Through Time Chapter 165

At this moment, Zhao Lang reached his hand into the tent in an extremely bizarre position.

Feeling the other side of the tent, that one warm back.

Then did his best to write out what he wanted to ask, in the briefest of words, on his back.

At the same time, Zhao Lang had never hated the complexity of the codified text as much as he did now.

The character “人” was fine.

The word “where” is very complicated.

After fumbling around for a while, Zhao Lang finally finished writing the characters.

He just didn’t know whether the other party would recognise the words and whether he could understand what he meant.

Just as Zhao Lang was thinking, a sound came from inside the tent.

“You tell Su Ying! If he dares to touch the merchant locked up in the northwest corner of the camp, I will not let him go!”

When Zhao Lang heard these words, his heart was instantly pleased.

After patting the other man on the back again as a sign of comfort, he led his men towards the northwest corner of the camp.

Shang Yan’er sensed the other party’s movement and her heart warmed.

Although she did not know who the other party was, nowadays, she could only rely on them.

Soon, Zhao Lang arrived at the northwest corner of the camp, looking at the caravan vehicles and the tents that housed the goods full of eyes.

He then knew he had found the place.

“Look around, and if you find teenagers, use the bugle as a horn.”

Zhao Lang whispered.

His first priority was still to see if he could find the f*ck out of them.

The second priority was to save these caravans.

Luckily, it was late at night and there were far fewer hooligans on patrol.

And with these men just tied up outside, they didn’t give these men tents.

It was easier for them to find the men.

One by one, Zhao Lang looked over at the merchants who were all tied up, but found no one to go and die for them.

His heart slowly sank, if not, then I’m afraid it’s a bad luck.

Although when training these teenagers, Zhao Lang had thought that there was a good chance that they would die on the battlefield.

But when the day really came, he found that he could not be that calm.

Looking at the camp in front of him, Zhao Lang’s eyes gradually went cold.

He already had his eye on the location where the explosives would be loaded.

No matter who killed to die, he just needed to kill more, and the chances of the murderer being inside were higher.

When the day came to kill all the Huns and Hugs, it would be considered revenge.

Just when Zhao Lang’s mind was gradually freezing, an insect chirping sound came from not far away.

Zhao Lang instantly woke up, then walked over towards it.

It was Little Six.

Xiao Liu pointed to a few wagons that were guarded by someone at the side in the night.

On the wagons were wooden cages full of children.

They had all the teenagers in one place.

Zhao Lang looked over by the light of the muddled and dark torches.

Suddenly, his face lit up with joy.

Inside a separate cage, a blood-stained teenager was lying inside, none other than Go to hell!

Zhao Lang inhaled slowly and felt out a small stone from the ground.

Watching the right moment, he flicked it.

The small stone landed accurately on the opponent’s body.

Go to hell with a grunt and slowly turn awake.

The bearded man on one side looked away and stopped paying attention.

Looking at the small stones on his body, Go Dead was a little puzzled but didn’t think much of it.

Just thinking about what to do to get out of the trap.

Having been trained by Zhao Lang, one of the most important things was that no matter what time it was, one could never give up hope of life!

It didn’t matter if you won or lost for a while, as long as the person was still alive, there was always a time to win back.

This was why he chose to surrender with his men when he was in a desperate situation.

Just as he went to his death to find his chance, a small stone fell on him again.

De-Death did not move and put the stone away, then looked in the direction it came from.

But looking from the bright light into the darkness, nothing could be seen, except that soon a hand appeared under a torch.

And that hand kept changing its gesture.

Go to hell’s eyes snapped wide, and then his own hand began to respond.

Sign language is in special training.

Soon the sky slowly began to lighten and Li Shang, who had remained outside, looked with some concern at the Xiongnu Hu’s camp.

“Why isn’t it back yet…”

Before he could finish his sentence, a hand fell on his shoulder and he was just about to resist when the other’s other hand covered his mouth.

Zhao Lang’s voice rang out at the same time, and

“It’s me.”

Only then did Li Shang feel relieved, and as soon as he turned around, he saw Zhao Lang.

“It’s almost dawn, let’s go!”

Zhao Lang said, and then led the men away.

Li Shang’s eyes, however, were a little complicated, if they were enemies, he would have just died.

He had lost again.

Zhao Lang, on the other hand, didn’t take this seriously and gathered with the others at a mountain-backed slope.

After talking about the situation in the camp, Zhao Lang made arrangements to

“Rest at dawn, I’ll keep an eye out.”

“When it’s dark, I’ll lead the men to the camp and set fire to it, and you will split up on two sides to make a strong noise.”

“Then we’ll take advantage of the chaos to rescue the men.”

Having looked at the camp today, Zhao Lang did not feel that he could overrun the other side with his twenty or so men.

So the main focus was on disrupting the rescue.

Listening to Zhao Lang’s plan, the others all nodded their heads.

Li Shang, however, frowned and

“This is a good way to set fire and feint, but the other side’s camp has thousands of people.”

“Even if it’s mostly small tribes.”

“But I’m afraid this amount of noise won’t disrupt the other side even at night.”

Zhao Lang understood the other party’s concern and said indifferently that

“What if there is still thunderstorm?”

“Frightening thunder?”

Li Shang froze.

“Do you believe me when I say I can summon thunder?”

Zhao Lang smiled and spoke.

Li Shang’s face turned slightly red and said that

“Zhao Lang! Everyone has put their lives in your hands, how can you be so childish!”

Knowing that it was not easy to explain this matter, Zhao Lang could only say indifferently that

“Tomorrow, follow the plan, if there is only fire and no thunder in the enemy camp, you may not act.”

The others instantly looked at each other with blank faces.

Li Shang, with a stern face, spoke directly to the

“Zhao Lang, don’t blame me for not saving you from death when the time comes!”

Looking at Li Shang’s serious look, Zhao Lang said in an old-fashioned manner that

“What if I do get a thunderbolt?”

Li Shang gave a cold laugh and

“If you can really summon thunder, I, Li Shang, will call you brother and follow you for the rest of my life!”

A divine man who could summon thunder, he would not lose out if he followed.

But how could that be? Thunder, that was a weapon of the gods!

Just a few of the new recruits at the side were looking at Li Shang with odd faces.

It was slowly dawning.

The vast expanse of land appeared in front of them.

At this moment, at the border of the Great Qin, a column of Qin troops poured out from the gap in the Great Wall.

An extremely imposing group of cavalry was at the forefront.

Meng Tian spoke blandly of the

“I will move with the army, you go around the back in advance and do not reveal your position, I want this group of Xiongnu, the Hu people, not one of them to get away.”

At once, the group of cavalrymen took the lead and left.

With a great wave of Meng Tian’s hand, the Qin army marched on!