Doubts filled everyone's mind, and everyone had a big question mark on their head.
Ghost Village is quiet.
It's said to be a military camp, but it doesn't look like a military camp.
Unlike a military camp, the weapons are well-organized.
The Feng Taoist volunteered: "Old Taoist, I will carry this scouting horse and do some investigating first. You guys will stay here."
Chu Qing asked: "It's brightly lit, how do you check?"
"Burn this village with fire, kill everyone, both humans and animals!"
"Brother." Chu Qing was finally convinced: "Do you have any fundamental understanding of the word "tanma"? Do you understand "tanma"? It's called "tanma" if you sneak around without being discovered."
The Feng Taoist thought for about two or three seconds and asked: "Then if the old Taoist kills everyone, won't no one find me?"
Chu Qing: "..."
The eldest uncle asked seriously: "Are you a Taoist?"
There are many major unsolved cases in Dali Temple, and there are no traces left. My uncle already has reason to suspect that some of the cases should be related to Zhao Baodan.
Based on Feng Taoist's logic, only Wuluo can defeat him. Chu Qing was speechless.
Exploring horses naturally involves concealing their presence to detect the enemy's situation.
But if this Tanma has destructive power comparable to the Hulk, then there seems to be no need to hide his whereabouts.
"Observe again and don't act rashly."
Chu Qing still didn't dare to let the Feng Dao people go there and kill them all. Who knew what was going on in that village and how many people were needed.
Although it was not an enemy country, it was a land without an owner, and there were even enemy troops. Chu Qing had already passed the age where nothing but recklessness would lead to death.
In fact, he wanted to be reckless. Four warships were close to the shore, and the projectors and gunpowder crossbows were launched together.
The strength allows it, but the reality does not allow it. This fishing village or settlement is too long. Unless the warship is amphibious and can go ashore, otherwise it will not be able to cover the fire at all, and it will set off fires and cannons.
Even if you don't kill a few people, you'll still be able to alert others.
"A little closer..."
Before Chu Qing finished speaking, Taoist Feng's expression changed drastically. He sniffed his nose suddenly, then suddenly drew out his sword and turned around: "There is an enemy!"
Everyone turned around, and twenty divine arm crossbows were pointed at the rear. Everyone's nerves were tense.
After looking at it for a long time, I didn't even see a single hair.
Feng Daoist's pupils were as narrow as needlepoints, and he did not dare to slack off at all.
Chu Qing asked quietly: "Where is it?"
"Sniff!"
"You put on a show, let me ask you, how can you have an enemy?"
Chu Qing just thought that Feng Taoist had made a mistake, when suddenly a cry came from the darkness.
"Kenikiwa."
After the sudden sound came, everyone quickly aimed their divine arm crossbows at the place where the sound came from.
Chu Qing looked shocked: "It's the song of birds, a Japanese thief!"
The two Feng Taoists moved their ears, closed their eyes slightly, and reminded: "There are footsteps, very light, they... they are surrounding us."
Chu Qing's heart was in his throat.
He couldn't see or hear anything, but it was definitely not an illusion just now. The surroundings were pitch black and there was a dense forest next to it. Since the Feng Dao people said so, there must be enemies and thieves, and they were surrounding everyone.
"Retreat, retreat to the seaside!"
Chu Qing made a quick decision: "When the fight breaks out, shoot a gunpowder crossbow into the sky as a warning, and the Mohist Revenge will come over to provide support."
Everyone quickly formed a battle formation and kept retreating towards the beach.
In the darkness, a bird's voice came again: "Kunichiwa, Aohayou".
Chu Qing frowned, feeling that something was not right.
In the last life, he was more studious and would use some spare time to learn some Ying dialect. He understood "Kuniqiwa". The teaching teachers would say this when they met the camera teacher for the first time. It was because of your kindness.
"It means morning, morning, hello, this is a sick sentence, even if it is to say hello, it is just "empty".
Chu Qing only knows these few words, but the third brother is extremely proficient: "Master, something is wrong."
Everyone felt something was wrong.
Under normal circumstances, if you suddenly see a group of people and sneaky dogs searching the beach, and you ask what should you do, you can either do it directly or do it to your death.
Everyone retreated and retreated, returning to the beach, with their feet in the cold water, ready to stand ready.
Dark clouds covered the moon, and it was impossible to see anyone around. Wang Tianyu asked nervously: "How many people are there?"
The Feng Taoist's eyes were almost bleeding, but he still couldn't see anything.
The reason why he was able to give an early warning just now was because he smelled a smell downwind, a strong smell of sweat. Secondly, he heard footsteps and judged from the footsteps that the opponent was spreading out to surround himself.
"Don't act rashly, the Japanese thieves seem to be able to see in the night." Feng Daoren frowned like the Chinese character "Chuan": "Delay for a moment, and then take action when there is light!"
Feng Taoist is very strange. With his eyesight, he can see at least a hundred steps away through the moonlight. But after the moon is obscured by dark clouds, he can only see ten steps at most. But from the sound of footsteps, there are many people on the other side.
, and these people seem to be able to see things at night, and in the process of continuous movement, they are complex but not chaotic.
"Procrastination, right?" Chu Qing cleared his throat and shouted: "Oppa...no, Duoqilamasa."
The other party didn't seem to have formed an encirclement. They were also delaying. Another voice came: "Hit me in the waist to death."
Chu Qing was confused.
He knew what this sentence meant, "I like you." The problem was that in the middle of the night, with an unknown identity, he suddenly said "I like you." What did it mean, and why did the bird's language smell like oysters?
Looking at Fu San, Chu Qing looked puzzled: "Does it mean that I like you?"
"Yes, it's just that the younger one learned the Ying dialect from Fatty Tao, and he learned it from Di Qinhu's concubines. Are there many dialects in Yingdao as well?"
Feng Daoist pointed to the west: "There is someone there, be on guard. The dark clouds are about to disperse. Please delay for a while."
Chu Qing could only bite the bullet: "Occasionally Kalesama?"
In the Dark: "Kenikiva."
Chu Qing: "How is Lamasa?"
In the Dark: "Kenikiva."
The more Chu Qing listened, the more he felt something was wrong: "I'm your uncle?"
In the Dark: "Kenikiva."
"No." Chu Qing was completely confused: "Why do you keep saying this over and over again?"
No one could explain it, and they were all nervous. The enemy was surrounding us, but we couldn't see or hear it, let alone how many people there were on the other side.
The dark clouds finally dispersed. The enemy was actually thirty steps away. The distance of thirty steps was not far. But except Zhao Baodan, no one noticed anything unusual. At least, they didn't notice that the opponent was thirty steps closer.
distance, and there were at least a hundred people.
Chu Qing's mouth widened: "Is this... a cannibal?"
