Guo Dajing smiled, stretched out his hand to show his thumb, nodded vigorously, and praised Zhou Qing's understanding.
"Okay!" Zhou Qing didn't want to talk nonsense. Guo Dajing's repeated success gave him great confidence and he agreed to this simple and crude plan.
Guo Dajing didn't care about their specific arrangements, turned around and went into the woods, heading towards Jianlu's small camp.
Although he succeeded once, Guo Dajing was not prepared to make the same copy.
Because he believes that success involves accidental factors, he cannot always pin his actions on luck, let alone think that Jianlu is too stupid.
This time, he would use his ambush and silent crossbow arrows to eliminate Jianlu one by one in the snowy woods.
The simpler the plan, the less likely it is that something unexpected will happen.
The sentry tower was getting closer and closer, and Guo Dajing, wearing a white cloth and sneaking in the snowy forest, became more and more careful.
Fifty meters, thirty meters! Guo Dajing's position formed a triangle with the camp and the sentry tower, so he stopped sneaking closer and aimed at the prisoners on the sentry tower.
Jianlu curled up his neck, held his hands, and walked up and down the sentry tower, raising his head from time to time to observe his surroundings. In this cold night, he was very dedicated and serious.
Unfortunately, a crossbow arrow shot with great force and penetrated his neck directly. He fell forward, his heavy body broke the simple wooden fence, and he fell straight down.
Guo Dajing quickly cocked the arrow and turned his eyes and attention to Jianlu's camp.
In the middle of the night, there was no movement in the Jianlu camp. It must be that the sentry neglected his duty and apparently did not notice the accident in the sentry tower.
Guo Dajing ignored Jianlu's body, which lay dead dozens of meters away, and instead moved toward Jianlu's camp.
At a distance of thirty to forty meters, Guo Dajing hid behind a tree and observed the Jianlu camp that was similar to the one on the opposite side.
At this time, a Jianlu came out of the tent. He should be the sentry responsible for guarding. He was off guard for a short time, so that he did not notice anything unusual in the sentry tower, let alone the cold corpse of his companion.
Jianlu walked to the entrance and exit of the camp, looked up at the sentry tower, and felt something was wrong. But before he could see clearly, a crossbow arrow silently cut through the air and shot deeply into his chest.
The cold quickly spread throughout his body. Jianlu looked down numbly, opened his mouth in vain, and then fell on his back.
There are still seven or eight, or maybe eight or nine, left. Guo Dajing's confidence is getting stronger and stronger, and he is more determined in his strategy of waiting for the rabbit and shooting one arrow at a time.
However, when Jianlu will come out is a question.
Guo Dajing was not prepared to wait until dawn.
In this position, crossbows can basically cover the entire camp, and the simple deer stronghold built by Jianlu has become a prison. It is not that easy to rush out and chase them directly.
Taking out his slingshot, Guo Dajing shot stones toward a tent, which he had collected to hunt birds and chickens in order not to waste precious steel balls. Luring the snake out was the simplest way.
The stones hit the tent and made a strange sound. Guo Dajing immediately raised his crossbow and waited for Jianlu to come out and die.
But after waiting for a long time, Jianlu in the tent was probably fast asleep, or maybe he didn't take it seriously and was not disturbed.
Come again! Guo Dajing was not discouraged and used his slingshot again, shooting stones continuously, and even another tent became a target.
There was movement! The tent curtain moved, and Jianlu, bald and without a hat, came out, looked around suspiciously, and muttered something dissatisfied.
Bang! The crossbow made a slight sound, and the crossbow arrow instantly passed a distance of tens of meters and shot into Jianlu's back.
Jianlu received a fatal blow, but was not killed immediately. He let out a scream, staggered a few steps, fell to the ground, twitched and twisted.
Guo Dajing quickly drew the arrow and drew the arrow. He knew that there was no need to disturb or lure him any more, as the other captives would soon run out.
Sure enough, the screams alerted the other prisoners in the tent. One prisoner rushed out of the tent first, holding a scimitar in his hand, looking around warily, and shouting loudly.
Guo Dajing quickly took aim and pulled the trigger steadily.
The crossbow arrow struck silently, hitting Jianlu right in the face. His shouting stopped suddenly, and he subconsciously tried to cover the severe pain on his face, but when he raised it in the air, his consciousness was blurred and he fell down.
Two more Jianlu rushed out, almost at the same time. Guo Dajing completed the action of cocking the arrow and aimed at one of the enemies.
Ah - amidst the prolonged screams, a Jianlu was hit by an arrow in the back. He was half-kneeling on the snow, reaching back in a vain attempt to touch something.
The other Jianlu quickly determined the direction of the attacker, turned around and was on guard, waving the weapon in his hand to protect the vital parts of his chest.
Another Jianlu rushed out of the tent, shouting, bows and arrows drawn, looking for the attackers.
Boom, boom, bang, bang! Chaotic sounds rang out from the woods in the distance, and there were people shouting loudly.
Zhou Qing and Zhao Qingshan took a few young men and began to contain them according to the arrangement. They did not dare to get close, and they did not know how much effect they could have.
Anything is better than nothing. Guo Dajing didn't have too high expectations, but he didn't move easily. The fire in the camp made the enemy visible and we were hidden, which was very beneficial to him.
Moreover, his concealment was very good, and it was not easy for Jianlu to discover his exact location.
Four more to go!
Guo Dajing pursed his lips slightly, with a cold murderous intent in his eyes. He aimed steadily and fired lightly.
Jianlu, who was holding his bow and arrow, suddenly leaned back, with only half of the arrow cluster exposed on his face. He fell down without even letting out a scream. He let go of his hand and the arrow shot out into the air.
"There, there!" Jianlu shouted, but he couldn't rush over immediately and could only judge the approximate location.
"The enemy's bows and arrows are very powerful, so stay hidden and hide first!" A Jianlu realized that the situation was not good and quickly reminded his companions that if they exposed their bodies like this, they might not be able to escape cold arrows.
Seeing the three Jianlu jumping left and right looking for cover, Guo Dajing also began to move slowly.
By this time, the initiative was completely in his hands. Don't be impatient, don't be impatient, and continue to keep the enemy in the open and we in the dark, and victory will definitely belong to him.
The three Jianlu were either hiding behind the tent, or the cat was under the deer village. There was no problem with the direction of defense.
Silence returned to the camp, with only distant, painless sounds coming one after another, which had no impact on the situation.
"Get out, coward." A Jianlu shouted loudly, really disgusted with this kind of battle where the enemy can't be seen.
Another Jianlu also shouted: "Come out and fight face to face."
Guo Dajing remained unmoved and continued to move slowly and covertly. There was no need to completely go behind the enemy, as long as there was a shooting angle.
Jianlu was still yelling and cursing, but the only answer they received was dead silence and the shrieking of the cold wind in the distance.