At night, Zhou Neng hurriedly returned to the camp with two people, found Mo Yuhan, and said, "I saw it when I was tracking, they should be the Agni Mercenary Group." ”

Mo Yuhan looked at him suspiciously, and asked, "Is it amazing?"

Zhou Neng shook his head and said, "The Flame Mercenary Regiment is just a soldier-level mercenary group, but they have a good background, and it is said that the leader of the Flame Mercenary Regiment is the son of a deputy head of the Emperor-level Mercenary Regiment Blazing Mercenary Group. ”

Mo Yuhan touched his chin, pondered for a long time, and said, "Is it the Blazing Mercenary Group, one of the three emperor-level mercenary groups?"

Zhou Neng nodded and said, "Captain, why don't we give up, after all, the Kutch Forest is so big, there must be more than a little bit of good things." Let's spend a little more time, and we can always find it. ”

Mo Yuhan shook his head and said, "Although our camp is quite safe now, we have been here for a long time, there will always be some dangers, besides, since we found something, why should we let it go to others?"

Zhou Neng hesitated: "But ......"

Mo Yuhan smiled slightly: "You're just afraid of the Blazing Mercenary Group, but between the deep mountains and old forests, if we have clean hands and feet, who knows that we did it?"

Zhou Neng looked at the smile that the corners of Mo Yuhan's mouth were slightly hooked, and suddenly he was excited, and said in his heart: "It's so ruthless!"

Mo Yuhan said: "Okay, everyone is tired too, let's take a good rest tonight, tomorrow will not be easy." Then he turned and walked into his tent.

Zhou Neng looked at his back, sighed secretly, and said to the two people who were looking at him: "What do you still see Lao Tzu doing? The innocent two were left looking at each other.

The next day, everyone got up early in the morning, Mo Yuhan couldn't help but smile when he saw that everyone was in high spirits, only Zhou Neng looked worried on the side, Mo Yuhan said: "Seeing that everyone is so excited, I must know what we are going to do later." Although we are far outnumbered by each other, they have more samurai and samurai than us, so I want you to be sure to huddle together, you are all wearing armor, as long as it is not one-on-one, even if the other party is a samurai, it will not be easy to kill you. I hope there will be no more attrition, but if you dare to escape, even if you escape to the ends of the earth, I will find you out!

"Understood!" all the soldiers replied with high fighting spirits.

Mo Yuhan nodded with satisfaction, and pointed forward with his spear: "Let's go!"

In the dense forest, everyone in the Agni Mercenary Regiment has just woken up, just as you are eating breakfast sentence by sentence, yesterday's harvest has shortened their journey to the forest for a few days to today, thinking of the gold coins that are about to be distributed, everyone is smiling, and now they are thinking about how to spend the rich reward that will be available soon. However, they didn't notice that a pair of eyes were staring at them from the tall trees not far away, and not far away, bad luck was beckoning to them.

A young man with dark red hair walked out of the tent and said, "Alright, everyone pack up, it's time to get ready to go back!"

Everyone responded, ate the breakfast in their hands in three or two bites, and walked into their tents with laughter and laughter, and packed up. Just as they were still imagining the joy of tonight in their minds, they suddenly heard a noisy sound and two screams outside, and hurriedly picked up their weapons and rushed out.

Mo Yuhan pulled the spear off the corpse and looked at the people who rushed out of the camp with murderous intent on his face. The young man with dark red hair said with a gloomy face: "What do you mean by this, Your Excellency? There is no grudge between you and me!"

Mo Yuhan casually played a gun trick and said, "You are Liao Yang, the leader of this mercenary group." ”

Liao Yang didn't know why, Mo Yuhan continued: "Your Excellency robbed some of the medicinal herbs found by my brothers, so I came to ask for it. ”

Liao Yang frowned, and said: "No one was present when we found this herb, and you came to ask for it, and you killed the brothers of our mercenary group, then there is no reason for you!"

Mo Yuhan raised his eyebrows, turned his head to look at Yang Hu, who was a little weak-hearted, rolled his eyes, and said, "This is different from what my brother said!"

Liao Yang's face turned gloomy, and he made a gesture behind his back, and said, "Then Your Excellency means that you are going to take it by force?"

Mo Yuhan tilted his head, seemed to think for a while, and said with a smile: "That's right! I'm here to grab something!"

Liao Yang snorted coldly and shouted angrily: "Go on, avenge your brother!" As he spoke, he took the lead in rushing towards Mo Yuhan.

Mo Yuhan pointed at his spear and said, "Come on, I don't need to live my mouth." The people who had been waiting for a long time suddenly rushed towards the Flame Mercenary Group like wolves.

Liao Yang looked at Mo Yuhan, who was obviously more numerous than himself, his face changed, and he turned his head and shouted at a strong man with scars on his face: "Uncle Gang, go help them!"

Mo Yuhan snorted coldly, and threw out the spear in his hand, stopping Uncle Gang from rushing back, he didn't want this martial artist to kill among his own people, and he dodged, cutting off the way they wanted to save him, and said, "Your opponent is me." ”

Uncle Gang said with a fierce face: "Just because you don't have a milk doll that has grown all the hair, you still want to hit two and two! Eat me a punch!"

The corners of Mo Yuhan's mouth were raised, his left hand turned into a palm, he caught Uncle Gang's punch, and his right hand pulled out his spear and stabbed at Liao Yang, who wanted to defend himself.

Liao Yang didn't expect Mo Yuhan to be able to stop himself in the case of receiving Uncle Gang's blow, and almost let the spear pierce his chest directly, a donkey rolled and could dodge, and when he looked up, he saw that Mo Yuhan's face was obviously so obvious that he couldn't be obvious ridicule, and he was annoyed in his heart, and said angrily: "Uncle Gang, you and I will solve this son quickly!" said and attacked Mo Yuhan.

The corners of Mo Yuhan's mouth were raised, two steps back, a little distance from the two, sideways dodged Liao Yang's sword, the spear in his right hand swept away, and unceremoniously swung on his chest, Liao Yang snorted, and took a few steps before he could stop, and Uncle Gang on the side waved his fists full of strength to Mo Yuhan, Mo Yuhan's right leg kicked high, and when he touched it, both of them took a few steps back.

Mo Yuhan chuckled: "But that's it!"

Liao Yang was furious, the spiritual power in his body poured into the long sword, and he slashed at Mo Yuhan without spare strength, and Uncle Gang also closed his fist into a palm, and the spiritual power surged, blasting out a golden palm print.

"Sun Sword!"

"Golden Mountain Seal!"

Mo Yuhan's face was slightly solemn, and he shouted in a low voice: "Blood River, Thousand Armies Broken!"