Jiang Wei lay among the pile of weeds, with branches on his back, holding the Ming 1st posture in his hand, his eyes staring at the front through the sight of the gun. In front of him, two companions who acted as bait were hunching their waists, and were carefully groping forward from left to right.

Since entering the deep mountains and forests, the battle has always erupted inadvertently. The Pattaya people will never fight face to face with them. They are like mice, hiding in everything that can make people hide and attack their team. If they miss a single blow, they will immediately escape. The dense jungle, complex terrain and familiarity with the terrain allow them to launch attacks anytime, anywhere, and then escape smoothly.

Although the map in the hands of the Ming army clearly marked the trend of the terrain and its approximate direction, it was impossible to clearly mark it in a certain place.

This Ming army, which had been in the mountains for half a month, had lost nearly a hundred people, half of whom had fallen into this jungle forever, and with their unsuccessful ambitions and family expectations, he died here unwillingly.

It was not until this time that Jiang Wei fully realized how important the skills that Fan Chang taught them during the training were not important or somewhat incredible. Fan Chang's training was simple and rough, and it could not meet his requirements, which was punching, kicking and swearing. Although this was not allowed by the military discipline of the Ming Dynasty, the supervisory officials of the army were helpless because the one who supported Fan Chang was His Highness King Qi. The violations of Fan Chang's laws and regulations were always suppressed by His Highness King Qi.

At that time, Jiang Wei deeply hated this bearded officer from the border army. I don’t know how many times this guy was in his heart, and he would never have a good end. They have never suffered such humiliation.

But this battle finally made him wake up. He also understood Fan Chang's mantra that he usually sweats more and bleeds less during wartime.

From the first battle to now, he has saved his life at least three times with the things Fan Chang taught him. His resentment towards Fan Chang has long disappeared, and replaced by gratitude and full of satisfaction. None of the officers who climbed up step by step from actual combat are bad guys, and they all have real abilities.

A ray of light flashed in front of him, and Jiang Huai suddenly looked up and looked at the place where the light had just shined. It was a big tree with a crown of clouds. The big tree needed two people to hug each other before it could be surrounded.

A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. The Ming style 1 in his hand quietly raised the gun, and the enemy was hiding on it. Just now, the man quietly pushed away the leaves and watched his companion approaching, but he never thought that the sharp blade in his hand reflected light, causing him to catch a person.

Two companions were approaching, and the people on the tree finally pulled the leaves away completely. They wanted to rush down from the tree to attack their comrades.

Looking at the exposed figure, Jianghuai pulled the trigger steadily.

A crisp gunshot accompanied by a scream, the Pattaya man who had just exposed half of his body fell from the tree. Hearing the gunshot, the two companions rolled to both sides without any hesitation, stood half kneeling, and pointed the gun at the big tree that someone had just fallen.

A roar came from the nearby trees, and people jumped down from the trees in succession, waving swords and guns at the two soldiers.

Jiang Huai did not move, but moved the Ming Dynasty style 1 in his hand and fired continuously. His shooting skills were already extremely accurate. In the team, he was the only one who could compete with commander Fan Chang for a certain accuracy.

Five bullets are five lives.

The two companions in front had already shrunk behind a tree, raised their guns and shot at the people who were rushing toward them. After falling down several people in a row, the people finally felt fear. The grass swayed and the people fled to the distance.

The three of them formed a triangle, each raising their guns toward the front, and did not pursue them. In the earlier battle, it was because of rash pursuit that someone fell into the trap of the Pattaya people and lost their lives in vain.

There were continuous gunfires in the distance, and it was obvious that the escaped people bumped into the hands of another group.

The gunshot finally stopped. After a moment, the turtle doves were gurgling in the dense forest. Jiang Wei finally breathed a sigh of relief and stood up from the grass. The other two companions also breathed a sigh of relief. One of them bent his fingers and put them in his mouth, and replied with a few larks' calls.

A serene sound came from the grass, and several other Ming soldiers emerged from a distance, and the two people quickly gathered together.

After walking forward for a while, they stopped again. The Pattaya people who had just escaped ran away from this gap. Jiang Huai made a gesture, and the others half-squatted down. He grabbed a stone the size of a sea bowl from the ground and threw it forward with force. The stone rolled on the ground for a distance. Suddenly, the sound of linoleum came from the front. The Ming soldiers immediately fell to the ground, and the continuous sound of bang bang came from their ears. It took a while to stop.

After the sound stopped, Jianghuai and other talents carefully explored the past.

The scene in front of them frightened them. Dozens of large and small stones were now piled up on this piece of ground. Looking around, you can see that this is a very simple trap. It is to use some vines to bend some suitable trees and then put some stones on it. Although it is simple, it is very suitable in such a dense forest. Once this trap is triggered, dozens of such traps around will be activated. Even if you can't kill someone, if you really have to get one, you will have to break the bone and vomit blood on the spot.

For the past half month, they have been fighting against such traps all the time. Most of the people who died and injured fell on these seemingly simple traps.

Although it is simple, it is the most appropriate. More importantly, there are too many such mechanisms on the way forward. The forbearance of the Pattaya people also amazed the Ming soldiers.

The singing of birds came from afar. These birds were all birds that were not locally varied and were changing every day. This change was made because in the battle ahead, Pattaya imitated them and lured a whole team to pass and wiped out the entire team.

From that time on, Fan Chang changed the way to contact each other after each gathering.

Starting from the fifth day of entering the jungle, Fan Chang suffered several consecutive attacks, and then broke up the entire brigade and divided a thousand people into countless groups to advance. The Pattaya people could not assemble on a large scale, but their own large-scale assembly became the most accurate target of the other party. After dispersing, they used small units to deal with small units. Relying on the more sophisticated equipment and higher combat qualities of the Ming army, they achieved overwhelming victory and approached the enemy's base step by step.

When I walked out of this jungle, I suddenly started to see that it was a large open space, and many teams had gathered here.

Jiang Huai, who walked out of the jungle, was carrying a snake about one meter long in his hand. At this moment, the snake body was tightly wrapped around his wrist. Without blinking, he firmly clamped the snake's seven inches with one hand. The other hand skillfully cut the snake's body with a knife, took out the snake's gall, tilted its neck and threw it into its mouth, and swallowed it raw. When he walked to the middle of the team, someone came up with a smile and pulled the snake body off his arm. In an instant, these guys cut it into small pieces, and then threw it into his mouth and chewed it bloodily.

Not long ago, these guys were still a group of guys who never tire of food and fine meat. But after they arrived at Fan Chang, they sometimes had to eat things that were worse than pig food. Sometimes they couldn't complete the task and didn't even have such food. After entering the jungle, they even caught whatever they caught. Snake meat was a rare delicacy for them.

A group of people walked out of the forest again, which was the largest group, and there were many cavalrymen. Seeing the person in the lead, the soldiers who were originally sitting on the ground stood up.

That's Fan Chang.

This bearded man who was the living king of Hell not long ago has now successfully won the respect of the soldiers. Before the juncture of life and death, they could not understand it at all. The things that Fan Chang forced them to master were really life-saving.

These things are originally things that countless seniors exchanged for their lives and blood. They are the most expensive, but they are the easiest to be ignored, because people who do not experience them will never be able to understand the use of these things.

"We are camping here today. It's only half a day away from their base camp. We have worked hard in the past half month. We have had a good rest for a day and launch a general attack tomorrow." Fan Chang didn't say much, and he always simply issued some orders or stated a fact.

"Commander, what if the enemy runs away?"

"They can't run away." Fan Chang said: "In the past half month of battle, they have realized that even if they fight us in the jungle, they are not our opponents, so they will inevitably use the favorable terrain to fight us in a decisive battle. If they retreat, they will be out of the mountain. Isn't it still a dead end? Everyone, camp, have a good meal, and then have a good sleep."
Chapter completed!