If you see a plain in the mountains, if you step on a swamp on the mountain road, if you suddenly enter the spring season in the cold wind. Don't be surprised, I know it's not scientific, but this is the Ten Thousand Mountains.

Of course, one hundred thousand is only plural, and no one is idle enough to count it one by one. What's more, no one has ever known the scope of the hundred thousand mountains. To the southeast, it starts from cities such as Shanhai City. The north reaches the wilderness of the north. As for the west, there are rumors that it is a desert, but no one knows what is at the end.

Some people may ask that there are people who are willing to set foot in such poor mountains and rivers. The truth is, yes, and many!

Everything is relative, and the more dangerous the place is, the more countless treasures are hidden. The story of a lucky person picking up a treasure and getting rich overnight is often spread in Shiwandashan, which attracts groups of gold prospectors to come here to try their luck. In addition, the amount of mineral resources in the mountains here is staggering. There are all kinds of ore, such as gold, silver, copper, iron and so on.

Where there are interests, there will be disputes, which is an irrefutable truth since ancient times. The four northern lords have been fighting over the mine for many years. And depending on the posture, they will continue to fight.

Darren and they got the news of the main force of the gray army in the city and set out first in the afternoon. So after saying goodbye to Jack, Dawn quickly went out of the city gate and chased after the team. As for those who want to rob the city black. To help, he has no time to pay attention to it. When they saw the people watching at the gate, several of them flickered and got rid of them.

Naturally, the marching speed of the brigade was not much faster, and Dawn ran forward like a gust of wind in accordance with the signs left behind. The twilight was already dark, and there were no pedestrians on the road, otherwise there would have been rumors of ghosts or something.

After galloping for about an hour and a half, Dawn estimated that he was about to catch up with the army. Just then, his figure suddenly stopped.

Then he turned a few steps and gently jumped onto the sturdy tree by the side of the road. The tree has luxuriant branches and shows no sign of decline in winter.

Dawn fixed his eyes and saw that several branches had been folded together in an ingenious way to form a simple lid. However, probably due to the influence of the cold wind, several branches fell beside them, revealing the white marks carved inside.

Dawn's killer concept has gone deep into the bone marrow, and every time he passes through a terrain, his eyes will instantly aim at the most inconspicuous corners. He also saw some of this lid arrangement on the road, but he didn't care about it at that time, after all, it was too rare and ordinary.

But this time, after seeing a faint white under the lid, he couldn't help it. Once is a coincidence, twice is a coincidence, what about three or four times?

Don stretched out his hand, but paused in an instant. Then he felt aside along the lapped branch, and finally saw a sharpened wooden arrow two meters away, in the direction where Dawn had been.

Smack the lips, this is a simple trap, if someone randomly waved away those sheltered branches, then the wooden arrow will instantly penetrate the person's body.

Dawn pulled out the wooden arrows, then went back and gently brushed away the branches, and immediately saw a piece of bark lifted and a small white sword sign engraved on the tree trunk.

Touch those scratches, Dawn frowned, this is just engraved …. Does the gray army have this way of marking?

When the devices were restored, Dawn jumped off the trunk, then dived to the side of the road and moved forward.

Darren once told him that the gray army's method of leaving marks is usually to leave marks on stones. This kind of professional device is not produced by the army in gray. Is there anyone who has been following us all the time? It's possible. The scouts of this gray army team are Dawn, David and Mitchio. They are short of hands, and they are in a hurry to move forward, so they have been looking for the front, but they really don't care about the back. If someone is hanging far behind them, there is no way to know.

Over the next ten minutes or so Dawn saw two similar devices, both of which were also marked with small swords.

At last, at a bend in the bushes, Dawn saw a group of seven marching in various ways.

With light black leather armor and a short blade, Dawn soon thought of the Blanc waiting soldiers who had been killed in the jungle. But these people were obviously more fully equipped, and he even saw a man taking out a small lighting crystal looking at something like a map.

After careful observation, Dawn found that the cooperation of the seven scouts was very tacit, commanding, exploring the way, and keeping watch. Everyone has something to do all the time. In front of these people, the former jungle scouts were scum.

Professional. Because Dawn triggered the task of setting up the assassination department, the old housekeeper taught him some knowledge of teamwork assassination. After he opened his eyes wide, he could not help nodding secretly in comparison with the movements of these people in front of him.

Then Dawn narrowly narrowed and slowly dived forward. Like it, but it's impossible for him to leave these tails behind the team.

After each section of the road, these scouts stop to draw the route on the map and mark it on the tree. At this time, the scout in charge of the lookout crouched on the tree, looking down in all directions.

Rustle huh? Huo ran, the lookout scout, turned his head and fixed his eyes on a grass under the tree.

At this time, the wind pressure on the grass was low, revealing the dark yellow land below.

The scout breathed a sigh of relief and then turned his head: "come on, it's freezing on this tree."

"what's the rush? the bunker hasn't been built yet." The scout behind him did not look back and carved the shape of a small sword on the tree trunk with a dagger.

After begging for a boredom, the scout curled his mouth and murmured, "if I had known I wouldn't come this time, the task would be simple, but these gray army motherfuckers are too good at running."

This time, the engraved scout ignored him. Soon after came the sound of pulling branches, which sounded like the beginning of the bunker device.

Soon, call. Another cold wind blew.

The scout shivered and curled up: "your mother." It's not ready yet? Do you use your claws? "

"Don't worry."

Ugh! The guard was stunned and opened his mouth slightly.

A low voice blew over my ear, "now it's your turn!"

The cold air goes straight up from the caudal vertebrae, and the scouts subconsciously have to open their mouths as a warning.

But a big hand was covered, and then the neck got cold. There was a slight hissing sound in the wind.

The thin curtain of blood was obscured by a large leaf, and the violent wobble was limited to a narrow range.

The pupil of the scout was dilated and the eyes gradually darkened. No way? When did this man touch it? Dawn, of course, would not answer the dead man's question, dragging the body back and stacking it on the carved scout.

These scouts have a clear division of labor, and for a time the visual blind spot is really difficult to find. But Dawn is already adept at the skill of "thank you" and can't create it if you don't have a chance to create it. When the lookout turned to stare at the grass he had deliberately stirred, Dawn instantly touched the tree.

It's only natural to let a killer get close to him.

Which one is next? Below, three scouts are gathering to hold the illuminated crystal research map, one staring closely ahead, as if watching the movement of the gray army ahead, and one in charge of the perimeter guard.

Well, the one who's on guard. It's a wonderful feeling, like a game. A pile of sticks stacked on top of each other, Dawn sorted it out slowly, and then pulled out one of them without disturbing the others.

The vigilant scout was very alert, moving only around the road and never near the grass, apparently for fear of a sudden attack.

Suddenly, patter.

Several scouts looked up and saw a half-cut wooden arrow by the tree falling to the ground.

"er." A slight cry of surprise came from above, and then a dark figure rose from the tree. Although he was obscured by layers of branches, it could be seen vaguely that he had scratched his hair and looked a little embarrassed.

The scout with the illuminated crystal frowned, shook his head, and continued to study the map with the other two. The scout in front of him laughed and turned his head.

The scout in charge of the guard went over and laughed and scolded: "you boy on the snack ah, this little thing can not be done well, be careful of the captain scolding you!"

He leaned over to pick up the wooden arrow, got up, looked up, and saw a figure floating silently down from the tree and straight to the front of the body.

Yeah? Why don't you just throw it up by yourself? why come down by yourself? Without waiting for the scout to figure it out, a little cold light went straight to the center of the eyebrow.

Poof. There was a slight sound like a stick tapping into the tofu.

Spin, stir!

With such a heavy blow, he died instantly.

After three seconds of silence, Tang put the body of the scout behind the tree. Then he leaned over the surrounding grass and dived toward the scout in front of him.

It's time to fight for time now, and they'll find something wrong in 20 seconds at the most. If all goes well, then he will kill the scout ahead and reach the remaining three. They were gathered together, and Dawn had the confidence to kill them.

Just then, "Huh? What are you doing sitting there? "

Nima. have to say, sometimes it takes some luck to assassinate this thing. The falling wooden arrow drew the scout, and there was some luck in it. But it is clear that Dawn's luck has run out. The three men unexpectedly finished their research at this time, folded up the map and got up.

Bang, the grass is broken! Now that he was seen to be wrong, Dawn immediately rushed out of the latent shape and went straight to the scout.

Miss a hit, instantly run away thousands of miles, this is the demeanor of an assassin. But at present, these scouts are not strong enough for Dawn to make an early retreat.

"be careful!" A cry of surprise came out from behind.

The surveillance scout was also clever and did not turn around instantly, but chose to jump to one side.

It's interesting! As soon as Dawn failed, he gave a whisper of praise. The body suddenly turned out of 90 degrees in violation of inertia and came directly to the scout who rolled up from the ground.

Ding, Ding, bang. At the moment of the fight, the blood-flowing dagger pierced the body of the dagger, and then a touch of blade light reflected the startled face of the scout.

Psst!

Dawn turned again and rushed behind him.

When the three scouts saw that their companions were only breathing, they kept retreating, covering their throats, and could not help taking a cool breath.

The scout with the illuminated crystal seemed to be a small captain, and he was the first to react. As soon as he pressed his waist, he took out the black thing in his hand.

Whoosh! A blue light rose into the sky in an instant.

"scatter!" According to the simple answer, the three scouts jumped out in different directions.

These reactions are not unpleasant, but Dawn has been killed at high speed at this time.

The choice of three or three is always confusing, but it is very simple for Dawn. If I let you run away at such a close distance, I still don't fool around!

Open it quickly!

The shot out of the body instantly caught up with the scout on the right, and the man made the same choice as the last scout and jumped to the right.

However, before he completed this evasive action, the blood dagger went straight to the back of the heart.

Bang!

Before the man landed, Dawn kept killing to the left.

At this time, the scout had just run a dozen paces, and when he saw the tragic death of his companion, he knew that he could not avoid it.

"Captain, run!" With a loud roar, he turned and killed Dawn with a dagger.

"bravery is commendable!" The dull voice flashed like a ghost, the dagger crisscross, and the blood thread was shrouded in a network.

Ding, Ding, Ding. Poof, poof, poof. Under such a high-speed and intensive attack, the scout reluctantly resisted a few knives, and the whole body was like a broken blood bag, and the liquid was poured out!

The attack was made, but Dawn did not see the result. He kicked the ground, banged, turned straight, and chased him to the middle.

These two chases and attacks only happened in a few seconds. In such a short time, the scout captain naturally couldn't get far.

Through the trees by the side of the road, Dawn saw him running.

The haste skill time is ten seconds, so Dawn still rushes forward. The distance between the two is getting closer and closer. Wave!

Ding!

The captain of the scout stood up from the ground with a dagger in his hand and stared at Dawn.

Now that he had caught up, Dawn was in no hurry to attack: "do you know why I chased you at last?"

The scout captain was silent and carefully adjusted the direction of the dagger.

"identity? Purpose? Go ahead, while you're alive. "

It can be said that if Dawn hadn't been delayed in Shanhai City because of his secret book, he really wouldn't have found this team of stalkers. And it can be seen from the blue signal that this team is not the only one following. Now he wondered where the scouts fell on them, and what was the purpose?

At this time, the scout captain shook his wrist, stabbed the dagger quickly, and hit Dawn's vital point with a little bit of cold awn.

Ding, Ding, Ding. Bang!

Stormy attack, the dagger was blown away! Then the dagger fell and penetrated the scout captain's thigh.

"Uh!" He snorted and slumped to the ground.

"I still ask in the way I do best." As he spoke, Dawn's figure suddenly changed sharply.

Poof! A black blood arrow ejected from the scout captain's mouth, rubbed Dawn's body, and landed on the grass behind.

Ugh. Black smoke came out and the leaves of grass withered quickly!

Call. Dawn exhaled, looked at the dark-faced corpse and smacked his lips: "what a cruel man!"

The scout captain obviously crushed the poison after he caught up. Then he attacked without saying a word, just to get close to his body.

Dawn stirred up his clothes with branches and made a stack of paper and bits and pieces of small objects.

Unfold the paper, it was covered with messy lines, like a map, but Dawn could not understand it.

Without finding anything useful, Dawn had to return to the place where he had fought before. There, Darren was conducting the search. Apparently, they were also attracted by the blue signal.