Pushing the door in, Chen Mo rushed to a wooden bed in a flash, and the dagger in his hand stabbed into the chest of the sleeping person on the bed.

"Hmm......"

A muffled snort came from the bed, and Chen Mo shook the fire and took a look, the man on the bed had a high nose and sunken eyes and white skin, as if he was sick, but according to the eyes of Europeans, this guy was still a good beautiful man, otherwise the princess Sophia would not have hooked up with him.

Seeing that Sophia was not here, Chen Mo looked at the wooden box in the corner, stepped forward to open the lid of the box and turned out the fur inside, and a secret passage that was not very big appeared at the bottom of the box.

Crawling along the secret passage for only a few tens of meters to the end, Chen Mo looked at the design of a wooden box on the top of his head with a fire fold, he slowly opened the lid of the wooden box and turned over, under the dim candlelight, a blonde and beautiful Rakshasa Yanma was lying on a large bed, and next to her was sleeping a young man who was more handsome than the wooden house guard.

Chen Mo stepped forward and connected his fingers, but in an instant, he sealed the blonde beauty and the man's acupoint, and then he poked the woman's sour and numb acupoint, which made her wake up from her deep sleep, and saw a strange Chinese man standing in front of her, the woman wanted to get up and scream, but her mouth was open and closed, and she couldn't move or speak at all.

Chen Mo gently lifted the sheet on the woman's body, and saw that this girl was not wearing anything, but looking at a gourd figure, it was incomparable to an oriental woman.

The cold iron dagger in his hand slowly gestured on the fat on the woman's chest, but his mouth said gloomily:

"Name? Origin? Otherwise, the pair is cut off. ”

The woman was taken aback by Chen Mo's movements, originally she thought that Chen Mo would turn over to the bed and do that with her, but she didn't expect Chen Mo to threaten her baby, as Chen Mo's fingers untied the woman's dumb, she hurriedly said:

"Sophia, I, Princess Rakshasa, if you want me to sleep, don't cut it off."

Hearing that it was indeed Princess Rakshasa Princess, Chen Mo smiled coldly and asked:

"You're next to Gorizin?"

"Goritsyn, it's him." Princess Sophia said with a wink of her big green eyes.

"Alright, you can sleep for a while."

Chen Mo made Sophia fall asleep with a little finger, and after walking to the other end, he also uncovered Gao Lijin's quilt, this guy was actually bare, but there was a strange aura around him that made Chen Mo frown.

"Fox smell, this Sophia actually chased him thousands of miles to sleep with him for him, it's really." Chen Mo pointed to Gao Lijin's pain point and muttered.

Gao Lijin was awakened by severe pain, but he was as immobile and screaming as Sophia, seeing Chen Mo holding a knife in his hand and gesturing at the thing under him, his eyes showed horror and his mouth kept moving.

"I asked, you answered, wrong, this thing is not, a few more mistakes, hands, feet and heads, all off." Chen Mo tried to speak in short Chinese.

Gao Lijin kept blinking in agreement, and Chen Mo untied his dumb hole and asked:

"Does Hong Antong know each other?"

"I don't know, I've heard of it." Gao Rijin hurriedly replied.

If you don't know each other, it proves that Hong Antong has not colluded with the Rakshasa devil, Chen Mo nodded and continued to ask:

"Castle, how many soldiers? How many people are there?"

Gao Lijin was frightened by Chen Mo's methods at this time, and he stammered:

"Five hundred and thirty soldiers, all barracks, sixty for the rest."

Chen Mo's eyes shrank and then asked:

"Did you know there's a cave nearby?"

"There's one, at the foot of the mountain, on the back, but, thirty meters deep, we serve as a wine cellar." Gao Rijin said hurriedly.

Chen Mo squinted and calculated, the inventory treasure of Luding Mountain is definitely in that cave, as for Gao Lijin said that it is only thirty meters deep, it must be because the cave is sealed by Tartar, he thought for a while, he still has at least a month to spare, and he doesn't necessarily need help from others, but the old Maozi here can't stay, he thought about it and looked at Gao Lijin and asked:

"Powder kegs, shells, where?"

"Go out, go straight, a big house with everything in it." Gorizin said with a trembling jaw.

Gao Lijin thought that Chen Mo just wanted to get a musket, but unexpectedly, what Chen Mo thought about was extremely ruthless, the moment he finished speaking, the dagger in Chen Mo's hand stabbed into Gao Lijin's heart with a snort, Chen Mo looked at the little martial arts value prompted by the martial arts gate depressedly, it seems that this Gao Lijin will not have any impact on the world of Lu Ding Ji whether he dies or not, and he can only reward a little martial arts value.

Chen Mo walked up to Sophia and gestured with a dagger to the position of her heart under the grandeur, muttering:

"It's a shame that you're still the governor of Yaksa City, so that's all you need, but if you kill Sophia, who will become the regent, it should be a little more, right?

Kill Sophia, then there will be no Moscow Musketeers riots, and there will be no strange situation where the big and small tsars are together, and if you don't kill them, maybe it's still a little useful to keep them. ”

Chen Mo slowly put away the dagger after a few consecutive strokes, he slowly pushed open the door, there were only a few torches in the castle at this time, and on the watchtowers at the four corners of the castle, several soldiers were also sitting on the ground and sleeping, not to mention people walking in other places;

Chen Mo took a closer look at the layout of the city, a row of barracks was laid out side by side, next to it was a stable, hundreds of war horses occasionally sneezed in the night to show a trace of anger, in front of the barracks was a large warehouse, Chen Mo showed a smile on his face and quietly touched the castle wall.

Killing those unsuspecting and sleeping Maozi sentries, Chen Mo threw all the muskets in their hands into the martial arts gate, and his body touched the warehouse as lightly as a raccoon cat, looking at the gate locked by the huge iron lock, the cold iron dagger in his hand was cut off in response to the iron lock, and slowly pushed the door open to see that Chen Mo was also startled by the preparation of this old Maozi.

Three hundred pounds of powder kegs were piled up in half of the warehouse, nearly a thousand flintlock pistols were freshly lit on the wooden shelves, eighteen red-coated cannons were coated with butter to show a strange smell by the gate, and in the wooden boxes on the other side were some flowering bullets that were filled or still empty.

There are about 1,000 barrels of gunpowder here, and there are actually 300,000 catties piled up here**, but Chen Mo thinks it is normal, this is the old nest of the Manchu Tartars, and it will definitely be taken back after being occupied by Maozi, and Lao Maozi must be fully prepared for the safety here.

Chen Mo glanced at it and quickly began to sweep the warehouse, at this time he felt the comfort of robbery, as long as he could move anything into the Martial Realm Gate, but there was nothing in the entire warehouse except for a little residue in a stick of incense.

Finding out the warehouse, Chen Mo began to arrange along each house, and soon these houses were covered with powder kegs and a large number of flowering shells.