It was almost midnight, and Lan was sitting alone in the ruins from before. He was thinking about how to solve the upcoming dilemma, but his mind went blank and he couldn't figure out how to deal with tomorrow. He had already passed several bandits on night watch before and after him.
Fortunately, the night covered most of the valley, and the ruins where Lan was located were even more invisible. Lan got up and moved her body, loosened her muscles and bones, and stood up. Now that I am already halfway up the mountain, I will go to the stockade on the top of the mountain not far away and do some reconnaissance, maybe delay the bandits' plan tomorrow.
Fortunately, it was already past midnight when Lan was waiting for Lan to leave the ruins, and the patrols and sentries along the way gradually became sparse, and snoring could still be clearly heard in many places. Obviously, these bandits have become accustomed to a comfortable life, and they never thought that anyone would come to visit them late at night.
The human sense of smell and hearing are greatly weakened during sleep. Compared with the vigilant animals that Lan hunted before, it is not very difficult to pass by this group of sleeping bandits. Lan just needs to pay attention to avoid them. Those bandits who were sleeping everywhere easily reached the top of the mountain.
When Lan reached the top of the mountain, he almost exclaimed. The cottage on the top of the mountain was completely different from the ruins that Lan passed by. It had tight wooden gates and sentries with torches every three meters. He holds a gleaming sword, and there is even a sentry tower in the corner, and a figure can be vaguely seen on the sentry tower.
Behind the wooden gate are various crudely made tents. Surrounded by the tents are fortress-like buildings, such as a fortress formed by renovating the original village hall and adding more firewood and brick walls. There were four bandits in armor at the door.
"If we were discovered like this, even thirty lives would not be enough to kill us." Lan analyzed the situation in front of him. He was looking for opportunities to enter the village and create chaos.
Lan made a complete circle around the stronghold. Hiding behind a boulder, I discovered that all the figures on the sentry post were holding a bow and arrow. Although those wooden bows and arrows were far less powerful than the iron bows and arrows of the Black Armored Army, at such a close distance, it was easy to shoot Kill anyone with one blow.
"Click, click, click." A strange sound came from above Lan's head, interrupting Lan's thoughts.
The archer on the sentry post closest to Lan climbed down the rough wooden ladder and gradually walked towards Lan.
Lan immediately concentrated his energy. He thought he had been discovered by the archer. He couldn't help but grab the dagger behind him, ready to kill him at any time. He looked around, ready to escape from the village immediately.
The figure of the archer gradually approached Lan, and Lan also bowed his body, ready to aim at the archer's neck, preparing to kill him with one blow.
Just when Lan was about to attack, the archer threw his bow and arrow aside, but suddenly began to unbuckle his belt. Lan was stunned for a moment, then realized that the archer had not discovered him, but was there to solve his own personal problems.
But Lan did not give up his previous idea. It was easy for a hunter to sneak attack an unsuspecting person, not to mention that the archer was still focused on his belt and had no defense.
The sharp dagger first pierced the rough skin, then penetrated the loose human muscle tissue, and then got stuck on the spine at the back of the neck.
The archer did not unbutton his trouser pocket in the end, and fell to the side of the soft soil with a muffled thump. Lan hurriedly dragged him behind the boulder where he had originally hidden him, and pulled the unlucky archer away. Throwing it aside, he picked up the crude wooden bow, replaced the archer, and climbed up to the guard post.
When Lan climbed up to the sentry post, which was about three people high, he got a clear overview of the entire village. Two of the forts surrounded by four tents were silent, while the other two were still crowded, and the other three sentries were also guarded.
At night, the wind gusts on the top of the mountain were obviously stronger than those on the mountainside. A sudden gust of mountain wind blew out several torches. Suddenly, the brightness of the entire village dimmed, but Lan seemed to be awakened by the mountain wind. , thought of the best tactic to delay the enemy.
Lan used the darkness brought by the extinguished torches to climb down the stairs again. At this time, some bandits had begun to relight the extinguished torches one by one. Lan hurriedly picked up a torch that had not been extinguished. Before the thief came back, he returned to his original position.
This lasted for less than a minute, but it made Lan sweat profusely. As long as he missed it by just a little bit, he would probably be spotted by the bandits. He inserted the torch he finally picked up into his body next to him. In a groove, breathing the air heated by torches, waiting for the surroundingsThe departure of the bandits.
Now, just wait for the next mountain breeze to blow.