Xiao Yuhe's raiding party ran around in the rain all night, and found almost nothing except a few wounded coalition soldiers who had fallen behind. Seeing that the sky was getting brighter and brighter, even Xiao Yuhe himself had to admit that this raid was a failure. However, just as he was about to abandon the raid and return to the base camp, something unexpected happened.

Unlike the headless fly-like team of the coalition army, Xiao Yuhe knew every jungle in the 100,000 mountains well. Although the route of the march was hastily delineated, the elites of the Afterlife Gate still accurately completed the encirclement of the battlefield, and they successfully rounded the rear of the coalition army, although now the coalition army of Dai Junchou has been reduced to pieces and has long lost its formation. However, there was still a team that was not small and attracted Xiao Yuhe's attention, and that was the troops that had just gathered after drinking blood.

Golden Knife drank blood and carried more than sixty wounded coalition soldiers through the jungle, although he had been deliberately avoiding a head-on confrontation with the deceased, but the whereabouts of dozens of people were still difficult to hide. Before noon, Xiao Yuhe's scouts encountered the blood-drinking vanguard.

Perhaps it was the heavy rain that extinguished the battle in people's hearts, and something unexpected happened to the coaches of both sides. The two teams of scouts did not fight, but tacitly avoided the opposite edge, and then returned to the Chinese army non-stop, and even the report was exactly the same: "Report!" The front encountered a large army of the enemy, the number of which was unknown, and it was well-equipped, and our troops avoided its edge and had already converged with the Chinese army. ”

Drinking blood and looking at it, I don't know how many enemies there are in the forest, and then look at the group of high-spirited brothers under my command, and finally hold back the ** who charged, "Let's retreat!" This is not the time to go head-to-head with the enemy! Before he could finish speaking, a temporarily appointed herald gave orders one after another—in fact, the wise fellows were all gathered around the blood-drinking ones at this time, waiting for the order to fight or retreat.

On the contrary, Xiao Yuhe heard the news that troops were stationed in front of him, and almost did not hesitate to give the order to charge. The night's tracking was not in vain, and in the end they still caught up with the enemy's base camp, and it was obvious that the enemy retreated without a fight, which was obviously due to a lack of confidence. I heard that Dai Junchou is not good at fighting, and Suomen Golden Sword is in front of the battle again, so the surprise attack of this array is obviously nine out of ten.

"Divide into three teams to disrupt the enemy camp and shoot and kill—don't count!" With a wave of Xiao Yuhe's big hand, the thirty warriors under his command had already shot out like sharp arrows from the string, and they followed the trail of the enemy's retreat, and in the blink of an eye, they had disappeared into the dense forest.

"Let's go up too!" Xiao Yuhe beckoned to the soul control envoy and the yin and yang envoy beside him, and the three masters launched almost at the same time, and in an instant, they had already rushed out a hundred steps away. Yin and Yang make the heart careful, along the way constantly pay attention to the various traces left by the enemy, with blood stained bandages, small hidden weapons, rags and short ropes, these things seem to be very common, and very reasonable, but Yin and Yang always feel that there is something wrong here. They didn't fight against Dai Junchou's base camp, why were there so many wounded soldiers in the opposite camp? Also, since it is the base camp, why can't the situation be left behind, and the yin and yang envoys can't think about it, because the people in front have already fought the enemy. Obviously, the enemy is not weak, and the two dragons are entangled together, struggling to devour each other's flesh and blood, and the victory is not divided.

"Damn, these guys are hard enough!" Suomen Silver Knife Chafeng had just slashed an opponent, but he didn't expect the dying enemy to leave a deep blood groove on his leg with the knife, this kind of undying energy is really different from the enemy encountered in between. So he made up for it on the head of the enemy at the end, took out the hemostatic powder and took it, and found the last morphine to tie it, this thing is strong enough, although it may be addictive, but now I can't care about it so much.

Like many killers, Somen's swordsmen also have a preference for painkillers and adrenaline, which can provide them with a short-term explosive power, and as for the after-effects and adverse reactions, God knows if they will survive or not, and these little things will be talked about until the battle is over.

"It's really wrong, the equipment and kung fu of these people are much better than the enemies we encountered before, and they are definitely not easy to match!" Drinking blood, he also felt the pressure under the knife increasing, "It shouldn't be the enemy's elite." As soon as he finished drinking blood, he regretted it, his crow's mouth! Because he saw his old rival, the shadow of the Yin and Yang Envoy of the Death Gate stood high in the treetops not far away, obviously prepared!

"No, the enemy is no ordinary search party! The Yin and Yang Envoy, one of the five envoys of the Death Gate, is still in the ranks! Retreat! Somen's silver knife follows my palace! "Let's just name a few people, all of them are masters in the team, they are lined up in two swastikas, and they are like nothing to block the pursuers of the Death Gate.

Just after listening to the impassioned speech of drinking blood, these sixty or so heroes finally opened their minds, not to mention the more and more shrewd battles, and the evacuation was even more orderly, and they actually started to coordinate and cross-cover, except for a few unfortunate companions who died in the first round of attack, the rest of the people actually managed to get out of the battle, and in a blink of an eye, they had already run away.

"Shall we rush in and fight for a while?" Someone said in a muffled voice, drank blood and looked back, and what remained was two silver knives from Suomen, one person from each of Gaomai's thieves, two disciples of Wudang, and one master of Tangmen. Although there are few people, but the kung fu is not weak, although he can't win a quick victory against the Yin and Yang Envoy, there is no problem at all in entangling the enemy. As for the other minions, these people are the mainstays of the coalition forces, and there will obviously be no problems.

It's a pity that the wishful thinking of drinking blood has not yet started, and I saw two pestilence-like characters, oh my God, what kind of sin did I create, and I actually ran into the main owner of the door of death!

It was none other than Xiao Yuhe and the Soul Control Envoy. Not to mention that the unfathomable kung fu of controlling souls and making ghosts and gods can confuse people's minds, Xiao Yuhe's martial arts are unfathomable, and he can't stop them by relying on these few people around him, and he must not die here for nothing! We don't fight meaningless battles!

"Withdraw! Break it into parts, let's take care of ourselves! "The sound of drinking blood is very low,