After Gao Feng brought more than 100 warriors to the outside of the camp of the desolate people, he let out a long breath fiercely, and organized a hundred people to approach like a place in the invisible night, which was more difficult than asking him to clear a hundred sentry posts, and it was already the second half of the night, which was the time when people were sleeping, but it also meant that they did not have much time.

The first thing Gao Feng did was to swagger into the middle of the barren camp, pick up the firewood on one side, and add it to the bonfire.

In this process, the tribal warriors splashed the jīng oil on the tents where the deserted people slept, and they didn't scatter much, but not a drop was wasted, and the tents were not neat, especially the tents close to the coalition camp, the most sparse and sparse tents were not poured with jīng oil, and a group of ten warriors quietly touched into the tents, more careful than stealing other people's wives.

The tents of the desolate people are large and small, but they are uniformly squeezed in, ten people are the battle queue of the desolate people, and they are also the fastest team that can be assembled when they are attacked, and the peak is not wrong to guess a little, the desolate people really have no sense of security, and they are ready to turn their faces at any time, but unfortunately they didn't expect that this arrangement just gave the peak a chance, and he didn't even need to reconnoitre, all the tents were the same.

The ten jīng warriors are all good at killing people, neatly solved their own work, and quietly exited the tent to touch the next one, and there will inevitably be unexpected sounds in the middle, all of which are controlled within a certain area, at least the densest area of the tent will not be alarmed, which is also the reason why some tents pour oil and some tents do something.

Gao Feng has been standing by the fire and observing the movements around him, he can't do anything, he must respond to emergencies at any time, give orders, and this time is also the most tense time, if you don't pay attention, they will be surrounded by thousands of desolate people in the center.

The palm of the handle of the gun began to get wet, gradually increasing the peak of strength, the closer to success, the more worried he was about failure, this tangled psychology made him nervous, time passed for a long time, every minute and every second seemed to instantly gain weight three times.

Just when he saw that almost all the tribal warriors had come out of the scattered tents, he almost erupted into a retreating roar, and the sky also became hazy, and a trace of light spread out at the peak of the clouds, suppressing his excitement, and it was up to him whether he could succeed.

There was no sudden, no accident, a hundred warriors disappeared into the darkness according to the predetermined plan, and after the peak and the last one disappeared, one person took a deep breath, picked up a burning firewood, and walked towards the densest area of the tent.

"That's it......." Gao Feng said to himself, the bottle opened on his waist flew out in an instant, more than thirty drops of blue sè wood flower jīng oil flew out in an instant, and the torch swept by, and the next moment, these burning flames crossed a dazzling arc and fell to their respective tents, which were easily ignited, and Gao Feng turned around and walked in another direction to repeat the previous action.

Two times later, Gao Feng lit nearly seventy tents, and at this time, Gao Feng threw away the torches, but did not leave, but drew the Grim Reaper's scimitar and walked quietly between the burning tents, which was the most critical and difficult point.

If Gao Feng wants to break the desolate people's last hope, he has to be cruel to kill, the desolate people in the tent have no deep hatred and hatred, and he has never offended him, but he can't let these desolate people live, the desolate people who live and die should be countless women and children of the Tianzha tribe.

Gao Feng's mind was blank, trying not to think about the innocence of the desert warrior as much as possible, when the first scream came from the tent, the tent had become a huge torch, the first desert man grabbed his weapon and rushed out of the tent in panic, the moment the long-awaited death scimitar flashed from his side lightly, instantly separating half of his body, and the lower half of his body was still connected together, and the desolate man with separate face and head did not snort and fell to the ground .......

Kill the desolate man, take advantage of the situation, cut off the fulcrum of the tent, the burning tent suddenly collapsed, covering the desolate man below in the middle of the tent, burning, making a scream, Gao Feng is like a diligent gardener wandering between the burning tents, trying not to let the desolate escape from the tent, killing a lot of people who cut off the fulcrum, when all the tents began to collapse, Gao Feng took the opportunity to touch the dark wilderness, at this moment the camp has been alarmed, countless coalition warriors rushed out of the camp.

Smoothly and a hundred warriors converged with the peak, and suddenly like a dream, it was too smooth, no trouble at all, just completed the set task so smoothly, and did not even have a trace of error, Lu Dao said that this is in the era of no communication command and no intelligence support, it is a miracle to be able to complete the task without a little mistake.

Gao Feng's adventure was successful, he didn't know that this mission was destined to succeed from the beginning, the reason was that the desolate and the coalition army distrusted each other, resulting in defensive defects, and the desolate people's main defensive direction was not the Northern Dragon Canyon, but the coalition warriors, which gave them an opportunity.

The moment the pole was pierced, Gao Feng slipped back smoothly from the middle of the fire, and the flames of the barren man's camp attracted everyone's attention, but instead allowed Gao Feng and them to get cover.

"It's up to tomorrow, tomorrow, if the desolate man's offensive drags on, there will be no problem......."

Gao Feng caught the palm of the pole and reached the top of the mountain, and said confidently behind him, the flames of the barren camp formed a sea of fire, and countless noisy sounds echoed below.

"It's too dangerous, we can only count on you to lead us now, in case something happens to you, the consequences are unimaginable, and the Great Elder will pay attention to some ...... next time."

The pole couldn't speak, but what he said made Gao Feng stunned, and in retrospect, it seemed a little reckless, just like the pole said, the defense of the entire valley was presided over by him, and once something happened, the Beilong Canyon would be finished.

"Isn't there any news from Celestial Claw?" Gao Feng wiped the soot from his face and said in a deep voice, if the coalition forces can't attack for a long time, they may use the Protector and Xianfeng, and at that time, he may not be able to hold on.

"Not for the time being, but I heard that Lord Celestial Claw has started eating, or it won't be long before it recovers......."

The pole's uncertain answer made Gao Feng's heart heavy, and he couldn't help but turn around and look at the place where Fangfang was stationed at the back of the canyon, and frowned and said:

"If the coalition forces don't make progress tomorrow, I'm afraid there will be problems ...... over there."