With the arrival of the Imperial Envoy and his party, the atmosphere in Snowy City immediately became tense.

The streets were littered with groups of armed men, hurrying out of the city gates to the various scouts of the Snow Manling.

The area of this land is not small, and the mountains are high and dense, and a group of people are hiding in it, and it is really not easy to find out.

In addition to sending searchers, Barguf also issued orders to all villages and towns in the area under his control, and if he found an unidentified person, he must immediately report it, and if any, he was punished severely.

For a while, people were panicked, and there seemed to be a dark cloud over the snowy city.

The hidden forces in the city also smelled something unusual from this tense atmosphere, jumping up and down one by one, trying to find opportunities for their own profits.

War is definitely a disaster for ordinary people, but for some special people, it is an opportunity to get rich.

There are people with great plans, once they succeed, it is not impossible to tear the earth and seal the marquis!

There is no shortage of people who think this way.

Just as they were trying to figure out the cause of the incident and formulate corresponding countermeasures, a group of soldiers also followed the rugged road in the direction where Hewang Village was located.

The group numbered less than twenty, dressed in shabby leather armor with a hint of decadence on their faces, and hurried away under the guidance of a monk.

Starting from Snow City, they had been walking for three days, and they were all tired at the moment.

In times of turmoil, the defense of the territory must not be taken lightly, so after careful consideration, Barguf decided to send a thousand warriors to the various villages and towns in the territory to avoid accidents.

Once in each village, the local villagers must be responsible for providing for daily consumption and training to work together in battle.

Although Barguf was eager to send some more men, the defense of Snow City must not be relaxed, and at the same time, he must retain a sufficient number of soldiers to prevent accidents, so his forces are also very tight.

Besides, these soldiers sent out are at most a miscellaneous army, with limited combat effectiveness, and their biggest role may be to be able to send timely alerts to Xueman City when the crisis comes!

These soldiers are all veterans, although their combat effectiveness is not strong, but there are definitely a lot of twists and turns in their minds, and they have guessed their role, so they are listless, and they can't see a little fighting spirit in their bodies.

Away from the bustling snow-filled city, it is definitely a boring and depressing thing to stay in a remote village and town.

However, since the order was given, they did not dare to rub it off, and although their legs were weak, they could not stop to rest, and could only continue to move forward under the urging of the leading monk.

If there are no complaints in your heart, it is absolutely!

The warrior cursed the monk who led the team in his heart, but he did not dare to slow down the pace under his feet, and before he knew it, Hewang Village was close in front of him.

A wooden house appeared, surrounded by towering ancient trees, and smoke was wafting up.

A group of children stood at the entrance of the village, looking curiously at the group of soldiers, and when they approached, they immediately ran towards the village.

The already tired soldiers couldn't help but cheer, and their footsteps couldn't help but speed up, and they came to the entrance of the village in a blink of an eye.

I have long heard that this Hewang Village is not small, and there are also taverns and other shops in it, but there is no shortage of places to drink.

I'm tired enough to travel these days, and if I can drink a large glass of ale wine for a while, it's definitely an indescribable enjoyment!

With a hint of longing in their hearts, the warriors walked into Hewang Village and kept looking around.

These ruffians often rely on their identities to do some things to rob chickens and ducks of wine, and now their eyes are fixed on the fat chickens foraging in the grass, and their saliva can't help but flow.

However, just when these warriors were full of roast chicken, the monk who led the team was already frowning, and he was also constantly looking around.

Ever since he entered the village, he felt that something was wrong, the deserted streets, and the expressionless villagers, all made him feel like he was stabbed in the back.

It is said that at this time, the villagers should be busy, but why is it so quiet?

"Where is your village chief, I have something to see him?"

The monks who led the group did not need to identify themselves, because the standard leather armor on their bodies was the best proof of identity, and in this place, only soldiers were dressed in this way.

The villager who was stopped looked up at the leader monk, raised his eyebrows, and replied impatiently: "The village chief is not at home for something, tell me something!" ”

The monk who led the team was furious when he heard this, this villager dared to be so rude, and he had to be taught a lesson.

By the way, it was also done for these villagers to see, and it was regarded as a dismount, so that they did not dare to deal with it when providing supplies.

Thinking of this, the leading monk's whip suddenly threw out and slammed it into the villager's face.

If this leather-tanned and woven whip is drawn on the face, it will inevitably open the skin and flesh, and if it touches the eyes, the eyeballs will definitely burst!

Obviously, the monk who led the team did not treat the villagers of Hewang Village as human beings, and just punished them, and he gave such a heavy hand.

The soldiers on the sidelines watched with a grin, imagining the villager being whipped and rolled all over the ground, and it was clear that they had experienced this more than once.

But just as the whip was about to fall on the villager's face, he nimbly dodged to the side, but it seemed that his legs were not handy, and the whip was still whipped on his shoulder.

The whip easily ripped away the villager's coarse cloth clothes, but what was revealed was not a scrawny body, but a glittering black armor.

When the leader monk saw this scene, his face suddenly showed a hint of surprise, and when he was about to turn around and draw his sword, he saw the villager laugh fiercely and directly draw a short sword with cold light from under his robe.

At the same time, the surrounding villagers, who were watching the excitement, actually picked up various items around them at the same time and quickly approached these soldiers.

"You ...... Are you going to rebel? ”

All the soldiers nervously raised their weapons, and the leading monk was even more gloomy as he shouted with his sword in hand.

These murderous guys in front of them are not ordinary villagers at all!

The leader monk finally knew that something was wrong, because the eyes of these villagers were so calm, and there was no cringe or awe of ordinary villagers when they saw them.

"Is it ......?"

A terrible thought suddenly flashed through the mind of the leader monk, and at the same time, with a hint of horror on his face, he reached into his arms without hesitation and took out an item that resembled a scroll.

Just as he was about to tear it apart, the lame villager rushed up and reached out with a speed that shocked even the leading monks, and the spell scroll used to call the police was snatched away.

"I want to call the police, hehe, go dream!"

The villager sneered, and with a single punch, the leader monk fell to the ground, grabbing his horsewhip and whipping it wildly.

With the crisp sound of the whip, the villager was still cursing.

"Damn bastard, I still want to smoke you Uncle Donnie like I used to, it's so boring!"

The leader monk dodged and tried to resist, but at every turn, Donnie would use an electric baton, electrocuting him to the point of convulsions.

After dozens of whips in a row, Tang Zhen spat fiercely, and turned his head to look at the soldiers who were beaten to the point that their heads were bleeding and they were tied aside with hemp rope.

"Where will I send them to the temple, the city lord is short of coolies to move stones!"

Donnie looked at the soldier with a look of fear on his face, "hehe" and sneered.