Chapter 411 New Victims Of Disaster
Chapter 411 New Victims Of Disaster
Chapter 411 New Victims Of Disaster
The human body would enter a deep sleep state after midnight. It was indeed the most relaxed and unguarded state. Basically, many large-scale sneak attacks would choose this time.
However, according to Gu Ying, when he was an assassin in the blood tower, he was also assigned many tasks in the early hours of the morning, so this concept should not be a rare thing at this time.
It was indeed a little arbitrary to judge that the county government was another transmigrator.
After the simple conversation, there was no more sound on the city wall. If it wasn't for the faint sound of breathing, one would even think that the two hidden people had already left.
As time went by, the bonfires that were lit by the refugees were almost completely extinguished. A gust of wind would blow away the charcoal ash in the bonfire, disperse some sparks, or temporarily ignite some small flames.
The unbearable cold night had exhausted many people's physical strength, and they snuggled up and fell asleep.
Mo Ruyue quietly lurked, not feeling the slightest bit tired or bored.
The longest time she had spent in hiding was seven days and seven nights in a swamp in a rainforest. After she successfully completed the mission, it took her nearly half a month to completely wash away the smell of the mud on her body.
In comparison, the current ambush was nothing at all. It could not even be considered a warm-up.
She didn't know how far Ying and the others had gone. According to their previous speed, they should be able to walk four or five miles.
Mo Ruyue thought to herself.
This speed was really slow, but in the absence of a torch to light up the place, and with the women, children, and elderly slowing down their pace, it was still very fast.
Just as she was lost in her thoughts, there was finally some movement in the city.
A series of faint footsteps came from behind the city wall. It could be heard that many people were gathering, and it was presumably time to act.
There were two city gates in the small city, one at the front and one at the back. Normally, in order to prevent the refugees outside the city from swarming in when the city gate was opened, the people in the small city should not come out from the difficult not to alert the disaster victims outside the front gate. So when they moved, main gate.
However, it would take more time to go around the back gate, and it would also be difficult not to alert the disaster victims outside the front gate. So when they moved, they had to make sure that these unstable factors would not affect their movements.
Mo Ruyue took out a simple gas mask and put it on. She had already guessed what the people in the city were going to do.
Sure enough, someone peeked out from the wall and carefully sized up the group of refugees outside, before quickly shrinking back.
After the time it took to brew a cup of tea, two more people poked their heads out. This time, there were two more ropes hanging down from the top of the city wall. The two people climbed down the ropes silently.
Their faces were covered with masked sweat towels, and their black clothes blended perfectly into the night. Even if someone was not asleep, it would be difficult to detect the existence of these two people.
The two of them looked like professional people. Even though they landed quietly, they still waited for a while to make sure that no one was alarmed.
Then, they lowered their bodies and sneaked to a place not far from the refugees, throwing the things in their hands into the fire that was about to go out.
A crisp sound came from the fire, waking a few people who were in light sleep.
Some of them snorted, turned over, changed their positions, and fell asleep again. Some opened their eyes slightly, and after seeing the flames in the fire, they muttered a few words and fell asleep again.
A wisp of bluish-white smoke rose from the fire. Although it was small, it dispersed very quickly.
The smoke with a slightly bitter smell spread out, and everyone who came into contact with it would turn their heads and fall into a deeper sleep.
As expected, they had used this method.
Mo Ruyue was not surprised at all.
This method could ensure that the people in the city would not have any worries when they left the city to pursue.
By the time the victims of the disaster woke up, the survivors would have long been robbed. Perhaps there would not even be any evidence left. Who knew what had happened?
However, the county magistrate had never considered that Mo Ruyue was the ancestor of using medicine and poison.
The two men in black waited patiently. After the time it took to brew a cup of tea, they began to check whether the refugees had all fallen asleep.
They didn't notice Mo Ruyue who was so close to them, not only because the place she was hiding was a blind spot, but also because she had directly reduced her breathing and heartbeat, almost perfectly imitating a stone.
"You can go back and report to the Lord. You go, I'll go and take down those people."
One of them raised his voice slightly. He was sure that among all the long-eared people, no one was awake except for them.
Therefore, he made the wrong decision. When there were only two people, he chose to split up.
This was exactly what Mo Ruyue wanted.
When the messenger disappeared from the wall, she immediately turned around and chased after the man who "dealt" with the survivors.
The Mountain Valley where the survivors were hiding was still quite a distance away from the small town. Although the person who had set off first had, he had only walked half the way when Mo Ruyue caught up with him.
She had even returned to the Mountain Valley to prepare a small gift for the person who had arrived late.
Given that the man was also an expert in this business, Mo Ruyue also foresaw that he would discover the abnormality in the col in advance, so the trap she set was to close the mouth.
The trap would only be activated when that person realized that something was wrong and prepared to retreat.
Now, it only depended on how high his vigilance was, whether he would fall into the trap completely unconsciously, or if he would keenly sense that something was wrong and withdraw in time.
However, regardless of whether his reaction was the former or the latter, the outcome would be the same.
When Mo Ruyue caught up to him, she was not prepared to let him escape.
That person was quickly approaching the Mountain Valley. He was so focused on making the first contribution that he didn't realize that he had already stepped into a trap.
It was quiet in the valley. There was no fire for warmth, nor were there any soft sounds.
The man who was approaching the col suddenly stopped and looked hesitantly at the dark entrance.
It was said that there were dozens of survivors, men, women, old and young. They had been harassed by the refugees today and should be in a state of shock. No matter what, they should not be silent.
Could it be that he was scared away?
The man immediately became nervous at the thought of this possibility.
Although the city looked calm now, the actual situation was very bad. If it wasn't for the county magistrate's influence, the bailiffs who knew the inside story would have run away long ago.
He had only heard the news brought by the refugees outside. They said that this small city was already very lucky. Many other towns and villages had been destroyed. Even if they escaped, they would only become new victims.
The reason why the deputy had his eyes on this group of survivors was because he wanted to get information about food from them.
If this group of people ran away, how was he going to explain it to the Lord when he returned!
In a moment of desperation, he didn't think much and directly rushed into the mountain. He never thought that someone would set up an ambush in this situation, especially for him.