Often the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

When Zhang He hoped that it would be too late, it was actually too late.

"Wolves walk the world, a hundred miles of might!" The sound of Guzen's trumpet spread far away in the quiet night, and thirty dart carts also drove quickly under his guidance.

Guzen's trumpet shouting tonight was not so serious and cold, but full of an indescribable lightness and pleasure.

Yesterday, after learning that the people of the four major families were scattered and put on a triangular formation, in fact, the discerning people knew at a glance that the underworld wanted to bring their own side into the encirclement and annihilate them together.

In other words, another commander is likely to go straight to the central avenue, to put it nicely, he knows that Hushan is dangerous, and he is biased towards Hushan, and if he doesn't say it well, he knows that he is cheating and he is going to throw himself into the net.

The specific method of Chang Tianfan is to advance in three lines according to the original marching route, and the four, five or six groups of vanguard squads will advance together from the left and right wings as usual, and it seems that they will have a tough battle with the two forces entrenched in the underworld winding path and the Iron Horse Mountain.

In fact, when they were about to get closer, Chang Tianfan made a noise, and the seven teams converged with lightning speed, blitzing the power of the underworld in Iron Horse Mountain.

It looks like a blitzkrieg, but it's actually a feint.

With the strength of Chang Tianfan and Nangong Qing 2v3, not only can withstand the attack of the two protectors of the Demon Sect and an elder of the Fengyun Palace, but also have the chance to win, it is inevitable that four or five groups will be injured against a large group of Qimen players, but after a long time, it is absolutely difficult for Qimen players to resist a good hand in the Baili Dart Game.

When the Golden Palace family comes down from the winding path above, they will be blocked by six groups halfway, and they can fight and retreat at the same time.

In this way, the reinforcements of the Golden Palace family arrived at Tiema Mountain, and the main dart team of the 123 groups had already passed through the Central Avenue under the cover of the other groups, and went straight to Zhouzhuang, successfully breaking out of the encirclement from the front.

In fact, the dart team can also go straight to Fenglingdu, but Zhouzhuang still has to go, because the brothers can endure not drinking water and not eating, but the horse can't, the horse must be replenished with water and feed, once the horse can't walk, the convoy has to stop, the convoy stops, the team becomes a motionless live target, and no dart game dares to take such a risk.

The intelligence shows that the life and death sentence is entrenched in the Zhouzhuang area, but Gu Cen is convinced that his two or three groups of people will definitely be able to intercept it through the life and death judgment.

He was not blindly confident, but he was fully assured.

Large-scale darts and marching battles are a principle, that is, a positional battle with a wide and deep front, you can't avoid it no matter what, in a word, you always have to fight the enemy head-on with bayonets, and you have to see the bayonet red.

If compared to assassination, sneak attack, and assassination, the Baili Dart Bureau does not have a professional life and death judgment, but if it comes to positional warfare, then the Baili Dart Bureau can throw the life and death judgment out a few streets away.

The positional battle of the Baili Dart Bureau began with the establishment of the Dart Bureau, and it has been honed by countless large and small battles in the past two years.

As one of the first people to follow the head of the dart to fight the world, Gu Cen naturally went through a lot of bloody battles, and he was able to become a dart master with 35 taels of gold per month, which was really exchanged for his own blood and sweat.

Now, like the head of the dart, he rarely takes the dart himself, but every time he thinks of this, he is full of emotion.

Most of the players in "Dynasty" are young people as the mainstream, and he belongs to the non-mainstream older players, so he naturally thinks more deeply than young people and thinks about things farther than young people.

That's the beauty of older players, who can draw patterns and experiences from countless extraordinary experiences.

Like this big scene where the black and white clouds converge, he has also experienced a lot, in fact, sometimes the darts don't necessarily have to be killed in positional battles to the corpses are all over the field, and the really powerful enemy often makes you disarm and surrender without moving, this is the master.

This time, the four masters of the underworld set up a formation to deal with their own side and the Emei Sword Sect, which seemed to be menacing and unstoppable, but in fact, Chang Tianfan changed the advance route slightly, and the dart car came out smoothly?

This is IQ, this is the master.

How much the four underworld people blew it, in fact, it was nothing more than that, Gu Cen couldn't help but think like this.

It is normal for him to have this kind of pride and pride, and anyone who is in his current position will inevitably be proud.

So the trumpet in his mouth shouted more briskly: "The wolf walks the world, and the power of a hundred miles is mighty!" ”

At this moment, the outline of Zhouzhuang has appeared in front of you, Zhouzhuang under the night is even darker, dozens of families have turned off the lights early, and occasionally two or three families are still burning the lights, but the lights are very dim through the paper windows.

These countrymen not only get up early and go to bed early, but also are poor, and many NPCs turn off their lights as soon as it gets dark, in order not to waste the money for the lamp oil of those copper plates.

This place they also observed clearly when they came to Baili Dart, Gu Cen decided to knock on the door of the village chief's house, casually threw a few taels of gold to buy fodder and water, and then left quickly, not to stop or not to give the enemy a chance.

"Wolves walk the world, a hundred miles of might!" Guzen shouted the trumpet again, and he hoped that the village chief would hear it.

In fact, it is difficult for the village chief not to hear it, because Gu Cen shouted out with the internal strength of moisturizing the realm, and it can be heard clearly within a radius of 3 miles, even if you listen with your ears alone, but the problem is that the paper windows of the village chief's house are not lit.

Instead of lighting up the oil lamps in the village chief's house, even the lights that had been lit in the few other households were suddenly extinguished.

Gu Cen was stunned for a moment.

"Click! Click! ”

A few lightning bolts suddenly crossed the night sky, there was a muffled thunder rolling through the depths of the clouds, a heavy rain was about to fall, and Zhouzhuang under the night was abnormally quiet and abnormally dark, like a dead village.

Although everyone has not darted on such a rainy night, a sense of foreboding suddenly rose in everyone's hearts.

Gu Cen took a deep breath, carried the internal strength of the Miaohua Realm, and then shouted in one breath: "The wolf walks the world, and the ...... is mighty for a hundred miles."

This time, his voice can be said to be louder than the muffled thunder in the sky, unless the NPCs in Zhouzhuang are all deaf.

But just then, something terrible happened.

"Wolves in the world, a hundred miles of prestige......" The same trumpet sound came from the other end of the Zhouzhuang Crossroads, and the sound was definitely not as loud as Gu Cen, but Gu Cen and the brothers of the dart bureau heard it clearly.

It's definitely not an echo, it's someone else shouting out.

A few bolts of lightning flashed again, and everything in heaven and earth brightened up at that moment, and the hearts of sixty people in a hundred miles of darts almost stopped beating.

Because they not only heard clearly, but also saw clearly, at the other end of the Zhouzhuang crossroads, three columns of dart carriages were neatly parked there.

A group of 20 people has a total of three squads, 30 horses, each carriage carries a big red treasure chest, inserted a scimitar dart flag, the lineup is neat, ready to go.

Not only is the number the same, but even the clothes of each dart master are exactly the same as those of the Baili Dart Game, and everyone has a small blue brocade box pinned to their waists.

The moment the lightning flashed, the three convoys were like a team of ghosts from the depths of hell, which was terrifying.

Since Gu Czen's debut, I don't know how many various scenes he has seen, but this is the first time he has encountered such a strange scene as tonight.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have suspected that his eyes were spent, and he was hallucinating.

"Wolves walk the world, a hundred miles of might!" The trumpeter at the head of the ghost convoy shouted a slogan, which proved that the other party was not a ghost, but a living person.

Guzen turned on the sect mode, and there were no subtitles displayed on the other party's head.

Gu Cen took a deep breath and said in a longitudinal voice: "May I ask which way the friend in front of you is from?" ”

The internal strength of the opponent's dart master is not weak, and the voice that came back shook people's ears and buzzed: "We are the team of the Jingshi Baili Dart Bureau to escort the red goods of Gao Shenfeng. ”

If they had heard this, Guzen and his brothers would probably laugh off their big teeth, but now not only could they not laugh, but they felt cold all over.

This thing is so bizarre, too weird, too terrifying, someone dares to pretend to be their Baili Dart Bureau, not to mention that the other party is bold, it is just the imitation of the other party, and it is too similar, if it is not for the sect model, they will almost suspect that this is their own person.

Gu Cen didn't open his mouth yet, but the other party was angry first: "Who are you?" How dare you pretend to be our Baili Dart Game? Do you think you're too high-level? Or do you want to die? ”

Gu Cen didn't refute, he knew that it was the most unwise to fight the war of words now, his heart was gradually sinking, he knew what kind of mistake he had made, that is, he underestimated the IQ of the four major masters of the underworld.

What a terrible conspiracy this is, even more terrible than he imagined, and even more complicated, the other party actually wanted to replace the real dart team with Li Zhuang, which is not only wonderful, high, and yin, but also ruthless, vicious, and spicy.

Gu Cen sneered and said: "What a life and death sentence, sure enough, there are two hits." ”

But the other party did not answer his question, and said sharply: "Brothers, this life and death sentence is so hateful, it even pretended to be our Baili Dart Bureau, brothers say, what should we do?" ”

"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

Three consecutive neat and powerful responses, the sound soared into the sky and resounded throughout Zhouzhuang, and its momentum was comparable to that of the army on the battlefield, which was simply murderous and overwhelming.

"Kill!" Gu Cen knew that it was useless to talk too much now, and if he didn't solve this imposter army, he would be more than lucky tonight.

The one who escorted this dart car was the real main force of the Baili Dart Bureau, twenty strong bows, twenty sword and axe hands, and nineteen light masters, all of whom were carefully selected by Chang Tianfan to bring out the players from the Beijing Division this time.

Everyone in the archer knows the skills of "Lianzhu Arrow" and "Heaven-shaking Bow", the sword and axe hand also has a precious shield and doubled attack martial arts, and the light masters have practiced "Flying on the Grass", "Floating on the Water" and "Gecko Gong", attacking, defending, chasing, catching, killing, and formation can be formed at any time, and it is by no means easy to be defeated.

The problem is that as soon as Gu Cen's word "kill" came out, he didn't hear the sound of the bowstring pulling of "Lianzhu Arrow", but heard the sound of "plopping and plopping" falling to the ground.

He looked back, and his hands and feet were cold.

(To be continued)