Bac Ninh.

Gu Han led his horse to the registration office set up by the Shenwu Hall and handed over the letter of recommendation from the sect, and the person in charge looked at him casually, and with a stroke of his pen, he sent him to the eastern front, where the war was in full swing.

This was somewhat unexpected by Gu Han, generally speaking, when players first arrived in Bac Ninh Province, they had to do some trivial and complicated small tasks, such as listening to information, transmitting messages, and delivering supplies. When the small tasks are completed one by one, the military merits have accumulated to a certain level, or the mission proves that they really have strong strength, they will be transferred to the front line.

Only the front line is the best way to quickly accumulate military merits, harvest trophies, and improve the level of martial arts.

Saving a lot of trouble, Gu Han was happy in his heart, and secretly praised the person in charge for his unique vision, left the Bac Ninh Mansion, and drove the horse straight to the east.

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"Sect, name."

In a camp tent in Dazhai on the Eastern Front, a burly school officer wrapped in battle armor glanced at the letter of recommendation handed over by Gu Han and asked lightly.

"Void Cave Rest." Gu Han said.

"Do you need any assistance? There are some weapon-level weapons and armor in the treasury, which you can get directly if you have achieved the corresponding combat merits. ”

Gu Han's expression moved, and he asked, "Is there a secret treasure?" ”

"Secret Treasure!" The school officer chuckled: "If the battle merit reaches 10,000, I can consider helping you apply." ”

Gu Han secretly staggered, killing an ordinary brute soldier is just a little combat merit, and the ten-master of the body casting mirror has ten points of combat merit, and so on. If you want to accumulate 10,000 combat merits, it is estimated that you will have to stay here for at least a year and a half, and then the war may be over.

"Forget it, I don't need assistance." Gu Han replied.

"Okay, a friendly reminder to you, there are a lot of people in your Cangxu Cave, you can inquire about their residence in the camp, if you can find a senior brother with a body casting mirror, it will be relatively safe."

"Oh, I see."

"Alright, let's go down."

Exiting the camp, Gu Han went straight to the gate of the village, he didn't plan to find any NPC senior brother with a body casting mirror, and he didn't want to team up with the player.

The former can only be regarded as being protected by a strong comrade-in-arms on the surface, and no one knows about it secretly.

Players complained, but it was useless, in the entire southern Xinjiang battlefield, players only played an insignificant role, whether it was the elite disciples supported by the major sects, or the regular army of the Dayong Empire, it was not comparable to the weak player base.

If you don't have the strength, you naturally don't have the right to speak, grandma doesn't love your uncle and doesn't love it, who will listen to you blindly? Moreover, the disciples of the sect generally do not participate in regular battles, and are only responsible for fighting guerrillas on various small battlefields and eroding the enemy's vital force.

Of course, there are not no reliable NPC senior brothers, but they can't see it at all without experiencing the test of life and death, Gu Han doesn't want to gamble with his life.

The latter is slightly better, the cohesion between players is still very strong, if you really want to get along, you can also entrust life and death at critical moments, but with Gu Han's strength, joining the vast majority of player squads is equivalent to bringing a team of burdens, which is not conducive to him giving full play to his own advantages and improving the efficiency of practice.

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According to the latest distribution map of hostile forces on the official forum, Gu Han quickly touched a sentry point of the Septic Dynasty, with a total of four people on the other side, and the highest cultivation was in the late stage of the Early Yuan Realm.

Holding the information crystal disk in his hand, Gu Han clicked on a temporary communication channel, the channel is called "101-150 Sentry Posts", which is created by careful players after marking each sentry post separately, in order to control the real-time information of the battlefield and avoid the sudden appearance of enemy reinforcements during the battle.

After all, the player's strength is too weak, even if a team is formed, it can generally only attack the sentinel with a small number of people, and it must be quickly resolved, and the stronger ones can try to raid the scout team with the casting mirror NPC, and then it will not work, once the stalemate is over, wait for the opponent's reinforcements to arrive and finish the game immediately.

Gu Han carefully looked through the information everywhere, and did not find any abnormal movement around the sentry point, so he immediately stopped hesitating, with the Qingxiao Sword in his hand, he stepped on the moon and ran towards the sentry point like lightning.

The sentry was set up in a high place, and the field of vision was quite wide, as soon as Gu Han appeared, he alerted the four sentinels of the Septic Dynasty, one of them decisively released a signal flare, and the other three each drew their blades to meet them.

Gu Han was wearing the mystery-level equipment of the main body method, plus the level 3 light skill stepping on the moon, the speed was already extremely fast, and he rushed to the front in an instant, and the two sentries in front of him couldn't be surprised, and hurriedly swung out their long knives, took Gu Han's waist side, and swung it down.

As soon as the two of them got up with their knives, Gu Han's figure flashed, and moved horizontally to the right, the long sword was as fast as lightning, and the latter came first, steadily stabbing into the chest of one person.

Yes!!

The terrible screams of his companion made the other person frightened the soul, at this time, he slashed into the air with one move, and just as he was about to retract his sword and hold on, the sword light flashed again, and the long sword in Gu Han's hand slashed out from his companion's chest at an extremely fast speed, without hindrance, with a large amount of blood, slashing through his throat.

The sentry grunted twice in his throat, and when he fell limply, there were only two thoughts in his mind.

What a fast sword!

Good sword!

Killing the two in an instant, Gu Han did not stop, taking advantage of the momentum of the third sentry to be snatched away, and in the midst of the confusion, the person passed by like a shock, and between the staggered, the long sword left a huge blood hole on the side of his head.

Only the remaining sentinel in the late Yuan Dynasty was already frightened, where did he dare to fight, and he turned around and fled without hesitation.

Gu Han chuckled, and his speed immediately increased greatly, and two or three vertical leaps had already reached behind him, and the long sword slashed down diagonally.

Hearing the faint sound of wind and thunder behind him, the sentry's eyelids jumped, and he rolled to the side on the spot, but when he turned around, he saw a cold glow above his head, and hurriedly raised his knife to block.

"Bell!"

Jin Ming, and the broken blade flew out.

The sentry looked at the long knife that had been broken off in his hand in disbelief, then looked down at the huge wound that extended from his left chest to his right abdomen, smiled bitterly, said "good sword", and fell to the ground.

Gu Han put his sword back into its sheath, and at this time, a huge rumbling sound sounded in the sky, and a large area of firelight shone brilliantly.

The flare just exploded!

After cleaning up the battlefield at a very fast speed, Gu Han received four sentinel-level blood defeat orders, three sharp weapons medium-grade long knives, and a number of wound medicines, and then drifted away.

After a while, more than a dozen black-clothed scouts from the Septic Blood Dynasty arrived, and the NPCs led by the Body Casting Mirror squatted in front of each corpse in turn to probe the temperature, and then looked at a few pools of blood that still exuded a faint fishy smell on the side, and then closed their eyes, and sniffed something in the air with the tip of their noses.

A young man with a short knife in his hand stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "Boss, did you find anything?" ”

The Casting Mirror NPC opened his eyes and sighed lightly: "It was all killed with a sword, it should have been done by the same person, and it took a very short time from the launch of the surprise attack to the end of the battle, and now it has gone far......"