Chapter 606: Kill in secret

When entering the battle, an invisible pressure enveloped the legion, and the team's advancement speed suddenly doubled, and all soldiers were tight as if they were facing a great enemy. This state would consume a lot of energy, but it could also help soldiers integrate into the battlefield as soon as possible and adapt to the atmosphere in the battlefield. Therefore, the commanders at all levels did not block this.

On the battlefield, you must always be cautious, otherwise you may lose your life in the next moment.

Twenty ten-person scouts cruising around the team, surveillance and rapid detection of situations within a radius of thousands of miles to ensure that they will not be suddenly attacked by the enemy.

The communication officer would pass on the news with the Central Army's bloodthirsty war general every half hour, and exchange news between the left and right fronts every hour. The hundred thousand soldiers were like a giant beast ready to go and could suddenly start to hurt people at any time. They moved slowly on the bloody earth, with the general trend being restrained, but even more depressing and violent.

The bloody ground, the dark red sky, the desolate and silent, the entire battle land was endless for countless years, and the number of soldiers could not be calculated. The strong evil spirits filled the space. Those who are not mentally strong will definitely be attacked by evil spirits, and their combat power will be greatly reduced.

Fortunately, all the soldiers of the Nylon Tribe had strong combat power and stable minds, so they would not be disturbed by evil spirits.

This is why only the strongest legions of tribes from all sides enter the battle. If ordinary local legions enter, no matter how many they are, they cannot form effective combat power. Naturally, it is better to retreat to the second line of defense. Once the front line battle fails, it can defend and resist other tribes taking advantage of the situation to attack or respond to the front line of troops retreat.

Xiao Chen stood in front, and the hundred soldiers around him stood silently. All the aura in his body reached the peak of the Blood Spirit, only one step away from the Blood King. Moreover, from the strong evil spirit senses from the outside, they must be the most elite soldiers in the legion.

This is the guard team, commanding a hundred people, five hundred deputy commanders, and a thousand commanders.

The members of the guard team were trained by the Nylon Legion, who were the strongest and most loyal soldiers. They were all strong and fearless of death. Their mission on the battlefield was to follow the adults closely and protect their safety at all costs.

After all, the general is the soul of the entire legion. Once he dies, it will cause irreversible major losses, and even reduce the combat effectiveness of the entire legion by several levels. Therefore, all tribes on the battlefield have strictly protected the senior officers to avoid accidents.

Zuo Feng opened the way and slowly pushed into the depths of the battlefield. Xiao Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at the bloody sky. A thought suddenly arose in his heart: the battle will begin soon.

The battle came suddenly without warning.

Ah Qian wiped the blood on his face. He just now inserted his spike into the chest of a scout in the Black Mountain Tribe. Looking at the shock and unwillingness in his eyes before his death, he smiled silently. It turned out that the bastards of the Black Mountain Tribe also had the same blood as him.

This was the third scout of the Black Mountain Tribe who died at his hands. Ah Kuan's eyes were a little astringent, and he didn't know if his father had seen it. His son was already slowly helping him to avenge him.

Aqin muttered a few words in a low voice, quickly disposing of the dead scout of the Heishan Tribe, with skillful and neat movements, leaving no clues.

The breeze blew, and soon all the bloody smell that drifted here was blown away.

He waved his hand and signaled the scout team to continue moving forward. Until now, this was the third wave of scouts of the Heishan tribe they encountered, and all of them ended with a complete victory and kill.

It seems that it is not far from the enemy.

Ah Kuang cat was on his body, and his figure turned into a phantom, sneaking at an extremely fast speed.

There are still many puppies from the Black Mountain tribe waiting for him to kill. How can they be lazy? Ah Ku smiled silently.

But at this moment, a bright sword light suddenly appeared in the void without any signs, and he rushed straight to Ah Kuan's neck and wiped it away. With his very skillful technique, the dagger did not tremble at all. Even during the battle, the breath in his body was still converging and not leaking at all.

Expert!

Aqian's heart did not feel terror, but instead his body trembled slightly due to excitement. He twisted his neck flexibly, and escaped from the deadly dagger by a slight difference. He held the spike in his hand and stabbed the attacker fiercely in the chest.

As scouts, their environment is extremely dangerous and they may encounter enemies at any time and fall into life and death. Therefore, they pursue simple, straightforward and ruthless battles, kill the enemy in the shortest time, and then leave.

This is the scout.

Therefore, Ah Qian's spike was covered with the poison specially equipped by the legion. Even the Blood King's powerful man was cut into pieces and he was tragically dying. However, the puppy of the Black Mountain Tribe should have been wiped with poison, right? Ah Qian pursed his lips, his eyes were full of caution. He had not yet followed the commander to kill enough enemies, so he could not die yet.

When the two fight, as long as a small wound is left on the other party, it will be fatal.

In the narrow space, Ah Qian fought closely with the scout leader of the Black Mountain Tribe, his movements were outrageously flexible. The dagger and the spike kept colliding at a small angle, wandering around the enemy's body, but no one could do anything to his opponent.

Bang!

The weapons were regretful, and the two figures retreated out at the same time, setting a distance of three feet apart. They all saw that they were afraid and cautious in their hearts when they looked at each other.

When you meet the opponent, you will be evenly matched.

No one can gain any advantage from the two since they fought. Such an enemy is difficult to deal with and terrible. A small mistake may cause his name to be lost.

Bang!

Plop!

A subtle but dense low voice came from the surrounding area. It was obvious that the subordinates of both sides had fought together, but at this moment, whether it was A Qian or the difficult scout leader of the Black Mountain Tribe in front of them, they no longer had the heart to pay attention to these things.

In this situation, any distraction is seeking death.

The two of them stared at each other closely, and then suddenly took action without warning. The movements were fierce, the eyes were cold and there was no temperature at all, and the final battle began in a small range. The two were equally powerful. If they were to test and fight, they would not be able to decide the outcome for a long time. But they were scouts and they must not be trapped in a long battle.

Therefore, the two of them chose the most cruel way to fight to the death without hesitation, and the battle would not end until one side fell down.

Bang!

The spike blocked the dagger's kill and suddenly pulled down and passed by. A slight wound appeared on the face of the scout leader of the Black Mountain Tribe. Although it was only a tiny wound, it was enough. The strong mandala toxin instantly merged into it, destroying his soul's body at the same time.

Ah Jun gasped and watched the enemy whose body quickly turned black, without any joy in his eyes.

A moment later, the scouts gathered, and all the enemy scouts had been killed, but four out of ten people were buried here forever.

Their 10-man team has not suffered any casualties for a long time.

A Qian's eyes were firm, and he suppressed the trace of sadness in his eyes. He said coldly: "Bo Shi immediately rushed back to Zuo Feng and reported to the commander to the situation we encountered, and Shen sent more scouts."

Such a dense number of scouts means that they are not far from the army of the Black Mountain Tribe. If the scouts cannot accurately bring back the news, the army may meet the other party at any time. Therefore, even if A Qian and others are tired, they must not retreat.

Wandering between life and death, ensuring the safety of the troops is the scout's mission.
Chapter completed!