North, front-line battlefield.

"No, it's really a fight?"

"What are you doing? Fighting the wild battle with those barbarians with developed limbs..."

"The officials are not forced into the door! These are all stupid tricks. Isn't it clear that we will die..."

"Okay, shut up! The officials have their own reasons and rules for their own actions. We soldiers are just taking the orders, so how can we talk so much nonsense!"

In the barren mountains and ridges, a small team of five soldiers wearing Zichen Legion's armor was agile and careful to shuttle behind the trees and rocks. From time to time, climbed up to look around, looked around, and quickly looked forward.

Needless to say, from this style, we can see that this is an elite scout team.

As the vanguard team that was about to start the war, the importance of scouts to each army is naturally unquestionable. To a certain extent, they are the eyes of the commanders in the army and the source of confidence in making decisions during wartime. If necessary, they will also become a sharp knife and stab the enemy's logistics supply critically.

It is precisely because of these reasons that if the military branch in the army has the highest average tactical literacy, it is undoubtedly these scouts who keep wandering around the battlefield and always have first-hand information.

Of course, because of this, I was puzzled and even questioned the act of his own legion who suddenly sent troops into this unblocked battlefield as if he had taken violent drugs. He wanted to fight a field battle with the barbarians.

Originally, the barbarians' terrifying individual combat capabilities were clear to any rookie recruit who had been on the front line for a few days. What's more, now he doesn't even have the advantage in defending the city, but now he suddenly wants to face such an opponent head-on in the wild, not seeking death?

However, as the team leader scolded just now, they are just soldiers. It is a duty to obey superiors. Even if they are confused and have many doubts, they must execute the orders without fail in war!

And in fact, their concerns are indeed necessary...

After reaching the peak of a mountain range, before checking the safety of the surrounding environment, the team's scouts suddenly shook, "Damn... Come!"

In the distance, at the end of the fairly flat wilderness, a square figure was filled with darkness, and it was unknown how many people were, slowly pressing down with a terrifying power that covered the sky and the sun.

The face and flag are hard to see clearly, but the experienced elite scouts are just a pair of naked eyes. Judging from their marching temperament, they can instantly determine whether the other party is a friendly or an enemy, and they are inseparable from ten.

As for the moment, it is certainly the enemy barbarian army. This is something that can be easily inferred. After all, since the Zichen Legion chose to fight in the field, the barbarians who are extremely good at this are almost the sensible skills naturally have no reason to not fight.

"The enemy army is about twenty miles away from our army, and the number is unknown. It is initially estimated that it is no less than 30,000. Detailed information is then investigated and reported... Monkey, go back to inform the general!" Calmly observe and estimate. The team leader gave a decisive order. A thin young scout nodded after hearing this, without saying nonsense, and simply turned around and ran away quickly in the direction he came.

"Hehe. Have you seen it, rookie, this is the ability of a veteran!" pointed at the team leader. A scout laughed and patted the young companion beside him with a frivolous tone. "You just came here and I don't know much. Follow us to study hard."

Nodded, the young scout seemed not good at speaking, and his expression was as nervous and cautious as he had just entered the battlefield.

"Hey, why do you think you're a dull man? You're replying, or you can just replying."

"……good."

"...Cha! Let you reply, your special mother is really just replying?"

"Haha..." Looking at the veteran scout's depressed expression, another scout couldn't help laughing.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense." The captain waved his hand, "Go and come closer to the viewing target." If you want to get the most accurate information, you must get closer to the observation target, the better. This is the simplest truth. Of course, the closer the danger is...

As soon as he finished speaking, the beautiful scout who had been vigilant seemed to feel something. He suddenly turned his head and looked at the bushes not far away. He suddenly changed his expression and he screamed and retreated: "There are barbarians, retreat!"

Bran's army has scouts, and of course the barbarian army also has one. The former is professional, while the latter is simply an excellent hunter. So it is hard to say which level is higher and lower between the two. However, one thing is confirmed, that is, once the two meet, most of the people who retreat first are Bran's scouts. There is no way, the barbarian's single combat capability is too strong.

"Guli Tulu..." Seeing that he was discovered, several burly and overly shaped figures were like cheetahs, quickly jumping out from behind the bushes, shouting vaguely Manyu, as if intimidating and strode after him.

Swoosh, with a press of your wrist, the crossbow arrow broke through the air. "Go away!" He was not an opponent when he fought alone, but now the number of people is not an advantage. The team leader decisively shot out the small continuous crossbow hidden between his sleeves, turned around and ran quickly with the reflexive scouts.

"Roar—" The roaring and howling pained. The barbarian scout, whose target was so close that the target was too obvious, could not avoid these crossbow arrows.

However, they often deal with Bran, and seemed to have known that the other party had this move. When they rushed out of the bushes, they blocked the face, throat and other vital positions. This action also saved their lives. The air-breaking crossbow arrow shot on the arms of the two barbarians running in front, piercing deeply into it, and blood splashed everywhere.

This injury naturally cannot die. In fact, this can only be said to be a minor injury for the barbarians, and their combat effectiveness is not reduced. Instead, it even stimulated the anger of chasing the barbarians, with long roars and scarlet eyes like wild beasts in the forest.

They chased and fled, and in just a short moment, both sides ran out of several miles. The distance did not widen or shortened, and it was still the distance from the beginning. During the run, the captain looked back from time to time, feeling distressed, and couldn't help but scream inwardly.

The two sides were too close before, and when they found each other, they were almost right in front of each other, and they didn't have time to make a decision to hide separately.

Moreover, although it is similar to the characteristics of a strong body and clumsy and slow movement, it is almost a label for a barbarian. But that is just an ordinary barbarian. Of course, the barbarians who can be scouts will not be slow. In fact, this scout team should be glad now, because they did not encounter the professional scout troops of the Hidden Snake Tribe - the Dark Snake Guards who come and go like the wind. Otherwise, the outcome of the battle would have been decided without any suspense from the moment they met.

As for the moment, the situation is not good. The speed of chasing the barbarians is not slower than theirs. And although the other party has not been able to get closer now, it is just because the time has not come.

After a while, when their speed has to slow down, the barbarians with far more endurance than ordinary people will catch up. By then, it will be the time when their scout team will be wiped out...

Thinking of this, the resolute and decisive team leader gritted his teeth and grabbed the short blade dagger in his hand, and his speed was slightly slower.

Since you can't escape, you can only throw out the bait and cut it off, so that others can have time to find a place to hide. After all, it's better to die alone than to die here.

Just as the team leader was secretly dying, suddenly, the beautiful scout running beside him suddenly turned around and stopped, pulled out the short blade from his waist, and rushed towards the chaser: "Run--"

"No! Kevin!"

"Rookie back--"

Seeing that Kevin, the rookie who had just arrived in the team, had a dull personality and was often silent, suddenly made such a crazy move. The captain was stunned and his eyes were suddenly burst. He roared and was about to turn around to rescue him.

However, before he could turn around and complete, two scouts on the side suddenly rushed over to hold him up and dragged him backwards to continue running. "What are you doing? Let me go! I order you..."

"Shut up! Captain, do you want this rookie - Kevin to die in vain?" The scout who teased the pretty companion just now, his eyes were slightly red, and his expression was ferocious and roaring in a higher roar.

The body, which was struggling fiercely, suddenly stiffened. As if all the strength in his body was instantly extracted, the team leader was unable to spread his strength on his companion's shoulders. He was all veterans on the battlefield. Naturally, he knew what decision was the best choice at the moment. But he didn't expect that it was not the captain who made this decision, but a new recruit who had just been on the battlefield...

Disappeared in front of the mountain concave. The captain watched Kevin being hit from the front by the barbarian iron rod, vomiting blood and flying backwards like a rotten wood... He couldn't help but close his eyes, looking painful,

"grass!"

...

This scene is undoubtedly very heroic, ordinary and unusual on the battlefield, and is being staged everywhere on the front line.

If there is no accident, the survivors will be very sad after returning, and then apply for a martyr's title for Kevin and get more pensions. Or maybe, if there is more affection and righteousness, these people will find Kevin's family after retirement. If there is difficulties in the other party's family, they will definitely help...

However, if these people did not leave immediately, they would find that the facts were not what they imagined...

After vomiting blood, Kevin hit a rock plane with a bang, causing cracks and gravel to splash.

The barbarians who waved the baton did not care about him anymore, but roared in anger and continued to chase forward. They had confidence in their strength. The thin Brans who were hit hard could not survive. They were just a little angry that this man was not aware of his life and death, and it was very likely that he let several other Brans run away.

But, “Do you want to leave now?”

The faint voice, the running barbarians suddenly paused together, with confusion on their faces. Not only because the question suddenly came, but also because of the extremely authentic barbarian pronunciation.

Turning his head, the bull's eyes suddenly widened.

On the rock, the mortal soldier Bran turned over and sat up, lowered his head to tidy up the almost completely damaged leather armor on his chest, pulled it a few times, and then took off the whole piece. His whole action was very natural and casual, and he looked dying at all. He clapped his hands, looked up and smiled, "I thought it would take at least a few days to change my identity... Well, it seems that I am lucky, and I met you as soon as I came."

It is still authentic barbarian language. If you listen carefully, it also has a somewhat authentic imperial city accent.

"Who are you?" The scene in front of you was really weird. Even the simple-minded barbarian noticed something was wrong and asked vigilantly, holding the iron rod.

"Can't you tell it so obvious?" Qingxiu scout spread his hands, "Of course I'm... a ghost!"

As soon as the word "ghost" fell, the beautiful scout suddenly disappeared from the sky on the rock. Before a few barbarians could show a look of shock, one palm poked out from behind a barbarian and easily stroked his neck.

Crack—Crack—Crack—Crack—

A burst of creepy, crisp bones that could sour teeth sounded one after another. In just a moment, except for the barbarian who swung his baton to hit the beautiful scout, the other barbarian scouts simply fell to the ground and remained silent.

After pinching these terrifying barbarians with single combat capabilities to death like a chicken, they did not feel that they had done anything amazing. They touched their chins and observed the corpses of the barbarians one by one, then looked up at the surviving barbarian who had stared at the staring and mouth and looked confused. They couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh, "Oh, it's simply ugly, none of them look like humans... How do I choose this? I'm entangled..."

Needless to say, the so-called recruit Kevin is naturally the disguised Tang En.

The space magician did not lie to him. After exhausting three horses, Tang En finally arrived at the front war zone after a day and a night.

Of course, coming here is just a prelude to assassinating the mysterious barbarian commander. Not to mention where the other party is now, just how to pass this strictly controlled Bran War Zone is the primary practical issue in front of you.

You should know that with the beginning of the war, all places near the front-line war zone were military control areas. Not to mention entering, even the people living here in the towns and people who used to live here are now arranged to retreat to the rear by the Bran military, who saw that the situation is not good.

Of course, this is not a problem for Tang En. After using a little trick, with his superb hiding and sneaking skills, Tang En successfully arrived at the frontier position. Then he pretended to be a fan and took advantage of the chaotic Bran army organization because of the strong attack by the barbarians. He sneaked into the scattered soldiers who retreated.

The situation was tense, and these scattered defeated soldiers often did not return to their army immediately. Instead, they were recruited into a new team on the spot without asking for the number. With this loophole, Tang En successfully came to the front of the front line. Because he thought that this identity was just a transition, Tang En reported his identity as a scout who could sneak into the battlefield.

Good luck. Tang En thought that even if he wanted to really meet the barbarians, it would take at least a few days. However, he didn't expect that as soon as he came here, he caught up with the good times that the senior generals of the Zichen Legion seemed to be in a collective outburst. He was immediately sent to the battlefield to inquire about the movements of the barbarian army...

Then, naturally, I met these barbarian scouts now.

After a while, thinking that those good comrades just now would definitely find a way to come and restrain his 'corpse', Tang En sighed with his fate, raised his foot and kicked the corpses of the barbarians off the cliff, then narrowed his eyes and looked backwards, tremblingly searching for the surviving barbarians, showing a kind smile: "Haha, don't be nervous, I don't discriminate against you... Come, tell me what your name is, how many people are in your family? How many acres of land per capita? How many cows are in the field? Tell me, say, say..."

A moment later, the surviving barbarian just now carried a huge iron rod and walked out swaying. Of course, this is no longer the original barbarian, but Tang En who successfully copied the disguise.

If you want to inquire about the news and successfully approach the mysterious barbarian commander, the identity of the barbarian is undoubtedly the most consistent. Tang En had pretended to be a barbarian once before, and was on the front line battlefield. Now he is naturally familiar with pretending to be a good person again. The difference is that Tang En didn't understand barbarian words at that time, and almost missed it. Now he can be said to be flawless.

He walked back and forth with the barbarian steps, looked for the feeling, and said to himself, "My name is Saba...Crack, why is this name so strange... From the Blast Bear Tribe, I am seventeen years old this year...Damn, this is so well developed, have you taken hormones... There is an old lady at home, a woman, a fifth in the family, an older sister, three brothers, two younger brothers, and three younger sisters... It's so great! I can give birth, I don't know if I have a few good-children, and I'll be happy for a lifetime..."

Just as Tang En was concentrating on familiarizing himself with all the basic information of this body, he suddenly said, "Just ahead, hurry up... Don't let those damn miscellaneous pieces run away. I will twist their heads with my own hands to avenge Kevin..."

"Uh?" Tang En turned his head in shock and saw a large group of about a hundred Bran soldiers running towards him with fierce spirit. The leader was his previous good comrades, the scout team that had just escaped.

"It's true here! Brothers, chop him up-"

"No, aren't there a few more?"

"Wait...Where is Kevin's corpse?"

As soon as the two sides met, Tang En cursed in his heart. The more than a hundred Bran soldiers were obviously not from the scout camp. Obviously, his comrades occasionally bumped into each other when they returned and asked to come and avenge him. Damn, he was chased by the barbarians just now, but now he was chased by the Bran soldiers. Why did he make it so strange that he is not a human inside or outside...

Without saying a word, he dragged the iron rod backwards and ran away!

Behind him, the team leader Zhentian cried out, "Beast! You can't even let go of the corpse, you can eat it... Kill him! Kill him..."

Damn it! Tang En suddenly staggered when he heard the sound. The barbarian who had just adjusted his pace almost made a mistake and fell to the ground. How could he not follow the crowd? I have been in the Northern Wilderness. Why don’t you know that barbarians still like to eat people... Rumors kill people!

Even if it was awkward running posture, Tang En's speed was naturally not something that these Bran soldiers could catch up with. He went down to the foot of the mountain and opened the distance between the two sides.

As soon as he looked up, Tangen, who was about to run back to his original army, was stunned. On the boundless wilderness, the barbarian army and the Zichen army that had just appeared were about several miles away, just like two wild beasts that had long been disliked. They did not need to be tested at all, and slowly approached, and the battle was about to begin.

After coming back to his senses, Tang En curled his lips: "I won't thank you, old fox."

It is true that Tang En does not understand military strategies, but this does not mean that he is an idiot. The Zichen Legion's large-scale counterattack strategy is obviously abnormal, and the strength gap between the soldiers on both sides is impossible for General Zichen to see. So the situation in the present situation is that it is only possible that the Zichen Legion has received an irresistible order from the previous level, so it has made such a stupid move...

As the person involved, Tang En only thought about it for a little while and understood who this was done by Wu Ding! As for the other party's purpose, it was nothing more than to make the situation messy so that he could take advantage of the troubled waters...

I'm willing to spend a lot of money!
Chapter completed!