Seeing the massacre in the camp ahead, several people pulled the reins one after another and stopped in place.
Cheng Lin squinted his eyes and felt something in his heart. In his perception, the light in the center of the camp was almost connected into a piece. This meant that there were at least dozens of strong people here, and judging from the brightness of the light, almost all of them were mid-level.
monk.
What surprised him the most was the ray of light that shone particularly brightly, like a flame, beating constantly. Just looking at it made his heart feel a little burning.
"What's wrong?" Feng Zheng, who was leading the way, saw that the camp was approaching, and he wanted to put on his wings and fly over, but when he saw the three "immortals" stopped, he did not dare to leave rashly, so he could only ask carefully.
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Song Jun turned around, with a pair of willow-leaf eyebrows, and her eyes were a little colder. Considering the language barrier, she didn't speak.
Feng Zheng's heart skipped a beat immediately, thinking that the other party had seen through his thoughts. Even though he knew that he didn't understand the language, he still waved his hands in fear and explained:
"Young general, I have no intention of deceiving the immortal. This is indeed the main road to the royal capital. However, our Qingzhou Army is also marching to the royal capital, so...that's why...my king has always admired the masters of Huawai. Even our military advisors are practicing
The middle man..."
Song Jun couldn't understand, but Cheng Lin understood clearly.
Obviously, this camp is the main force of the so-called Qingzhou Army, and the rebellious prince should be here. Cheng Lin is not very interested in this, but the military advisor is also a monk? Hmm...could he be a Qi practitioner from the Age of Dharma End?
Cheng Lin couldn't help but feel curious as he thought about it.
Looking at the two people, he spoke carefully and said carefully: "I vaguely feel that there are strong spiritual energy fluctuations in front of me, and there may be practitioners in front."
Song Jun nodded and said seriously: "There are indeed, and there are many of them. I can feel that they are probably people from Earth. Of course, I can't say for sure. What should I do? How about I go and find out first?"
Out of caution, they didn't dare to enter rashly. If they crashed into the headquarters of the 13th Federal District, wouldn't it be a thousand-mile loss?
Cheng Lin was about to say that he would explore the way, but suddenly, he saw a "brilliance" bursting out of the camp and speeding towards this side. Cheng Lin's heart jumped and he knew that the other party had discovered three people, who were probably perception monks.
, hurriedly closed his hazy eyes, looked carefully, and saw that the spiritual sword had been summoned in his hand.
However, the next second, he saw a jet-black "armor" running out of the camp!
The other party ran over and was stunned. Immediately, the alloy mask opened automatically, revealing a young and surprised face:
"Song Jun? What's wrong? Why are you here?!"
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The person who came was obviously from the First Division. Cheng Lin was astonished and couldn't help but sigh that this was really luck. However, thinking about it carefully, it was not entirely due to luck.
The Qingzhou army barracks are stretched like mountains. There are probably hundreds of thousands of soldiers stationed in this wilderness. From the sky, they can be seen clearly... It is not much different from the size of the city. I think I also observed the movement here and chose this place.
as a landing point.
After both parties confirmed their identities, everyone was immediately led into the military camp.
Song Jun and He Shu both looked happy, not expecting it to go so smoothly.
"After all the hardships come blessings, we were so unlucky before, this is a good thing!" He Shu smiled brightly.
Feng Zheng had also been recognized, causing a commotion. At this time, the defeated general couldn't bear it anymore and ran towards the Chinese army camp, obviously anxious to convey the news.
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Cheng Lin and the others were not in a hurry at this time. They inquired with the member of the First Division and roughly understood the situation in the outside world. When they heard that the Federation Lancelot was promoted to the eighth rank and began to compete with the Xia Kingdom on a global scale.
, all with a condensed expression.
"Okay, Lieutenant Li and the others are having a meeting in the Central Army. It's not easy to disturb this meeting. You guys wait here for a moment and I'll inform everyone."
"good."
While nodding, the team members of that division left first.
The remaining three looked at each other in shock.
"We have only been trapped for a week, and the situation outside has actually changed." Song Jun sounded a little sad.
Cheng Lin smiled: "Looking at the bright side, not only did we escape death, but we also increased our own power."
"That's right." Song Jun also laughed after hearing this, and the gloom that had been shrouding her brows for the past few days suddenly dissipated.
While they were talking, Cheng Lin and the other three suddenly looked around and saw several people rushing out of the camp again, including some new faces and some familiar faces. The leader was Xing Hong, the leader of the first division, and he was also here this time.
, but Liang Jing was nowhere to be seen.
What surprised Cheng Lin was that he actually saw Huang Yin.
"Huang Yin, why are you here?" Cheng Lin was obviously stunned for a moment.
Immediately, Huang Yin was seen running over with long legs, came to him, looked up and down carefully, and suddenly reached out and pinched his arm, making Cheng Lin grin in pain:
"Are you crazy?"
Huang Yin chuckled and took off her glasses suddenly, her face full of joy:
"Why... why are you back?"
Cheng Lin was helpless: "Why are your words so unpleasant...and why do my eyes look a little red when I look at you..."
Huang Yin glared at him and looked around awkwardly, but saw that the people from the First Division had surrounded the two people and did not look at this side. She quickly dragged Cheng Lin to the other side, and then whispered:
"Stop talking nonsense, what is going on? You have been missing for more than a week! If you don't come back, I won't be able to suppress the news!"
Cheng Lin didn't know why, but his heart suddenly felt warm. He immediately recounted what happened, but Huang Yin was shocked and angry at the same time.
"So, Bernard attacked your ship, and then you went to a desert island for a week?"
Cheng Lin nodded.
Immediately, regardless of the ups and downs of emotions in Huang Yin's heart, she hurriedly asked: "Stop talking about me, what's going on with you? I mean, how come you got mixed up with these natives?"
"Mixing? This is not mixing, but win-win cooperation." Suddenly, Xing Hong came over and said with a smile on his face.
"Win-win cooperation?" Cheng Lin looked around at the ancient-looking camps and warriors and felt that this word was very discordant.
Then, Xing Hong briefly described what happened.
It was also very simple. Tris landed nearby, and then wanted to find a native to understand the situation. Because there were several translators in the team, the communication barrier was much smaller.
Soon, the people from Special Division figured out the situation and had a long talk with the King of Qingzhou to confirm cooperation.
"This world should still be in the early stage of the recovery of spiritual energy. There are some practitioners, but they are all weak, but it cannot be said to be without value. Just like when the earth recovered, many spiritual lands appeared, this world also has a similar situation, and this
The world is too big, and we don’t have much time. If these hundred or ten people go to collect it, the gain will outweigh the loss, so we simply made an agreement with the King of Qingzhou, and we will help him fight, and he will send troops to help us find the materials we need."
Xing Hong said calmly.
Is this still possible?
Cheng Lin was quite surprised, what is this? Asking for foreign aid?
But when I think about it more carefully, I can't help but be amazed by this idea.
It does sound like a pretty good plan.
As for using force to threaten these natives, although it is theoretically possible, the operation is too difficult. Just effectively controlling these hundreds of thousands of people is surprisingly difficult.
"Okay, you have really suffered these days. Hurry up and take a rest in the camp. There are many people from the Federation coming in this time, including Poseidon Bernard. If you want to take revenge, you must take good care of yourself." mentioned.
Bernard, Xing Hong's tone became colder and he said.
Everyone immediately walked towards the Chinese army camp.
The camp was huge, and there were armored soldiers guarding it outside, but they lowered their heads and did not dare to look at them at all.
Opening the curtain, the warmth and the sound of conversation in the camp rushed towards my face, making me feel a little nervous unconsciously.
Cheng Lin also took the opportunity to look around and saw two rows of long tables in the tent, with the people from the Special Division sitting there.
In the middle, there is a map on a table. Two natives are talking about something, with a translator beside them. As for the remaining man, he has taken off his armor and is wearing a Tris uniform. The details of the cuff pattern show that he has a high position.
Next to him was a pitch black helmet.
He looks less than thirty years old, his hair is a little long, but not messy, and his facial features are harmonious, and he can even be said to be handsome, but his face is too fair and he doesn't look so tough.
Probably feeling someone coming in, he glanced at the door of the tent. Cheng Lin was surprised to find that his pupils were dancing with dark red, like fiery red incense heads.
Liyang.
The name suddenly came to Cheng Lin's mind.
If nothing else goes wrong, this person is the strongest person sent by Special Forces this time, the "West Station Guardian Envoy" ranked fourth in the world.
Recalling the previous observations with hazy eyes, Cheng Lin guessed that Li Yang was most likely majoring in the fire element. Of course, as far as he knew, the higher the level of monks, in addition to their major, they often have other minor abilities, such as
Song Jun obviously had a minor in perception ability, but it was a pity that this could not be observed.
Li Yang glanced at them and looked away again. Cheng Lin looked at the two natives without saying anything.
One of them, a middle-aged man in his thirties who was wearing soft armor, looked majestic and had a certain nobility. He was probably the so-called "King of Qingzhou".
The other one is dressed like a Taoist. He is about fifty or sixty years old, has gray temples, is thin, and has bright eyes, which makes the gray Taoist robe look particularly loose.
The old Taoist's hair was fixed with a pure black wooden hairpin. At this moment, he also looked over and smiled at the three of them, his expression was quite respectful.
"Hey, could this be a cultivator from this planet?" He Shu whispered softly when he saw this person.
Cheng Lin nodded, thinking that this was probably the military advisor Feng Zheng mentioned.
It seems that the cultivation level is indeed very weak, I am afraid that it is only in the second level, and I don't know if it is in the third level.
However, Cheng Lin felt that he was able to achieve a second-level cultivation level in the Age of Ending Law, which was considered to be an amazingly talented person.
The three of them didn't say much, and nodded to other people from the special department. Then they found an empty seat and sat down. As soon as they sat down, Cheng Lin heard Sun Xiaohan, who was acting as the translator, speak:
"Since the heavy cavalry of the dynasty has gone to Hanoi Prefecture, the front must be empty. If it is convenient for you, the Qingzhou Army, we plan to set off overnight and move forward to attack Sishui Pass."
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Yang nodded: "Tell them, it's okay."