God Ding howled.

No matter how Chen Feng persuaded him, it was useless.

In the end, Shen Ding was so angry that he had no strength to cry. Then he had a tears, just like no one, "I feel heartbroken when I think about it. Okay, it feels much more comfortable to cry. Then, don't worry, I'm fine."

It seems that there is a melon in it... Chen Feng made up his mind and stopped asking questions, just said, "You can release my friend now."

Shen Ding nodded, shrank into the pointed-mouth lamp, and then dozens of soul-suppressing envoys such as Cao Guangxiao who had disappeared in the field fell to their original position.

One by one, his expression was depressed and he fell into a semi-coma.

Chen Feng communicated with Shen Ding and knew that Cao Guangxiao and others were not seriously injured, so he could just take a break.

Chen Feng put the Aladdin into the Void Shuttle, took out the pills that refreshed the mind and fed them one by one, waiting for everyone to wake up.

In no time.

Everyone woke up slowly, and their consciousness was still at the scene of rushing from the fields to the east of the village.

Cao Guangxiao found himself in a threshing ground.

The first thing he did when he woke up was to look at Chen Feng instinctively.

Seeing that Cao Guangxiao was about to ask questions, Chen Feng didn't give him a chance to speak, so he threw the three heads tightly tied up at his feet, saying, "These bandits are so brave that they dare to attack our Soul-Superior Division at night. This person seems to be a leader, sir, let it be for you."

Chen Feng was at night at the Soul-Staying Department, Gambling House, and Sword Furnace, and Cao Guangxiao felt that Chen Feng was secretly hiding. The two drank in the middle of the night and spoke their hearts. Cao Guangxiao led it to a tacit understanding.

Cao Guangxiao looked at Chen Feng up and down with confusion. He had many questions in his heart. He still didn't speak after all the people around him.

He turned to look at the Santangjia, and his cold face was filled with haze.

"Press it down and interrogate it strictly. I want to know the bandits' den, the specific number of people, and the defense of the village." Cao Guangxiao narrowed his eyes and emphasized his tone, "Any cat and dog dare to hit my soul-suppressing department? How can I explain to my dead brothers if I don't step on the bandits' den tonight?"

At the battle of Xiangshui Village Threshing Farm, the Soul-Settlement Department destroyed three Soul-Settlement Envoys. Looking at the corpse placed in the Threshing Farm, everyone was angry.

If Cao Guangxiao hadn't made a quick decision, unlocked the taboos, and ordered the Soul-Suppressing Order to detain the soul and drive it, the Soul-Suppressing Order would have capsized in the gutter tonight.

As one of the three giant forces in the Dashun Dynasty Kyoto, he was dealt with by a mere bandit? Not to mention the Soul-Shenzhen Department's face was thrown away, Cao Guangxiao, the tomb lord, no longer needs to be used as the tomb.

The soul-controlling envoy has its own means of torture and forced confession. Chen Mingting's lion roar skills combined with the Ou Julian's method is an excellent cooperation. At that time, Chen Feng pretended to be No. 5, and called the soul and the word "Soul" and had a lifelong task. He also suffered from the two of them. If he hadn't had the tricks of concealing the world and dreaming of the gods at that time, he would have fallen into the hands of both of them.

Needless to say, the third leader didn't even think of it, but he just didn't shake off his ancestors.

Chen Feng remained silent from the side, combined with his predecessor's memory and the life of the Soul-Header's Fourth Head, and then confirmed the confession of the Third Head. A three-dimensional topographic map of the bandits' den in Crow Que Ridge appeared in his mind in detail.

After reading the confession of the Sanding Master, Cao Guangxiao quickly circled the accurate position on the topographic map. Although the information he learned was not as thorough and careful as Chen Feng, he was still inseparable from ten.

He thought for a while and discussed with many soul-suppressing envoys under his command for a long time. Finally, he decided to attack the bandits' village at night while hundreds of soul troops were in his hands.

The Soul-Shenzhen Department traveled lightly and simplifiedly. All the staff were dispatched and went to the Crow Magpie Ridge in the dark.

Stopped at the hilltop not far from the mountain village.

Cao Guangxiao was not brainless. He explained to the resentful soul every day, and was naturally calm and cautious. The closer he was to the mountain village, the more careful he became. The soul army was in hand. Although he had the strength to push the mountain village, he still sent several soul-squeezers as scouts. One was to touch the secret whistle outside the mountain village, and the other collected more detailed information. After all, he did not have Chen Feng’s convenient “life” information, and the confession of the third head of the family needed to be confirmed on the spot.

Among the people who act as scouts, Chen Feng is.

It was not that Chen Feng wanted to rush forward, but Cao Guangxiao appointed him, and before leaving, he quietly explained to Chen Feng, "You killed Yan Zhengchun. Although there is a reason for the matter and eliminate harm for the people, this crime is not light. How to deal with it depends on the thought of Lord Feng Wei. What I can do is to give you as much as possible. In addition, if you want to make meritorious contributions and I can also speak for you in the future."

Chen Feng understood the old boss's good intentions, patted him on the shoulder, giving him a look of confidence.

He touched the two bandits on the crooked tree and hid in the tree house, drinking and eating jerky meat comfortably. Countless small iron wire insects were released from the void shuttle.

In the mountains and forests, the sound of rippling sound gradually moved farther away. In a moment, the iron wire insects crawled back to the tree house.

Taking advantage of the moonlight to see the word "insects" in the iron wire, Chen Feng did his duty to scout and marked out the thatched cottages of the bandits' dens on the topographic map. As for the personnel location, it was accurate to the appearance of the equipment and the summary and detailed information, which was comparable to the highly accurate navigation satellite map.

As the statistics were counted, Chen Feng's eyes condensed.

This bandit is extremely unusual. The weapons and equipment Curry actually has Dashun's military equipment and gunpowder that can flatten several mountains.

This...is a bandit? The army is almost the same.

In addition.

The bandits seeking pleasure plundered a large number of refugees, abused countless men and women to death, and even orphans and widows were suffering from inhuman torture.

Chen Feng secretly paid the blame, with the amount of gunpowder in the village, if the soul-suppressing envoy rushed in and the bandits were thinking of dying together, they probably would have to explain Cao Guangxiao's little man.

Chen Feng thought for a moment, nodded silently, slipped down the tree house, and sneaked to the vicinity of the bandits' village gate.

The village system made of fine steel materials alone indicates that this group of bandits is unusual.

Chen Feng grinned, and he kept summoning lightly from the shuttle in the void.

The big hair with its fangs gradually grew, and behind Ermao was still moving, appearing silently, carrying the "fire-burning stick" to form a series of iron lines of pine and cypress.

...

At the hillside of the temporary camp of the Soul-Ticket Division, Cao Guangxiao kept gathering the news reported by the scouts and discussing with the small team leaders how to attack the mountain village.

"The village gate is strong, and this size is unusual. The main gate attack is not realistic. The soul army dispatched to seize the village gate patrol with lightning speed. One team seized control of the village gate, and the second team occupied the commanding heights..."

"Report." A scout of the soul-suppressing envoy flew over and said anxiously before he approached: "The village gate was violently destroyed by unknown forces. I couldn't see clearly at night. I only heard two violent roars, and the gate collapsed with a bang."

"How is that possible?" The sergeant around Cao Guangxiao stood up in shock. "How could it collapse in a short time if the village gate was made of fine steel without siege equipment?"

"I don't believe it, but it's true." The redness on the scout's face had not yet receded, and the look of surprise on his face was still at the incredible scene he saw at that time.

"Have you figured out who did it?"

"The subordinates dare not get too close, for fear that the other party will find traces, but the other party has a strong evil spirit and the subordinates are not talented, so they feel frightened."

"Who is it?" Cao Guangxiao muttered, and waved his hand: "No matter who it is, at least it is consistent with our goals. You must not miss the opportunity. All the members attack, the soul army is in front and the soul-suppressing envoy is behind. The mountain village is surrounded by cliffs on three sides and cannot climb. One side is the village gate to roll the stone path. Since the village gate is broken, we..."

Before Cao Guangxiao could finish his words, another soul-squeezing scout who was rushing in rushed in.

"After the mountain village was destroyed, beasts roars appeared on the cliffs on three sides, and dense beasts rushed into the mountain village."

"The military charge appeared at the main gate of the village, and now it has entered the village."

Cao Guangxiao stood up in shock and sat down slowly. At this moment, he was not in a hurry.

"Who is the sacred?" Cao Guangxiao was only wondering in his heart. The scout's notification used the word "military formation", which shows that there were not a few people attacking the mountain village, but a group of people, and the military formation represented orderly, well-trained and formal.

Cao Guangxiao couldn't figure it out even if he wanted to break his head. Where is such a regular army in Dashun Dynasty near Yaqueling.

Even the state guards who came to suppress the bandits would not have such a large scale at this time.

After all, Yaqueling is already under the jurisdiction of Tanzhou, and the rebellion of Jigu Sect in the territory has already made the prefecture guards busy. They have no energy to take care of these mere bandits.

"Get the map." Cao Guangxiao expanded the map, looked at the densely marked signs on the Yaqueling Mountain, and pointed the commanding heights of the Yaqueling Mountain Village. "Here, there are mountains in the mountains, and bandits broke through the mountains and built an indestructible fortress. It is the location of the inner village. No matter who attacked the mountain village, it is at least certain that it is not an enemy. We can help them with the soul army..."

"Report..."

Hearing the rapid sound, Cao Guangxiao's breathing subconsciously suffocated.

"Report, the other party, actually... fell from the sky and jumped into the air hole of the Neizhai Fortress..."

"Reported, in less than half a moment, the outer village of the parody was cleared, and the inner village caught fire, and countless screams and explosions came, and it was suspected that a one-sided massacre occurred."

Listening to the scout's reply, Cao Guangxiao had strange thoughts in his heart... Who was the person who attacked the mountain? Did he deliberately slap me in the face?

Cao Guangxiao opened his mouth, and wanted to say that it was not too late. It was a great opportunity. After thinking about it, he closed his mouth tightly.

As expected, not long after, another scout reported.

Everyone began to become numb, from joy to surprise to indifferent.

A nest of thieves with corpses and seas of fire appeared in Cao Guangxiao's mind.

He tried to restore the entire attack process of the other party in his mind.

First, he violently collapsed the Jinggang Village Gate with unknown means. While the bandits were still unable to figure out their state, they attacked with iron blood, and rushed forward with the military formations on the front. The cliffs on three sides rushed with tame beasts that had already been ambushed and rushed at the same time, catching the bandits off guard.

Then, the bandits from all sides were surrounded, not giving the outside village a chance to react. At the same time, the main force was used to seize the inner village checkpoints and preventing the bandits from letting go of the Broken Dragon Stone to block the door.

After the outer camp was cleared, while fighting steadily, the surprise troops entered the inner camp through the air hole, integrating the inside and outside, without giving the bandits a chance to breathe or gather again.

Who is the one who attacked the clerk?

Many of the details are completely unreasonable and are actually happening. If Cao Guangxiao wants to break his head, he can't figure out how the other party can do such inhuman operations as taming animals and climbing cliffs, and flying holes into the sky.

Based on the news reported by the scout, Cao Guangxiao even began to doubt whether this group of people was a bandit who were both Yaqueling and was in a nest. Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain. The other party was walking on flat ground in the mountain village, and was familiar with the terrain similar to the behavior of visiting the vegetable garden at home. Moreover, he used every weakness of the mountain terrain to the extreme. This was not a bandit who was too familiar to be familiar with. Who else could there be?

Thinking of this, Cao Guangxiao felt a little restless.

"Report..."

The scout who reported the reply was hurried and walked quickly, with incredible eyes and shocked, but when he saw his colleagues looking towards him, they were calm and numb, as if they had been used to it.

He suppressed his expression of horror because of seeing the incredible scene, tried to adjust his mindset, and tried to speak at a calm speed, but found that his voice was still trembling.

"The village is gone, boom, with a loud bang, a mountain fell from the sky, crushing the village."

The scout was a little incoherent, and his hands excitedly gestured out the shape of a mountain, and he swung it hard to the ground.

“…”

The whole room was silent, looking at the scout like a psychopath.

This is a method of moving mountains and filling the sea, and a method of immortals, and a mere chaotic bandit, what kind of virtue can it be? It can induce the immortals to take action?

...
To be continued...