It began to drizzle in the night. The wind suddenly picked up, and the drizzle carried a trace of coldness as it fell into the vast wilderness.
Many of the torches near the tents were extinguished by the wind. The Uto soldiers cursed. When they were stationed outside, it was better to have a sunny day than to have a rainy day. For a moment, their gazes towards the city were filled with greed and savagery. The Rundu could live in houses that could shelter them from the wind and rain. It was said that Jinling had countless beauties, and when they reached the capital, there would be endless good things. An ordinary concubine in the imperial palace had better food and clothing than the ministers of the Uto Kingdom.
Soon, when Lord Huyate gave the order to attack, the lord of the city would be theirs.
The Uto soldiers looked at the tightly shut city gates as if they were looking at a fat dog. Their eyes were filled with greed.
At this time, a rope hung down. Under the night sky, a figure could be seen dangling from the rope. Not long after, many ropes appeared at the same time, each with several figures dangling from them.
The patrolling Uto soldiers said, "Quickly go and tell the general that the Rundu have released scarecrows again!"
Huyate was drinking in the camp. When he heard the news, he sneered. "They really think that we send them arrows every day. Tell the others to just release a few arrows. If there are any more, even if they break, we won't give them to those Da Wei spineless people! "
The subordinate accepted the order and left.
The rope swayed slightly. He Yan was one of the first to descend the tower. Her movements were extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, her feet touched the ground. Before she could steady herself, she heard the whooshing sounds of arrows above her head. Her heart tightened. The Uto had released arrows.
This was actually within her expectations. Before this, she had already ordered people to release scarecrows twice. However, she couldn't prevent the vigilant Uto from occasionally releasing a few arrows to test the waters. These arrows might have missed, or they might have hit some of the soldiers, but … there was no sound.
Other than the sound of the rain and wind, there was no other sound. As she said, no matter how painful it was, she had to endure it. Only by treating herself as a 'scarecrow' would the Uto believe that the one tied to the rope hanging from the tower was a 'scarecrow'.
A soft sound came from beside him. There were people coming down from the left and right. Five hundred elite soldiers followed closely behind and landed on this piece of land. Time was running out.
Fortunately, the Uto only fired a few arrows at the beginning, and then there was no more movement. Probably because they did not hear anything, they were sure that today was the same as before, Li Kuang's trick of 'borrowing the arrow', so they did not want to be fooled again. After waiting for a quarter of an hour, all the people had arrived.
Among the five hundred people, there were a total of three who were injured by the Uto's arrows. Fortunately, none of them were seriously injured. He Yan ordered the three of them to grab the rope and return to the city. The rest of the people followed her to sneak into the Uto's tent.
The night rain was the best cover. The curtain of rain covered everything, and everything in the world was shrouded in darkness.
Near the tents, patrolling soldiers were walking around with shaky torches. The Uto's soldiers and horses were very relaxed. They probably thought that victory was inevitable, and they did not believe that the Rundu's soldiers and horses would dare to walk right into their trap and launch a sneak attack. Even the patrolling soldiers were not very serious about their patrols.
The wilderness was vast and empty. There were not even trees for shelter, only short shrubs and stones. The Uto's camp was very convenient. This kind of place could not hide many people. But at the same time, in this kind of place, it was very easy to find where their supply camp was located.
He Yan gestured to the people behind her. All the elite soldiers followed her instructions and sneaked into the nearby tents.
They had to find the place where the supplies were stored first. He Yan waved her hand. Jiang Jiao, Wang Ba, and the others followed her. The Liangzhou Guards were familiar with each other and knew how to cooperate. It was best for them to find the place where the supplies were stored and burn them.
A Uto soldier sat in front of the tent and drank. The Uto was crude and liked to drink strong alcohol. He disliked the Rundu's wine for being too sweet and tasteless, but he was reluctant to let go of it. He poured the wine from the exquisite wine jar into his mouth and casually threw it at his feet without any reluctance. Although the wine was sweet, it was still wine. Not long after, he felt a little tipsy.
He stood up shakily and walked to the shrubs on the edge of the wilderness. He undid his pants and was about to pee. Halfway through, he suddenly felt someone patting his shoulder. He thought it was the other soldiers who followed him. He turned around impatiently and saw the face of an evil spirit behind him, smiling eerily at him.
When people were especially scared, they could not even make a sound. This Uto was the same. His mind went blank for a moment, and he felt his whole body turn cold. Before he could say the word 'ghost', a cold light flashed in front of him.
With a soft thud, his head fell to the ground.
The masked man squatted down and dragged the man's body into the depths of the bushes. Not long after, there were no more traces of the Wutuo people outside. Only then did a black shadow quietly sneak into the camp.
At the same time, countless' evil spirits' appeared in the Uto's camp and silently took away the lives of a large number of Uto. Before these Uto died, they did not know who killed them. They only remembered that a ghostly face had suddenly appeared in the darkness, and it was eerie and terrifying.
Another Uto fell. He was dragged into an empty tent and pretended to be asleep. The two masked men nodded to each other, and a trace of pleasure flashed in their eyes.
Five hundred people, except for He Yan, and five hundred evil spirit masks. The black-clothed youth with a biting cold expression said to them, "The Uto believe in ghosts and gods and reincarnation. They kill people like flax and do all kinds of evil, but they insist on worshipping Buddha statues in every household. If we launch a night attack, everyone will be wearing these ferocious-looking demon masks. If we suddenly appear in the darkness, the Wutuo people will have ulterior motives and will inevitably be frightened. In a state of shock, their morale will easily drop. This will be our opportunity. "
Now it seemed that this was indeed the case. He did not expect that the Uto barbarians, who had always boasted of their courage and bravery, would actually be afraid of ghosts and gods.
He Yan's idea actually came from the 'Liar' mask during the Jiyang Water God Festival. The 'Liar' mask was only ugly, but it was already hated and rejected by the people of Jiyang City. For the Uto, the horror of evil spirits was enough to shake their morale.
The Uto's tents were not close to each other, and there was also a distance between the tents of the ordinary soldiers and the deputy commanders. When He Yan passed by a particularly spacious and luxurious tent, he heard the painful cries of women coming from inside.
The dim light in the tent reflected the shadows inside. He could vaguely see the struggling women and sinister men, accompanied by the unbridled teasing of the Uto and the crying of the women. It was enough to make one tremble with fear. He Yan unconsciously stopped and looked into the tent.
Jiang Jiao, who was beside him, was shocked.
They had not found a place to store the provisions. If He Yan could not control himself and made a move at this time, everything would be for naught. At that time, not only would the captive women of the Rundu die in vain, but also the vanguards who had followed them to their deaths today.
Although he sympathized with these women very much, in times of war, these women were in a world of chaos. However, in this chaotic world, women did not have the ability to protect themselves. Once they were captured, they could only become the playthings of the enemy.
Shi Tou was also worried. He carefully pulled He Yan's sleeve. He Yan looked away and waved his hand, indicating for them to continue moving forward.
Jiang Jiao sighed in relief. With He Yan's righteous character, he was really afraid that He Yan would rush in and expose himself.
The crying of the women gradually faded away, but it did not seem to have faded away. It lingered in everyone's ears. Everybody was well aware that if they could not burn the Wutuo's provisions tonight, if they could not catch them unprepared, it would not be long before the city of Rundu was breached, and cries like the one they heard tonight would be heard everywhere.
This was how cruel war was.
After sneaking in for a while, the number of Wutuo people patrolling the area increased, holding torches as they walked back and forth. The number of soldiers' tents in the vicinity had also decreased by a lot. There was a very large tent where dozens of carriages were parked outside.
He Yan and Wang Ba stopped and hid in the bushes behind them.
This was the place where the Uto stored their provisions.
With so much provisions, if they could move them back to the Rundu City, it would solve many of their urgent needs. These soldiers would not be starved to death, and the people in the city would not have to hunt for rats and weeds to eat. But He Yan was also well aware that they couldn't take away these provisions. If they were greedy, the result would be that no one would be able to leave. Not only would they not be able to take away a single portion of the provisions, they would also lose the lives of hundreds of people here.
The way of war was also the way of giving up. If you wanted to win, you had to give up something.
The Uto soldiers guarding the provisions were very vigilant. They looked around from time to time. The torches lit up the surroundings, making it impossible for them to sneak in and set fire to the area like before.
"What should we do?" Shi Tou gestured as he asked.
He Yan had already thought of this point. She pointed in front of her, then pointed at herself, and pointed at the place where the provisions were stored.
This was the second method they had discussed before they set off. However, this method was too dangerous for He Yan.
Shi Tou was still a little hesitant. He Yan smiled and asked him to extend his hand. She stretched out her index finger and wrote on his palm. Everyone looked carefully and saw that she was not writing. Instead, she had drawn an imaginary hill and inserted a flag.
This was to remind them of the battle for the flag.
Back then, when the Liang Province Guards fought for the flag on Mount Baiyue, it was also the five of them. At that time, they had just started their daily training and had not even seen the Uto before. They also did not know what the real battlefield was. On such a mountain, they took all twenty flags.
If they wanted to rob, they had to act like they were robbing. It was just that their current targets had changed from their comrades in the Liang Province Guard to the hateful and vicious Wutuo people. What they were fighting over was not twenty insignificant flags, but the provisions that the Wutuo people viewed as a treasure. What they sought was not the glory of a tiny Guard post, not the number one position that would make them vain and proud, but the survival of the tens of thousands of people in Run Capital.
As long as the five of them worked together, they could do it back then, and they could do it now.
A smile spread from the eyes behind the mask. He Yan gave them a light high-five and took the lead to disappear into the night.
The wind was stronger than before. The slanting drizzle hit their bodies, creating a chill.
"Did you hear something just now?" a patrolling Uto soldier asked his comrade beside him.
"The sound of the wind," his comrade replied indifferently. "What, after staying outside the Rundu City for so long, even you have become as timid as the Da Wei people?"
The Uto soldier did not answer. He only looked into the distance in confusion. Just now, he seemed to have heard a faint cry. He looked around again and asked, "Aren't there fewer patrolling soldiers with torches?"
The Uto soldiers were all sleeping in their tents, while the patrolling soldiers stood guard outside. Even though the night rain had extinguished some of the torches, it was not enough to extinguish the people as well. He walked over and happened to walk in front of one of the tents. The wind rustled the wild grass outside the tent, bringing with it a strange smell. He was not unfamiliar with this smell. In fact, he was extremely familiar with it. Every day in the captive camp, in the village outside the Rundu City, they had sensed this smell countless times.
This was the smell of blood.
The Uto soldier was stunned. He stood in front of the tent, holding a torch. After hesitating for a moment, he walked in. The smell of blood in the tent was even thicker. Everyone was sprawled on the ground, seemingly in deep sleep.
That is, if one ignored the large pool of blood on the ground.
"Men — — there's enemy — — the Da Wei people have launched a sneak attack on the tents — —" The patrolling soldier had just shouted this when he saw a flash of a blade in the darkness. Immediately after, he felt a chill on his neck and his body fell to the ground.
The torch fell to the ground. He struggled to move his eyes, and he saw a ghost with a green face and fangs staring at him menacingly.
The sound of a bugle horn echoed through the plains outside the Rundu City, and countless Uto soldiers were awakened from their dreams.
"The Da Wei people have launched a sneak attack on the tents!"
The night and the wind covered the smell of blood. When everyone got up to check, they found that many of the Uto soldiers in the tents had already been killed in their sleep. The blood flowed out of the tents and into the soil of the plains. Together with the rain, it watered the land of the Da Wei.
Huyate pulled out the long blade at his waist and said angrily, "The Da Wei people dare to launch a sneak attack at night. The Uto warriors will not let them return. Kill all the Da Wei people for me!"
Murderous aura rose from all directions. The battle cries and shouts of battle could be heard from the tents.
"Ghost — — there's a ghost!" This was the scream of the Uto.
"Where's the ghost? It's the Da Wei people! "
"No … — — it's a ghost!"
The black-clothed men surged out from all directions. Their faces were like malicious ghosts, and their expressions were savage. They silently appeared beside the Uto and easily reaped their lives. The Uto were originally savage and bloodthirsty, but when they saw the malicious ghosts in the night, their morale plummeted, and they immediately fell into chaos.
Huyate shouted angrily, "What malicious ghosts? This is all a scheme of the Da Wei people! Look clearly for this general, they are wearing masks! If anyone does not fight with all their strength and is afraid of the enemy, I will punish them according to military law and execute them all! "
Huyate's words were so powerful that the other Uto soldiers did not dare to retreat. However, the fear in their hearts would not disappear just because of a few words. The masks made by the Rundu craftsmen were extremely terrifying and sinister. They did not speak, and anyone who saw them would feel some fear.
The Uto soldiers were at a loss.
On the other side, outside He Yan's tent, everyone could already hear the sounds of chaos coming from outside. However, the Utopian soldiers guarding the provisions only had strange expressions. They did not move, instead becoming even more vigilant as they scanned their surroundings.
At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared. His movements were extremely fast, like a blur, and he wanted to approach the provisions. The Uto soldiers immediately shouted, "Someone's coming!"
The sound of swords clashing rang out. Only then did the Uto soldiers clearly see that the newcomer was a black-clothed man wearing a mask … — — but, only one person?
"A single person dares to burn the provisions." The Uto soldiers laughed. "Lord Huyate is right. These Da Wei people are not only cowardly, but also very stupid!"
"Uto is not only barbaric, but also very talkative," the masked man in black mocked.
"Archers, get ready. Turn him into a hedgehog!"
Countless arrows rained down from behind. The granary had the most Uto guarding it, and no matter what happened outside, these people would not leave. This was because, from a certain perspective, the provisions were the key to victory for the Uto without losing a single soldier. Attacking a city was naturally more difficult than defending it. If they fought head-on, although they could win, there would still be casualties. It was better to slowly wear down the Rundu. When the majority of the people in the city had starved to death and the Rundu soldiers no longer had the strength to fight, breaking through the city would be as easy as cutting through tofu.
Thus, Huyate also knew that the provisions could not be allowed for the slightest mistake.
The rain of arrows was dense, but the black-clothed man used his sword to block them. His swordsmanship was exceptionally good, and under the night rain and the light of the torches, he was so fast that it was difficult to see clearly. All that could be seen was a black shadow fighting. In a flash, the corpses of Uto were all around him.
Huang Xiong and the others who were hiding in the bushes were stunned.
When He Yan was in the Liang Province Guards, they already knew that he was proficient in sabers, horses, bows, and arrows. Even the whip and spear were not a problem, but they had never seen him use a sword. Jiang Jiao had once asked about it, but He Yan only said: "My swordsmanship is not good, and it is not easy to use, so I will not embarrass myself. When using a weapon, of course I will use the one I am most proficient in. "
Tonight, He Yan took away Li Kuang's sword. They all thought that He Yan had no choice but to disguise himself as General Feihong. But now, they saw that his swordsmanship was exquisite, and they were afraid that he was not inferior to the real General Feihong. In the past, he was too humble, and was unwilling to show his true skills.
No wonder he dared to attack the enemy camp alone and set fire to the provisions. The rain of arrows around her could not do anything.
"General! Someone is making a move near the granary! "Huyate's trusted aide shouted.
Huyate stabbed his saber into the chest of a masked man in front of him. He suddenly pulled it out, and the saber was pulled back with a trail of blood. That man collapsed, and the mask on his face fell to the ground. Huyate stepped on it, and viciously crushed the mask to the ground. He turned around and walked towards the granary, sneering: "Overestimating yourself!"
When he reached the tent near the granary, he saw that there were Uto soldiers everywhere, and in the center was a black-clothed man holding a sword. His sword was like a rainbow, and although he was alone, he had the aura of a hundred thousand soldiers. The rain of black arrows around him could not even touch the corner of his clothes. And wherever his sword pointed, the Uto fell one after another.
Huyate immediately stopped in his tracks.
Several Uto rushed forward, but the black-clothed man's sword easily brushed past them like a snake. With a turn and a turn, several people fell in front of him. Blood splattered on his silver mask, and then washed away by the drizzle of the night, the endless sharpness and scalding heat, his killing intent awe-inspiring.
Huyate's mind went blank. "Who are you?"
The masked man looked over. His eyes were very beautiful and bright, causing one to feel a chill. But his voice was calm, and could even be called gentle.
"Jade people walk on the snow, flying gracefully through the clouds." The black-clothed man tilted his head and looked at him. "I thought that my name was known by everyone in the world."
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