However, to everyone's surprise, the horse thieves did not attack while the camp was panicking, but still kept running back and forth on the periphery, showing off in a big way.

Food and grass are the most important thing, so the cavalry team did not dare to rush forward to pursue, so they could only arrange a defensive line and wait for the horse thieves to attack.

The two sides remained at a stalemate until the night.

The nights in the steppe are cold.

The cavalry made a large bonfire, and everyone sat around it, and the light of the fire shone on everyone's faces, and they had different looks.

The farmer in charge of the carriage was nervous and was always looking around, fearing that the horse thieves would take advantage of the night to attack.

The soldiers of the cavalry looked solemn, and the tragic death of their comrades made them angry, but the lack of strength made them helpless.

The girls of Dingjian Pavilion looked relatively indifferent, they also hated horse thieves, but they had a faint sense of expectation.

The first time I went on a mission, I encountered such an exciting thing, and the young pavilion master was right, the flowers in the greenhouse are not large, and they can only thrive after going through wind and rain.

No matter how strong the horse thieves are, they are just a rabble, and if they dare to come, they will definitely want them to look good.

As for Zhou Fei, he was already asleep.

The protector god will be on the side, unless it is a barbarian who comes in person, no one can hurt Zhou Fei.

Soon, the girls of Dingjian Pavilion were a little unable to bear it, and they returned to sleep in the tents one after another, and the task of keeping vigil was handed over to the cavalry team.

In the middle of the night, Zhou Fei was suddenly woken up by a sharp hissing.

He rubbed his eyes and sat up, and saw a green robe floating back from outside the camp, not touching the ground, and the clothes were fluttering.

Zhou Fei raised his hand and wanted to say hello to her, but the other party ignored him and went back to the tent directly.

Zhou Fei cut and lay back again.

"Light skill is good, it's a bit fluttering, why didn't you copy this martial art just now?" Zhou Fei yawned and muttered, "You must copy it next time, light skill is a man's romance." ”

When they woke up the next day, they noticed that the corpses of horse thieves were lying in the distance, all of which had been pierced through the throat by a sword, and the technique was crisp and neat.

The neighing sound of last night was heard by many, compared to the dead horse thieves.

Hit hard, these horse thieves are not as arrogant as yesterday, but they still did not give up the plan of this grain transport team, and still followed far behind.

A few days later, it was still the same.

The horse thieves worked in groups of five and took turns to track them, constantly putting psychological pressure on the grain transport team.

While a horse thief dies every night, a new one is added the next day.

There are a huge number of horse thieves, and the origin is definitely not simple.

And looking at the way they track, it has a bit of an army.

Horse thieves are generally rabble, and there is no discipline at all.

But this horse thief can do the ban, it is really suspicious.

And Ling Zhaoyan, who went out to kill thieves every night, couldn't bear it after all.

In the early hours of that night, Ling Zhaoyan walked out of the tent and prepared to continue to the horse thief camp to kill people.

As soon as she walked out of the tent, out of the corner of her eye, she saw Zhou Fei roasting around the bonfire.

In the past, Zhou Fei slept like a dead pig, but today he didn't fall asleep, which is a little strange.

However, Ling Zhaoyan was not a curious person, so he didn't come forward to ask.

"Are you going to keep killing like this?" Zhou Fei threw a handful of firewood into the bonfire: "Do you think that horse thieves are getting harder and harder to kill? In the past, only one sword was needed, but now there are many swords?"

Ling Zhaoyan paused: "How do you know?"

"You're getting back to camp late, and you're getting heavier and heavier. This proves that you are consuming more and more aura, and when you came back yesterday, your aura was out of order. This indicates that there is a master among the horse thieves, who has come to deal with you specifically. Zhou Fei said.

Ling Zhaoyan bit his lower lip, his face turned a little pale.

Zhou Fei was right.

She already felt a little overwhelmed.

When I first started killing horse thieves, it was really not difficult at all.

But after a few days of killing, the horse thief became more and more wary of her, and it became more and more difficult to take the horse thief away easily.

This is especially true these days, there are several strong people among the horse thieves, and it is very troublesome to deal with.

This is also the reason why the number of horse thieves has not decreased for several days in a row.

Can't be killed.

If it was just that he couldn't kill him, he could still accept it, and Ling Zhaoyan almost didn't get out of it several times.

But Ling Zhaoyan knew very well that she couldn't stop.

Going out every night to kill horse thieves has become the psychological support of everyone in the camp, and if you don't hear the sound of fighting from the horse thief camp that night, the atmosphere of the camp will completely collapse.

Once the hearts of the people are broken, the opportunity for horse thieves will come.

"Even if your sword skills come from Sword Saint Ye Xin, your realm is average, and you can't display the true power of your sword skills. If you have the Seven Star Realm, you may be able to cast a sword formation, but it's a pity that it's almost there. Continuing to kill like this will only make you more and more tired and will not help the whole situation in any way. Zhou Fei said lightly.

Ling Zhaoyan was silent for a moment: "Then what should I do?"

Zhou Fei said with a smile: "Give back to the other in the way of the other." ”

Ling Zhaoyan said, "What's the explanation?"

Zhou Fei patted the sand on his trouser leg and stood up, and said, "First of all, we have to make sure of one thing, what are these horse thieves coming for?"

Ling Zhaoyan frowned: "Naturally, it's grain and grass, otherwise what else can there be?"

Zhou Fei said: "Not necessarily, if it was for food and grass, they would have done it a long time ago." However, they have been following since we entered the grassland, and have never taken the initiative to attack. ”

Ling Zhaoyan muttered, "It's not for food and grass, then for what?"

Zhou Fei said: "The horse thieves are all for profit. Grain and grass are of no interest to them. Therefore, the source of their interests must be given by the main messenger behind the scenes. In order to defeat them, these horse thieves must be made aware that the price they pay far outweighs the benefits they gain. ”

Ling Zhaoyan had an expression that seemed to understand but didn't understand, but it was a little less cold and a little more cute.

"Our grain and grass are given to King Jinzuo in Louyang City, and if it is less than a day, King Jinzuo will be in more danger. As long as he can hold us back, then King Jinzuo will definitely die without a fight, this is one of them. Second, when we were in the camp, Ding Sword Pavilion once offended Heng Zongdao, that Qiu Qiaozhen was a middle-aged woman with a very small heart, if we didn't deliver the grain and grass on time, it would be a big crime, and even if the Sword Saint came forward, I am afraid it would be difficult to protect you. ”

Ling Zhaoyan was shocked when he said this.

Because if Zhou Fei's analysis is correct, then the ultimate goal of the whole thing is actually to go to Master Ye Xin.

After the collapse of the Dingjian Pavilion, there was no first-class academy in the Yan Kingdom.

Without the support of the younger generation, the future of Yanguo is bleak!