"Lord Wang, there is a group of dead soldiers of unknown origin in the rear!"

Zhongluo's thoughts were pulled back by the spies' report. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Sure enough, Yelu Mingxiu was really mad.

This is no longer to put the royal family in his eyes, but also to put his clock to death.

Not to be overly dismissed, the team is already in disarray.

Dozens of black-clad and masked dead men had already arrived.

Three hundred royal feather forest soldiers and dozens of dead soldiers engaged in a desperate struggle.

From the selection of soldiers to the training, the royal Yulin Army is superior in all aspects, but in front of this group of dead soldiers who do not want to die, they still obviously suffer losses.

In less than a few rounds, the three hundred feathers of the forest army had already lost nearly one-third.

The scene is intense and pathetic.

The moment the big knife slashed at the major artery, the blood rushed to the sky, and life was no longer fragile at this time.

Zhong Luo's face was also covered with blood.

The fighting power of the dead is not comparable to flesh and blood.

In addition to wielding the royal power, the high-ranking ministers would privately train their own dead soldiers. It can be used as a guard, or for other purposes.

For example, killing.

Another example is rebellion.

About half of the three hundred Royal Feather Grove Army had fallen.

Zhong Luo has resisted desperately.

The heart is as anxious as fire.

He had clearly informed his father before leaving. Let the Zhong family's guards secretly follow the team to prevent changes in the middle.

Why?

Why is there no one coming?

There is already a river of blood in the ground.

"Ash!"

Yu Linjun, who was called Xiao Zhi, forcibly blocked a knife in front of Zhong Luo, smiled reluctantly, and lost his breath.

He was a lively and laughing person, and he had just gotten acquainted with Zhong Luo along the way.

The people who were carefully selected to bring out the palace full of vigor have all become dead souls under the knife at this moment.

The murderous aura on Zhong Luo's face became heavier and heavier.

The sword in his hand swept like crazy.

There are only a few dozen people left around.

Almost all of them are stepping on the corpses of the people and fighting forward.

The sword flickered with cold light.

The sword light is ghostly.

At the tip of the sword, drops of viscous bright red were settled.

The remaining dozens of people were also seriously injured and in disarray.

There are still three dead soldiers left, but each one is still extremely strong.

Zhong Luo's eyes were on fire, and he was about to fight them to the death.

Suddenly, the sword roared in the distance.

Dozens of Zhong Jiajun in red armor arrived.

Together with the remaining dozens of Yulin soldiers, the lives of the three dead soldiers were solved.

Two were killed by siege.

In the end, the one who bit the poison between his teeth and ended his life.

The leader knelt down and bowed his head to salute when he saw Zhong Luo: "The little escort is late, the king of the county forgives the sin!"

"Why are you here now?"

"That's more than 200 lives!"

The anger in his eyes was about to erupt.

"The king of the county didn't know anything, we rushed to the scene after hearing the master's dispatch, but we also encountered the same group of dead soldiers on the way, and it was obvious that someone was deliberately following them. ”

Jelu Mingxiu!

Jelu Mingxiu!

"To go to Yancheng, we have to rush to Yancheng overnight. Let's go!"

"Yes!"

The remaining mixed team, which totaled less than a hundred, chanted in unison.

Nothing stirs up the fighting spirit of a group of warriors more than anger;

There's nothing like the pain of the skin.

Zhong Luo was full of hatred and galloped wildly.

The team traveled for a day and a night, and it was only the next night that they arrived at Yancheng.

Zhong Luo went to Guo Huaiyi alone, asked all the ins and outs, and led a group of people to the wood yard.

"The others lay in ambush in the surrounding woods and do not move. This column, follow me in!"

Zhong Luo took a dozen of his right-hand men to the door of the timber yard.

was stopped by Nie Huan with the hilt of his sword: "What are you doing!"

Zhong Luo showed a token indicating his identity: "Zhong Luo, the king of the small county, came to investigate the wood fraud in this timber yard on the order of the queen of the dynasty!"

Nie Huan was suspicious, and slowly replied: "The royal wood sent out from the forest farm has been strictly screened through several layers, and it is absolutely impossible to say that there is no fake wood. ”

Nie Protector didn't notice that the warrior beside him was missing one at the moment.

"Do you want to disobey the emperor?"

Zhong Luo looked coldly, and said that he was going to lead someone to break in.

"Wait! This forest farm is a place for the royal family to offer wood. Even if the prince wants to go in and investigate. Let me wait until I inform the lord first. There was no compromise in his tone.

Zhong Luo's eyes stared at Nie Huan fiercely, and the sword in his hand was slowly pulled out of its half-sheath.

"What if this king is going to enter now?"

Nie Huan is also not a vegetarian, and his eyes are ruthless: "Then don't blame the little ones for being rude." ”

Now you have to do it.

"Stop!"

Everyone heard the sound and looked.

It turned out to be a middle-aged man with a big belly in black brocade.

I saw Nie Huan say respectfully: "Master Huang!"

Isn't it the master of the forest farm?

The old man laughed without anger on his face: "Since you are a person sent by the imperial court, then you can just go in and investigate." Nie Protector, you get out of the way and let the little county king in. ”

"But the old man ......," Nie Huan looked at the man's gaze with a sense of resistance.

"Let the little prince in!"

The old man's voice suddenly raised.

"Nie Protector, this forest farm is still my Huang family's forest farm after all. Don't you listen to my orders?"

Nie Huan replied reluctantly: "Yes." ”

He opened the way in front of him and reluctantly said, "Please, prince." ”

Zhong Luo went in and looked at a few random timbers, and his eyes were only anxiously searching for the person he was looking for.

Occasionally, my eyes fell on a freshly loaded piece of wood.

They are all ordinary wood species, but it can be seen that the material is very good, far beyond the reach of the wood of the royal training ground.

He asked the old man, "Where are this batch of timber going to be transported?" ”

The old man Huang said with a weak heart: "Back to the prince's words, this car is the royal wood sent to the royal training ground." ”

"Oh, is it? Suri training ground, I don't see such good wood. ”

A sword against the neck of the old man Huang: "Say, where is this being transported!"

"Yes, it was transported to the deep processing site on the outskirts of the city, and the wood from the forest farm did have to be polished and selected before it could be sent to the palace. ”

"Deep processing, this king wants to see what is greasy in your processing workshop, and can make wood that makes the queen allergic, you lead the way for this king!"

The unquestionable tone made the old man more and more flustered, and he hurriedly replied: "Yes, yes, yes." ”

"Nie Protector, you are guarding here. The craftsmen had never seen such a large formation. In case there is any trouble, you can be appeased here, and bring two people with me. ”

As he spoke, he selected two Dharma protectors from Nie Huan's side.

"You two, follow me to bring the prince over"

He smiled at Zhong Luo: "Lord Wang, please." ”

"Lord Wang, please go with the little one. A Dharma protector stepped forward to show Zhong Luo.

Zhong Luo's body was slightly stunned.

The voice......

Look into the samurai's face.

Under the face of the gray eagle, there is a familiar face.

"Imperial ...... Okay, you lead the way. ”

He turned his face to look at the other samurai beside him.

The corner of the warrior's mouth tugged at an imperceptible smile.

A large stone fell to the ground in Zhong Luo's heart.

In the night, a crowd of people held torches.

Xiaojun Wang Zhongluo led a team of people to the wood processing factory.

The forest farm master and the two warriors beside Nie Huan led the way in front.

On both sides of Guan Rong Road, the rest of the Zhong family army and the Yulin army crawled forward in the mountains and forests.