Post road.
The Blood Moon tribe is moving slower and slower.
"Young Patriarch," someone came to report in a hurry, "Yunchui people in front of us have cut down many big trees, lying on the post road, and even lit a lot of fires."
"I got it." Blood Moon Eagle Xiang felt relieved.
They had just entered Luoxia Mountain before, and Thunder Dragon had cut down trees or destroyed mountains to block the road.
But this can only slightly hinder their progress and does not have much effect.
Now that the other party is reproducing his old skills, it shows that Yunchui people are at the end of their rope.
"Keep burning." Xue Yue Yingxiang laughed: "Keep burning until Laigu."
"Yes, did the spies sent out still not come back?" he asked again.
cough!
The little guard looked stern and coughed lightly: "Young patriarch, it's not the ambition of your subordinates to destroy your own prestige. In the dense forest, we really need to be smarter in our methods. The brothers sent out have been careful enough, but there are still casualties. heavy."
Blood Moon Yingxiang sighed.
If your skills are inferior to others, you have to recognize them.
The little guard was delighted: "Young patriarch, why don't you send your brothers out to investigate the situation?"
Anyway, apart from being sent to death, they couldn't detect much.
It's better to burn it all the way, Yun Chui won't be able to do anything.
"You know nothing!" Xue Yue Yingxiang glared at him: "Faction, and a big one."
Since your skills are not as good as others, then study hard.
If you fail to learn, you will die.
And under the pressure of death, more or less, someone can always learn some skills.
Only if some members of the tribe survive this mountain forest assassination and counter-assassination, then their Blood Moon tribe will have experience in confrontation in the future and can teach more spies.
You won't be helpless when you see the mountains and forests.
Since his name is Yingxiang, he has no intention of just wandering around in the clouds and then going back to Xiliang to sleep.
To the east, on the top of an unknown hill, is the Thunder Dragon Camp.
After reading the message sent back by Lei Er, Ren Ning silently calculated the time it would take for the Xiliang people to arrive at the trapped dragon's nest.
"Go and ask your subordinates or people if there is anyone who can tell the weather and wind direction?" he said.
The big trees and fires that line the post road are just enchantment arrays, and there are no Ailanthus trees in them.
Ren Ning is waiting.
Wait until the Blood Moon man gets used to the fires and smoke on the road, then give him another big one.
Thunder Dragon and Huang Ming went out for a walk, and their faces were gloomy when they came back.
"Sir, we have asked, but no one understands."
What I know is that I have only heard some local proverbs, but I cannot be precise about the wind blowing at a certain time on a certain day.
"Yeah." Ren Ning wasn't too surprised.
The reason why Liao Fengyu became Wei Junqian's precious strategist was because there was no one like him in the world.
Hold!
Thunder Dragon punched his palm anxiously: "If you have a secret weapon but don't use it, in the end you still have to let the brothers fight for their heads."
Ren Ning chuckled, "Don't worry. I have a solution."
At worst, he would spend some time and use charcoal to make a pig-mouth gas mask.
Anyway, with the speed of Xiliang people and turtles, they can make it in time.
"Have people collect the charcoal quickly, and then find some bamboo joints or carve the wood into the shape of a pig's mouth. It will be of great use." Ren Ning said, "Go ahead."
Huang Ming and Thunder Dragon looked at each other. Although they were a little confused, they quickly passed on the order.
For the next two or three days, everyone in the camp was busy.
After receiving the news from Lei Er, Ren Ning brought a group of guards from Zhen Guogong Mansion down the mountain and killed the spies sent by Xiliang one by one.
When Xueyue Yingxiang received another batch of spies and all of them were wiped out, his heart was bleeding.
"No one alive?" he asked.
The messenger lowered his head: "Young patriarch, the Yunchui people threw all their bodies on the post road ahead. There are fifty-three people in total..."
It's not clear if there are any survivors on the mountain. He was just an errand messenger.
"Fifty-three!" Xue Yue Yingxiang's teeth nearly bled.
This number is not large, but it is exactly the total number of people he sent out in the last batch.
"How many Yunchui people were injured or killed?" he asked again.
The messenger lowered his head: "Subordinate... I don't know."
Xueyue Yingxiang is young but has always been calm, otherwise he would not be entrusted with the important task of opening the way.
But at this moment, he couldn't control his emotions and roared: "If you don't know anything, go check it out and quickly find out where these people come from!"
The enemy was unscathed, but the bodies of our own people were thrown all the way.
If this kind of morale-destroying thing happens a few more times, it is estimated that the Yunchui people will not need to attack, and the Xueyue soldiers themselves will collapse first.
"Yes!" the messenger responded and left in a hurry.
A while passed before Xue Yue Yingxiang calmed down.
His eyes fell on the black arrow that shone with metallic luster. "Where is this black arrow? Have you found its owner?"
There was silence all around, everyone looked at each other.
"Young Patriarch," a voice came out of nowhere: "There is news that someone from the Kailun tribe has seen similar black arrows."
"Kailun?" Xue Yue Yingxiang perked up, "Where have they met?"
"They once saw a soldier from the Yan border with the surname 'Ning' or a soldier with the word 'Ning' in his name using such an arrow." The man told what happened to the Kailun tribe.
Blood Moon Yingxiang's expression changed in shock.
He vaguely remembered such a thing.
There was once a team that persuaded small and medium-sized tribes to surrender but all of them were killed. This incident caused quite a big fuss and even caused shock in the royal court.
It seems to have happened in the eastern region of Xiliang.
As for whether it happened in the Kailun tribe, he really wasn't sure.
Xiaobing didn't notice Xue Yue Yingxiang's expression, and said disdainfully: "Young patriarch, Kailun is just a small and medium-sized tribe, and has not seen much of the world. How can one person kill more than a hundred of our Xiliang elites? It's bullshit."
After all, there are many people in Kailun who guard Yunchui, and they even intermarry with Yunchui people.
Such a tribe is not trustworthy in the first place, and if it spreads rumors again and again, the truth may have changed a long time ago.
Blood Moon Yingxiang was noncommittal.
He turned back and looked to the west, and asked, "Have you found any information about this Yanchuan person?"
"We are investigating, but there is no news yet."
In the dense forest to the east, Ren Ning jumped down from the tree.
He didn't know that he was being investigated by the Xiliang people. But even if he knew, Ren Ning didn't care.
"Lei Er, can you still hold on?" he asked.
Lei Er was munching on a leg of lamb with soy sauce, his mouth full of oil.
He said nonchalantly: "It's a trivial matter."
Ren Ning nodded: "The Xiliang people are speeding up. It is estimated that the vanguard will return to Quelongpo in four or five days. You should go back to the camp to have a good rest in the past two days and prepare for a big battle."
As for the spies sent by Xueyue Yingxiang, they should be handed over to Huang Ming and other guards of the Zhenguo Palace.
Lei Er responded.
He was not a mother-in-law, so he wiped the grease from his mouth, picked up the machete and left.
"Wait a minute." Ren Ning stopped him and drew a diagram of a gas mask. "Go back and ask Thunder Dragon to make this mask as soon as possible. Then bring everyone here."
