Xiao Letian has not been to the front-line battlefield for a long time. Since he officially became the head of Chinese, his right to visit the battlefield has been deprived of the entire Chinese civil and military group.

He is the leader of the entire Chinese race. Whether spiritual or practical, the Chinese race cannot be without him. However, Xiao Letian has a spirit of adventure and even a spoof attitude.

At this moment, Sima Yun, Wang Huaiyuan and other senior generals were not around. No one who could persuade him was there, so he could not control himself.

Just now, he left the formation in the name of patrolling the battlefield. Several Pu army translators and liaison officials thought that the head of state was just to survey the terrain, but they did not expect that the head of state bypassed the enemy's camp and came from the north to penetrate directly into the rear of the enemy.

To the northeast of the Spixilin Heights, there is a cliff about fifteen meters high. Although it is only five stories high, it is a completely natural barrier for ordinary soldiers. Therefore, the French army did not set up defenses here at all, but there were only a small number of wandering sentries.

As the war on the front line became more and more intense, the sentry's mind was not here, and they all wanted to know the result of the battle ahead.

But unexpectedly, the god of death had already touched it from behind, and several ghosts quietly climbed up the cliff and grabbed the steps and approached behind them.

The attacker pounced with a tiger, and two sentries were knocked to the ground. In the second after he fell to the ground, the special forces had broken their necks.

The corpse was slimly hitting the ground and making a subtle sound!

"Who is behind..." A corporal turned his head and asked, and a muffled sound of jumping, the short arrow shot pierced his throat!

"Safe...Safe...Safe here too..."

Soon, agile figures appeared on the rope ladder, and the special forces members who touched it quickly controlled the side of the cliff. After a while, Xiao Letian's head was also exposed from below.

"The French are indeed in chaos. There is no one defending such a big flaw?" Listening to the sound of gunfire in the distance and the visible firelight, Xiao Letian licked his lips and smiled.

"Brothers, have you seen the ancient castle a hundred meters away in front? That is Rosenburg, a small medieval castle, where the enemy's command center is!"

"There are a total of 25,000 French troops around Rosenburg, and the morale of the army has been shaken at this moment!"

"I'll take you to take a beheading operation! Although we only have 500 people now, as long as we use it ingeniously, we can achieve the results that even tens of thousands of legions cannot achieve!"

"Come and use it together, explode the north gate of Rosenburg, attack and set fire violently!"

"As long as the enemy's command center is in chaos and as long as the raging fire is ignited, the more than 20,000 French troops will definitely be in chaos!"

"When the moon is dark and windy night, Isn't it a waste of time to kill and set fire? Take action..."

Ten soft ladders were hung down by a cliff of more than 100 meters long, and more than 500 special forces were ready to fight. At the command of Xiao Letian, these dark elves lowered their bodies like ghosts and approached the castle.

At this time, the Prussian translators were considered free. They did not dare to shout loudly and walked to Xiao Letian and whispered, "First of the People, are you going crazy? We will be sent to the military court when we look back!"

"No, no... I will give you testimony, just say that I coerce you, and the sin is not on you!"

"Let's watch the show, this castle will soon become a place for fireworks on a summer night..."

The battlefield situation at this moment is clear at a glance. Rosenberg occupies a highland, and his southeast direction is a forest and gentle slope. Here is the main position of the Pu army's attack.

After a fierce battle of one day, countless big trees were blown to the ground, and the damaged fortifications were covered with corpses. The enemy and our enemies used the complex terrain here to shoot each other.

From time to time, both sides have to organize suicide squads to launch repeated charges!

The battle lasted for more than six hours, which focused the entire French army here, but no one realized that there was danger here at the cliff northwest of the highland.

It is only more than one hundred meters away from Rosenburg to the cliff, and there are weeds and stones everywhere. There are only some sentries and logistics officers and soldiers here who are stacking some supplies.

These non-combat members are not opponents of the special forces. Countless people in the dark had their throats cut off, and they didn't even scream when they died.

Soon the Chinese soldiers touched the north gate, and the soldiers looked for cover and pointed the gun at the top of the city, while four blasting engineers rushed to the city gate with their backs.

A hardwood wooden door with iron bars has been around for more than 200 years, with a lock on the thick inside and a door bolt on it.

The engineers brought the latest blasting of Nobel*, which is specially used to open mountains and explode stones, and is most suitable for dealing with such castles.

After the tying of twenty kilograms, the long kilogram was dragged out more than ten meters away. After the engineer ignited the till, he quickly retreated.

The burning tongues of flames suddenly alarmed the sentries on the city wall!

"What? Look, something is burning underneath..."

"God, it's *, is there an enemy attacking..."

"Blow the military trumpet, hurry up and blow the military trumpet..."

The ticking military horn sounded on the city wall, and Froshad in the castle was stunned at the time, "What's going on? Why did the military horn blow in the castle..."

At this moment, there was a loud bang, and the entire Rosenburg shaking, and the dust on his head for hundreds of years fell down, scattering the map all over.

The candle was shaken over, the flames ignited the documents, and the civil servants were so scared that they quickly pressed them with their bodies. The command center was filled with terrifying screams.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! The enemy came in from the north gate..."

Papa... The answer was a dense gunfire, and the flames of the special forces members rushed through the city gate hole and stabbed into the French command center like a sharp knife.

"Counterattack! Where is the guard company! Counterattack... Damn, how did this come from? Did they grow wings?"

Of course, there are not many wings. I endured the special iron claws of the city climbing, including several sets of body refining techniques carefully selected by Master Long.

Xiao Letian has also met many martial arts masters. Of course, he knew that the movies were all fake, and people could not fly on the top of the grass and trees.

However, the martial arts of ancient China are profound and profound, and some sects do have the technique of lightening the body using tools and terrain characteristics! The Swallow Sect in Cangzhou is one of the representatives of the Northern School.

You don’t need to learn all their skills. As long as you can learn half of it, it’s no problem to use a little tool to climb a 15-meter-high cliff.
Chapter completed!