At the same time, Daxia Camp.
At this time, the Daxia camp still exuded a cheerful atmosphere.
This feeling is not like an army that has just set out for battle, but like a royal army returning to the court after a victory.
This was not because they relaxed their vigilance, but because four lookout towers had been set up around the camp, looking east, west, north and south respectively.
On each lookout, there are two soldiers guarding it.
Most of these soldiers have excellent eyesight. This is at night, so the visibility is slightly lower.
But if it was during the day, they would be able to tell at a glance if there was any big movement at the gate of Luqiu City a few miles away.
However, it was already night, and even though they were the eyes of the camp, they felt a little bored in their hearts.
"Hey, do you think that if it's time to change shifts later, can we go down and ask for a drink?"
On the observation deck facing the north, a soldier was talking to the people next to him.
"Humph, you have a beautiful idea. Although the prince has already said that each person has a glass of wine, but look at the number of wine jars below."
"Even if there are only people in our camp, there are thousands of mouths. With so many people, if one person smells it, it will be completely sniffed."
"It's our turn to change shifts early in the morning. Dream on!"
The other soldiers curled their lips when they saw this, and seemed to hear something: "Did you hear it? It seems like there is going to be thunder."
Indeed, a rumbling sound came from nowhere, and seemed to be coming from far to near, towards the direction of the big tent.
And somehow, they could vaguely feel that the thunder was accompanied by an uncontrollable chill.
The soldier shuddered when he heard this: "It's not going to rain. I don't want to march in the rain."
While talking, the rumble of thunder was still approaching.
At this time, they still did not notice that about two miles away, there were about three to four hundred cavalry on horses, running towards the direction of the main camp.
"Two." Shanyu Uda, who was riding on a horse, said.
"What, what two?" Someone asked nervously at the side.
"There are four watchtowers in Daxia's main camp, and each tower is guarded by two people." Uda looked at the fire-filled watchtower in the distance and licked his chapped lips: "Bring the bow, two people." Bundle."
Although they were riding on horses, their bodies were as stable as the ground.
Someone turned to the back and said in a low voice: "Bring Chanyu two bows."
Two high-quality longbows were immediately handed to Uda.
Uda took one for himself, and the other was thrust into the hands of a man next to him who exuded a feminine aura and had an unshaven beard but a waist-high ponytail.
This man's name is Muyan, and he is Uda's right-hand man.
Even though his aura is a little more feminine, on the battlefield, he is famous for being vicious and vicious.
"Oh, thank you Shanyu for your appreciation."
As Mu Yan spoke, he took the long bow from Uda's hand and pretended to pick it up and fiddle with it a few times.
"When you get close, shoot the two on the observation deck to the north. I'll take care of you."
Wu Da did not look at Mu Yan aside, but directly issued the task.
The sound of horse hooves was still rolling in like thunder, and the people below were so noisy that no one noticed it. But even in this lookout, no one found any trace of these iron cavalry.
The festive atmosphere was like deadly poison, blinding the eyes of this large camp.
Two miles, one mile, half a mile.
When the rumbling sound came in front of them, causing the earth to tremble, the soldier just now seemed to finally wake up and pointed at the cavalry rolling in front of him like a tide and said:
"Hey, do you think this is..."
puff.
Before he finished speaking, a sharp arrow flashed in the air and pierced his skull.
Before he could even cry out the pain, the severe pain finally merged into a muffled groan.
The upright figure who was still standing on the observation deck just now fell down immediately. And the helmet on his head suddenly fell from a height towards the ground.
Clang.
The metal helmet hitting the sand didn't make much noise, but it still attracted some people at the back of the team to look behind them curiously.
"what?"
They were a little curious and stepped forward to grab the strange-looking piece of metal.
But as soon as his fingers touched the helmet, he touched the sticky liquid. When he picked it up, he found that half of his hand was stained scarlet red by the liquid.
Several people were suddenly startled and looked towards the sky.
With a whooshing sound, the second arrow of the barbarians was already out of the bow, and one arrow penetrated the throat of the remaining soldier on the North Watchtower.
The incident happened in a flash of lightning, and the slightly distracted soldier did not even realize what the scene in front of him was about.
When he looked at his comrade on the side who had been hit by a sharp arrow between his eyebrows and fell to the ground with blood flowing all over the ground, he wanted to scream like crazy.
However, it was too late.
"Forehead……"
When he wanted to speak out, but found that he could only make a sporadic sound of airflow from his throat, he lowered his head and saw the sharp arrow nailed to his throat.
The sharp arrow passed through the throat, and the tip of the arrow was already at the back of the head.
Only then did he realize that he was about to die. After a convulsion of fear, his whole body fell directly from the watchtower.
thump.
The body fell on the sand like a puppet with its strings broken, and then it seemed to completely fall apart, assuming a posture that ordinary people could not understand.
"W-what on earth is going on?!"
More and more people witnessed this scene. When they saw the sharp arrow on the deceased's neck, combined with the rumble of horse hooves in the distance, they finally reacted at this moment.
"An enemy attack is an enemy attack!"
After watching the soldiers in the camp finally react, the expressions on their faces changed from joy to confusion, and then to fear, Mu Yan finally let out a sharp laugh.
"Chanyu, can you let me kill two more sheep later?"
Two-legged sheep.
This is what they call the people in Daxia in front of them.
In their eyes, the subjects of the so-called Celestial Kingdom like Daxia were nothing more than their reserve rations.
"Kill! Just kill!"
"Tonight, I will let you kill in this military tent!"
After that, Uda waved his hand and spoke to the barbarians who had almost charged near the camp.
"All-army assault! Follow the plan!"
The flames of war have already reached outside Yumen Pass.
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