Above the vast snowfield, as far as the eye can see. More than a dozen war horses suddenly appeared from the sky, with black armor and black cloaks, which formed a sharp contrast with the white between heaven and earth.

With the sound of neighing horses, the horses stopped one after another, and the rest of the ten knights turned over and dismounted, except for a few who were dragging behind. Everyone took off their helmets and pulled back their masks, revealing youthful faces.

The leader took a leather bag from his waist, raised his neck and took a sip, handed it to the person next to him, and after each person took a sip, the captain of the leader tied the skin bag around his waist again.

This is the burning knife that the right Xiaowei specially equipped for the scouts, and others are not qualified to do so.

Wine-making is extremely food-consuming, only in good years, the imperial court will allow private wine-making, more often, it is forbidden to drink, and the burning knives produced in Wuyi are more food-intensive, and because the degree is extremely high, it is generally used as a medical staff to disinfect the wounded, and ordinary people have no chance to enjoy it at all.

In fact, this kind of spirit, in addition to some people, more people do not like it, it is too strong.

But this is not the case with these scouts, they are mostly out of the army, usually only in small groups, and it is a luxury to want to drink a sip of hot water, and this kind of burning knife is their favorite.

A sip of liquor down, a layer of blush on the face, the scouts took out a towel from the horse jacket one after another, and wiped their horses vigorously, a small half-day gallop, and in such snow, even if it is a good war horse, at this time it is also sweating profusely, do not dry the sweat, such weather, will soon freeze into ice ballast, which is a war horse, but there is a lot of damage.

For them, the war horse is the second life.

"Li Zhonglang will be too careful. What kind of ambush can there be in such an endless snowfield? One of the scouts laughed. Even if there is an ambush, can those savages, slave troops, be our opponents? I don't think it's an ambush, but we have to kill it. ”

"Shut up!" The head of the chief sank his face: "Just obey the order, we'll just do this, what's the matter, I still wronged you?" When did you learn to talk so much! ”

"Yes, Captain!" The scout stuck out his tongue and grimaced.

"The lion fights the rabbit with all his strength." Shi Chang said: "Even a mosquito can suck a mouthful of blood from you!" There's nothing wrong with being careful. ”

"Got it!" Seeing that the team was looking serious, the scouts who were originally laughing became solemn for a while.

"Rest for half an hour, then continue to explore ten miles, and then return!" Shi Chang said sharply.

"Yes!" Ten scouts shouted.

The three of them were still on their horses, and the seven people who dismounted, including Shi Chang, did not gather together, but were extremely scattered, and the gap between each of them was about dozens of steps, looking extremely scattered.

This is certainly not because they are unorganized and undisciplined, on the contrary, it is the experience that the predecessors of the scouts have bought with their blood from generation to generation.

Scouts are used to find out the enemy's situation, and they are also the most vulnerable to enemy ambushes and attacks.

The first thing that makes any attempt to launch a surprise attack is to take out these scouts, otherwise the surprise attack will only turn into a strong attack.

The chief was the first to finish eating, then turned over and dismounted, and the three scouts who had been riding their horses to the left and right turned over and dismounted, and began to repeat the actions of their previous companions.

At all times, three scouts are always kept on horseback.

Shi Chang's eyes slowly scanned over the empty snowfield.

Nothing, indeed.

But the moment he just turned over and got on the horse, he always felt like he was on his back, as if something was staring at him in the dark.

Hell yes. Shi Chang took a sip and fought several battles in a row, probably feeling a little nervous.

His eyes inadvertently swept over some bulging snow blocks not far away, and his heart suddenly froze.

He felt for the crossbow arrow on his waist, and whether he was okay or not, he shot an arrow first. Just now he seemed to feel the snow move, of course, maybe he was dazzled.

As soon as he raised the crossbow arrow in his hand, the bulging snow suddenly grew taller, and what caught Shi Chang's eyes was a sharp arrow that flashed with cold light.

"Enemy attack!" With a bang, the crossbow bolt in his hand flew out, and at the same time, he roared loudly.

With a thud, the crossbow arrow struck the man, and the man staggered, but almost at the same time, a feathered arrow flew in, but it was right in the neck of the war horse under the crotch.

Shi Chang was extremely experienced, and at the moment when danger came, while he shot the crossbow arrow, he slammed the horse with his other hand, causing the warhorse man to stand up, just blocking the arrow for him.

Throw off the saddle and dismount, throw away the crossbow in his hand, and pull out the horizontal knife at his waist with his backhand.

"Let's go!" He lay down behind his fallen horse and shouted loudly when he heard the whizzing rain of arrows in his ears.

The other two scouts on their horses did not hesitate to turn their horses, and at once galloped off into the distance.

After a pause, Shi Chang jumped up from the body of the warhorse, bowed his body, and rushed towards the side front. His horse is dead, and he can't leave quickly, but he must buy time for his comrades to get away.

The mission of the scouts is never to fight to the death, they just need to bring back the information of the enemy.

Scout to the death, only under one condition, that is, to confirm that they cannot get out safely.

The moment he rushed forward, Shi Chang's heart was cold.

Not far away, among the rising snowdrifts, rushed out wild men dressed in animal skins, and even wrapped in grass curtains, holding a longbow in their hands, and the bow in the hand of the leader was obviously different from the others, that is, this man shot his own war horse with an arrow. At this moment, the crossbow arrow was still stuck in his shoulder, but the man was wearing armor, and although the arrow broke through his armor, he was not seriously injured.

What's even more serious is that behind these people, on the snow that originally looked flat, one by one snowmen jumped up from the ground and rushed towards them, and the number of people was as many as hundreds.

Shi Chang had already understood by this time that these people had dug a pit in the snow and buried themselves inside, and seeing that they were extremely poorly dressed, they really couldn't understand how they could withstand such cold weather.

Ten scouts, two on horseback, and eight more, three covered in arrows, did not seem to interfere with their movements, and the opponent's arrows were too poor to break through their armor.

"Get on the horse and go!" Shi Chang shouted.

But he just shouted this one, and then changed the password: "Move closer to me!" ”

What prompted him to change his order was that he saw that in the rain of arrows just now, their war horses had all fallen at this moment.

He stopped, stood firm, with one foot in front and one in the back, roared angrily, grasped the horizontal knife with both hands, and slashed down diagonally, the tip of the knife accurately slashed through the neck of a short enemy who was running in front, and blood spurted out, and the man threw the knife and reached out to cover the mouth of the blood spurt, but the blood kept spraying out from between his fingers.

Shi Chang stepped up, grabbed the straw rope around the man's waist with one hand, leaned on him, pushed him back, and the knife in his hand slashed forward again.

Of the eight scouts, only three managed to converge behind him, forming a small arrow formation with him, guarding his flanks. The remaining five, before they had time to get closer, were surrounded by the enemy.

The sound of roars, screams, swords and guns, tearing armor, and muscles resounded throughout the audience in an instant.

After slashing down an enemy in front of him with a knife, Shi Chang hurriedly turned his head to look, the two scouts who were running wildly on their horses were already hundreds of steps away from here, and the knights on the horses made the same action at this time, they took out a bamboo pipe from their arms, raised it into the air, and pulled the rope behind them violently, and with a bang, two gorgeous fireworks exploded in the air, and the colored smoke lasted in the air for a long time.

Only then did he put his mind at ease.

Naturally, they are not the only scouts who are wandering outside, and they will report that the fireworks will be launched into the sky, and soon, they will form a relay to transmit the enemy's intelligence back to the large army as quickly as possible.

With a sharp slash, the horizontal knife was deeply embedded in the opponent's bones, and without pulling it out, Shi Chang immediately gave up the horizontal knife, withdrew his hand, and pulled out another short knife from his waist.

The unlucky ghost who was in front of him, at this time, I don't know how many knives and spears he had been cut, and he had long since lost his human form, and threw away the meat bag, and Shi Chang rushed forward again.

He had no hope of making it back alive.

Killing one is enough, killing two will earn one, and these few people must kill at least twenty or more people before they can be regarded as earning.

The short knife easily pierced the opponent's clothes and pierced the opponent's abdomen, and as the short knife was drawn, the gleam in the man's eyes suddenly disappeared.

There was the sound of horses' hooves behind him, and he looked back to see that the two scouts who had run away had actually returned.

"Bastard, go, go!" He yelled.

"Chief, my companion has received the news." The two scouts spurted into the crowd, shouting at the same time.

In the distance, fireworks also went off in the sky, indicating that other scouts had seen the message.

"What a fool! If you come back, you won't be able to save us, this is a senseless attrition! Shi Chang was a little heartbroken, angry, but there was warmth flowing in his heart.

This is a comrade-in-arms.

Although he knew that it was death, he was unwilling to abandon it.

"Kill!" He mustered up his courage and rushed forward again.

After a cup of tea, there was silence again on the snowfield, and the ten scouts, along with their horses, lay quietly on the ground, and around them, at least forty or fifty people lay on their backs.

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