014 Assassination

The afterglow of the sunset fell in the quiet valley. A group of soldiers with white marks on their shoulders went back and forth to look for the wounded on the battlefield. Both sides were silently restraining the bodies of their comrades-in-arms. Due to the stale of the battle, sometimes the soldiers who cleaned the battlefield had to cooperate to divide the two bodies held together. Open.

There is no hatred, no sadness, and all emotions have been vented in the battle. Even if the soldiers on both sides occasionally look at each other, there is only a slight boredom in their eyes. After two days of fighting, although the sniper force has been losing personnel, everyone else has made great efforts. Stop the third division from moving forward.

A Gui quietly squatted on the hill in the distance and looked at the battlefield below. After the big scene of hundreds of thousands of people in the demon world, the battle of tens of thousands of people in front of him only sighed in his eyes. Every fall on the ground was a life, and every corpse represents a family behind it.

After several days of chasing, the ghost finally caught up with Dajoles' troops before the end of the next day. Because the division was protected by heavy soldiers, the ghost could only hide far away on the mountain and wait for the opportunity. Although he only saw the end of the battle below, the ghost could already judge that Dayoules would definitely fight tomorrow. Wear this obstacle!

The miscellaneous army hired by the Kingdom of Feng obviously also knew this result. In the bonfire at night, a team of tired mercenaries quietly left the position, and the rest were only some sites close to the Kingdom of Maple, but they could not see the determination to win at all.

"Brother Big Tree, can we hold on tomorrow?" A young man sat by the fire with a sword in his arms and gently asked the people around him.

The elderly warrior named Dashu just sighed but said nothing. Now there are less than a thousand soldiers still here, and they are facing a whole division, a thousand people!

"Brother Shu, let's go..." The young man withdrew his head into his arms and whispered.

"I want to go too, but where can I escape?" The big tree slowly drew a circle on the ground with a wooden stick in his hand: "Our stockade is on the east side of Fengcheng. If the Jesters go to attack Fengcheng, they will definitely pass by... I heard that the Jesters are more ferocious than bandits. Once they capture the stockade, they will not only strengthen everything but also kill the old, and then kill the women. People and children are captured as slaves.

"When I left, I heard from the patriarch that I would take people to hide in the mountains, and I don't know if my parents have left." The young man looked at the rumbling bonfire and remembered his parents.

"Don't worry, although the patriarch is old, he will never be confused. He will take good care of our family," the warrior patted the young man on the shoulder and turned his head to look at the strange man sitting on the other side.

I don't know which stockade man it is. Just now, he has been sitting next to the big tree at dinner, looking at the mud monkey-like face and the mud all over his body. Obviously, it has not been easy these two days. Dashu once tried to talk to this strange man, but the red-eyed man just smiled but didn't say a word.

"I guess it's the first time to participate in such a big battle," Da Shu thought secretly. After the first day, the whole position was like a group of psychopaths. Some people cried and some laughed, but more like him, they looked at the fire in a daze.

"Go to bed early, and continue to fight tomorrow..." The big tree gently pushed the young man who was still in a daze, put the hunting bow behind him, and then reported the big knife in his hand in his arms and was about to sleep for a while. At this time, the silent young man suddenly made a sound. .

"We will definitely lose tomorrow!" The young man did not lower his voice but said affirmatively that more than a dozen people sitting around the fire heard it.

"Stop talking nonsense and go to bed!" A bearded person opposite him shouted rudely. His name is Cha Meng. He is an intermediate warrior. It is said that he is quite famous in his small country.

"If it goes on like this, we will definitely lose tomorrow. Maybe no one can live!" The young man's eyes flashed red and suddenly said another sentence.

It's like a cat stepped on its tail. Its beard stared at the young man and cursed, "Shut up! Get out if you don't sleep! If you nag again, I will kill you now!"

Except for the beard, many unfriendly eyes fell on the dusty young man. Everyone knew the result of this battle, but no one wanted to mention it. This young man is like a nasty crow, who wants to destroy this last tranquility.

"Why are we still guarding this broken position? If we get into the forest and put cold arrows, they may not be able to catch us!" The young man didn't seem to hear the beard's curse at all, and still muttered to himself.

"Yes, Brother Dashu, you are the best hunter in our stockade. If you run into the forest, even tens of thousands of people may not be able to catch you!" The young man who was about to sleep raised his head again and whispered to the big tree brother beside him that he had always respected.

"Who will stop the opposite army? What if they rush over? Dashu smiled bitterly. He is the smartest hunter in the stockade, but now he is like a tiger trapped in his hands and feet. He can only squat in this broken trench and wait for the Jedett to attack.

How many people can be killed by releasing cold arrows? What's more, the troops opposite are not vegetarian, and their arrows are not bad!" The beard sitting opposite snorted coldly. Everyone remembered that many people died under the Jedt's bow and arrow in the two-day battle, and there was no lack of archers on the opposite side!

"Just shoot their leader. I heard that the leader of the Jadedt's three troops were assassinated, and now this unit is left to rush over! If we kill their leader, they will definitely retreat!" The young man who didn't know if he had a brain problem suddenly said to the warrior beside him, "You can shoot arrows. We should have a chance to assassinate him in the mountains!"

This time, the beard on the opposite side did not continue to curse, and the people beside the fire were stunned. They were not a regular army. It was a great mistake to let them fight against Jadet's field army, but this strange young man had some truth and secretly shot their leader. Maybe Tens of thousands of troops on the opposite side can really retreat!

The big tree touched the hunting bow beside him and his eyes also lit up. He once used this bow to shoot an adult black bear 60 steps away. It should not be difficult to shoot people!

"Cha Meng, this brother is right. Most of us are hunters here. Even tigers and black bears are not our opponents in the mountains. If we just attack to kill their leaders, I think this can be done!" The big tree said to the beard opposite. In their group, the beard is a knight, so he is their leader for the time being.

"Well, it's a little interesting," Cha glanced at the slightly wooden young man and nodded and said, "Anyway, we can't stay here. I'll discuss it with others and let's fuck him together!"

Watching that Cha Meng walked to other fires, a smile appeared gently at the corners of the ghost's mouth. He quietly sneaked into these miscellaneous armies to take the opportunity to kill Dayulis. If these mountain people took action, maybe he would really kill Dayuliers without his own action.

In a short time, less than a thousand people left reached a consensus decision. Everyone took advantage of the night to move to the mountains to prepare to attack the commander of Jedt. As long as he is killed, this lonely and deep-rooted troops will definitely withdraw from Feng Kingdom!

Less than 800 people went to challenge a field warrior. Agui thought it would be difficult to provoke such a crazy idea, but these mountain people who had no way out took only ten minutes to decide. The mercenaries of the various tribes who had just been listless swept away the decadence just now and were quickly ready to fight.

A dozen piles of bonfires are still slowly burning, but the people who originally sat by the bonfire have quietly withdrew from their positions and entered the mountains. Everyone first hid more than a dozen seriously injured in a cave and left a few injured people who could not fight to take care of them. As long as they could pull their bows and wave knives, they all gathered together into two groups and shot Dozens of the best hunters of arrows become the protagonists of the assassination, and others are going to attack the opponent's division to create chaos.

There are even several bodyguards around the poorest patriarch in the mountain. There must be many people protecting this Jadet division to be assassinated, so less than 700 warriors and hunters have to go all out to attack each other's guards and create opportunities for archers to shoot! With their familiarity with the terrain, everyone chose a dangerous mountain road to ambush down. This is the only way to Fengcheng. The peaks on both sides are steep, and only four people can walk in parallel. As long as the other party's division is blocked in this corridor, the shooters ambushed on the cliffs on both sides will definitely hit the target!

After climbing the cliff with the rattan rope, the mountain people found that there was not even a bigger stone on it except for weeds and shrubs. They took people to begin to harvest the rattan hanging on the cliff. The task of blocking the mountain pass had to be filled with their lives!

Jedt's sentry found that all the other party had fled the next morning. Dajules immediately ordered the army to move in quickly. The forward sentry conscientiously detected the road ahead and possible ambush. They checked the valley four or five times, and the careless outpost did not expect to retreat. Mountain people will be ambushed here. Because of time constraints, the outpost will send a safe signal after several surveys.

No one thought that the cunning mountain people would climb to the top of the cliff before dawn, so the negligence of the outpost left a chance for the mountain people.

The mountain road is more than half a miles long, and the 10,000 people's team walked slowly like squeezing toothpaste. It took about half an hour for the first troops to walk out of the road, but just after the division in the middle of the brigade entered the mountain road, the situation immediately changed!