Wu Yonglin was hiding in the cave at this moment. For the fierce Dali people who had already known the truth, who were rushing up from all directions, he was constantly shortening the leads of the bamboo tubes in his hand, so that when throwing them out, he could explode just in case the Dali soldiers bounced back the bamboo tubes with shields. He was now in a pile of gunpowder. If this situation really happened, he would turn into dust and disappear in this space and time.

Du Qingyuan is very conflicted now, and it is not his usual style to take action behind his back. If Wu Yonglin is torn into pieces by these people and eaten into his stomach, he will never have the opportunity to challenge Zhou Tong's direct disciples. He is waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity worth taking action by himself.

At this time, Tsomuli took advantage of the chaos to sneak into the central army. When a bed crossbow was moved out of the carriage, he found that something seemed wrong. He quietly mingled into the team of the bed crossbow. The crossbowman wanted to scold Tsomuli who had joined in at some time. Looking at the panic-fighting auxiliary shooter of others, Tsomuli seemed to have become his best choice.

The Dali soldiers who rushed up the high slope did not expect that when the gunpowder bullets that were thrown out were blown open by those things, their internal organs were left all over the ground. The people around them endured the burnt smell of flesh and blood and finally approached. The second bamboo tube arrived at the same time, and the Dali people who had just rushed up followed the footsteps of the people in front.

It was not until the sunken place was not moving that the Dali soldiers around him showed their heads again, and the brave even shot a rain of arrows to the place where the madman was. After a while, the other party did not throw out the explosives that made them frightened, they bravely rushed to the cave that had just been covered by the rain of arrows.

As a result of being able to capture this earth cave, several Dali soldiers even cried bitterly. They had just sacrificed more than 20 Dali warriors to climb to this earth cave that was only ten steps away.

Just as more than ten people were resting around the cave, the soil under the cave started to move strangely. When a gangster dug out the bamboo tube that had been stabbed from somewhere, a sharp-eyed rolled down the slope. After a "boom", the other Dali people who had no time to escape were blown away.

Wu Yonglin had already connected these holes with thicker bamboo tubes. The hollow thick bamboo tube was paired with a thinner bamboo casing, which could easily send gunpowder bullets from the bamboo tube to the holes that the other party had just occupied, making these Dali people almost unable to defend themselves. For him, who had been repeatedly baptized by movies such as "Tunnel Warfare" and "Mine Warfare" when he was a child, all this was simply easy to do.

Du Qingyuan, who was watching all this at a high place, actually smiled strangely. His concern just now seemed a bit unnecessary. This guy had so many tricks. These Dali soldiers would want to take this high slope for a while. It is almost impossible. The cunning rabbit has three holes. Looking at the bumpy earth slope, how many rabbits can do such a feat? If he knew it was dug up by Wu Yonglin and Luo Pingyang overnight, what would he think?

In fact, Wu Yonglin only dug three decent earth holes at his own point. The above holes were even covered with wooden boards, and a layer of soil was pressed above the wooden boards. Around these three real earth holes, he just dug many deep and shallow earth holes to confuse the other party. As the saying goes, if it is empty, it is real, and if it is real, it is empty. The people of Dali want to find Wu Yonglin from this land, unless they turn it over, but once they really do that, Wu Yonglin would have escaped long ago.

Gao Wenfeng kept sending troops to attack Wu Yonglin. For Luo Pingyang on the other side, he had just sent a few people to another one but didn't come back. Gao Wenfeng didn't dare to send people up any more. This guy on this side looked like a ghost. Until now, he didn't seem to know that he was hiding in that ghost place. This invisible method of killing people would make his subordinates' morale deteriorate.

The crossbowman thought of a way to knock the mountain and shake the tiger. He used the "cannon" - a bed crossbow, and shot a few arrows at the guy's hiding. He didn't believe that that guy could still sit still. If he hit Dalu, he would kill the guy who was hiding in the dark, it would save a lot of trouble.

A small hammer hit the trigger of the bed crossbow with a "bang". After a "swoosh", the whistling long arrow shot towards the piece that Luo Pingyang had once appeared with a mighty force. When the giant arrow shot at that piece, it brought a large piece of earth and rock. However, one arrow seemed not enough to force the other party out. The crossbowman began to prepare the second arrow and the third arrow.

Luo Pingyang also dug three big holes at different locations like Wu Yonglin on his side, following Wu Yonglin's motto of shooting an arrow and changing another place. When the arrow just now hit him less than one foot away from him, he was still shocked.

Tso Muli, who was mixed in the crossbowman in the bed, was still shocked by the power of the thing in front of him. Gao Wenfeng was watching the battle not far from the crossbow. If he had made trouble on this at this time, he would undoubtedly be seeking death. Looking at the Dali people who were gritting their teeth with hatred and their eyes were filled with abnormal red light, if they found that Tso Muli was the other party's fine work, they felt that they would bite him to no end.

Tso Muli was paying attention to the movement of the crossbowman at this moment. The method of using this thing was not difficult, but the positioning seemed a bit difficult. The crossbowman could hit wherever he could point, which made him stand out among the people. Even Gao Wenfeng seemed to value this person very much. He just sent one of his generals to send a pot of good wine to the crossbowman. I heard that this person could shoot more accurately after drinking. Tso Muli would not believe this. The crossbowman did nothing throughout the whole process. He only moved the little hammer in his hand. When he looked at the pot of good wine greedily, Tso Muli couldn't help but laugh for a while. This person was probably asking the coach for wine to drink.

How could Cuomli let go of the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity? When Cuomli, who was quick-eyed and quick-handed, delivered the good wine given by Gao Wenfeng to the crossbowman in a charming way, he had already put a pack of sweat pills in it, ensuring that the kid would never wake up after drinking it.

When Tsomuli stood majestic in front of everyone with a little hammer in his hand, the crossbowman who was sleeping like a dead pig could even point a finger at Tsomuli, the others had no doubts anymore.

Chomli covered the crossbowman with a blanket and asked several subordinates to drag him into the carriage that originally contained the bed crossbow, and he fiddled with the bed crossbow in front of him as if he was decent.
Chapter completed!