Chapter 231: Xiongnu! Xiongnu!

After nightfall, the world was silent.

The campfire went out, and only dim sparks occasionally bloomed in the ashes with the last flash of warmth and light.

Hundreds of Han soldiers at Daqingshan gathered around the bonfire, wrapped in cloaks, huddling together for warmth.

The direction behind them was Daqingshan.

But Daqingshan, which should have been silent after nightfall, was now emitting bursts of rustling sounds.

Under the cover of the dark night, figures wearing animal fur coats of gray or white and holding short swords shuttled through the forest.

Just like a herd of beasts in the dense forest.

Counting them, they were dense and covered the entire east slope of Daqingshan.

Except for the sound of footsteps and the crisp sound of stepping on branches, everyone had a wooden stick in their mouth.

Below the mountain was the Han army camp.

And these soldiers holding short swords, with small braids on their heads, some even bald, and some wearing animal skin hats, were clearly heading for the Han army camp.

After a period of groping, the dense soldiers on Daqingshan were within a hundred meters of the Han army camp.

At this time, at the foot of the mountain, a team of Han soldiers holding torches was patrolling around the camp.

The leader was none other than squad leader Meng Ji.

"It's damn cold."

Meng Ji muttered in a low voice, then came to a big tree and unzipped his pants.

The soldiers behind him held torches and leaned toward Meng Ji.

"What are you doing."

Meng Ji turned his head and glared at the soldiers and scolded with a smile: "You kid, didn't you see I was going to pee?"

"Are you trying to peek at my bird?"

"If you want to see, unzip your own pants and look, damn it."

The soldier shrank his neck and grinned.

After finishing his business, Meng Ji shook, then pulled up his pants, took the wine bag Zhang Xun gave him from his waist, unscrewed the lid, and leaned over to smell it.

"The Military Officer's wine is really good."

Meng Ji said to himself: "When my wife gives birth to a baby, when I go back, I will also invite everyone to drink a good meal."

Hearing Meng Ji talk about drinking, the several soldiers under his command immediately became energetic.

"Squad leader, can we also follow to have a drink when the time comes?"

"That's right, squad leader, we also want to drink good wine."

Meng Ji raised his eyes and glared at the soldiers under his command.

"You stinky brats, are you trying to drink me into poverty?"

"A squad of fifty people, if everyone goes to my place to drink."

"Will my whole family starve to death this year?"

"Go, go, go, stay wherever it's cool."

Meng Ji waved his hand.

The several soldiers following Meng Ji laughed.

Several of them had known Meng Ji for several years.

They naturally understood Meng Ji.

Although he said he wouldn't invite them, Meng Ji would definitely invite them.

The border commanderies are not the same as the Central Plains.

They are soldiers in wartime and farmers in leisure time.

In the border military colonies, their future generations are destined to live together.

They are fellow villagers, comrades-in-arms, and neighbors.

The bond is naturally incomparable to ordinary ones.

Just when several people were joking, suddenly a crisp sound came from the forest not far away.

It seemed like the sound of a branch being stepped on and broken.

Meng Ji's ears pricked up instantly.

Then he made a gesture of silence to the soldiers behind him.

"Shh!"

Meng Ji stretched his head and looked toward the forest not far away.

Not far away was the slope of Daqingshan.

It was desolate all year round, and wild beasts were rampant, which had become the norm.

"Let's see if there's anything blind, catch it and let you all have a treat," Meng Ji pressed the hilt of the knife at his waist with one hand.

The several soldiers behind Meng Ji immediately closed their mouths and hid the torches in their hands behind them, for fear of startling the wild beasts that might appear in the forest.

However, just as Meng Ji stretched his head and looked toward the forest.

Suddenly, a sharp whistling sound rang out.

The next second, an arrow made of bone arrowheads shot toward Meng Ji.

Whoosh! ===== CHAPTER 233 =====