Chapter 97 As cunning as a fox

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"Your Majesty, can this little trap catch anyone?" Fang Zhuang squatted in the grass, staring at the intersection.

"When dealing with angry people, the simpler the better, just wait and see." Yang Shu stayed close to the ground and waited quietly.

"coming."

Pang Chang raised his head.

The sound of horse hooves gradually became clearer.

"Drive!" Sun Hu galloped forward on his horse. The military camp was heavily guarded, but he was able to get out quietly.

Then there was the stick, fast and accurate, without even a moment of pause.

Is he really a useless person who is ignorant and industrious?

Sun Hu had thoughts in his eyes. Under the night, he didn't see the rope in the shadow in front of him.

By the time he realized it, the man had already jumped forward with the horse.

Sun Hu was experienced and immediately wanted to roll to lose his inertia, but as soon as he moved, his whole body was caught in the net.

The guards following him wanted to rescue him, but a large net came down, blocking their steps.

"Colonel Captain!"

Seven or eight feather arrows flew out and shot towards Sun Hu.

Sun Hu's eyes narrowed, but he could not break free from the net.

During the shaking, he dodged three of them, but the others fell on him.

"Colonel Captain!"

The guards had already cut down the net blocking the road and rushed to Sun Hu.

They all had prepared expressions of grief and anger, but the moment they saw Sun Hu, everyone was stunned. No blood?

"Went to Arrowhead."

A guard picked up the arrows on the ground and said.

"Who is so idle? You are teasing us all night long."

The guard looked around, trying to catch someone.

Sun Hu had a stern face. Of course he knew who did it. If the arrow hadn't been removed, he would be dead at this moment.

"Captain, no one was found."

"Go back." Sun Hu took the first step.

He has been defeated by Yang Shu three times. In his current state, he is afraid that he will still get his way.

"Your Majesty, let's go."

Yang Shu spat out the grass roots in his mouth and said, "Now that he has recovered, next time he will show the caution and strategy that a school captain should have."

"Go to sleep."

Yang Shu waved his hand and lay down on his own.

"Captain, where is the Lieutenant General?"

When the guard saw Sun Hu coming back empty-handed, he couldn't help but ask.

"Hiding, it's getting late, let him live freely." Sun Hu said, passing the guards and walking straight into the camp.

Looking at the whip on the table, Sun Hu frowned. Although he was somewhat capable, why was he so miserable?

After patting the white dust off his chest, Sun Hu pursed his lips and sat on the chair for half an hour.

At dawn, Sun Hu led a hundred people out of the military camp.

This time, he did not rush in and regarded Yang Shu as the most dangerous enemy. The spies went forward to check the situation. Sun Hu listened to the movements around him, holding the handle of the knife in his hand, always on guard.

"Your Majesty, the smoke is rising. Are you sure Sun Hu won't come to kill you?"

Fang Zhuang blinked when he saw that Yang Shu had really grilled the fish. This was too arrogant.

Yang Shu threw dead branches into the fire, "Sun Hu has suffered two losses. The more obvious it is, the less likely he will believe it. Go catch two more fish. Just these few, who can eat them."

Yang Shu turned the fish over with a leisurely look on his face.

"Captain, there is smoke over there." The guard pointed to the place where the smoke was rising and reported.

Sun Hu took one look and led everyone in the opposite direction.

On the hillside, when Pang Chang saw someone coming, he put his hand in his mouth and blew a whistle.

"alert!"

The guards drew their swords, leaned on each other, and looked around.

Seeing the things wrapped in clothes being thrown down from the hillside, the guard slashed them with a knife.

"No! It's a wasp!"

"run!"

For a time, the team was completely in chaos. Yang Shu was a ruthless person and prepared a total of three hornet's nests.

When Sun Hu shook off the wasp and found a place to light the fire, only the clean fish bones were left on the ground.

Looking at the fish bones, Sun Hu looked ugly. He was sure which way he would take?

"Search!" Sun Hu said.

Everyone abandoned their horses and searched all over, but naturally found nothing. Yang Shu had already run away.

"Colonel." The guard looked at him carefully.

"The grass has been sprinkled with laxatives!"

Exclamations rang out, and everyone turned around to see the horses running away. Sun Hu's face turned black. Every step he took was in Yang Shu's calculation.

"Your Majesty." Fang Zhuang handed the kettle to Yang Shu, "Why didn't Lieutenant Sun chase us immediately? You still have to put the search aside."

Yang Shu took a few sips of water and closed the lid, "I'm too cautious and smart, thinking we're playing tricks under the light."

"Let's go, let's start the next step."

In the dense forest, Sun Hu walked forward step by step. Yang Shu was really crazy. He was afraid that he would not be able to find him, so he drew arrows to guide him along the way.

What a dandy? Bah, he’s just a fox!

There are many tricks and cunning, and it is impossible to guard against them.

"Colonel."

The leading spy came back, his face wrinkled and he hesitated to speak. Finally, he motioned to Sun Hu to go and see by himself.

The seven signs are spaced fifty meters apart and have different words.

"Don't enter from here, there is a pit."

"Turn left after entering to avoid the trap."

"Go straight for 300 meters and lie down."

"Watch out for trapeze artists."

"There is a network."

"Fifty meters away, a bear trap was placed."

“Everything is safe (lied to you)”

"Colonel." The guard looked at Sun Hu, waiting for his order.

Sun Hu looked at the forest and said nothing for a long time.

After looking at the guards behind him, he asked two people to team up and go in to investigate.

Not long after, there were screams inside, and then there was no movement.

14 people, no one came out.

"Go back and order a thousand forwards." Sun Hu said in a deep voice.

This place is not close to the military camp, and it took nearly an hour for the forward guard to arrive.

The thousand people were divided into seven teams and entered the forest.

The first sign said it was a trap, but I wasn't lying, but in the end the forward and defender fell into it.

That sinister Yang Shu left a path, surrounded by pits. As soon as the arrows flew, he dodged and watched the solid ground collapse.

Turn left to avoid the trap, and you did avoid it, but there is more than one trap.

After lying down, the forward guard successfully dodged the flying wooden frame, allowing the net underneath to be covered by a net.

The trapeze artist was real. Fang Zhuang pulled the rope and swung over the forward guard's head. The oil drum tied to his waist spread all over them, and then a rocket shot at the forward guard thirty meters away.

There is a net, a very big net, that goes up from all sides.

The animal trap was not made of iron, and if it really hurt someone, they would have to pay for medical expenses.

Of course it was impossible for everything to be safe, and Yang Shu was caught in the poisonous smoke.

The forward guard was a disgraced forest man. If the opponent hadn't spared his hand, they would have suffered heavy casualties.

Sun Hu looked at all this with a deep look in his eyes. He seemed to have brought 30 personal guards.

30 people make 1,000 people in such a mess, what a piece of trash.

"Captain, this letter was found in the woods." The guard handed the letter to Sun Hu.

What tricks does he have?

Sun Hu opened the letter, and there were only five words on it, "I'll see you in Spoon Valley".

The characteristics of Spoon Valley are already revealed in its name. It is very shallow and there is no road.

After reading the letter, Sun Hu took the people with him.

In the middle of the Spoon Valley, a man wearing a tiger mask sat there, with a knife in his hand, chipping away at the wood.

He drew a line fifty meters away, as if as a warning not to cross it.