Wu Yonglin pressed Luo Pingyang who was about to get up and signaled him not to act rashly. Wu Yonglin felt that there were a few masters among the group of people who were slowly approaching these Dali scouts. Listening to their footsteps, they would definitely not be Mao Zixing, Zhang Hu and others who were returning. These people were like patient hunters hiding in the dark, as if they were not in a hurry to take action, or they had never thought about taking action at all. This made Wu Yonglin more and more shocked the more he thought about it. Could it be that these people were the second batch of secret whistles arranged by those Dali people?

Just when the two people hiding in the sunken were frustrated and didn't know what to do, three "swooshing" sounds of crossbows breaking through the air, and then a strong smell of blood came to the face. Later, the group of people who arrived finally took action.

The Dali scouts who seemed to be still asleep heard the sound of broken throats without resisting much. Wu Yonglin hid in the dark and did not hear much fighting. These people took action neatly and did not give the other party any chance to resist.

The reason why these people didn't take action just now was that they were waiting for the best opportunity to take action. When these people were most tired, they were able to get the best. As long as they think of these people's patience in one battle, Wu Yonglin sighed and was sweating all over.

"Didn't you leave a living?" Wu Yonglin was even more frightened when he heard this familiar voice. These people were Princess Rouge and her group who were chasing him. The people just now were mostly Black Linwei who protected King Yundan that day.

"Don't worry, princess, no one is left behind." Yu Feng replied confidently. Killing people has almost become the instinctive reaction of Black Linwei. If there is a fish that misses the net, they are not worthy of living to this day.

"It's not far from Taohua Town, so call me a lady in the future."

"Subordinates obey the order."

Wu Yonglin knew that he could not show up at this moment. He seemed to be able to guess seven or eight points about Princess Rouge's appearance here. Princess Rouge's tone was no longer as lively and cute as before, but cold, and she thought about things a lot, giving people a sense of maturity and stability.

Wu Yonglin, who was lying in the sunken area, felt a familiar smell coming from his nose at this moment. His mind was shaken. Perhaps because of his extreme mental tension, he was half-dream and half-awake. He seemed to see Jiuer in his dream. When he woke up, the familiar smell disappeared, which made Wu Yonglin even more feel that everything he had imagined.

At this time, Jiuer was only a few feet away from him, and she still didn't say anything. After these days of climbing and wading in the water, as an ordinary person, she might not be able to bear this high-intensity speed. As long as these people say that they will stop and rest, she will fall asleep so as to supplement her physical strength for the next journey.

Perhaps because she was about to see Wu Yonglin, she became lighter. The man she decided to keep had become her only pleasure in living.

Yu Feng and the other two took turns to watch. In order to retain enough physical strength to deal with the next group of Dali elite soldiers, Wu Yonglin and Luo Pingyang were squeezed in the cramped and narrow space until Princess Rouge and her group left, and he and Luo Pingyang were both half-dream and half-awake.

When a drop of dew condensed from the crack in the door fell into Wu Yonglin's mouth in the morning, he woke up from the beautiful dream just now. In the dream, he saw that Jiuer was still alive and was alive well, and Wu Yonglin's inner knot was untied, so that he would have more confidence in dealing with everything that was full of dangers next.

After confirming that Princess Rouge and his group had left, Wu Yonglin and Luo Pingyang crawled out of the sunken area. Compared to Luo Pingyang's soreness and listlessness, Wu Yonglin seemed to be full of energy and calm and confident.

Luo Pingyang looked at the more than ten hard bodies lying on the ground, equipment, food and drinking water that were almost collected, and asked, "Brother Wu, what should we do next?"

Wu Yonglin squatted down and carefully examined the real cause of the death of these Dali scouts. The people brought by Princess Rouge took ruthless action. Almost all of these Dali scouts were wiped off their necks. The blood flowed out of those people was black and stinking. The blood stains that were almost dry were covered with dead flies with moths and fire. It was obvious that the people's weapons were harshly poisoned. Even if some of them were not wiped off their necks, they probably couldn't escape. Wu Yonglin stood on the slope and looked around. On the platform in the middle of the Taohuagou, there was indeed a corpse dressed as the Dali scouts. The man was caught in an arrow on the waist. He thought he could go back and attract reinforcements, but he didn't expect that the other party had poisoned the arrows. He didn't go much farther and died.

The two were glad that they didn't take action last night, otherwise their fate would probably be no different from that of these people.

Wu Yonglin and Luo Pingyang took off their clothes from the two Dali scouts, hid the two naked bodies in the forest, rolled the remaining bodies down the slope, and artificially created a second assassination scene.

The rest of the time was extremely precious to the two of them. They not only had to put the leads, but also had to dig the trenches of people. Until they were so tired that they were out of breath, they dug some holes that could barely hide from the sides and fronts. Then they stopped to rest, but half of the time had passed.

At this moment, a man wearing Dali soldiers ran up at the bottom of the Taohua Grotto. Because this person came too fast, Wu Yonglin had no time to fight back. He had to jump into the pit with Luo Pingyang and wait for the situation to develop. This forced Wu Yonglin to give up his previous plan, which made him very upset. He had too few people here, and there were not enough people to dig pits, and no one was left to watch. If the Dali people were moving quickly like this person and touched quietly, the ambush had actually lost half of the ambush.

When the man ran to the intermediate platform, he stopped first to see if there were any survivors among those people. At this time, Luo Pingyang was almost twenty feet away from the man, which had exceeded his maximum range of shooting. Wu Yonglin, who was hiding in the pit, knew that Luo Pingyang had no choice but to do anything, and signaled him not to act rashly.

When Wu Yonglin thought that this Dali man would emit a signal flare or turn around and leave to report what happened here, the man pulled out a short knife on his body, blocked his body with a round shield, and instead of retreating, he leaned up the slope carefully, constantly speaking the Bai dialect that Wu Yonglin and Luo Pingyang did not understand at all: "How about Nigo Lengum? (Is anyone?)"

Luo Pingyang cursed inwardly, and the other party's caution made his blowing arrows become indestructible at this moment.

Wu Yonglin held the iron knife behind him in his hand. When the man was only more than ten feet away from him, Wu Yonglin jumped out of the pit, and said the so-called Bai language that he didn't even understand, and rushed towards the person who was approaching with enthusiasm.
Chapter completed!