Chapter 407: Him!

In the capital of the barren country, a majestic palace complex has been built.

This gorgeous palace, which took a year and almost exhausted all the property of the wasteland, is now the royal palace of the wasteland - the Platinum Khan Palace!

Just ten days ago, the palace chief sent his advisor Jia Gaode to the Wasteland Imperial Palace to meet the Emperor of the Wasteland Tuoba Feng.

The Wasteland sent an elite team of 20,000 people, with the Wasteland general Tuoba Xiong as the commander, to Pingling Mountain to assist the palace commander and crusade against the northern border army of the Yu Dynasty.

Now that the party had reached the foot of the North Mountain, they abandoned their horses and walked into the vast mountains.

At the same time, the headquarters of Wang Xiaozhuang of the Third Regiment of the Divine Sword was also circling from the east of Pingling Mountain to the Meridian Ridge of Beishan.

The strategic goal of the three regiments is to cut off the retreat of the palace chief, so as to prevent the palace commander from escaping towards the border of the wasteland.

That night, heavy rain poured down.

The three regiments were rushing through the mountains and fields by taking advantage of the wind and rain, but scouts rushed to them.

"Report to the regiment commander, on the mountainside of a thousand meters in front of the right, a large number of enemy temporary camps were found, initially estimated at about 20,000 people, not the palace length of the team, looking at its outfit, it should be a desert!"

Wang Xiaozhuang was stunned, desolate?

Why did the hellish desolate people come here?

20,000 desolate people, this is a big piece of fat, Wang Xiaozhuang's eyes are green.

"Can the defense be tight?"

"There was no defense, just a few scouts, and the sound of drinking orders in the tent."

Wang Xiaozhuang pondered for a moment and called his three battalion commanders.

"My analysis is that this group of desolate people is here to support the palace chief, if we follow the established plan and arrive at Meridian Ridge without alarming them, this will be regarded as the completion of the devil's order. But this desolate army is on our side, and when the time comes, we will attack the palace chief, and this desolate army will attack us from behind...... It's so uncomfortable. ā€

"So I mean, what do you think of eating 20,000 desolate people on this rainy night? The old rules, everyone votes, I agree! ā€

The commander of the first battalion, Musang, suddenly raised his hand, "him, there's nothing to think about!" ā€

Zhao Yibo, the commander of the second battalion, also raised his hand, "Let's get it, we have to kill all the people left!" ā€

The butcher, the commander of the third battalion, also raised his hand slowly, "You don't need to ask my opinion about this thing of fighting, I agree anyway." ā€

Wang Xiaozhuang glared at the butcher, touched the rain on his face, and cautiously began to arrange:

"Don't underestimate the enemy, since the wasteland has sent troops, I think it is also elite. It's raining heavily tonight, so it's time to try our guns. The first battalion passed from the west, the second battalion bypassed from the east, and the third battalion, the butcher, and the third battalion of your maid attacked directly head-on. Remember, you can shoot when necessary, you can throw hands and thunders, I don't want anyone to die here! ā€

"Received ......!"

The three battalion commanders roared and returned to their headquarters, the simple battle plan was passed on, and the 1,000 special forces disappeared into the rain under the leadership of their respective battalion commanders.

Tuoba Xiong was sitting in the Chinese army camp drinking at the moment.

Several of his generals were also here, but they were grumbling:

"In this hellish place, there is not a single road, it is all thorny jungle, and we are the best cavalry on the grassland! Now like a mountain mouse, he wants me to say, let's go when the palace is almost long. ā€

"General, what good is it for us to help the palace chief?"

"Shut up!" Tuoba Bear roared, and there was a sudden silence in the tent.

"This is the policy of the national teacher, you just have to do it. You remember to Lao Tzu, we are the most elite black wind rider in the desert country, and after arriving at Beishan and meeting with the palace chief, the battle with Peng Chengwu has to give Lao Tzu the majesty of the black wind ride! ā€

He stood up, looked at the generals sitting down, and said: "Hei Feng is invincible on a horse, and now Lao Tzu wants Peng Chengwu to know that Hei Feng is also invincible under a horse!" ā€

"If this battle is won, Yanshan Pass will no longer exist! My great wilderness country is going south, and there is no restraint. So can you understand the significance of this battle? ā€

"Don't take it lightly, if so, you've been defeated...... Lao Tzu cut you all down! ā€

Just as Tuoba Xiong was giving lectures to his generals, the three battalions led by the butcher had quietly entered the barren army camp.

The butcher made a few gestures, assassinated, cut throats, and rushed!

More than 200 special forces touched the tents of each camp, and in their hands they were holding special military thorns made by the Fenglinshan Weapons Bureau.

The remaining 100 special forces soldiers were scattered outside the tents of the battalions, vigilantly watching ahead in case the enemy patrolled.

At the same time, the 1st and 2nd Battalions from the east and west also arrived at the camp, and their tactics were the same, killing as many of them as possible without alarming them.

As a result, many of the soldiers of the Wasteland did not understand what was going on, and their throats were cut with a knife, and they could not even scream.

In such a place where birds don't, in such a stormy weather, no one thought that a force of only a thousand people would come here, and moreover, they took the initiative to attack!

These killing gods seem to have descended from the sky, their methods are simple and direct, ten people in a barracks, and there are thirty soldiers from the wasteland living in one barracks.

Almost as soon as the soldiers of the Desert Country were shocked, they shot the crossbow arrows in their hands, and then pierced the chests of the Deserted People.

A camp tent only counted a few breaths, and thirty desolate people died in Huangquan.

Of course, there were also resisters, but these ten soldiers cooperated very tacitly, and as soon as the desolate man's knife was drawn, an arrow feather had already been shot into his chest.

Qian Hao is a small soldier in the second platoon of the second company of the first battalion, and he is a member of the Excalibur reserve team.

This was the first time he had participated in such an operation, and naturally it was also the first time he had killed someone.

He held his hand and crossbow in his left hand, and his right hand clenched the military thorn, and he followed closely behind the platoon commander Smoker, who had already raided the three battalion commanders, and he had not yet shot a single crossbow arrow, nor had he stabbed a single military stab.

When he came out of the third camp, the smoker patted him on the shoulder, "Mouse, you did well in training, why did you pull your hips so much when you were working hard?" ā€

"Platoon commander, I—I'm a little nervous."

"Nervous fart, have you forgotten what the devil said, this is not killing, this is killing pigs, let's go, hurry up, as long as you kill the first one, you will find that killing pigs is too easy."

"Hmm!" Qian Hao nodded, and the smoker took out his old smoking gun, but he didn't put tobacco leaves in the smoke pot.

He held it in his mouth, thinking that the mouse was still a child, and he was going to go through this blood baptism...... It's good if you don't throw up.

They entered the next barracks, and just as the smoker had just stepped into the barracks, a desolate man suddenly jumped up, and he volleyed at the smoker with a long knife in his hand.