The strength of the reconnaissance team of the Samorian army is very good, although it is not as good as those ace armies with special titles and equipped with alchemy weapons, but it is already an elite among the soldiers.

Their level is around level 16, and each has unique abilities, and now all that is revealed is the detection ability of the flower-faced thin monkey.

Libby, who was fighting against the soldiers, actually had her to rely on, Yang Hao could feel some magic in her body, and Libby's father, the widower, was also so simple on the surface.

Although his legs were already lame, and he even showed some cowardice in the face of the soldiers, in Yang Hao's perceptive cat eyes, all his small movements could not be hidden.

This guy has always kept a delicate distance from Captain Frey, and he can use his dagger to deal a fatal blow to the captain at any time, but the captain's sword is too close and is reduced to waste!

Yang Hao didn't care about the story of the father and daughter, their strength was too weak to have anything to do with Mo Qi's disappearance.

The next day, the soldiers, full of fighting spirit, continued their mission, searching for deserters.

However, they were unlucky, and they crashed headlong into the encirclement of the king's army.

"Boss Frey, I heard that your hometown is in Rivacheze, what are the women like there?"

The question is a thin monkey with a gray face, this kid can't do without a woman in three sentences, born with a hue, but unfortunately he has a sharp-beaked monkey cheek face, and he is a poor bastard, so he lingers in the lowest level of skills and women's beds all year round.

However, because he is quite righteous, his manly popularity is good, hehe.

"A salty taste, the thief is strong enough, and I will treat you when I win!"

"Haha, it's the captain!"

"Captain, I remember, don't think about it!"

The soldiers coaxed, and everyone was in the same way.

Only the doctor's face is a little ugly, and his profession is too much life and death, and it is inevitable that there are some taboos.

"Captain, please don't talk like that, it's not lucky."

"Doctor, don't be disappointed, the army is winning every day, what can happen!"

Sou!

A feathered arrow flew past the back of the thin monkey's head, plowing a half-centimeter-long streak of blood!

The thin monkey sensed something bad in advance, and used his physical intuition to dodge, dodging the fatal blow, and then rolled eighteen times in a row, hiding on the side of a boulder.

The rest of the soldiers lived up to their elite name, and the moment the attack took place, they quickly dispersed, each looking for cover to dodge, causing the enemy's subsequent attacks to be useless!

The thin monkey covered the back of his bleeding head and scolded: "Doctor, it's all your TM crow's mouth!" ”

The enemy was a small force that had infiltrated the enemy-occupied area, and the number of people was about sixty or seventy, and the soldiers were at an absolute disadvantage.

Soon, the enemy found that the long-range attack was useless and launched a charge, and the soldiers fought and retreated, their equipment more sophisticated, especially the Samor scimitar in their hands, which was extremely sharp, and could often cut the enemy's sword in three or two strokes.

The seven or eight king's troops who rushed to the forefront were slaughtered in one of them, which temporarily shocked the enemy's courage, but as their physical strength decreased, casualties began to appear.

Yang Hao couldn't stand it anymore, he still had to rely on the soldiers to find Mo Qi, how could he waste time here.

So he rushed to the battlefield with Volibel, disguised as his old Beastmaster hunter.

Volibell joined the battlefield strongly, and the balance of victory immediately fell on the soldiers, and Yang Hao also saved a soldier "just right".

The king's army did not last long, they were deeply trapped in enemy-occupied territory, and they were in danger of destruction at any time, and they did not want to do more.

Frey wanted to get out of the war, and their mission was to find deserters, not to engage the infiltrating King's army.

Yang Hao's appearance aroused the vigilance of the soldiers, but after all, it was not good to be cold to each other if he owed a favor.

Frey squeezed an ugly smile and said, "Friend, where are you from?" Why help us? ”

Yang Hao touched Volibel's head, and said arrogantly without looking at it: "I'm looking for Moqi." ”

The soldiers suddenly became nervous.

This man is a fellow deserter!

"I am the wizard of the family, if Mo Qi discredits the family, I will kill him, but if he is wronged, I will make the mastermind behind the scenes pay a hundred times the price!"

Yang Hao is full of passion and authenticity, and his acting skills are first-class.

After some exchange of questions and answers, the soldiers initially believed Yang Hao's words and allowed him to follow the team.

By noon, the skinny monkey had found a deserter through superhuman field reconnaissance skills.

It's a pity that it's a dead one.

Next to the wind-eroded sandstone pillar is the corpse of a soldier in a blue military uniform. He appears to have been mutilated and scalped.

Closer examination reveals that his eye has been gouged out and one arm has been broken. Something had cut off a third of his skull, along with his entire brain.

The soldier's water bottle is missing, but it is determined by the insignia on his uniform that he belongs to Mochi's sharpshooter.

The documents in his backpack identified the man's name as George Fleming.

There were many messy footprints near the body, and it seemed that the poor man had been beaten to death by a group of men, and had suffered quite a bit.

"Who!" Yang Hao suddenly burst out and chased in a certain direction in the forest.

The fleeing man climbed into the ridge, his tracks leading into rocky and craggy mountains that seemed untrodden before.

Yang Hao didn't want to be exposed in front of the soldiers yet, so he just chased after him unhurriedly.

Eventually, when he fled to the top of the hill, he finally stopped, and the soldiers easily surrounded him.

He panted, his gaze jumping from one soldier to another. This guy was skinny, bearded, and probably in his twenties.

He wore no uniform, only a tattered homespun garment.

"I didn't do it!" He was apparently referring to the body of the deserter who had been slaughtered.

He was telling the truth.

Yang Hao didn't need to use witchcraft to hear it, this guy was too timid.

After being interrogated by the soldiers, Yang Hao knew the name of this coward - Henry Small.

He was going to dig something on the corpse that could be used, "And then I saw what those people did to him, and I didn't dare to go any further, and then you guys came." ”

What doesn't match his temperament is his profession, this timid gentleman is actually engaged in the bandit business.

Henry Small is the lowest level of the bandits, living a day of scavenging.

The "robbers" didn't want to work with Small at all, so they got rid of the coward a few weeks ago. Small followed behind their butts and picked up what was left of them.

"Why don't you run to the top?" The skinny monkey asked curiously.

"It's... Upper... Something, I don't dare to look! ”