In the dense forest, a patrol of five people lazily walked through the forest path. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info here, five miles away from the base camp of Yunwuling Wuling. Although Wu Ling is now called a bandit, he was born in the regular army, and he still maintains the consistent style of the army, and many forward posts and posts have been set up outside the base camp to guard against sneak attacks.

However, for the soldiers, a few years of mountain bandit career has worn out most of their original military style, and this team of five-person sentries is even more dissolute because they are far away from the base camp. One by one, with their chests and breasts exposed, although they were carrying knives in their hands, they were walking and swaying one by one, and one of them was still humming country slang.

In the deep mountains and old forests, can anyone come to them for trouble, officers and soldiers? The time those officers and soldiers entered the mountain, it was not a big fanfare and a vigorous operation, and they were still separated by 108,000 miles, and they already knew that they had entered the mountain.

Although the moon is bright in the sky, but there is only a wisp of light that falls in the forest, with this light, several soldiers staggered forward, like them, there are five posts, they are here, the front one, there are ten soldiers in each outpost, five people in a squad, patrol once every hour, an hour, and just let them walk around the mountainside.

The hours of walking were fixed, as the five posts were staggered to ensure that at every point, in every direction, there would be soldiers patrolling and watching the wind.

A large hole appeared above the trees ahead, and when the moon was already tilting in the west, the moon had already set in the west, and after this trip, you could sleep beautifully, and there was no need to change shifts.

Suddenly there was a sound of a soo from the grass on the side of the road, as if something had been frightened, and was fleeing into the distance, walking for a while, but then stopping, and then moving to the other side.

"Bunny!" A soldier's eyes lit up, as they had been wandering in the mountains for several years, they knew the habits of these gadgets well. In the first two years, they were desperately short of food, and at that time, the mountains were full of wild animals, not to mention rabbits, even rats, and they were almost wiped out. It was only when I settled down in Yunwuling that the situation slowly improved.

"I'm going to catch it, and when I go back, I can eat a roasted whole rabbit first." One of the soldiers in the middle swooped and swooped into the woods next to him.

Several other people also stopped giggling, and it was quite good to spend the night before going to bed.

"Be quick, don't come back empty-handed." One of them said with a haha.

Lin cut off the sight of several people, and only heard the rustle of their bodies through the jungle.

In front of the soldier, there was indeed a rabbit. He bent down and stared at the rabbit, and the rabbit was also looking at him, and when the soldier pounced on the rabbit, the rabbit swished and jumped into a bush of thatch behind him, and the soldier jumped into the thatch, and grabbed the rabbit firmly with both hands, and carried the rabbit in his hands, but his eyes were straight.

In the thatch, there was a person, wrapped in black, with a pair of bright eyes, staring at the soldier, the soldier opened his mouth wide, and was stunned for a moment, and the next moment, he felt a little sweet in his mouth, and then he saw the man in black opposite, who was slowly pulling out a thin thing from his mouth, and something was dripping down on it.

He wanted to shout, but his mouth was instantly filled with something fishy.

The man in black grabbed the rabbit in his hand with one hand, touched his throat with the other, pinched it gently, and with a click, the soldier's head tilted and fell into the thatch.

"Xiao Yi, hurry up." Outside, the impatient voices of the other soldiers could be heard.

The man in black straightened up, and behind him, two more men in black flashed out from the left and right, three of them looked at each other, and the other two disappeared into the night silently.

The first man in black glanced at the rabbit in his hand and chuckled. Suddenly, he raised his hand and threw the rabbit towards the place where the sound was made outside, and he himself, chasing after the rabbit, ran forward through the grass.

The rabbit flew head-on, and as soon as the first soldier stretched out his hand and held the rabbit, a black shadow flashed in front of him, and a figure almost followed the rabbit and rushed out of the forest, with a short knife in his hand, which sank into the soldier's lower abdomen with a bang. The shadow came too fast and was killed with a single sword, and the first soldier still had a rabbit in his hand, but the man was already dead.

Two black ropes flew one left and one right, and covered the heads of the last two stunned soldiers, but with a pull, they were dragged to the ground, and their bodies were dragged to the forest with a swish, and the black-clothed man who killed the first soldier drilled from under the crotch of the dead soldier, and with a flip of his wrist, the short knife stabbed the second soldier through the heart.

The three men in black gathered together, made a few gestures, and disappeared into the night like ghosts.

These men in black come from the Great Ming Eagle's Nest, and they have a unified name, Peregrine Falcon.

The outposts at the foot of the mountain were being uprooted by the peregrine falcons one after another, and behind them, groups of lightly armed soldiers were rapidly advancing towards the Cloud Ridge, and the leader was the general Dazhu, the commander of the Shaking Mountain Battalion. In his hand was a big iron rod that was unique among the Ming officers.

There is a sentry post at the foot of the Cloud Ridge, and there are naturally guard soldiers on the mountain, but under the mountain, they are all served by veterans, and on the mountain, a veteran brings a few rookies to keep vigil. Of course, you can't use rookies under the mountain, these guys who have just been taken captive up the mountain, if they are put down the mountain, maybe they will soon slip away. But in the mountains, you can use it boldly with confidence.

The veteran was fully armed, and the knife in his hand was even more clearly held in his hand, while a few rookies were bare-handed, trembling and following behind him one by one, honestly following behind the veteran, listening to the veteran scolding the street, while telling them some things to pay attention to when standing guard.

The veteran was chattering, not noticing that the thinnest young man who had been at the end of the line had quietly and slowly approached him.

The young man's shoulders were shrunk and his head was lowered, no different from other rookies, but in his sleeve, something slipped out, a wooden stick with extremely sharp ends, the wooden stick was not long, only the length of the palm, but at the tail, there was a horizontal end, obviously the young man was trying to hold it more steadily. This afternoon, he picked up the stick on the ground and slowly sharpened it into its current shape.

The small wooden stick was originally useless, but after sharpening it, it fell into his hands, and it was a sharp weapon for killing.

The young man's body pressed against the veteran in front of him, and the veteran turned his head angrily, and was about to scold, when one of the young man's hands pressed his hand on the hilt of the knife, and the other hand bent his elbow, and the short stick was sandwiched between the two fingers of the middle of the food, and went straight into the veteran's neck.

The short stick was easily inserted into the neck, and the veteran's hand, which was usually murderous and could lift more than 100 catties of stone locks with one hand, was pressed by the young man, but the knife was not pulled out by half an inch.

The anger in his eyes slowly turned to consternation, then fear.

He himself is a veteran, and he kills people like hemp, and this young man, killing people is even more neat, how can this be the performance of a rookie who has been taken captive up the mountain, there is a conspiracy, and Yunwuling is going to be finished.

The thought crossed his mind, and he slowly slipped into the young man's arms.

The young man smiled and hugged the veteran, turned around, and looked at the rookies behind him, who were frozen there, "Shut up, don't make a sound, whoever dares to make a noise, I will kill him." Now go over there and sit in a row. ”

A few real rookie bodies trembled, walked to the place designated by the young man and sat down, the young man hugged the old soldier and sat among them, looking behind them, where this row of people sat well, but they would not find that the blood of the old soldier was flowing down the shoulders of the young man, flowing down the wisps, flowing through the young man's body, and then slowly soaking in front of them.

In the night, there was the chirping of the night kite, and the smile on the young man's face was even stronger, and he craned his neck, and the same sound came from his throat, and after a few chirps, a man in black emerged from the bushes, and in a few ups and downs, he came to the young man. He glanced at the long-dead veteran leaning in front of the young man and nodded slightly. Turning around and beckoning, groups of black-clad men emerged from behind him.

The young man shook his body, knocked the old soldier's body to the side, stood up, and without talking nonsense, he directly used the short wooden stick in his hand to bend down and draw straight.

Seeing that the young man finished drawing the map, the man in black turned around, and a series of gestures were compared, and the man in black behind him instantly dispersed, and the team left the place.

The young man's drawings on the ground were of the various exits in the cave of the Tibetan soldiers in the Cloud Ridge, and the peregrine falcons were going to lead the army to seal these exits.

The young man turned around and said to the rookies who were trembling with fear: "Don't be afraid, we are from the government, now you go down this road for more than 100 meters, there is a small cave, go and hide there, and when we have exterminated the bandits, you can go home and continue farming." ”

A few rookies didn't dare to say a word, bowed deeply to the young man, turned and ran down.

After half a pillar of incense kung fu, Dazhu appeared at the entrance of the cave, looked at the swarthy hole, and sneered: "It turns out that these mountain rats have been hiding in the hole, no wonder they have not been able to find you, today, Lao Tzu is going to close the door and beat the dog, Wu Ling, I want to see, where else can you run?" ”

Standing at the entrance of the cave with iron rods, one soldier after another rushed from a distance, whispering back to the pillar, the exits had been blocked.

Da Zhu laughed, pointed forward with an iron rod, and said sharply: "Attack the cave and exterminate these mountain rats." ”