"Huh?" Wang Hao's eyes widened, and he looked at Cheng Daquan: "Lao Zhang, there are no outsiders, I'll say it directly, what did the first batch of troops out of the city do that day, you should know, right?" ”

Zhang Lingfu nodded: "Professionally, it is called cover, but ordinary people are used to calling it cannon fodder." ”

"What about you?" Wang Hao didn't quite understand.

Zhang Lingfu laughed and said confidently: "Xicheng is so important, there is no room for failure." Although it is cannon fodder, it is also cannon fodder with great importance, if someone else goes, it will be defeated in less than half an hour, where can it achieve the intended purpose. Only my troops have this ability. ”

"Cow!" Wang Hao and Cheng Daquan looked at each other and smiled, gave a thumbs up, and Wang Hao asked: "If Dachengzi hadn't come in time that day, even if you insisted on it for ten hours, you would have hung up in the end." ”

Zhang Lingfu nodded: "Not bad." But I'm not afraid of the two jokes, even if the two don't come, my troops are finally gone, and I am confident that I can die with this nail. ”

"The reason why I took the initiative to apply to go out of the city was not just to be cannon fodder, but the main purpose was to fight hard with this group of East Indian troops." Zhang Lingfu said.

Seeing the template of this state soldier, Wang Hao couldn't help but shake his head, he will face new humans in the future, if they are all this kind of people, it will be really a headache.

"Are there many people like you in military schools?" Wang Hao asked.

Zhang Lingfu smiled faintly: "There are so many talents in the auxiliary emperor, I am just accompanying the last seat." ”

"Come less." Wang Hao laughed: "Hu Lian is a top student of the Auxiliary Emperor, I don't think he is as good as you." ”

A few people spoke nonsense, time always passed very quickly, Wang Hao and the others quickly passed through the battlefield where the two sides were fighting, and entered the jurisdiction of the East Indian Army.

There is a very distinctive feature of the war with the East Indian Army, that is, it is difficult for both sides to disguise themselves as each other's people. The chains under the feet of the slave soldiers of the East Indian Army were too obvious, and the Huaxia Army would not be bored enough to tie all their soldiers together and wait to be killed.

So you can only be careful and careful.

There were still more than 30 people left in a scout company under Zhang Lingfu, all of whom were sent out and scattered around the team, and the two warrior monks led by Wang Hao also left the team, cooperating with the scouts to observe the surrounding situation.

encountered two teams of patrolling slave soldiers, but fortunately, the scouts under Zhang Lingfu had good personal strength, and with the cooperation of the warrior monks, none of them were allowed to go back alive.

In front of me is a small forest.

The forest is very small, but more than a dozen acres in size, even if it is a Tibetan, it can only hide more than a thousand people, and the trees in the forest are not luxuriant, standing outside the woods, you can see far away at a glance.

This place is not hidden, but since ancient times, when human beings have done some unsightly things, they always like to find some seemingly hidden places to seek psychological comfort, and the forest is one of them.

A full 400 people were already scattered around the woods, slowly crawling towards the forest.

In the middle of the woods, in an open field, a trade was taking place.

The Scarlet Golden Light Chamber of Commerce sent three third-class deacons this time, and it could be seen that this was not a high-level transaction, but just an ordinary one of the dozens of transactions conducted by the Chamber of Commerce every day.

The number of people on the side of the East Indian Army was not large, only more than thirty people, including two groups of slave soldiers, and the rest were actually white-robed monks, and there was even a guy in a golden robe.

But the leader was a child.

The child's skin was snow-white, his head was shaved, and he was not at all like the ordinary East Indians with dark and shiny skin, but the child had clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, but half of his face was covered with hideous tattoos, and the other half of his face was like an angel.

The deacon led by the blood-colored golden light wore a black cloak, and a strange smile came out of the cloak: "How about it, this batch of goods is of good quality, but they are all high-grade armaments of the southeastern states, this kind of goods is a sought-after commodity in the entire Chinese Empire, and the equipment of the East Indian Army has always been not good, so it can come in handy." ”

The yin-yang-faced child grinned, his teeth were as sharp as a knife, but his voice was like that of a young child.

"Give them money."

A white-robed monk took a small cloth bag from his pocket and threw it over.

The leading deacon caught it, opened it and saw that it was all thumb-sized diamonds, and he nodded with satisfaction: "The East Indians are really generous, thank you." ”

With that, he turned around with his men and was about to leave.

The yin-yang-faced child was still laughing, and said four more words: "I want them to die." ”

The blood-colored deacon, thinking he had misheard, stopped and looked back.

Seeing a flash of golden light, the golden-robed monk suddenly rushed into the crowd of blood-colored golden light, his hands were like knives, and he cut the opponent's neck in an instant.

The leading deacon clutched his throat, and blood gushed out like a fountain of blood from his throat with a wound that almost cut off his head. Suddenly, a chill ran through his chest. The last thing that stuck in my eyes was the golden-robed monk's non-human-like face.

The golden-robed monk's hand was withdrawn from the leading deacon's chest, and there was already an extra heart in his palm that was still beating and exuding a trace of heat.

He walked back to the yin-yang-faced child with his heart in his hand, knelt down on one knee, and sent the heart to the child with both hands.

The yin-yang-faced child didn't use his hands, he actually threw his face directly on the heart, his cheeks were agitated, and in a blink of an eye, his heart was eaten up, and he even raised his tongue to lick the remaining blood on the palm of the golden-robed man.

A hint of joy flashed in the eyes of the yin-yang-faced child, and he slapped his face and smiled: "The hearts of Chinese people are so delicious!" No wonder the Lord wants to start this war! In the future, I will ask the Emperor to give me a piece of land with the most populous population, and I will eat such good things every day. ”

Before the words fell, the golden-robed man's face suddenly changed drastically!

A thin flash of lightning flashed in the sky, slashing directly at the top of the head of the yin-yang-faced child.

The golden-robed man didn't have time to make any moves, and the electric light had already reached the top door of the child, and he heard a loud noise, like a thunderclap.

The yin-yang-faced child stood in place like no one, with a thin sword stuck straight above his head, at least more than half a foot deep, he pulled the sword from his head with his backhand, rubbed it twice in his hand and turned it into a ball of rotten iron, and threw it into his mouth with a clattering sound.

"Baal, kill them all!" The child's expression was very hideous.

Outside the woods, Zhang Lingfu suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood and stained his military uniform red.

"Damn, I hit a hard claw!" Wang Hao scolded: "Such a shit actually sent a god-serving monk out to suppress the formation, and where did that little bastard jump out!" ”

"Hit, hit!" Cheng Daquan roared, pulled out a machete weighing more than 100 pounds and led people back into the woods.

Zhang Lingfu's face was pale, he was still vomiting blood, gritting his teeth and saying four words: "Prince of Dongyin!" ”

Although it's the first time I've heard this title, I don't know what this Dongyin prince is, but it sounds very powerful, as if it's the emperor's son or something.

"Lao Zhang, you wait, I'll chop up this little bastard!" Wang Hao beckoned a warrior monk to guard Zhang Lingfu, and he took another warrior monk into the woods.

The woods are now cracked up.

Wang Hao's side is all elite, and the three teams of slave soldiers are simply vegetables, and they lie down as soon as they fight.

But the rest of the East Indians are all hard stubble.

Each white-robed monk can hold at least a dozen people, and he is almost fatal, and he still has the spare strength to bless the "divine light", and in a blink of an eye, the Chinese people are all masters among the doctrinal monks.

But the most troublesome thing is the golden-robed priest.

He dragged Cheng Daquan and his two lieutenants alone, and several of Zhang Lingfu's master guards were also participating in the siege, but in the short seconds when Wang Hao rushed into the woods from outside the woods, two of Zhang Lingfu's personal guards had already died, and one of Cheng Daquan's arms was also broken and hung softly beside him.

When Wang Hao came, the head of one of Cheng Daquan's lieutenants just rose to the sky.

"Damn! Sanctuary! "Wang Hao's scalp is about to explode, even if this person does not have the blessing of divine light, two ninth-order abilities have appeared on his body, and one foot has stepped into the gate of the holy domain.

But Wang Hao did not participate in the siege of him, and instinctively made him feel that the real most dangerous thing was the yin-yang-faced child who had been sneering at the scene and watching the battle without making a move, that is, the 'prince of Dongyin' in Zhang Lingfu's mouth.

In the pupil of insight, I can see what superpowers he has, and several points of light flicker, up and down, but it is not easy to say how many levels it is.

"The fourth child has got the golden robe!" Wang Hao shouted at the warrior monk who came with him, but he pounced on the child.

The fourth senior brother held the demon pestle in his hand, like an angry-eyed King Kong descending from the sky and greeted the golden-robed monk.

Monk to monk, the fourth senior brother practiced the method of subduing demons, and took Lu Zhishen's fierce path, and an alloy demon pestle in his hand was made by Ou Metallurgy himself, weighing three hundred and sixty-eight pounds, and a small amount of super element metal was added.

The two exchanged hands in a matter of moments.

There was a loud bang and a roar in the grove, and patches of trees fell one after another.

Wang Hao didn't have the heart to look back at all, after all, the two ninth-order abilities only stepped into the Holy Domain with one foot, not the real Holy Domain, the usual combat power was comparable to the Holy Domain, but there were no Holy Domain skills.

His mind was on this bastard cannibal child.

Unexpectedly, this kid had no ability, and he was stabbed by Wang Hao with a knife.

But after Wang Hao pulled out the knife, the child looked at the big hole in his chest as if there was no, and pounced on Wang Hao with his teeth and claws.

It is not appropriate to say that he is incapable, his two hands and teeth are the most powerful weapons, and his body does not seem to be afraid of external injuries, Wang Hao wants to catch it alive, but he has not started at the vital point, and he has cut off one of his arms in a row, and after one thigh, the child is still as fierce as ever, and quickly crawled to the side of a soldier who died in battle, and buried his head in the chest of the corpse to gnaw it.

Wang Hao's scalp was numb. Is Mom still human?

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