ps: I really didn't deliberately break the context. I just wrote it for a long time and some things became passive instincts. I'll know if I asked other authors.

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"rustle--"

Under the dark night, a group of soldiers from Nanyang came from a distance and saw the soldiers holding torches in the team searching left and right from time to time.

Suddenly, a soldier yawned and asked, "How long does it take to rotate in the team?"

The old man walking in front of the team holding a torch was the team leader. He smiled and said, "I guess there is still a moment left. Why can't I hold on?"

The soldiers asked complained: "I hurried here yesterday, and then set up a military tent. I didn't sleep much at night, but I was awakened by the damn black tiger thieves..."

When talking about the Black Tiger Thieves, the remaining soldiers in the team also felt energetic. One of them immediately said, "Where do you think these bandits have the courage to attack our army? They really got the courage to attack our army!"

"Isn't that true?"

The other soldiers agreed, and one of them sneered: "I don't even look at my own weight... I thought we could catch ourselves off guard before we had time to build a camp gate?"

The soldiers laughed after hearing this. With the light of the torch, it is not difficult to see their pride for being a soldier in Nanyang and their contempt for the Black Tiger Thieves.

However, just in the direction of their advance, just under the night when the torch was still not yet able to be taken care of, there were indeed unknown numbers of black shadows squatting on the ground, looking at the light floating in the distance with a cold expression.

The leader is Chen Mo.

He stared at the patrol guards in the distance for half a box, then looked up at the sky again.

When he saw the waning moon in the sky was about to get rid of the dark clouds, he frowned slightly.

Gradually, the waning moon got rid of the dark clouds. The team leader who was walking in front of the team vaguely saw something flashing in front of him.

He subconsciously raised the torch in his hand, and at this moment, a spear flew over the air and penetrated his body with lightning speed.

"Varied……"

The team lowered his head in surprise and looked at the spear that pierced his body in disbelief. Only then did he feel the severe pain.

"Team--"

Several patrol soldiers who noticed the abnormality exclaimed in surprise, but before they could finish calling, a black shadow flashed out under the night. The black shadow regained the spear that crossed the team's body and swung it hard.

But after hearing a few muffled groans, three soldiers caught off guard were thrown by the spear and immediately fell to kneel down in pain, making it difficult to speak.

This scene shocked the other three soldiers from the side. One of them was about to shout, but unexpectedly, with a "swoosh", a machete hit the door.

The remaining two soldiers were stunned for a moment, and a figure flashed out in the night light.

"enemy--"

Swish, when the soldier tried to make a loud warning, the black shadow that was heading towards him flashed past the spear he stabbed out, cutting half of his spine with one knife.

"Enemy—attack..."

The last soldier also shouted loudly, but as soon as the second word was shouted, he saw the black shadow slashing again and again, slashing in his face.

On the other side, the three soldiers who were thrown by the spear had just gotten up, and two of them were chopped to the ground by another black shadow with a dragon-like body movement and rapidity.

Finally, the soldier was so scared that his face turned like a dirt, and he rolled and crawled around and fled, but with a puff, a spear pierced his neck and pierced his throat.

"Ba, bha..."

The torches that fell to the ground were clattering in flames.

Under the dim firelight, a group of black tiger thieves slowly walked out of the night, looking at the three commanders in front of them with fear, and swallowing secretly.

In just a few blinks, the seven patrol soldiers were killed?

Under the gaze of a group of black tiger thieves, Chen Mo stepped forward with expressionless face and pulled out his spear. Wang Qing licked his lips and shook the blood from the swords. Chu Yan was finishing the fallen soldiers one by one, cutting off his throat.

These three people killed seven Nanyang soldiers in the blink of an eye.

Just a blink of an eye!

However, even though Chen Mo, Wang Qing and Chu Yan were already very quick in their movements, they still made some noises, alarming the rest of the patrol teams nearby.

Then, a cry came from a distance: "Hey—"

Ignoring the soldiers in the distance, Chen Mo said in a deep voice: "No need to pay attention, go ahead!"

With a command, an unknown number of Black Tiger thieves followed their three commanders and quickly walked towards the Nanyang Military Camp.

At this time, the Nanyang Army patrol in the distance was still asking loudly: "Hey, what's the matter here just now?"

Chen Mo and others ignored the black tigers.

After a few unsuccessful inquiries, the Nanyang Army patrol in the distance realized that something was wrong and shouted loudly: "Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

But unfortunately, this warning is still too late.

Well? The enemy attacks?

At this time, on the west side of the Nanyang Army Base, outside a military tent, two soldiers on duty heard the call and subconsciously turned their heads to take a look.

Immediately, they saw the Black Tiger Thieves who were repelled by them last night, coming quickly under the cover of the night with a ferocious expression.

"Enemy, enemy attack!"

Subconsciously, two loyal soldiers on duty shouted out their last warning in their lives, and were then chopped over to the ground by the group of black tiger thieves.

After wiping a handful of blood splashed on his face, Wang Qing pointed at the nearby military tent with a ferocious expression, and fierce light flashed through his tiger eyes.

"Kill!"

As if the wolf king had issued an order, the black tiger thieves immediately dispersed. They saw them breaking into the tent with sharp blades in their hands. After a few screams, they quickly walked out with blood and rushed into another tent again.

Poor Nanyang soldiers who were sleeping, some of them were even killed by the black tiger thief who suddenly broke in.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

The Nanyang soldiers on duty near the camp were alarmed and rushed here one after another.

Seeing this, Chen Mohu's eyes opened suddenly and shouted in a deep voice: "Liu Tu, follow me!"

"Yes, boss!" Liu Tu immediately followed Chen Mo with a group of black tiger thieves and followed him into the group of Nanyang soldiers who were heading straight for him.

At this time, Chen Mo finally showed his due force. He held a spear, chopped, swept, or swung the Nanyang soldiers facing him retreated one after another. Before he could stabilize his body, he was rushed up by Liu Tu and others and chopped over to the ground.

"Little thief, don't be crazy!"

A self-conceited Bo Chang shouted and headed straight for Chen Mo with a spear in his hand, but Chen Mo grabbed the spear with one hand and pulled it out again.

The eldest son lost his center of gravity and fell forward. His chest hit Chen Mo's spear in his other hand. With a sound of thump, he was stabbed into a pair of pierced.

"You..." The uncle looked at Chen Mo in front of him in disbelief.

His uncle could not resist the bandit in front of him?

"Bang!"

"Brother!"

The sound of the body falling to the ground woke up the stunned Nanyang soldiers nearby. They finally reacted, shouting "Avenge Bo Chang" and rushed up to siege Chen Mo.

However, facing the siege of at least seven or eight soldiers, Chen Mo was not panicked at all. He calmly advanced and retreated, swung his spear and tried hard to lift it. The seven or eight soldiers could not control the spear in their hands and were raised high by Chen Mo.

Taking advantage of this time, Chen Mo pierced a soldier's chest and abdomen with his spear, and then quickly pulled the spear. The tip of the spear seemed to be a dragonfly, and pierced two Nanyang soldiers who tried to attack him in two blows.

"Bang--"

Three corpses fell down almost at the same time.

“…”

Seeing this scene, the Nanyang soldiers all showed an incredible look of horror on their faces.

The Black Tiger Thieves...are they not a group of bandits? Why are there such a brave warrior?

These people were stunned, but Liu Tu and others were not idle. He shouted: "Don't embarrass the boss!"

“Ohhh!”

The morale of dozens of Black Tiger thieves was greatly boosted, and they suppressed the Nanyang soldiers who were trying to repel them for a moment.

It has to be said that compared with the strength and weapons and equipment of both sides, on average, the Black Tiger Thieves are inferior to the Nanyang Army's soldiers, but they cannot resist the fact that Chen Mo specifically sniped the Nanyang Army's soldiers, such as the Soldier Chief, Shi Chief, Bo Chang and other soldiers. As soon as they appear, they will be shot dead by Chen Mo. There is a group of ordinary soldiers who seem to be scattered sand. Not to mention repelling the invading Black Tiger Thieves, they are even very struggling to resist.

Compared to Chen Mo's orderly sniping the soldiers of the Nanyang Army, so that the black tiger thieves under his command could maximize their strength. Wang Qing didn't care about that much, and licked his lips with his hands and led people to the enemy group. Whether it was soldiers or soldiers, as long as he was hit, they would all be chopped to the ground.

A reckless fighting style like him will inevitably be injured.

Just after just a tearing sound, Wang Qing's leather armor was cut by a military soldier with a spear, and blood flowed out along the broken leather armor.

"Hey!" With a strange laugh, Wang Qing cut off half of the sneak attacker's head with a quick knife.

However, at this moment, a cold arrow suddenly shot towards Wang Qing.

Wang Qing subconsciously dodged and barely avoided the cold arrow, but a hole was cut on his cheek.

As if he felt the burning pain on his cheeks, Wang Qing was suddenly stunned for a moment, reached out and touched his face. When he saw the blood on his hands, a strong anger surged on his face.

"Who fucked me to shoot a cold arrow?!"

Wang Qing, who is the top three black tiger thieves, had a series of vulgar curses in his mouth, angrily scolding the guy who was shooting a cold arrow in secret.

However, responding to him was a dozen Nanyang crossbowmen running from afar. Even Wang Qing subconsciously swallowed the scolding back.
To be continued...