A few meters away, the bandits who were patrolling back and forth did not notice at all.
Zhan Beihan hid in the shadow of the orchid tree. After observing for a while, he picked up a tiny dead branch from the ground.
Twenty bandits were scattered in front of and behind the house, with three people in a cross-patition, patrolling back and forth.
This is a very typical way for the army to patrol the camp.
Zhan Beihan has been a big shot in the military camp since he was a child. No one knows this rule better than him. He is so familiar that he can simulate the patrol route in his mind if he closes his eyes.
Although this patrol route is strict and tight and has no loopholes, it is not without defects.
For example, in constant crossing back and forth.
At a certain time point, most bandits will tend to the left side of the house, while the number of people on the right side will significantly decrease.
The man narrowed his eyes slightly, like the dormant jungle king, waiting patiently for the opportunity to hunt.
Time passes little by little.
The bandits changed their courses according to the rules.
One step, two steps, three steps...
Different footsteps intertwined, hidden in the howling mountain wind, and are still clearly visible.
That's now!
Zhan Beihan suddenly blinked his fingers, and the tiny dead branches were like sharp arrows, carrying the mountain wind and crashing hard into the brazier in front of the house.
All I heard was a loud "clang!"
The brazier suddenly fell to the ground, and the red charcoal spilled out, sparks splashed everywhere, and flew around to the bandits patrolling the brazier.
"ah!!"
The bandits screamed in pain and retreated repeatedly, and their hands instinctively slapped the sparks on their bodies.
"What's going on?!"
"Who is calling?"
Everyone around was alarmed, holding the hilt of the knife vigilantly, and rushed over.
Because the brazier was overturned too much, coupled with the screams, all the bandits were attracted.
Although they carry messages on them, these people will not use them easily until they really discover the enemy. Their first reaction is to rush over to check the situation.
This is an instinct and a subconscious reaction.
Zhan Beihan used this subconscious reaction.
He narrowed his eyes and watched the bandits rushed over one by one and were gathered in the same range.
The two pills were pinched on their fingertips, and gently threw them, and fell silently on the charcoal all over the ground.
"Bang!" "Bang!"
When the pill exploded when it encountered fire, two balls of white smoke instantly evaporated, covering all the bandits who rushed over.
His vision suddenly blurred and he could not see anything.
"What's it?!"
"There are enemies!"
The bandits were shocked, and instinctively pulled their swords out of their sheath, opened their eyes wide and looked around with caution.
They were not wary of thick smoke at all, thinking that this was just a way to affect their sight and facilitate sneak attacks.
When the thick smoke poured into the mouth and nose, the effect of the medicine spread rapidly in the body, many bandits softened all over and fell to the ground with a thump. The big knife in their hands could not hold it anymore and fell to the ground with a slam.
"No! Yes... it's the smoke!" Someone finally reacted and shouted, but it was too late.
Blinking time.
All twenty bandits fell to the ground, their hands and legs were weak, and they couldn't even get up.
Soft muscle santhemum, as the name suggests, softens the muscles of the body, and also includes the vocal cords of the throat, and does not even have the strength to yell.
"Quick, send a signal! Notify my second brother...there is an enemy attack!" A bandit struggled hard, and veins suddenly popped up on his forehead. Popular 『』