"Fanyin, the 3,000 men from General's first detachment have arrived at the southern foot of Bess Mountain and are about to enter the mountain. After that, 5,000 men from Mucang and 2,000 men from Tang You will arrive in batches. You stay behind and keep an eye on the area.

Trends." Beitang Musi was sitting in the conference room of the Military and Administrative Department, always paying attention to the sneak situation of the army. It had been two full days since the general's departure. It was now two o'clock in the morning, and all the officials above the captain were here in the conference room.

.Although Mousi has ordered the commanders to rest in batches, no one has implemented it.

The huge conference room had four screens unfolded, showing the marching status of the four echelons respectively. Mu Cang's second echelon was five hours behind the rapid march of the first echelon, while Tang You and Bai Ze's third echelon were

The echelon slowed down its journey by more than half a day, with the sound of Sanskrit pressing behind them dozens of miles away.

"Okay." The fourth video screen was showing the scene of Sanskrit. After sleeping in the wind and frost for two days and rushing around day and night, all the soldiers did not get a drop of water. "Lieutenant, what's the situation over at Baize now?" Sanskrit's voice didn't stop running.

His body shape is like the wind, but his tone is calm, as if he is walking on flat ground, and he does not look tired at all.

"It's more than half a day's journey from the general," the deputy general said.

"So many," Fanyin thought for a moment, "He tried his best." Then he said. Bai Ze was originally the deputy minister of the Spiritual Center Department. He had a handsome face. Although his spiritual skills were good, he was still inferior compared to other soldier commanders in the combat department.

Many. Tang You is the deputy chief of staff, and his spiritual skills cannot be said to be superior. In addition, the general is moving at full speed this time, even the first echelon he leads is a tough battle, and it is good to be able to barely keep up.

"Mu Cang has already crossed Taji Village, and Tang You will arrive in half an hour," Musi said.

"They need to take a rest, Lieutenant General," Fanyin said.

"Okay, then you go to Taji Village to meet them." Beitang Musi looked at the sand table. Taji Village is the last village in Dongling before entering the Beisi Mountains.

"Everything must be safe before entering the mountain, otherwise it will be difficult to turn back after entering the mountain," Mu Xi said. Although there are some soldiers from the fourth branch here, this spiritual attack is so dangerous that ordinary soldiers cannot let Mu Xi

Don't worry, Xi.

An hour later, the third detachment led by Tang You had crossed Taji Village and was repairing fifty miles north of the village. Fanyin had also arrived at the south side of Taji Village. The army's night march did not disturb any villagers. In the past two days, all the soldiers

They also all avoid towns.

Fanyin and the soldiers sat in the open space outside the village to take a rest. In the freezing cold in the Far North, Fanyin was worried that the soldiers would feel unwell. She got up and looked at the 800 people under her command, and found that there was no big difference, so she could rest assured.

.

"Minister, please rest for a while, I'll go and check." Zhongli said on the side. The captain of the third column of the second branch of Fanyin has always been a calm man, with a dignified appearance. His personality is not as outstanding as that of Leng Yi and Chi Lu. He is a member of the elite.

The longest-serving commander of the Second Division.

"It doesn't matter, let's go together."

"Okay." Zhongli replied. The two of them walked to the end of the line, where Chilu was at the end.

At night, the households in Taji Village had already turned off their lights and had a rest. In a small tile-roofed house in the northernmost part of the village, dim lights flashed a few times and were lit up. After a while, a man wearing a big coat appeared.

The boy in the cotton-padded jacket walked out of the house. As soon as he came out of the house, he shuddered and said with a grin: "I'm freezing to death! You bastards, why are you calling in the middle of the night! Forget it. You're all fat."

He's just like a pig! And he's barking!" The boy said viciously, but he didn't stop and was walking towards the pig pen outside his yard.

There are no neighbors within two miles of the boy's home, and the only dilapidated tile-roofed house is in the northernmost part of the village. The boy usually disliked the pigs being dirty, so he built a pigsty outside his yard. Today, for some unknown reason, the boy was lying on the ground.

I tossed and turned on the fire bed and couldn't sleep. I always felt that the pigs were barking. I ran out three times in one night.

"Keep yelling! If you yell again, I will kill you all tomorrow! Take them out and sell them for money!" The boy said as he had already left the courtyard and came to the edge of the pigsty.

He looked over and saw ten fat, round pigs huddled together inside to keep warm.

"Yell! Why don't you bark! You stopped barking as soon as I came out! Are you sincerely teasing me?" the boy said loudly. The fat pigs stayed quietly, not seeming to have made any commotion.

The boy looked at them for a long time, then suddenly shuddered, quickly wrapped his coat tightly and walked back. When he had just left the pig pen less than five steps, he felt that the fat pigs were starting to get restless again. He turned around and frowned.

I frowned, wondering if there was something wrong with my eyes and ears.

He decided to ignore them and walked back a few steps quickly. Sure enough, the fat pigs screamed even louder. The boy turned back sharply and said fiercely: "Damn it, if you dare to touch my pigs, I will kill you today!"

"

Just when the boy left the pig pen, he suddenly felt a strange movement. He thought it was the tiger that had spent the winter on the mountain and came to his house to look for food. When the boy finished speaking, suddenly, there was a piercing scream, and the piglets were desperately trying.

Moving around, screaming like crazy.

With a "pop" sound, a piglet fell down, and red blood instantly sprayed all over the pig pen. The boy opened his eyes in surprise, and his sleepiness disappeared instantly. There were two more sounds in succession, and the two piglets fell down.

Not even a twitch.

"It's not a tiger!" The boy said in horror. A strange spiritual power filled the front. "Who is it?" The boy wasn't sure whether he asked aloud. He was so scared that his legs were weak.

A dark sound of "chi" pierced the air and went straight to the boy's face. The boy suddenly ducked back, and a burst of burning pain instantly filled his face. There was a cut on his smooth face, and blood flowed like

Note.

"Ugh!" The boy covered the side of his face, ignoring the pain. He had to shout for help, the boy thought, otherwise his life would not be saved. Before the boy could open his mouth, another blast of murderous spiritual power came through. The boy jumped back.

, escaped a disaster.

After going back and forth, the boy's original panic was shattered, and he became angry and cursed: "What the hell! What the hell! I will fight with you!" As soon as he finished speaking, a dozen dark spiritual powers were shot like sharp arrows.

It stabbed at the boy like a thorn.

With a sound of "Bang!", the boy raised his hand. All the black thorns were blocked by a volley of partitions. The boy fell to the ground and gasped, his eyes narrowed into slits, and a heavy breath spurted from his mouth.

came out.

"It's pretty good... It's pretty good... It's alive..." An intermittent rattling sound came from not far away, and the sound seemed to come from the joints of the throat, unable to form a sentence.

"Give it to me, it's mine," another similar voice rang.

"Chloe, croak..." The third bone-crushing voice sounded less human than the first two.

"Mine! Mine!" Three voices quarreled!

"Snap!" This time hundreds of black thorns shot at the boy. The boy opened his eyes in horror. The previous block had used his entire life's spiritual power. Now that death came into view, he raised his weak arms.
Chapter completed!