The sound of insects chirping sounded in this jungle, and Huang Fuhui led everyone to the depths of the jungle, which was only three or four miles long, but Huang Fuhui always had an ominous premonition in his heart. He always felt that someone was secretly watching him, and beyond this jungle was the Great Zhou military camp, and through the mottled cracks in the trees, he could see a walled city with a vague outline.

The sound of "rustling" sounded under his feet, the withered branches and withered leaves were trampled under his feet, and the ominous crisis in Huang Fuhui's heart became more and more intense. Thirty or so men were scattered among the jungle, and he marched slowly under the support of three or four soldiers. Suddenly, a dull sound sounded in his ears, and his tense nerves froze, and soon a pungent smell of blood penetrated into his nostrils.

With a "choking" sound, he subconsciously pulled out his saber, and at the same time, the soldiers of the Southern Tang Dynasty beside him also drew their sabers. Huang Fuhui gestured to his comrades beside him, and then he quietly sneaked away with the rich bloody aura. Soon, this pungent bloody breath spread, and everyone stopped one after another, and they rushed towards the direction of the bloody breath.

When Huang Fuhui saw this scene in front of him, his eyes shrank slightly, because he saw that one of his companions had fallen to the ground and died, and that companion had a trembling arrow stuck in his back. It was from the backs of his companions that the blood was gurgling. He looked around, but didn't notice anything unusual. He ordered the crowd to disperse, set up a guard, and carefully examine the dead companion himself.

The back of the companion with the long arrow came out through his chest, and the companion who fell to the ground was killed by the Great Zhou army in the forest before he could even give a warning sound. Although there was an unconcealable chill in his heart, there was a resolute and cruel expression on his face. "All the people are on guard, and if there is any abnormality, they will be killed immediately." Huang Fuhui ordered. Then he took off the bamboo tube from the back of his companion and silently carried it on his back.

With a "whoosh", an arrow shot towards Huang Fuhui like a streamer, and his heart suddenly shook, and Huang Fuhui raised his knife and slashed towards the arrow. As soon as the sword flashed, the arrow was slashed to the ground by him, and his body swept away, and the saber rolled up with a fierce force and threw itself towards a big tree not far from him. Before he could see it, he felt the branches and leaves of the tree shake a few times, and a vague figure shot out of the leaves.

Without Huang Fuhui's order, several Southern Tang soldiers had already raised their sabers in their hands and rushed towards the black shadow, and several sword lights disappeared in a flash. Before the shadow could let out a scream, it was struck by several knives and killed instantly. It was a Great Zhou sergeant, and I saw that he was still holding a long bow tightly in his hand, and the arrows in the arrow basket behind him had already fallen to the ground. Huang Fuhui's solemn expression became heavier and heavier, and he ordered one of his companions to carry the bow and arrow in the hand of the Great Zhou sergeant.

"Everyone is on guard, the Great Zhou Army has already arranged an ambush." Huang Fuhui knew that his team had stepped into the ambush of the Great Zhou army, and he said loudly. So all the people lined up with swords in their hands and ran towards the end of the jungle, and since they had been caught in the ambush circle of the Great Zhou army, they simply let go and rushed forward. It's just that as soon as Huang Fuhui's words fell, "whoosh, whoosh, whoosh" several arrows shot from all directions, and the arrows stared at the whistling sound of breaking the sky in an instant.

"Ah......" A terrible sound, another companion fell, Huang Fuhui only felt that his chest was filled with a sense of depression, he raised the saber in his hand and struggled to slash at the arrows that were shot, the other companions kept avoiding the arrows that were shot, and at the same time rushed forward, after a rain of arrows, there was a roaring sound of breaking the sky, and several companions fell, and the terrible screams resounded through the jungle.

With a "swoop", an arrow froze

The breath of death shot at Huang Fuhui, and the saber in his hand had just split an arrow. At that moment, the saber in the hand of one of his companions split the arrow that had been fired at him, and he lunged at Huang Fuhui, the arrow slamming into his back and passing through his chest. After Huang Fuhui led several Southern Tang soldiers to dodge the rain of arrows, they lay down under the roots of the tree.

In the dim darkness of the night, he saw the companion who had saved him fall to the ground with his eyes wide open, and he felt as if his chest was choked by something, these elites were personally selected by him, each of them his closest comrades. However, because of his command mistake, he brought these robes into this jungle, causing them to die before they entered the Zhou camp, he was a little unwilling, but he couldn't save all this, he could only watch these elites in the army fall in front of his eyes.

"General Huangfu, you must burn down the Great Zhou military camp to avenge us." The fallen robe spat out feeble words, and finally there was no life. Huang Fuhui's eyes were cracked, and his hateful gaze shot into the depths of the jungle, and at this time, the Great Zhou army hidden in the trees had already appeared. After those two showers of arrows, the more than 30 elites were already missing almost ten, and they were broken by a third at once, which made Huang Fuhui very distressed.

"Sure enough, as General Ling expected, just twenty or thirty of you can attack my Great Zhou military camp at night, it's really a fool's dream." A Great Zhou General emerged from the jungle, followed by dozens of people from the hidden place. The Great Zhou General showed a hint of contempt in his eyes, the bows and arrows in their hands had been thrown to the ground, and the Great Zhou soldiers also held swords in their hands, and they looked at Huang Fuhui and the others with arbitrary expressions like eating Huang Fuhui and others.

"Sure enough, it's Ling Tianyun." Huang Fuhui was secretly thinking in his heart, he looked at the Great Zhou army that appeared from the hidden place, the number of this group of Great Zhou troops was still quite a lot, twice as many as their current number. Although their number was twice as large as his own, Huang Fuhui breathed a sigh of relief, because he knew that these dozens of Great Zhou troops had already been contemptuous, and they naturally didn't know that the twenty people he led were the elite of the army selected by Wanli.

"Kill!" Huang Fuhui didn't hesitate at all, he raised his sword and shouted, as soon as his words fell, the Southern Tang soldiers around him raised their sabers and rushed towards this group of Great Zhou troops. How did the triumphant Zhou army know that this group of Tang troops was so fierce, they almost didn't react, Huang Fuhui led twenty elites to rush in front of them, only to see the sword light like a fierce slash towards this group of Zhou troops.

The best way to turn grief into strength is to put the place of death and then attack violently, Huang Fuhui transferred the grief of the innocent and tragic death to this group of Zhou soldiers. The saber in his hand rolled towards the Zhou army like a windmill, and immediately one of the Zhou soldiers was slashed to the ground by the saber he hit. Soon, the Zhou army broke out under the fierce attack of this group of Tang army elites who were like tigers.

The Zhou army in this jungle never dreamed that the Tang army, which began to let them shoot, actually burst out with combat effectiveness beyond their imagination at this time, this group of Tang troops can almost be said to be brave and ferocious, with the momentum of one block and three. The battle soon changed significantly, and after more than half of the Zhou army was wiped out by the Tang army, they began to disperse, but where did they escape this group of elite divisions carefully selected from the army.

In the end, under the leadership of Huang Fuhui, the elite of the Tang army of twenty people killed all the Great Zhou troops, but five people finally died under the knife of the Zhou army. There was a pungent smell of blood spreading throughout the jungle, Huang Fuhui's mood was unusually heavy, and before he arrived at the Great Zhou military camp, his own people were discounted by more than half, and this price made his heart very uncomfortable. In the end, he made the bamboo tube that the robe carried on his back would be dead

Collecting them all, and then leading the people through this jungle, they finally came to the Great Zhou military camp.

In front of him was a towering city wall, and the Great Zhou army had built Zhengyang Town into a solid military fortress with extremely rapid efficiency, and behind that wall was the military camp of the Great Zhou. Huang Fuhui knew that in addition to the ambush in this jungle, what was waiting for them would be a more brutal tear, and they sneaked into the Great Zhou military camp, nine deaths and no life, he looked at this city wall intently, he gritted his teeth, waved his big hand, and more than ten elites behind him rushed towards the city wall.

They took out the rope on which they were climbing, and put a sharp hook on it, and threw it at the wall, and the hook was placed on the hole in the wall. Then the people tightened the rope and quickly climbed up the wall along the rope. Soon they climbed the wall. There were not many sentries on the city wall, and there was only one Zhou army sentry in a few dozen steps, so it was obvious that they were extremely confident in the height of the city wall.

Seeing a few swords flashing out, the Great Zhou sentinels on the city wall had been solved, hidden on the city wall, and Huang Fuhui felt a sense of unease in his heart. He looked at the Great Zhou military camp, which was unusually quiet at this time, and he could also see that there were still candles flickering in several tents, and he also saw a figure reflected by the candlelight, and the figures in the camp kept moving back and forth.

Several groups of Great Zhou soldiers were patrolling the barracks in bright armor, everything seemed to be normal, but this normality was beyond the abnormality. Huang Fuhui stopped several elites who wanted to slide down the rope, and he waved his hand to give the group a gesture. Taking off all the armor on the killed Great Zhou sentinels, Huang Fuhui asked all these Great Zhou armors to be put on his body, and he also put on a piece of armor.

The sentries of the Great Zhou who had been killed were thrown under the city wall by them, and no one could act rashly without Huang Fuhui's order. Standing on this city wall, Huang Fuhui looked at it, and soon he saw another group of companions, who had already blended into the military camp of the Great Zhou. Far away, he didn't see the faces of the team clearly, but he had already guessed in his heart that the team was not the team led by Ye Yinfeng.

It's just that the luck of that team of Tang Jun doesn't seem to be too good, and this team of companions was soon sent to Goodbye by the Great Zhou Army, and then the Great Zhou military camp fell into a boil. That group of companions was surrounded by the Great Zhou army, and a battle of disparity in power began, and after fierce killing, that group of companions was completely annihilated, and not even a single one was left alive. Huang Fuhui and everyone watched as the team of robes was killed by the Great Zhou army, but they had nothing to do.

The bloody wind blew across the city walls, and Huang Fuhui let out a long breath of turbidity, which calmed down his undulating chest. But the grief in his heart cannot be eliminated, this feeling of being more uncomfortable than death will always be imprinted in his heart, this taste he will never forget for the rest of his life, watching Pao Ze die under the enemy's knife, and he is powerless.

The Great Zhou military camp was like the calm lake, and the fierce battle that happened just now was like a small pebble thrown into the calm lake, and the lake only stirred up a ripple, and as the ripples disappeared, the lake fell into calm again. Soon, the Great Zhou military camp returned to calm, and the Great Zhou troops who poured out of the camp returned to their tents, as if none of this had happened.

Huang Fuhui clenched his hands, he held them hard, even though his nails had sunk deep into the flesh of his palms, but he still didn't know it. His gaze turned into a sharp blade and shot at the Great Zhou military camp, and he turned and threw the rope towards the wall, and he took the lead in sliding down the wall, at which point the anger in his chest began to gush up like a volcanic eruption.