A martial arts like Miyan are definitely not visible in the army, but among the Rangers, it is not uncommon for Rangers who know this kind of Jianghu. These Rangers naturally have a lot of skills when dealing with people from all walks of life. Miyan and others are just pediatrics.

Among the Rangers, there is a saying that goes, the old way is a good way. Miyan, which has been passed down for many years, can still be preserved today and has strong vitality. This method will never go out of date.

The mysterious smoke used by Jia Lang is the most widely circulated agarwood in the world. This is a very domineering mysterious smoke. According to him, even if it is a human, even if it is a cow, he will dizzy even if he takes a sip.

A mouthful of smoke was spitting into the closed tent, and the tent turned into a gas chamber in Yan Liqiang's eyes. After only five breaths, the person who was sleeping heavily in the tent was like a dead pig, and his sword and axe were unconscious.

Zuo Yuquan entered the tent with a sword, and Mao Taishun also entered the tent with a knife...

In the end, only Jia Lang and Yan Liqiang were left outside. Jia Lang was blowing the smoke in the tents one by one, while Yan Liqiang was still on guard outside. In the darkness, you could clearly hear the slight muffled sound of chopping and broken bones from the surrounding tents. All the terrifying aura was shrouded in the tents.

Xu Meng was the first to walk out of the tent. When he lifted the curtain of the tent, a bloody smell came out of the tent. A few drops of blood were splashed on his face and hands. He was carrying a bulging sack in one hand, which opened from the shape of the sack. There were about four heads inside. Thick blood donations kept dripping from the bottom of the sack. He held a blood-stained knife in his other hand, and a layer of cold light flashed in his eyes...

Jia Lang waved to him, pointed to another tent that was blown into the smoke by him. Xu smiled grimly, and walked quickly with a big knife, then got in again...

Xu Meng had just crawled into the place, and Zhao Bing had already crawled out of his tent. Like Xu Meng, Zhao Bing was also carrying a bulging sack of blood seeping in his hand. Jia Lang waved, and Zhao Bing quickly went to the second tent...

The headhunter team has a clear division of labor, just like the mushroom-picking workers, constantly harvesting the tents quickly.

But the accident happened. Just when Jia Lang came outside the seventh tent, he just cut open the curtain of the tent with a dagger and was about to vomit smoke, a sudden loud shout suddenly appeared in the tent, "Bang Gulu..."

Banggulu What does this mean in Shatu’s words?

As soon as he spoke, a long and shiny knife stabbed directly from the open hood. The tip of the knife was pierced from the tent before the copper tube on Jia Lang's hand. Jia Lang suddenly raised his head and fell backwards. The tip of the knife penetrated his ears. Almost, it stabbed directly on his face and stabbed his head in the same way...

Not good, it was discovered!

It is estimated that the Shatu people in the tent were sleeping more alert, and Jia Lang was found as soon as he approached the tent there.

"Halonsa..." Amid the scream of Sha Tu's words "There is an enemy", a thud, a Sha Tu man in pajamas and bearded slashed open the tent with a knife and rushed out. Seeing Jia Lang still on the ground, he slashed over like Jia Lang. The sword light was as bright as a skill, and his movements were sharp, but he was not a mediocre person...

But the big man Shatu's knife did not slash Jia Lang, because as soon as Jia Lang was discovered, Yan Liqiang, who was alert outside, rushed over.

Yan Liqiang used his sword, and the sword light was like a line, slashing against the sword light of the Shatu man. With just one knife, the Shatu man's head flew up, and blood was donated from his neck, and he fell to the ground with a bang.

"Go away..." Yan Liqiang and Jia Lang whispered, and then rushed to the tent.

There were three Shatu people living in the tent. In addition to the Shatu man, there was a 20-year-old Shatu man, who was seventeen-eight years old. The two behind him reacted slightly slowly. However, when Yan Liqiang rushed in, they were still wearing pajamas and had already turned over and had already picked up weapons in their hands. One had a short dagger in his hand, and the other one could only hold a wooden stick that had been cut...

The man holding the dagger shouted and stabbed Yan Liqiang. The man holding the stick also raised the stick and smashed Yan Liqiang's head.

Compared to the big man outside just now, these two Shatu people are both ordinary people, so naturally they can't hurt Yan Liqiang and share the fortune.

The sword flashed, and the two people's heads flew up at the same time...

Yan Liqiang turned around and rushed out of the tent. Jia Lang had already rushed towards the place where everyone left behind the horses. In his hand, he was still holding the head of the Shatu man who had just been cut off by Yan Liqiang.

Zuo Yuquan, Mao Taishun, Xu Meng and Zhao Bing heard the movement outside and knew that Shatu people had quickly rushed out of the tent. Without asking anything, he turned around and ran away. At this time, you must not be entangled by Shatu people...

"Go away..." Yan Liqiang yelled at the four people, but he took the knife and rushed towards a tent.

“Halonsa…”

“Halonsa…”

The tents around were restless, and Shatu people kept shouting and rushing out of the tent...

The Shatu man in a tent next to him rushed out with a scimitar, Yan Liqiang had already stabbed him with one knife, and directly pierced the Shatu man's chest, then kicked him out, kicking the Shatu man backwards into the tent, and knocking the man behind him out. A few muffled groans from the tent came from the tent.

"Swish..." An arrow flew over Zuo Yuquan's head, which shocked Zuo Yuquan, who was evacuating quickly. When he turned his head, he saw a Shatu man holding a bow rushed out of a tent more than fifty meters away from him. It was the Shatu man who shot an arrow at him in a hurry, but fortunately he didn't shoot. Just now, when the Shatu man wanted to pull the bow for the second time, Zuo Yuquan's heart was slightly cold, an arrow flew over and directly passed through the Shatu man's neck and shot the man to the ground. Around the tent, there were Shatu man who rushed out with a bow, but before they could see the surrounding situation, shudder, after three arrows, all three Shatu man holding the bow fell to the ground, all of which were killed by one arrow...

When Zuo Yuquan saw that it was Yan Liqiang's arrow shot. At this moment, Yan Liqiang had already put away his knife, untied the bow on his back, and was cutting them off, shooting several archers among the Shatu people down.

In just a blink of an eye, the movement of the Shatu people camp became even louder. There were lighted fires everywhere, and the entire camp was clamoring. The patrol teams of the Shatu people were running towards this side quickly.

"Go quickly..." Zuo Yuquan, carrying a sack, shouted, and ran towards the place where the horse was. At this time, everyone really took out their strength. In the ears of everyone who was running, only the sound of Yan Liqiang's bowstring and the screams of Sha Tu people could be heard. Yan Liqiang not only cut off their backs, but also seemed to have made some noise on purpose, and ran away from the other side of the Sha Tu people who rushed out of the tent, and was staggered at an angle with Zuo Yuquan and the others...

In the darkness, the visibility was not high. After Zuo Yuquan and his friends rushed out of the camp a hundred meters away, there were not many people who could see them clearly. The Shatu people who had just rushed out of the tent faced a darkness and chaos, and instinctively chased Yan Liqiang towards the direction where Yan Liqiang was.

The patrol team of Shatu people also chased after him, but just after chasing him out of the camp, the lantern in the patrol team was shot and destroyed by Yan Li.

When Zuo Yuquan and his friends ran to the place where the Rhino Dragon Horse was parked, there was no pursuer behind them. All the Shatu people who were chasing them were in another direction, at least four or five hundred meters away from them. Those people were the pursuers led by Yan Liqiang.

At this time, in the Shatu people's camp, many Shatu cavalry were chasing out with torches and riding rhino dragon horses.

Everyone pulled up the forks on the ground, hung the sacks containing their heads on the saddle, and quickly got on the horse.

"Brother Wang hasn't come yet..." Mao Taishun, who had gotten on the rhino dragon horse, shouted.

"I'm here..." The grass beside him shook, and Yan Liqiang had already rushed out and jumped to the horse covered with snow at the fastest speed.
Chapter completed!