Chapter 230: Selected target

Feng Yun stretched out his hands, hugged the dead tree, raised his arms, and pulled it straight up.
It has no roots, it has been cut off, and there is a hole in the bottom of it.
Feng Yun stretched his hand in, and when he pulled it back, there was already an extra knife in his hand.
He cut off the root of the dead tree deliberately, and he dug out the hole at the bottom to hide the knife.
Holding the scabbard with one hand and the handle with the other, Fengyun drew the knife out and waved it twice, revealing a satisfied smile.
He took out an animal skin fist from the bag, shook it open, and turned it into a bag, put the knife in it, just completely covering it.
It was when he returned to Yan Snake Tribe, he specially asked Hong to help him sew it, the purpose was to install the knife.
He measured the size, and told Hong that it was just right before sewing.
Although this Daoyabai will be hidden, Fengyun cannot be sure whether other people have seen it. If someone who has seen it happens to see him carrying it, it will easily cause him trouble.
More importantly, he didn't want Yabai to recognize it.
This time the attack on the Baicao tribe is extremely important to the Black Crow King. Although the Crow White’s nest was attacked by him and suffered heavy losses, he is still very likely to participate in this war.
If he were Yabai, he would definitely strive to participate in this war.
The Crow’s Nest was destroyed and his subordinates were slaughtered. His position in the minds of the Black Crow King must have been greatly affected, and if he wanted to fight for the throne of the Black Crow Tribe, he must improve the Black Crow King’s bad impression of him. .
This time the war against the Baicao tribe is undoubtedly an excellent opportunity.
If he can perform well in the war, he can reverse the Black Rook King’s impression of him, and even make him one of the most powerful contenders for the throne.
Feng Yun took out the rope and tied the holster with the knife behind his back. Then he adjusted the position and tried it with both hands. As long as he peeked behind his neck, he could easily grasp the handle of the knife, extremely quickly. And draw it out smoothly.
Feng Yun bent over to grasp the dead tree, reinserted it back into the ground, and returned the turned up soil until it looked like a real dead tree, and then stopped.
There is something hidden in the dead tree.
The light pearl he got from Yabai was also hidden in the dead tree by him. He didn't want to be taken by others, although the possibility was relatively small.
After checking Zhou's body up and down, feeling that there was no problem, Feng Yun turned around and ran in the direction of Zizhulin.
After running for a certain distance, Fengyun turned a corner, ran to a tree that looked very tall in Lei Ze, jumped on the branches, then used the branches as a springboard, and finally jumped to the top of the tree.
Fengyun immediately moved the eyes of the snake and looked towards Zizhulin.
He is ready to learn more about and collect information.
Although he had collected the situation of the Black Crow tribe warriors before, a long time has passed, and the situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, and he can't predict what has changed in the past period of time.
With the help of the snake god's eye, Feng Yun quickly obtained the information he wanted.
I don't know if it's dark, the fighters of the Black Crow Tribe want to rest, or the daytime attack makes them tired.
Fengyun can clearly see and feel that the intensity of the battle situation has dropped by more than one level compared to the daytime.
In the battlefields seen during the day, many places have died down, and there is no sign of fighting. Only some soldiers sent by both sides are patrolling.
However, they seem to have formed a certain tacit understanding, even if they see each other, even if the distance is relatively close, they have no intention of doing anything.
Some fighters on both sides who are still fighting, the intensity of the battle is far less than the daytime.
Looking at it, Feng Yun even felt that they had a perfunctory taste.
Everyone knows that war is deadly.
The fighters on both sides who are fighting now seem to violate this reality.
He has been observing and collecting information for a while. During this period, they have not stopped, but there has not been a single casualty between them, and even the injury can only be seen once.
According to the battle conditions during the day, people should have died long ago, and definitely more than one died.
Feng Yun retracted his gaze and analyzed the collected intelligence. Soon, he had a clearer understanding of the battlefield situation.
The level and intensity of the battle have been greatly reduced, and it is definitely a good thing for the Baicao tribe and its reinforcements.
Although they have a favorable geographical position, they can use the traps and organs set by the Baicao tribesmen in the Zizhu Forest and the Zizhu Forest itself to attack and the advancing speed of the enemy, but their strength and number are obvious compared with the fighters of the Black Crow Tribe. difference.
If the enemy launches a continuous onslaught on them, their pressure will be very high, and casualties will remain at a high level.
They are at a disadvantage, the greater the casualties, the greater the disparity between their strength and the enemy.
In the end, even if they have the right place, they can no longer stop the army of the black crow tribe. At that time, waiting for them is probably only a fate of failure.
Feng Yun jumped down from the big tree, adjusted his course, and deflected slightly to the right.
Through the observations just now, Fengyun found that the tents where the enemy used to rest were not stationed together. Some tents were separated from the main body and stationed at a distance from the main body.
He has targeted those tents that are separated from the subject.
He didn't know who lived in those tents, but it didn't make any difference to him. Those who besieged the Baicao tribe were his enemies.
But after walking for a certain distance, he stopped and began to collect some weeds, weave them into something similar to a cloak, and then inserted some weeds on top of it.
Although the workmanship is rough, if you put it on and move forward in the grass, especially when you lie down on the ground and cover your body with it, the concealment effect is still good.
Fengyun inspected the camouflage cloak made of grass, and made some modifications and improvements to it, and felt that it was almost the same, before continuing to approach the target.
It hasn't been long before night, and there is still a long time before dawn, enough for him to use.
After a short while, Fengyun was closer to the tent.
He slowed down, lowered his figure, and concealed his whereabouts with the help of weeds, shrubs, and everything that could be used.
There was still about three hundred feet away from the tent, Fengyun stopped again and conducted a new round of observations on them.
This time his focus is on the enemy in charge of patrolling.
He wanted to remember their patrol routes and the time required for each patrol.
After observing the appearance for about half an hour, Fengyun grasped the information he wanted. Not only did he know the patrol time and route of the enemy in the tent area he chose as the target, but he also knew the main body of the tent some distance from it. There is also some understanding of the patrol situation.
I don't know if I feel that the Baicao tribe and its reinforcements are surrounded by them, and it is impossible to carry out night attacks on them. The enemies in charge of patrolling appear very slack, dragging and stepping, and look careless.
After another while, when the time came to a certain point, Feng Yun pulled up the camouflage cloak on his body, covering his whole body, and then immediately moved.
Feng Yun's speed was very fast. When he moved, it was like a wild beast pounced on its prey, and it swept far away, but he did not make any sound, no footsteps, no sound of wind caused by fast movement, like a tangible thing. Qualitative ghost.
Because he mastered the route and time interval of the patrolling enemy, and his ability to hide his whereabouts was very good, until he touched the edge of the outermost tent, the patrolling enemy still did not notice anything.
After Feng Yun approached the tent, it did not stop, but quickly turned around the tent a small half circle, and came to a position closer to the tent.
Fengyun is taking advantage of the loopholes left by the enemy's slack patrols.
Not only were they not very vigilant when patrolling, but they only wandered outside the tent area and did not enter the inside of the tent area at all.
He already had a very clear understanding of the situation of patrolling the enemy. After stopping again, he did not act in a hurry, but inspected the situation of the tent.
He is now in a blind spot in the vision of the enemy patrolling. As long as they don't suddenly get into the tent area, they will not be able to see him.
Feng Yun first took a look at the texture of the tent. It should be made of wild animal skins, and the level of the wild animal should not be low.
Feng Yun nodded, and the Black Crow Tribe was able to dominate Lei Ze, it really had the capital.
In front of him is just an extremely ordinary tent, but it uses wild animal skins, and the level is not low, which is definitely not something ordinary tribes can have.
Looking down, Feng Yun wanted to take a look at the bottom of the tent to see if it was possible to get in.
He was disappointed.
The tent is very well tied up. The bottom edge is deeply embedded in the ground. Pulling it out will inevitably make a big movement, and the five senses of the totem warrior are very sensitive. This is very likely to cause the tent inside. People's vigilance is something he doesn't want to see.
He took the bone knife that was given to him wildly from his arms, and prepared to use its sharpness to make a hole in the tent.
There is no doubt about the sharpness of the knife that was given to him. In addition, he has used it frequently over the years. Intentionally or unconsciously, some totem power is poured into it, which has a warming effect on it, and it has become sharper. Opening the tent will be a breeze.
The tip of the knife began to approach the tent, but the moment the tip of the knife was about to touch the tent, the situation stopped.
Suddenly he had a better way to enter than cut through the tent.
Although the knife was very fast, it still made some movement when cutting through the tent with the knife, and it was much better to take the method he had just thought of.
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