But they said that Chenhui Special Fighters were also looking for tents one by one. If it weren't for the tents of the princes, they would have withdrawn and then shamelessly set off a fire.

"The prefect of Guangling, Zhang Chao, has been killed!" Zhao Yun looked for the camp and reported to the early morning in the communication equipment.

Lingchen's face was not happy, but he was very excited. He was beautiful and killed a prince when he came up and asked you to bully me during Hulao Pass and wait for my revenge.

"Zilong is really a god. He came up and killed Zhang Chao, the prefect of Guangling. It's a pity that Guangling is far away from us. Otherwise, we could have let Staff Pang take over his territory now." Guo Jia, who was standing beside him, was overjoyed when he heard the news, and then sighed.

"Don't worry, it's still early! You go and help me pick up the plane, and the plane is coming soon, so that the soldiers can load ammunition as quickly as possible!" Lingchen did not turn his head, and he said directly.

"I understand!" Guo Jia smiled, then got out of the car, ready to pick up the plane in the early morning at any time.

In the Allied camp.

At this moment, the Allied camp was already in chaos, and some places were already filled with fire. Even so, many princes saw only red dots in the white fog, but they didn't know what was going on.

"Discover the prefect of Shangdang Zhang Yang!" Just as Zhao Yun was looking for the residences of the princes, the voice of a member of the Morning War was heard in Zhao Yun's ears.

"The people around him go to support quickly and kill him!" Zhao Yun ordered.

Five members not far from the special forces team member quickly heading towards Zhang Yang's camp. When they arrived at the tent, they saw that the special forces team had been surrounded by three generals. It was obvious that the team member was at a disadvantage, and Zhang Yang had a deep face.

The five special forces members rushed up without saying a word, and only the sound of metal collision between Dangdang Dangdang was heard, and the nine people were entangled.

Even so, under the siege of these three generals, these six special forces members could only barely resist. If it weren't for the equipment given in the early morning, these six special forces members would probably die.

With a "bang", a special forces member was hit in the chest by a general's weapon, and the special forces member flew backwards towards Zhang Yang's place. He spat out a mouthful of blood, probably because of internal injuries.

Zhang Yang was startled when he saw someone flying towards him, but when he saw the person vomiting blood, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. This person must be useless.

Zhang Yang was also a person who came out of the horse. Although he rarely went to the battlefield, he practiced martial arts since he was a child, so at this moment he took the opportunity to stab the long sword in his hand at the team member.

However, the long sword did not appear as he imagined that blood was squirting, but it stabbed the special forces member and could not enter the slightest.

Suddenly, the team member held the sword in both hands, turned suddenly, and the sword in Zhang Yang's hand fell off.

Before he could stop his movements, he saw him holding the sword in his hand and slashing towards Zhang Yang's feet. Before Zhang Yang could react, his calves were cut off and he started to wail.

"Don't hurt my lord!" At this time, the general who was entangled with the special forces roared. He shouted loudly, left the battlefield, and came to the singular.

"Take a smoke bomb!" At this moment, one of the five special forces players who were still fighting fiercely snorted coldly, and took advantage of the opportunity to throw the smoke bomb down.

The other two generals didn't know what was going on, and at this moment, there was thick smoke under their feet, and the bodies of the five special forces team members were looming in the smoke.

"Kill!" The special forces member who cut Zhang Yang's feet looked a little pale, but he was not afraid. He used all his strength to pounce on Zhang Yang who was wailing on the ground.

His body fell directly on Zhang Yang's body, and then he took out a kitchen knife from his waist and slashed at Zhang Yang's neck.

Zhang Yang himself felt a giant thing falling on him, but before he could react, he saw a bright kitchen knife slashing at him.

"Ah... no..." Zhang Yang's pale face wanted to avoid it, but his feet were so painful that he couldn't dodge it at all. Then he heard a squirting sound, and Zhang Yang's head was chopped off.

"Ah, lord!" The running general saw that his lord had been cut off his head, his eyes had already turned red, and his weapons in his hand waved at the special forces member.

With a loud "puff", the special forces member was swept away by weapons, and then his body rose into the air and headed towards the camp. With a loud bang, the special forces member broke through the camp's tent and fell into smoke.

"Commander Zhao...I..."

The special forces member landed on the ground and rolled a few times. His voice came from the communication equipment, but it was soon gone. The special forces member must have died and suffered such severe internal injuries. It would be a miracle if he could survive.

"Retreat!" The eyes of these five special forces members were filled with deep hatred. They wanted to kill the general on the spot and avenge their comrades, but they could not. The order in the early morning was to kill all the princes, and at this time they could not ruin major events.

They hurriedly ran outside the tent and saw the comrade who was lying on the ground. They closed their eyes slightly, and then gritted their teeth and ran to the tent elsewhere.

"Shangdang Prefect Zhang Yang has been beheaded and lost a comrade-in-arms."

When Zhao Yun heard this voice, he couldn't be happy. At this moment, he was furious and he really wanted to kill everyone. The Chenhui Special Team was built by him. I don't know how much effort he had done. Now every time he fell down, his heart was bleeding.

But now is not the time to act voluntarily. He understands very well how much the battle has had on his elder brother. This is not the time to talk about relationships. If a team member ruins a big deal, it is his fault.

"Brother, Zhang Yang, the prefect of Shangdang, has been awarded the title of the head." Zhao Yun sent the results to the Mingchen in a deep voice.

"Discover Liu Dai, the governor of Yanzhou Prefecture!"

As soon as Zhao Yun calmed down his heavy mood, he heard good news. Now he didn't dare to be arrogant and immediately arranged for someone to go to support him.

"Distribute coordinates and nearby team members come to support you. You should not be too arrogant. You must focus on your life." Zhao Yun said in a deep voice.

He himself rushed to other military camps, and before the smoke had dissipated, he wanted to kill as many princes as possible. One less, and the elder brother would lose one strong enemy.
Chapter completed!