Among these three hundred people, half of the elite warriors of the Fengyi and Yiyi clans each accounted for half, and among them, there were fifteen guard masters trained by the Yi family of the Fengyi clan and the Ye family of the Yiyi clan.

Looking at the movement of the military camp from afar, Ye Huan said to Yi Lie beside him with some excitement: "I really expected it, the guards of the merchant army are really much lax!"

Yi Lie smiled and did not answer, raised his right hand in the air, and then swung it down sharply.

More than ten feather arrows flew out of the string silently, and at the moment when the feather arrows left the string, the shooter of the arrow immediately pressed the bowstring with his fingers, eliminating the sound of the bowstring's ringing. The principle of this "silent arrow" seems simple, but in fact it has extremely high requirements for the shooter. A little earlier, the angle and force of the arrow will be greatly affected, and a little later, the sound of the string will already alarm the enemy. Among the one hundred and fifty Fengyi warriors present, only fifteen archers from the Yi family could do it.

The sound of bodies falling to the ground came from the camp gate and the guard towers on both sides, and more than a dozen Shang soldiers who were guarding them fell to the ground at almost the same time. Because without exception, they were blocked by an arrow, so no half of them could scream.

Seeing that the guards had been dealt with by the Yi family's marksman, Ye Huan beckoned behind him, and at the same time drove his horse forward, and one hundred and fifty Yi warriors urged their horses to follow. Yi Lie led one hundred and fifty Fengyi warriors to follow closely behind, each with a bow and arrow, alertly observing the movements around him.

The night hustle and bustle took the lead, picking up the several layers of antlers densely covered in front of the camp gate to reject the horse, and the camp gate was reached in an instant.

"Kill!" With a loud shout, the night hustle suddenly raised the degree of the war horse to the extreme, and a huge scimitar with a length of five feet in his hand slashed out, tearing the thick camp gate to pieces like a devastation, and killing it headlong.

The crowd that followed shouted in unison, like a pack of wolves rushing into the camp, but no one was present, and the corpses of the guards on the ground were quietly changing, turning from flesh and blood into dolls made of sand.

These more than 300 men and horses were all extremely experienced soldiers, and after entering the camp, they only ran out of dozens of steps, and saw that there was no movement around them, and they all felt that something was wrong and reined in violently without two orders.

"This is a trap, retreat!" Yi Lie's face was extremely ugly, and he shouted angrily, turning his horse's head and retreating.

However, once you are caught in the net, how can you get out so easily, and there are ambushes all around, and the shouts are loud.

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