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Volume 1, Chapter 218: Camp Robbery

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    Two Hundred and Eighteen Camp Robbery

    The grassland is vast, the sky is high and the clouds are dark, and the wind is blowing in the face. Meng Ju has a heroic and desolate feeling.

    The moon is dark and the wind is high, the new wind is blowing cold, and the green blade is lifted three feet away, and blood is splashed three feet away, killing people with pleasure.

    Since the battle in Jing'an, I haven't been so happy for a long time.  There was a hot fire burning in his heart, and he wanted to scream high into the sky to express the joy in his heart.

    Facing the strong wind blowing from the north, Meng Ju rushed towards the fire-lit Leopard Slaughter Brigade camp.

    Relying on the intelligence obtained from the previous torture and his elusive speed, Meng Ju passed through the defense lines of various open and hidden sentries in a few flashes.  His movements were so fast that even the spies with the best eyesight could only vaguely see a faint black shadow passing by on the dark grassland. No one thought that this could be an approaching enemy.

    Meng Ju walked around the outer wall of the camp for a while, and found a shadowed area where the torch light could not reach. He jumped up, his toes touched the outer wall of the camp, and jumped up again. Between the two jumps,  His hand had already reached the top of the wall, and when he pressed hard, he crossed the wall as lightly as a flying swallow. He spread out his hands and feet, and all four limbs landed at the same time. When he landed, he only heard a deep "pop" sound.

    The sound came, and the sleepy sentries at the camp gate looked out at the same time. Someone said "Huh" in surprise: "What was that over there just now? I seemed to see a figure flying over the wall?"

    The other sentries said: "I'm afraid a big bird flew by. How could anyone fly over such a high wall!"

    Everyone said in unison, so the man was also shaken: "Yes, how can someone fly over such a high wall? Did I make a mistake?"

    The night is deep, there are many tents, and the battles are fierce.

    Meng Ju's sword was hung diagonally on his waist, and he walked freely along the passage between the military formations.

    In this passage, there is a bamboo pole erected every tens of meters, with a lighting torch tied to it.  On both sides of the passage, there are very densely arranged camps.  There is a tent every five steps. Although the tents are densely packed, they are not messy.  Many soldiers didn't even have tents. They could only wrap themselves up in their stalls and sleep on the ground. The rhythmic snoring of sleeping sergeants could be heard everywhere.

    Meng Ju watched as he walked, secretly approving in his heart.  He himself is also a troop leader. With an expert's eye, he can certainly see that there are still many omissions in the camp layout in front of him, but judging from the newly formed troops and horses of the first brigade, they have indeed done a good job.

    The Black Wind Brigade, a direct lineage of Shentu Jue, suffered all casualties in the Battle of Jing'an. The "Leopard Tu" Brigade was a newly formed army. In the Battle of Leping, they were defeated by themselves again and were completely wiped out. Unexpectedly, it was so short.  Within a few months, Shentu Jue had once again raised a brigade of troops, and now they were training well. Although Shentu Jue had a big grudge against him, Meng Jue had to admit that he was indeed talented.  people.

    As they were walking, a group of yawning patrol sentries came towards them. Before they could say anything, Meng Ju shouted: "Luo Jing!"

    The sentries answered the command accurately: "Gu Lun!"

    Looking at the person wearing a leopard-style battle armor, the patrol captain's eyes showed doubts: "This officer looks so unfamiliar, why have I never seen him before?" But the other party could accurately shout the command, so he didn't think much about it.  , just thinking that the other person was a night watchman who had just been laid off, and everyone passed by each other very close to each other, without incident.

    After passing through the front camp, Meng Ju arrived at the Chinese army.

    "Compared to the crowded front camp, the Chinese army's camp site seemed much spacious, and the materials of the tents also appeared to be much better than those of the front camp.  Meng Ju realized that those who could enjoy such preferential treatment must be the elite of the Leopard Slaughter Brigade.

    Meng Ju carefully walked through the passage in the camp. His figure was calm and his steps were very light, so as not to wake up the sleeping sergeant.  When he was about to walk out of the Chinese military tent, Meng Ju met another group of patrolling sentries. He continued to preemptively shout: "Luo Jing!"

    "Gulun."

    The officer leading the team stopped. He looked at Meng Ju with critical eyes and asked, "Which battalion of armors are you from? What are you doing here in the middle of the night?"

    "Sir, the younger one is from the scout team. The younger one just got laid off and was about to return to the camp when he passed by here."

    "Huh? Isn't the camp of the scout team over there at the front camp? What are you doing here with the Chinese army?"

    Meng Ju¡¯s heart tightened, but he couldn¡¯t answer in a hurry.  The officer then said: "Who is your corps commander? Isn't it stipulated that there are three people per sentry? How does your corps commander manage people? Ask him to come over and say that the patrol officer wants to talk to him!"

    "Smallsmall"

    When Meng Ju was hesitantly looking for an excuse, the officer frowned slightly. He approached Meng Ju, his nose twitched slightly,The light suddenly became sharp.

    Meng Ju immediately knew something was wrong: he had just killed two lurking sentries, and a lot of blood was spattered on his body.  The officer must have smelled blood.

    Soon enough, before the other party could shout, Meng Ju suddenly took action, holding the officer's neck with both hands and dragging and pinching him. Before the officer could shout, his throat and trachea had been cut off by Meng Ju's hand knife.  Meng Ju took advantage of the situation and broke his neck.  These movements were fast and fierce, and in a blink of an eye, the officer was as soft as mud and collapsed on the ground.

    Meng Ju moved quickly and decisively, suddenly spitting out a message like a venomous snake, with a bit of a dignified and generous temperament. The sergeants all looked at him: What he said just now was very good, why did this officer turn against him and kill someone in the blink of an eye?

    The leading sergeant took a step forward, pointed at Meng Ju and shouted, "You"

    Before he finished speaking, Meng Ju rushed forward with a swish and cut his throat in an instant with a slash of his knife.

    At this time, the sergeants realized: This guy is an enemy!

    Now that his identity has been exposed, Meng Ju became even more rude and immediately rushed forward. With his sword in his hand, he immediately chopped down five sergeants.  His movements were extremely fast and violent. Those unlucky ones only saw the light of the knife in front of their eyes, and then they lost their heads inexplicably. Some of them were even confused as to how they died.

    The few remaining sergeants were clever and saw that the situation was not good, so they turned around and ran away.  But Meng Ju chased faster and caught up with him in a flash. He had no time to draw his sword. He leaned sideways and bumped into the crowd with his shoulder. At that moment, two sergeants were pierced by the thorns on his shoulder armor, and they were bloody.  He fell out.

    But a few sergeants still escaped alive. As they ran away, they shouted: "Help, the spy has killed someone!"

    "It's murder! A spy has sneaked in!"

    With the shouts, responses echoed from everywhere.  There was a close gong sound in the distance, the torch light was swaying, and several armored warriors were running quickly. They shouted from a distance: "Don't run, stop!"

    Meng Ju was not afraid of those armored fighters, but he knew that once he was entangled by the patrol team and wasted time, he would be doomed.  No matter how strong you are, this is the camp of the border army after all.  Once the border troops are organized, they will definitely face a dead end.

    Without saying a word, Meng Ju turned around and rushed towards the campsite, and bumped into a tent head-on. Meng Ju didn't dodge at all, he just rushed straight past. He only heard a loud "bang" and the sky collapsed.  , tents, railings, weapons, blankets, quilts and other debris were knocked all over the sky, flying like rain.

    The soldiers in the tent deserved the misfortune. They were sleeping soundly in their dreams. Suddenly, a wild beast broke through the tent and rushed in. It just ran over them and all the soldiers sleeping in its path fell to the ground.  The patient suffered from mold, ranging from a broken leg to a tragic death on the spot. For a time, screams and cries were heard intensively, blood and flesh spattered, broken limbs flying everywhere along with debris and debris, and large pools of blood smeared from under the collapsed tent.  Seeping out, the undead people howled in pain in the ruins.

    Meng Ju rushed through this camp without stopping and rushed into the second camp.

    The sergeants here have heard the sound, and a corps commander has just gotten out of bed with a few of his men.  Before they could pick up their weapons, Meng Ju rushed through the crowd like a roaring giant beast. The captain didn't even have time to scream, and was pierced by the sharp fangs on the black panther's armor.  His stomach was emptied, and his intestines flowed out on the spot.  There was also a sergeant who couldn't dodge, and his thigh was kicked by Meng Ju's knife and was trampled to pieces. He was wailing and writhing on the ground. The sound was really creepy.

    In this way, Meng Ju rushed forward, knocking over one tent after another. He rushed forward without any scruples, and was invincible. No matter it was tents, houses, low walls or railings, nothing could withstand his rush.  No one could tell clearly how many frontier soldiers were dead at his feet in the chaos, and how many had their hands and legs broken by him.  He was like a rampaging wild bull in the forest. Wherever he went, trees collapsed and wild grass fell, leaving only a mess of ruins and howling ghosts and wolves behind him.

    The team of armored warriors on patrol had been chasing behind Meng Ju, but Meng Ju was too fast and had no scruples about whether he was a person or a tent. He just rushed past and destroyed everything.  But the armored warriors chasing behind him couldn't do this. No matter how brave they were, they couldn't imitate Meng Ju and rush forward on their own bodies. They had to worry about their feet while running. Their hands were tied and they would be killed in a few moves  Meng Ju was thrown out of sight.

    Fortunately, as Meng Ju rushed all the way, there were always banging sounds on the road ahead. The wailing and screaming wounded soldiers along the way were the best landmarks, so the pursuers would not lose them.?There is no trace of him.  It's just that this enemy is really frustrating. His speed is unbelievable. He can only see a faint shadow behind him. As he chases after him, the pursuers are all chilled: It depends on his movement and speed. Such a master.  , so what if I could catch up?  It¡¯s not like he died in vain!

    Feeling timid, everyone still shouted loudly: "Don't run!" But they slowed down in a subtle way.
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