Leading the team and walking in the dense forest, Situ Hongguang felt a little uneasy and vaguely felt that something big was about to happen.
"How long have we been in the forest?" Frowning, Situ Hongguang asked.
The deputy general beside him quickly replied, "Nearly ten days."
When Situ Hongguang heard this, his brows furrowed even more tightly.
Ten days...
I dragged myself in this forest for ten days, but got no results...
He always felt like he was walking in a swamp. The further he walked, the deeper he sank until he could not escape.
Suddenly, a harsh bird song came from the front, and Situ Hongguang looked up.
I saw the deep forest ahead, like a giant beast, opening its bloody mouth, waiting for them to fall into a trap!
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Zhanjing, the Yamen of the Ministry of War, side hall.
Next to a sand stage, stood a dozen high-ranking officials and nobles in purple robes.
The Prime Minister of Wu, the Marquis of Dingjun, the Minister of the Ministry of War, the Minister of the Ministry of War... are all among them.
There are several young men, dressed in scarlet robes, using special forks to push the infantry model on the sand stage.
One of them sighed and said, "Ten games in a row, no matter how you deduce it, there is no chance of winning!"
When everyone heard this, their faces darkened.
They are simulating the situation in southern Xinjiang and want to see how to arrange it to break the situation.
But after gathering everyone's strategies, repeated deductions and calculations, they could not think of any way to break the situation, which made their hearts sink!
The southern Xinjiang battle report has not been returned for several days. Zhu Yuankui's reason is that three of the five teams have lost contact, and the other two either have no results or suffered heavy casualties.
Coupled with the current deduction results, everyone feels that these five teams... are probably more likely to be in danger than in danger!
Is it true that we can only increase troops or withdraw them?
While everyone was thinking this way, someone suddenly said, "If you want to win, you have to capture the thief first and capture the king first!"
Others shook their heads and said, "The dense forest is deep and the barbarians are good at hiding. However, we don't have many troops. Finding their leader is as difficult as climbing to the sky!"
On the side, Wu Xiang stood motionless, his brows slightly furrowed.
Everyone does not know that more than fifty years ago, the former Yingguo Gong Xuan Tonghe also considered a way to capture the king, but failed to do so.
Because every move of Linzhan's soldiers was under the surveillance of the barbarians, and they could not get any closer.
If you want to succeed, only God will help you!
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Southern Xinjiang, deep in the dense forest.
Under a huge tree, several people stopped and talked.
One of them is the extremely majestic barbarian leader, Chi Na.
There were several people standing behind him holding scimitars, serving as guards.
Opposite the barbarian leader, an old man in sackcloth stood, his face full of joy, and he said joyfully, "Your Majesty, both battles are victories! In one place, more than 4,000 enemies were killed, and in the other place, more than 3,000 enemies were killed, and they were also captured.
The leader of the enemy is Deng Xuan!"
After hearing this, the barbarian leader high-fived his hands and laughed happily, "That's right! I am the son of God Tian Teng. If these foolish guys actually go against me, then send them to see God Tian Teng!" p>
The more he thought about it, the happier he became, and the barbarian leader shouted loudly, "Bring me the meat!"
Whenever he is happy, he wants to be happy or eat.
Now that we have just finished having fun, let’s eat some meat.
A tall and tall barbarian servant wearing animal skins brought a plate of meat and placed it in front of the barbarian leader.
The barbarian leader immediately sat down, grabbed the venison with both hands, and started to eat it.
Seeing the barbarian leader gobbling up the food, the old man in sackcloth continued, "The men have already started to arrange the other two places, and we can get started later!"
He believed that good news would come from these two places, and the soldiers in Linzhan would never escape from their grasp.
The barbarian leader was a little surprised, raised his head and asked, "Where is the fifth place?"
The old man in sackcloth frowned, this fifth team was a little weird.
"The fifth enemy army, which is the team that killed four hundred men of our clan, has been at the same place for two days." The old man in sackcloth frowned and replied.
As a result, the traps they laid ahead were never used.
The barbarian king stopped eating, sneered, and said disdainfully, "So what if you stay where you are? Once I have dealt with the other two enemy armies, I will attack this team with all my strength. Eighteen thousand men cannot swallow this mere five."
Thousands of people?"
"This army has killed so many men of our clan, I, the king, will chop them into pieces!" the barbarian king said coldly.
Hearing the words, the old man in sackcloth nodded his head repeatedly and responded loudly, "If they go against the king, they are looking for death!"
Once you enter the dense forest, no one can deal with the Tianteng tribe!
Those teams are still dreaming about capturing the king!
Even the God of War, Laoshi Ziwei, couldn't do it, and these young generals didn't even look at how much they weighed... Just as the old man in sackcloth was thinking this, the barbarian servants standing aside suddenly came forward.
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He walked up to the barbarian leader, put his hand on his shoulder, and said calmly, "Okay, don't eat. You should have had enough of this decapitation meal."
The sudden sound of Central Plains Mandarin shocked several barbarians into stunned silence!
The old man in sackcloth on the side naturally understood this sentence, and his expression suddenly changed drastically!
He just laughed at the people who came to see him, thinking that they would not be able to find this place... Then who is this person?
"Who are you?" the old man in sackcloth asked urgently, using the Mandarin of Cangyuan Continent.
The barbarian servant looked calm, glanced at him, and responded calmly, "General Linzhan, Qin Yi."
The old man in sackcloth suddenly trembled and took a step back in fright!
He knew that the enemy leader who killed four hundred barbarians in a row was named Qin Yi!
The barbarian leader couldn't understand Qin Yi's words. He kept being pressed on the shoulders. He felt insulted and became furious. He stood up suddenly like a giant bear, waved his hands and slapped Qin Yi on the head.
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The huge palm like a cattail fan whipped up strong wind and blew hard on Qin Yi's face!
Just when Qin Yi's head was about to be beaten to pieces by the giant palm, Qin Yi suddenly moved.
He didn't dodge or dodge, just a punch, so fast that it almost brought out the phantom, and hit the barbarian leader's abdomen hard, denting it deeply!
Huge pain hit, the barbarian leader's hands trembled, and his swing failed. His whole face turned the color of pig liver, his eyes widened, his mouth opened to the limit, and his saliva and gastric juices couldn't help but overflow!
After hitting the target, Qin Yi did not stop, and then kicked out hard on the left knee of the barbarian leader. With a click, the opponent's leg bone broke instantly and twisted in reverse!
He disguised himself and entered the enemy camp in person, just to capture the barbarian leader and ensure that the other party could not escape.
Therefore, the opponent’s ability to move must be abolished!
The old man in sackcloth and several barbarians were suddenly frightened and rushed forward. However, they were worried that Qin Yi would continue to hurt the leader, so they could only shout in fright and anger, "Little boy, let the king go quickly, or I will kill you."
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"If you dare to hurt the king, I will stab you to death!"
"Let the king go quickly!"
In Qin Yi's ears, the roars of many barbarians were like a strange squeaking sound, which was completely incomprehensible.
The old man in sackcloth yelled angrily, "There are three thousand members of my clan here, and you are alone. You can't escape at all. Let the king go quickly, and I can give you a happy life!"
Pressing the barbarian leader, Qin Yi smiled lightly and said, "Who told you that I am alone?"
He looked up at the sky and found that it was almost time. Qin Yi raised the corner of his mouth and said slowly, "Three."
Hearing this word, the old man in sackcloth was stunned and didn't know what it meant.
"Two." Qin Yi continued.
The barbarian camp was alarmed, and many barbarians roared and rushed towards this direction.
"One."
As soon as Qin Yi finished speaking, a terrifying roar suddenly erupted not far away, "Kill the barbarians and defend the glory of our country!"
"Kill the barbarians and defend the glory of our dynasty!"
"Kill!"
The roars of the soldiers in Linzhan resounded through the dense forest!
