"Zhang Hu, we caught a big fish in the middle of the week."
After Song Xin saw the enemy camp, he took a map, drew the location of the camp in detail, and drew a cross on it.
Hearing Song Xin say this, both of them were stunned. There was a heavy fog now. What did Song Xin find?
Zhang Hu asked curiously: "Leader, what did you find? Is it an enemy camp?"
Song Xin nodded and smiled, "Yes, the enemy camp is in the forest ahead. It's foggy tonight, they would never expect us to come."
Zhang Hu and Zhou Zhong were excited. They had cut off so many ears before, and now they could be rewarded for their meritorious service. When they heard that they could take down the enemy's camp, they both showed excited expressions. But if Song Xin told them that there were more than 500 people here, the two of them would have dissuaded him if they were afraid of beating him to death, because if 50 people beat 500 people, this would simply cost their lives.
However, Song Xin did not tell them the exact number of enemies. However, this is what he wants. In this dark and foggy weather, with these strong armor and sharp blades, he will definitely be able to achieve something!
Song Xin carefully observed the terrain here. The camp was located on a mountain road, with a cliff on the left. A road ran through the camp, and there was a small road near the camp that could bypass the camp. However, the enemy was also very careful and arranged sentries, sounding gongs and smoke on the path. Once they encountered the enemy, they would immediately sound the gong and light a fire, and the people in the camp would come to help.
Divide his men into three groups, with Zhang Hu, Zhou Zhong and himself leading one group each.
"Zhang Hu, you and Song Yu lead twenty-five people around the small road to the back of the enemy camp and ambush behind the avenue. When you see the camp in front of you is on fire, immediately light a fire and seal the road."
"Song Yu, help Zhang Hu clear the enemy sentries on the path, and remember not to cause a commotion."
Song Yu nodded, "Master, don't worry!"
"Zhong Zhong, you take the remaining twenty-five people, put on enemy uniforms, and follow me in. And then like this..." Song Xin whispered a plan in Zhou Zhong's ear.
Zhou Zhong was stunned, "Are we pretending to be enemy troops?"
Song Xin smiled and said, "That's right, it's full of fog. If you know the accent here, pretend to be the team leader and lead the brothers in."
Zhou Zhong was obviously a little excited, "It just so happened that we just captured a lot of enemy armor."
After the discussion, everyone began to prepare. Song Xin and Zhou Zhong's twenty-five men changed into the enemy's clothes and armor, painted wounds on their bodies, and pretended to be the remnants of the attack. Zhang Hu and Song Yu set off towards the path, and soon they were lost in the thick fog. middle.
Song Xin ordered people to light torches and walked toward the enemy camp with great swagger.
At the same time, outside the enemy camp, two soldiers shivered and kept stamping their feet. Although it was late summer, the night in the mountains was still very cold. The two kept rubbing their hands to breathe and chatting in a low voice:
"It's so evil, why is it so cold in this mountain?"
"Yeah, we weren't allowed to light a fire to keep warm. We even had to dig a pit to make a fire to make food. We were afraid that the enemy would see the smoke and discover the camp."
"Hmph, Han Sima is too careful. How could the enemy discover us in this mountain?"
"This is a dark place with no fire to illuminate it. If we encounter a mountain ghost checking the road, we are afraid that our souls will be snatched away."
Another enemy guard said in a deep voice: "Don't talk nonsense, there are no mountain ghosts!"
"Don't believe it, there is a legend in Huoshan Mountain. People who die unexpectedly in the mountains will turn into mountain ghosts and hide in the fog. When they encounter people walking at night, they will pounce out and steal their souls."
Another guard tightened his thin armor and said tremblingly: "Stop talking, it's scary. Hiding in the fog?"
"Yes, they can change into the appearance they had before death. Some people think they have met someone walking with them at night. But once you talk to them, you will be confused and eventually killed by them."
Although the other guard was scared, he still said, "I don't believe it. How could they confuse me?"
"I heard from the old people in the village that they will turn the cliff in front of you into a road, so that you can walk up it without knowing it. As a result, you will miss the mark and fall down the mountain to die. This way they can leave you behind and go there by yourself. Reincarnation."
"I don't believe it." Although the other guard said he didn't believe it, he still involuntarily tightened his body.
While he was talking, suddenly there was a sound of horse hooves in the distance. It was very soft, but it was still heard by the two guards. They immediately raised their halberds and pointed at the fog in front of them, watching nervously. But no one dared to ask.
At this time, a few lights seemed to appear faintly in the thick fog, like dancing elves.
Finally, one of the guards shouted, "Who! Who's there!?"
After a while, a panicked voice came from the mist, "No, don't be nervous, we were ordered to assemble here."
"Huh!" The two guards were slightly relieved, but they still pointed their halberds in the direction of the sound.
After a while, Zhou Zhong's figure emerged from the fog. Because of the thick fog, it was like a soul that suddenly appeared, startling the two of them.
"Who are you?" The guard saw that this man was wearing the armor of the leader, but it was stained with blood and had holes. His heart suddenly sank, especially since the two of them had just talked about mountain ghosts, which would change into their previous appearance to trick people into dying. Looking at Zhou Zhong in front of him, his face looked pale under the mist, and the holes on his body showed that he had been injured. .
"We are here to gather." Zhou Zhong said in a panic.
The guard obviously felt his panic, "What about your people?"
Zhou Zhong waved his hand, and more than twenty soldiers in tattered armor appeared from behind. They were holding a few torches. In the mist, they could be vaguely seen with gray heads and faces, and they were in a very embarrassed state.
However, in the eyes of the two guards, these people were like ghosts that suddenly appeared in front of them.
"Whose troops are you...?"
"We are from the south camp of Baiya Mountain. The officer received the order and asked us to assemble here."
Zhou Zhong replied.
"What happened to you?" the guard expressed his doubts, "Why are you in tatters?"
Zhou Zhong said with a mournful face: "We met the enemy army halfway, and were caught off guard. The officer also died in the battle. The remaining brothers all escaped death. We are hungry and thirsty. Please do a good job and let us go." Let's go in."
The guards felt a little relieved when they heard that Zhou Zhong spoke with a local accent. One guard was about to step forward to move Ju Ma away, but was stopped by another man. He walked up to Ju Ma and looked at Zhou Zhong carefully, "There are enemy troops nearby. ?」
"Isn't it? Why are we in such a mess?" Zhou Zhong said weakly.
The guard saw that the weapons in the hands of Song Xin and others were in tatters, so he believed him.
"Come in, enter the first tent on the right and find our team leader."
Song Xin and others followed Zhou Zhong into the enemy camp. Only then did Zhou Zhong realize that there was only a team of people here. He touched Song Xin and wanted to remind him, but the other party smiled lightly and patted her lightly. clapped his hand.
After a while, they were taken outside a tent, where a team leader was waiting nervously. As soon as he saw Zhou Zhong, he immediately came up to him and asked, "Where did you encounter the enemy?"
Zhou Zhong mentioned a place, which was a mountain road a few miles away from here.
After hearing this, the team leader became even more nervous, so he asked them to go down to rest in the middle of the week, while he hurried to the big tent to report.
Song Xin and the others were arranged in two tents. The camp was very quiet at this time. Everyone was sleeping except for the soldiers on patrol at night. Song Xin looked in the direction where the team was leading, and could vaguely see the outline of a large tent in the mist. Two braziers at the door were very conspicuous.
As soon as he touched the middle of the week, "the food and grass are behind the big tent."
Zhou Zhong nodded and asked nervously: "There is more than one team here."
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Arriving at their tents, the soldiers quickly took off their clothes and armor and put on the bone armor prepared by Song Xin. Everyone took advantage of the darkness and filed out, each dispersed and sneaked towards the back of the big tent.
Encountered halfway
The soldier standing guard easily killed him with a knife, then dragged him to a nearby tent and hid him.
At the same time, inside the tent, a middle-aged officer heard the team leader's report and frowned instantly, "Why are there enemy troops here?"
"Han Sima, my subordinates guess that it is a small group of enemy troops who came out to harass and explore the way."
"A small group of troops? My subordinates guess that it is one or two groups of troops. If they disperse and hide in the mountains, it may be difficult to detect them. However, if there are more people, they will definitely be noticed by our army's scouts."
The team leader further explained: "If it were a large group of people, these remaining soldiers might not be able to come back."
"Where are the remaining soldiers?"
"My subordinates arranged for them to rest."
Han Sima frowned, "Didn't you say they were injured? Why didn't you take them to see the injuries?"
The team leader slapped his head, "The leader only said he was tired, but didn't say anything about being injured. I'm going to check it out right now!"
At this moment, he raised his head and saw a sudden fire shooting into the sky behind the tent, dyeing the fire blood red in this dense foggy night. Seeing his expression, Han Sima turned around and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. At this moment, he heard someone shouting: "It's on fire! The grain is on fire!"
At this time, Han Sima and the team leader both understood, "Quick, bring people to put out the fire!" But before the words could be shouted, an arrow flew in from outside the tent and shot right through the neck of the team leader. He was horrified. He clutched his bleeding neck and fell forward with a plop, staring at Han Sima, full of pleading and shock.
At this moment, a man holding a long sword and carrying a long bow walked in, it was Song Xin.
Han Sima looked at the stranger and grabbed the knife in his hand: "Who are you!?"
"Are you the Sima of this camp?" Song Xin asked.
"Come here!!" He yelled, and hurried footsteps immediately sounded outside the tent. Then the tent was opened, and a man covered in blood and wearing strange armor walked in. The knife in his hand was still dripping with blood.
