Chapter 963: Surprise Night Attack
Chapter 962: A Surprise Night Attack
Listening to Tianxie tell the whole plan, Zhou Chen was excited, and said excitedly: "Good plan, really good plan; Heavenly evil, you are really the wisdom of this king! β
"Wang Jian smiled, but although this plan is good, it needs the cooperation of the city lord of Filhan, but the two parties are hostile after all, and the old minister is worried about ......"
For this plan, Tianxian was still a little worried in his heart, but before he finished speaking, Zhou Chen interrupted and said, "Why does this king have to ask the city lord of Philhan to cooperate in this scene?" Wouldn't it be better for this king to play alone? β
"What does the king mean?"
Tianye looked at Zhou Chen, thought for a moment, suddenly realized, and said excitedly: "The king is worthy of being a king, and it is more far-reaching than the old minister thinks. β
"The king's idea is based on your idea, and if you hadn't come up with such a brilliant plan, how would the king have come up with it?" Zhou Chen said with a hearty smile.
The ministers were confused, and did not understand what the two were saying; Yu Shan was about to ask, but Zhou Chen ordered sharply: "Liu Wuchang, Ling Kongyue, and Marka Schiller, the three fathers and sons, this king has mobilized 1,500 guards for you, and ordered you to capture Mo Lin and his subordinates alive, and try not to kill anyone." β
What the?
Hearing Zhou Chen's order, everyone present was dumbfounded!
What is this going to do?
I was still thinking about Morin's proposal to save Philhan City, and how could I order Morin and his men to be captured alive in the blink of an eye; How can you turn your face faster than a book? Typical face-turning and not recognizing people! Although they didn't understand Zhou Chen and Tianxie's plan, Liu Wuchang and the others immediately took the order, said goodbye, and mobilized people to prepare to go down and touch the past while it was dark, and capture Mo Lin and the others in one fell swoop.
"Wang, this trick is really powerful, presumably not only the rest of the city lords have been fooled, but even the city lords of Filhan will hate the king to the core." Tianxie said with a smile on his face.
"Since he has no way out, this king will help him choose a path, hoping that he will not disappoint this king."
"It's probably the best option for him."
"Hopefully he'll think the same way."
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It's late at night!
The moon had hidden behind black clouds at some point, and the sky was overcast; The mountain road was difficult to walk, and for fear of being detected, I didn't even light a torch. However, it was not difficult for these people who had been in the Rocky Mountains for more than a month to walk the mountain road, and it was close to three o'clock in the morning when more than 1,000 people were dispatched to the foot of the mountain.
In order to wipe out Mo Lin and the others, after some discussion, they were divided into three ways and copied from three sides, each led by Maca Schiller, Liu Wuchang, and Ling Kongyue, and outflanked them in three directions, southeast and west, leaving only the north, and the north was the Rocky Mountains.
Under the leadership of the three of them, they quietly touched the place where Morin was encamped.
Finally, they stopped a mile away from the camp, and the three people sent people to investigate; I don't know if Mo Lin trusts Zhou Chen too much, there are not many people who arrange the night vigil, and they are all dozing off.
The three roads touched the past at the same time, and the pioneers sent were all highly cultivated, and easily subdued the night watchmen; Morin's men didn't even have time to react, Marca Schiller and the others had already rushed to the tent, and subdued all the people with great speed, and many of them were pulled out of the bed and controlled while they were still asleep.
Meeting Zhou Chen, the other party's attitude kept Mo Lin awake at night, and lying in the camp tent, he was thinking about how to persuade Zhou Chen next time; Suddenly, hearing a strange sound outside the tent, Morin grabbed his spear vigilantly and quickly hid behind the tent.
The curtain of the tent was lifted, and the two men walked in with torches, and Morin moved with lightning speed, and the spear in his hand stabbed at one of them.
"Poof"
One shot to penetrate!
Before the person walking behind could react, blood spurted out from behind and fell to the ground; Mo Lin's figure flashed, and the card owner walked on the neck of the person in front, and snorted coldly: "Who are you?" β
"Whoosh"
Just as Morin asked, the man ghostly drew a short knife from his waist and slashed at Morin's face; Sensing that person's actions, Mo Lin's face was full of horror, he didn't expect this person to start so quickly, how dare Mo Lin hesitate, and hurriedly retreated. The man snorted coldly and swung his short knife at Merlin. Morin hurriedly waved his spear and resisted, but under the pressure of this person, the figure had retreated outside the tent.
"I dare to be disrespectful to my king, I thought it was such a powerful lord, it turned out that he had only reached the peak of the late stage of the Netherworld." The man stared at Merlin and sneered.
At this time, Mo Lin had already withdrawn from the camp, there were torches burning outside, he could see that the entire camp had been surrounded by Zhou Chen's people, his face was full of confusion and anger, and he asked coldly: "Zhou Chen sent you here?" β
"Dare to call my king's name and seek death."
The man let out a low cry and blasted at Merlin with his dagger in hand; Staring at the person who bombarded him, Mo Lin's face was full of horror, he didn't expect that a small guard was actually a master in the early stage of the Heavenly Heavy Realm, Mo Lin held a spear to resist in a panic.
"Bang Bang Bang"
The man's attack was fast and imposing, and Merlin could only barely resist, constantly defending and retreating.
"The king said, "He wants to live."
Liu Wuchang's voice suddenly rang out, and the man roared angrily, and suddenly jumped up, the short knife in his hand slashing horizontally at Mo Lin's spear; The hand fell suddenly, and the fist with the short knife slammed into Mo Lin's chest, and roared angrily: "He killed Hao Lin." β
"Bang"
With a punch, Morin was blown away several meters away, and before he could stand firmly, four or five people rushed forward, and the blade in his hand was already on Morin's neck.
"Zhou Chen, you despicable and shameless bastard, in vain I Mo Lin trusted you so much, I didn't expect you to be such a despicable villain."
"Smack"
Before Morin's invective was finished, Marka Schiller slapped him heavily in the face, making Morin dizzy; Marca Schiller snorted coldly and ordered, "Take it away." β
"General Maca, he killed Haolin." The guard who subdued Morin was full of indignation, and said fiercely: "I must avenge Haolin." β
"The king said that he would catch him alive, and that as the king's bodyguard, he must obey orders; We also deeply regret Haolin's death, but as long as it is a war, someone must die, and it must not disrupt the king's plan. Marka Schiller was expressionless and coldly reprimanded.
"My subordinates understood."
After a few moments, the sad expression on the man's face softened a little, and he nodded.
"Haolin sacrificed his life for the country, took his body back, and was buried in a beautiful way." Liu Wuchang walked over and commanded.
"Yes."
"Go back to the palace."
Under the leadership of Marca Schiller, the crowd escorted more than 800 people including Morin towards the palace; Along the way, Maureen kept cursing Zhou Chen, Marka Schiller couldn't listen to it, and slapped Morin in the face a few times, and in the end, Morin's face was swollen like a pig's head, and he couldn't even speak, so Marka Schiller stopped.
The sky was slightly bright, and everyone escorted more than 800 people to the gate of the palace.
Zhou Chen and Tianxie stood on the steps of the palace, looking at the group of people who were coming, with satisfied smiles on their faces.