The night, like a huge inky curtain, slowly enveloped Wohugang.
The workshop on the hill is still brightly lit.
The soldiers on guard patrolled vigilantly.
But most of their attention was diverted to the war in the direction of Xiazhou, and they were completely unaware that a sneak attack against them was quietly approaching.
It was midnight, the moon was dark and the wind was strong.
There are dark shadows under the cliff of the back mountain.
Cuckoo! Cuckoo!
A skinny man with a hideous scar on his face covered his mouth and imitated the sound of a bird!
After a while, a figure flashed out from the darkness. It was Wang Pan's gold medal spy, Hu San.
Hu San was overjoyed when he saw countless black shadows wearing black clothes and masks and holding sharp blades.
After he exchanged a few words with Scarface, he led the way.
The men in black followed Hu San like poisonous snakes emerging from their holes. Using grappling hooks and their agility, they silently climbed up the cliff and quickly disappeared into the shadows on the post.
Killing and looting suddenly broke out in the silent night!
“Who is it?”
Before the soldier on a secret sentry post in the back mountain could even scream, he was shot into a hedgehog by several poisoned crossbow arrows.
It was not until Hu San and his companions approached the workshop on Wohugang that they were discovered by the guards.
"Enemy attack! There is an enemy attack!" The shrill whistle finally pierced the night sky, but it was a little too late!
The main force led by Scarface himself rushed straight to the brightly lit golden grass raw material warehouse!
The door of the warehouse was violently kicked open, revealing bunches of golden tobacco leaves emitting a strange aroma under the firelight.
Next to it, there are piles of white rice paper, probably used to wrap tobacco leaves.
"Grab it! Grab it quickly!" Scar growled.
The desperate criminals rushed forward like flies seeing blood, stuffing bundles of golden grass into special hemp sacks.
"If you can't move it, burn it!"
Looking at the pile of rice paper, a fierce light flashed in Scarface's eyes.
Several torches were thrown fiercely into the dry pile of paper deep in the warehouse!
The flames jumped up instantly, licking the rice paper greedily, and thick smoke billowed out!
at the same time.
Another team, led by Hu San, fiercely broke open the closed door of the cigarette workshop!
The craftsmen who were on duty inside were stunned by the sudden attack!
"Those who don't want to die, kneel down!"
A fierce look flashed across Hu San's honest face. The steward recognized him and showed an expression of fear and deception.
Most of the craftsmen were so frightened that they turned pale and knelt on the ground trembling.
Hu San grabbed the steward and said, "If you don't want to die, tell me where the secret recipe is. If you don't, I'll skin you alive!"
"I...I really don't know!" The manager was scared out of his wits.
"have no idea?"
Hu San laughed grimly and hacked the butler to death with a single blow. He then placed the knife on the neck of an elderly-looking master. "Take him away! And you, you, you! Take all of these who look like they know their stuff!"
He casually selected a few craftsmen who looked like technical backbones.
The shrill screams, the explosions of burning warehouses, the clash of weapons, the shouts of desperate men...
The tranquility of Wohugang late at night was instantly broken!
Flames shot up into the sky, lighting up half of the night sky red!
The deputy captain Shi Yong who was left behind to guard Wohugang finally woke up from his sleep. Seeing that the workshop had been attacked, he broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly organized his men to rush over.
When they hurriedly arrived, Wohugang was in a mess, and there were men in black who had captured the craftsmen and were retreating towards the back mountain.
“Stop them!”
The deputy captain roared loudly, and the soldiers scattered their compound bows at the blacks and chased after them.
Seeing that the pursuers were getting more and more, and many people around him were shot to death by arrows, Scarface's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he grabbed Hu San's hand tightly and shouted:
"Brother Hu, you take the others and leave. I and some of my brothers will cover your retreat."
"Remember to tell the boss when you get back, remember to give us more money, more money!"
After Scarface finished speaking, he took a dozen people and went towards the Dayin soldiers.
When Hu San and a group of men in black escorted the craftsmen into the darkness, more than a dozen people including Scarface also disappeared under the deputy captain's knife.
......
Shuozhou City, bloody dawn.
When that blood-red flag pierced through the Tartar army formation and appeared in the desperate sight of the defenders like a divine soldier descending from the sky, great ecstasy and sorrow tore everyone's heart apart at the same time!
"Reinforcements have arrived! Kill the Tartars!"
Xi Sheng led a battalion of one hundred Modao soldiers. The one hundred strong men swung their Modaos and chopped the Tartars who rushed to the top of the city into two halves, with their intestines and brains spilling all over the ground.
The city gate opened, and Guo Luo, with nine hundred elite cavalrymen, rushed out like a black whirlwind.
At the same time, smoke and dust rose from the northwest and northeast directions, and there were shouts and cries of killing.
Oh no, there was an ambush!
When King Zhelan and King Loufan learned that nearly 5,000 Dayin soldiers appeared behind them and three wolf smokes rose in the city, they felt that something was wrong.
Han Yanshou and Huyan Gu were also shocked when they saw this.
They immediately understood that the generals left behind by Zhao Muyun to guard Shuozhou were no ordinary people.
The ten days of hard resistance were based on the fact that they took advantage of the city's strength to tire out their 20,000-strong army, and then surrounded and killed them with fresh troops.
Among the 20,000 Tatars, as many as 2,000 died in the siege over the past few days, and even more were injured.
The worst thing was that the weather was hot and the wounded soldiers' wounds became inflamed and festering, causing many soldiers to have high fevers and coughs!
The corpses that were not dealt with in time had already rotted and become smelly, with flies flying around in more than ten days.
Han Yanshou was worried that it would cause an epidemic, and had long intended to persuade the two kings to withdraw their troops.
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