"Baoyu remember to be careful." Zhuge Liang agreed, and after seeing the ability of the Wind Tiger, he was not too worried about Wang Baoyu's safety.

"Baoyu, I'll go too!" Sun Shangxiang said immediately.

"Xiang'er, we'll be back soon, you better take Wukong to rest for a while."

Wang Baoyu politely refused, it was not too early, he immediately led an army of 100,000 with Qian Mo and went straight to Meng Huo's marching camp.

Today's Meng Huo still has nearly 200,000 soldiers and horses, and Wang Baoyu and Qian Mo's 100,000 army, if they fight hard, the chance of winning is not great, and it is possible for Meng Huo to escape again.

At this time, it was the middle of the night, and Meng Shu's army had fled for a day and a night, and he must have been very tired, just enough to catch him off guard.

The army tried not to make a sound, and felt towards the col that they had seen in the binoculars beforehand. Wang Baoyu rode the Wind Tiger to the top of the mountain, looked down, and almost laughed.

Sure enough, there was Meng Huo's team entrenched below, and the barbarians who had lost their tents were leaning together in groups of three or five, just dressed in clothes, holding knives and guns, and resting in the open air.

It may also be that he was too tired, and the snoring sounds intersected with each other, which showed that Meng Shu believed that Zhuge Liang's army could not have passed the Xi'er Canyon, and was in a state of complete relaxation and defenselessness.

Wang Baoyu was most happy that at the foot of the mountain, there was a big tent standing alone, there was no need to guess, and only Meng Shu could enjoy this treatment.

The soldiers closest to this big tent are also ten meters away, which shows that Meng Huo and his wife are proud of their martial arts skills and do not need close protection.

If you rush down from here, you don't need to alarm a single soldier, you can directly rush into Meng Huo's big tent, since capturing Meng Huo is the primary goal, in Wang Baoyu's view, this is a godsend.

Wang Baoyu rode the wind tiger down the hill silently, and said a few words in the ear of Qian Mo, who came later, Qian Mo nodded knowingly, and then, Qian Mo ordered the army to stop and put on a defensive formation.

Wang Baoyu and Qian Mo came to the top of the mountain again, stabilized their minds a little, and immediately rushed down, the target was Meng Shu's tent.

Racing against time is the key, both of them used the fastest speed, the wind tiger walked silently, but Qian Mo's war horse revealed his whereabouts, and the nearby soldiers woke up one after another, and saw two blurred shadows rushing down on the hillside, in the direction of the big tent.

"Protect the King!" I don't know who shouted, and a team of hundreds of brutes immediately ran to meet them.

Wang Baoyu gently patted the head of the Wind Tiger, and the Wind Tiger immediately let out an earth-shattering roar, and waves of air rushed forward, mixed with dust and stones, and rushed out of the team of barbarians who were trying to block it.

"Old Qian, I'll stop it here first, you go and arrest Meng Huo." Wang Baoyu hurriedly ordered.

Qian Mo immediately rushed into the big tent, and Wang Baoyu continued to use the roar of the Wind Tiger to block the brute soldiers who tried to attack. When the barbarians in the distance heard the movement, they also quickly gathered here, and when they formed a big threat, it would be ten minutes later.

Things went more smoothly than expected, in a blink of an eye, Qian Mo carried Meng Huo, who was only wearing pants, and galloped out of the tent, and behind the war horse, a middle-aged woman who was defenseless and only used her waist-length thick hair to block her chest was angrily waving a knife and chasing out.

"Madam, take your daughter to your father-in-law!" Meng Shu struggled on all fours, and did not forget to shout loudly, Qian Mo was upset when he heard it, and slapped him unconscious unceremoniously.

This is Mrs. Zhurong, her appearance and body shape are really first-class, standard European and American beauties, especially those star-like eyes with a bit of wildness and unruliness, seductive but rejecting people thousands of miles away, no wonder a big man like Meng Yu was impressed by her, Wang Baoyu watched from above with interest, and his mouth was full of admiration.

The husband was taken away from the tent in this way, and Mrs. Zhu Rong was so annoyed that she raised the knife in her hand and aimed at Qian Mo.

"Old money, be careful!" Wang Baoyu hurriedly shouted, he had heard that Mrs. Zhurong's level of using hidden weapons was extremely high, and this kind of person was very accurate at throwing things.

Qian Mo snorted disdainfully, and simply carried Meng Huo, who had been knocked unconscious, behind him, and this guy was the first to die. Mrs. Zhurong was afraid of hurting her man, so she had to put down her weapon.

The night breeze was cold, but the eyes around were hot, which made Mrs. Zhurong feel a little wrong, only to find that because of the urgency of the situation just now, she didn't have time to get dressed, and it was really embarrassing for so many people to see it.

It's really not a good habit to sleep without clothes, Mrs. Zhurong hurriedly covered her body with her hair, and hurriedly retreated into the big tent, but the impeccable lines of her back were still exposed. Wang Baoyu couldn't help laughing, but in the end he still let out a burst of laughter.

The laughter reached Mrs. Zhurong's ears, which made her even more ashamed, and she really wanted to go out and solve the person who was laughing at her, and then gouge out his eyes.

Now that Meng Shu has arrived, Wang Baoyu and Qian Mo immediately withdrew, and just after crossing the hill, the shouting and killing behind them suddenly became louder, and it was the vulture bone who led the army to chase after them.

Qian Mo returned to the army and ordered Meng Shu to be tied firmly, and the soldiers drew their bowstrings and aimed them at the hillside.

The army of vulture bones rushed down all over the mountains, and at this time there was no mercy, Wang Baoyu gave an order, and the overwhelming arrows flew over.

The screams were incessant, and the vulture savior was so anxious that he swept away these arrows and rushed forward, even at the cost of his life. The vulture bone took the lead, roaring angrily to block the rain of arrows, and he would not stop until he rescued Meng Shu.

However, the Wind Tiger let out an earth-shattering roar again, and the ox under the crotch of the vulture bone rushed backwards in fright, and the vulture bone of the faithful Savior was pulled away by the hateful ox again.

When the brutes saw that the vultures had fled, they all stopped advancing, and the tiger was in charge, unable to continue, so they had to retreat in a hurry. Wang Baoyu did not chase after him, his goal had been achieved, and he led the army to return with Meng Huo proudly.

The vulture ran out of more than ten miles in a daze, and then he desperately grabbed the ox under the crotch, jumped off the back of the cow, and the more he thought about it, the more he hated, punched and kicked, and scolded the mount for being useless.

What he didn't expect was that the temperament of the scalper was generally more docile and steady, but it was also very terrible to launch a rush, and he was annoyed by the beating and scolding, and the scalper was actually carried away by anger, and lowered his head and rushed towards the vulture.

Damn, you saw that tiger scared like urine, at this time you are playing with Lao Tzu, and you want to resist the master, a conscienceless beast, go to death! The vulture was so angry that he cut off the bull's head with a knife.