The moon shining slanted, there are people running.

The gullies on the plateau are the scars left by heaven and earth.

The South Camp of the Knights has never had any decent results.

This time, it's an opportunity.

It is also an opportunity for Cao Xing.

He wanted to use his longbow and sharp arrow to tell the Huns what the power of hatred could bring to a person.

A whistle came from Cao Xing's mouth.

In this dark night.

He seemed to be an envoy who could justify the darkness of this time.

The whistle sounded like the sound of a bird, but it was very loud. This time, the brothers of the Knight Camp who were the vanguard army could understand it.

Everyone scattered around, looking for a place to cover their bodies.

These thousands of people were actually hidden in the mountains and forests quietly.

This is incredible.

But Cao Xing did it.

After hiding for so long, he also taught his own mastery to his brothers.

Now.

Every brother of the South Camp of the Knights is a hunter.

They can hide their bodies in the mountains and forests, waiting for the arrival of their prey. Once they catch the weakness of their prey, they can kill them with one blow.

And now, the night is long.

Prey is ahead.

Cao Xing lay down on his old friend. This old horse has been with him for a long time.

They hid their bodies behind an old tree in a tacit understanding.

The moon's light cannot shine on them.

They seem to be blending into the darkness.

Cao Xing suddenly wanted to smile, but found that he couldn't laugh.

It seems that they are already old.

but.

There is no way to kill less than a Hun, not one of them.

In front of him, Cao Zhengyang, as long as there is a Hun, he cannot escape his hawk eyes and bows.

The Huns will die.

Thousands of hunters from the Southern Camp of Knights were lying quietly in the dense forest. This was the order given by Cao Xing, and they all followed it seriously.

Even if I haven't seen any Huns yet, even if they are figures.

But Cao Xing was very patient. He blew again behind him, signaling everyone to be calm and wait patiently.

Hunting is like this, all you need is to wait.

His judgment will not be wrong.

After all, he is an experienced hunter.

"Pu"

Suddenly, a crisp sound rang out in the quiet dark night.

It was a bit abrupt, making people notice the abnormality.

Cao Xing's eyes sharply passed through the night and looked at the sound.

In front.

It seems that they are also unwilling to expose their whereabouts and run at night.

Not long.

After the sound did not cause any reaction, black shadows appeared on the hillside not far away. Under the moonlight, it was not very clear, but it was obviously the Huns' cavalry unit.

This wave of cavalry was nearly 10,000, and it should be the vanguard of the Xiongnu's attack on Xihe County.

A burly Hun man with a seemingly different dress was at the front of the team.

He carefully observed the road in front of him.

He is the commander of the Huns' vanguard army.

For the future of the New Southern Huns, he was willing to take on a great responsibility and take the lead in charge.

He often fights against the Han people in Xihe. They have very hard bones, but their combat effectiveness is not very strong.

But the bones are hard and difficult to chew, so he is ready.

As for what happened in Yunzhong, he didn't know much about it, because the Southern Xiongnu were in civil strife at that time.

Everyone is busy fighting, so where can I have time to listen to a situation in a place they don’t care much about?

And now, he is going to take the former glory of the Huns to conquer the land of Naxihe County.

that is

He always felt that the dense forest in front of him was a little weird.

There seemed to be something that scared him a little.

Is it a powerful beast?

He shook his head, and he had nearly 10,000 Hun warriors under his command, and he didn't need to be afraid of anything he encountered. The bravery of the grassland men was achieved, not comforting himself.

"drive!"

He rode a tall horse and rushed to the front of the team.

But he felt a chill on this hot summer night.

"Swoosh!"

The sound was not loud, just for him to hear it. At the moment when he could not react, a sharp arrow tear through the air and came straight towards him.

Um?

Go straight to the door.

He had no room for thinking and was directly hit by this sharp arrow.

He fell off his horse and ended his career that he had not yet begun.

"Enemy attack!"

The personal soldiers following him watched his leader fall suddenly, and naturally he realized something.

They wanted to shout loudly and remind the brothers behind them, but they didn't have time to shout more.

After two or three shouts, the personal soldiers who followed the Huns vanguard officer also fell down.

Cao Zhengyang's arrow.

It's a deadly arrow.

Each arrow hit the door and killed with one blow.

The shouts of the Huns also became a signal of attack by the brothers of the Southern Camp of the Knights. Countless arrow branches were shot out from the dense forest and poured into the Huns' formation.

The screams intertwined with the moonlight.

This cruel music on the land of Xihe River has formed.

The vanguards of the Huns could not even see how many enemies there were in the dense forest. They only felt that there were countless enemies chasing them here.

The fear brought by death and the unknown made them rush back.

But.

Just now, Cao Xing put them deep enough.

Moreover, he also explained that two arrows on one bow may not necessarily pursue killing, but must pursue intimidation effect.

You know, in this late night, the trauma caused by psychological fear is far more terrifying than that of physical ones.

"kill!"

If possible, Cao Xing didn't mind becoming the demon messenger in the sleep of these Huns.

Because of the trauma they brought to themselves, he has been able to survive for many years.

On the side of the Huns, there was also the tripping rope set by Cao Xing, which was just arranged, and their rain of arrows was also driving the Huns in that direction.
To be continued...