At the end of the lively reception, Zhou Qingfeng was surrounded by everyone and made it to the top of the chamber. Everyone was beaming, harmonious, and happy.

The long oval tables in the hall were not sufficient, and the leaders of the villages were able to sit down. The others could only huddle behind their respective leaders and continue to watch the excitement.

After sitting down, Uncle Zhou only asked about the food and troops brought by each family, and at the same time introduced the two trebuchets he brought, a transport team of 50 people, and a logistics team of 150 people. As for other things, he listened only with his ears and did not interject at all.

Next, how to deploy troops, how to besiege, how to attack, how to deal with the enemy's counterattack, and how to expand the results of the battle. The specific details are discussed by the leaders of each family. encountered a quarrel, and Uncle Zhou opened his mouth to calm the conflict.

Where can I find such a good mascot?

He does not take power, nor does he make blind ideas, let alone ask for people and property, he speaks very politely, his posture is very low, and he is very polite to everyone. Everyone present was aware of it......

His Excellency Hugo was indeed gifted and intelligent, extraordinary, kind, and kind. He is our savior, our guiding light, our sailing helmsman, and we all love him.

As a result, the atmosphere in the chamber was very enthusiastic, and the expectations of victory were rising. Zhou Qingfeng's smiling face stiffened, and he didn't forcibly announce that he would rest early until late at night and send troops to war tomorrow.

The Iron Furnace Village was built in a canyon, and suddenly hundreds of people poured in, and there was no place to camp. Zhou Qingfeng left the conference hall and was blown by the cold wind in the night, and instantly sobered up a lot.

The weather was cold and the village was pitch black, with only a few bonfires illuminating the nearby area. Except for the never-ending cold wind, most places are extremely quiet, and the occasional jubilant human adventurer can be heard shouting.

With no one around, Zhou Qingfeng suddenly felt lonely in his heart, and everything around him was ridiculous. What he saw, heard, and encountered was something he had never thought of before. I've been struggling to survive for the past few days, and it's rare that everything is ready tonight, and I'm going to start fighting tomorrow, but I'm calm.

Will tomorrow's battle go well? How will the enemy react? Is I, a keyboard military strategist, an unborn genius, or a Zhao Kuo who talks on paper?

Zhou Qingfeng followed a stone-paved road to his troops' camping area. Because in the Iron Furnace Village, everyone felt safe, and no one followed him. He also wanted to be alone and sort out his chaotic thoughts.

Looking up at the sky, it was pitch black and I couldn't see anything.

I don't know what the demon's iron curtain is, but it can cover a huge sky.

Zhou Qingfeng was in such a daze, empty, his thoughts stretched outward, and he felt that everything around him was silent. Until......

With a thud, the thin stabbing sword came out of its sheath and stabbed into a shadow beside the stone pavement viciously.

The shadows twisted and writhed, as if some ghost was lurking within.

With a few sword strikes, sparks of metal appeared, and a thick black shadow rose and fell, and then disappeared.

Zhou Qingfeng held a stabbing sword in his hand, calm and motionless. After two breaths, he burst into flames on the spot, his body accelerated forward, and he rushed several meters away at a great speed, and stabbed out with a sword again.

The blow stabbed as fast as lightning, and the shadows writhed again in the darkness pointed at the tip of the sword, and the way was blocked. The shadow was forced to stop, confronted Zhou Qingfeng with his sword, and asked in surprise: "Boy, you have suddenly become powerful." ”

Zhou Qingfeng didn't answer, and continued to launch a stab with a stiff face. He even activated his own Misty Ring, hiding his form in it, actively blending into the darkness and continuing to attack.

The shadow in the darkness was even more surprised, and he could only fight head-on a few times to contain Zhou Qingfeng's offensive. He was surprised again and said, "Boy, your speed is very fast, but your actual combat experience is still too lacking. ”

In the fog and dark shadows, Zhou Qingfeng tried his best to perceive the opponent's position. The 'Sludge Tongue Spear' in his left hand is ready, and as long as he locks on, he can deal a fatal blow to the opponent.

Just now, when Zhou Qingfeng was quietly pondering, Ciric suddenly sent him a warning, informing him that danger was approaching, and someone was hiding in the shadows and trying to assassinate him.

At a rare moment of calm, there were still people to stir up the situation, and Uncle Zhou's anger came out and took the initiative to attack.

The opponent's ability is much higher than Zhou Qingfeng's, and even with Ciric's reminder, he has not been able to grasp the opponent's specific position. His eyes widened and he couldn't see anything clearly, so he could only use his hearing to the fullest.

Except for a few movements of weapon exchanges, the opponent's actions were almost silent, and even when he took the initiative to speak, his voice floated around, making people unpredictable.

After a few rounds of fighting between breaths, cold sweat broke out on Zhou Qingfeng's forehead. He was thinking about whether to open his mouth to call for help, but this really damaged the image of 'Wei Guangzheng' that he had finally erected, and he would be beaten back to his original form all of a sudden.

The opponent in the dark did not act rashly, it seemed that he was constantly moving, avoiding being locked, and not too close to Zhou Qingfeng.

After a stalemate for a while, Zhou Qingfeng said coldly: "Are you the thief named McCann?" It's rare that you can find this place. But if you're a step too late, the situation in the Black Forest will be reversed. ”

The thief in the dark retreated five meters away and asked, "I remember your name is Victor, and Todd's idiot takes good care of you." You seem to mix well, and I see a lot of people circling around you. But what do you want to do? ”

"Everything I do is to live with dignity. Specifically, you'll soon know. Zhou Qingfeng said.

"Really? I don't think so. The thief in the darkness let out a few sneers, then fell silent after a moment.

Zhou Qingfeng was on high alert in the darkness and silence, but Ciric sighed, "Boy, your perception is too bad, the other party has already left." ”

...... exhale, Zhou Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief, and his nervous mood was relaxed. Only then did he realize that he was soaking wet and his heart was pounding. The fight just now almost put him on the brink of death.

The stabbed sword hangs low and rests in its scabbard.

"It's true that my strength is still too poor, and I just rely on the information given by Ciric to fool people. lacks core competence, and sooner or later it will be stuck in someone's neck. ”

Zhou Qingfeng was a little depressed. He didn't say anything, he didn't complain, he just continued to walk the stone path under his feet to the camp of his men.

The camp was littered with a dozen bonfires, and dozens of tents were set up between them. These tents, which were supposed to be transported to White Crow Village to Old Xiusi, have now become Zhou Qingfeng's military supplies.

There was no sentry, no patrol, no regularity in the camp, and what slept in it was a group of stragglers.

"The waste boss with a large group of waste soldiers is really a match." Zhou Qingfeng smiled bitterly and complained about himself, constantly shaking his head.

In the midst of his frustration, he heard a sound of footsteps on the stone road behind him, and someone shouted 'Your Excellency Hugo'. As soon as Zhou Qingfeng turned around, Fei Zhe, the leader of Iron Furnace Village, sneakily ran over with a few cronies.

"What's the matter?" Zhou Qingfeng had just been attacked, and his vigilance was still there.

Fei Zhe looked around, this tall and strong, bearded guy seemed to be close to the thief, and said in a low voice: "Your Excellency Hugo, you said before that you could help us open the mine closed by the elves, is it true?" ”

"Yes." Zhou Qingfeng immediately understood what the other party wanted to do, he was also a person with a position, and said without hesitation: "Now everyone should be united, and the mine will be opened after victory." ”

When Fei Zhe heard Zhou Qingfeng say 'yes', he gritted his teeth and took out something from his arms, "Your Excellency Hugo, you are right, we should be united."

But here's something my grandfather found when he found this elven forge back then, could you please identify it for you? ”

Fei Zhe seemed to be reluctant, but he still forced the thing into Zhou Qingfeng's hands.

Zhou Qingfeng, who was very principled, looked down and immediately said: "I don't know much about this thing, and it will take a while to identify it." Why don't you put me here first? ”

"Absolutely." Fei Zhe gritted his teeth again, "Then the matter of the mine ......"

Zhou Qingfeng immediately said in a high-spirited manner: "Alas, ......, the issue of principle cannot be accommodating, and we still have to talk about unity." But I don't want to sleep tonight, and I just want to visit your village, so let's start at the mines. ”