Chapter 202: Rebellion

The Super Dark Iron Mine is very large, and the Sand Tribes have only mined a small part of it, and the entire mine is as intricate as an old tree root.

The rotation coil spreads downward layer by layer, and there are seven layers in total.

At the bottom of the cave is a large natural cave with an underground river more than ten meters wide.

In the flowing water, black vines intertwined, like fishing nets, entwining and devouring all kinds of unknown fish.

In the humid air, the smell of blood was clearly audible.

"Okay, the whole team camped on the spot, let's rest here tonight, go to the river to fetch water be careful, try to avoid the devil vine, this thing has been abnormal recently. ā€

Big Nose led the team, found a relatively flat river beach, and ordered camping.

"Let's go, let's go to the river to fetch water!" Qiandao Mu carried a wooden barrel and glanced at Shan Geng, Shan Wu, and the two brothers on the side.

The two of them understood, and did not speak, one of them carried a wooden barrel, and followed the Thousand Island Wood out of the camp and walked towards the underground river.

Qiandaomu looked at the ground under his feet, and walked cautiously, avoiding the branches of the devil's vine, even if it was obviously dead, he did not step on it.

"Thousand Island Wood, the Devil Vine can distinguish the breath of human beings, and will not attack our Sand Clan, what are you afraid of?" Shan Geng looked strange behind him and asked curiously.

"I don't know, I always feel that there are eyes everywhere on the devil's vine, and I'm a little scared!" Qiandaomu scratched his head, looking confused.

"Okay, when is it, you still talk about all this uselessness?" Shan Wu, the youngest, seemed the most anxious, glanced back, and was already more than a hundred meters away from the camp, and lowered his voice.

"Master Hou gave us two tasks, one is to find out the strength of Mocheng, and the other is to find a way to get close to the teleportation point and blow it up with explosives.

We're trapped down here, we can't do anything, we have to find a way to get out quickly. ā€

"Shan Wu is right!" Shan Geng grimaced bitterly on the side, and then said, "Even if you can't blow up the teleportation point, you have to send the news of the 100,000 terror army first."

Although these terrifying people are stupid, they are very powerful, and they are like wild beasts when they fight, and they are not afraid of pain at all.

Moreover, there is not much food in the city, and Kimura Ershu can't afford to raise so many terrifying people, so he will definitely launch an attack on Shacheng in the next day or two. ā€

"I know, but I can't get out now, what can we do!" Qiandaomu was also very anxious at this time.

In this operation, he is the captain, in case the news cannot be delivered, Shacheng will suffer heavy losses, and he will not escape the blame.

"Shhhh

The three of them looked up and looked across the underground river together.

The underground cave is not as dark as imagined, there are many glowing fluorites on the cave walls, although the light is not very bright, some scenes can be seen more or less vaguely.

"This, this is the camp of the Fifth Squadron!" Qiandao stammered.

Across the river was an apparently newly built camp, and the white moon flag of the fifth squadron, except that the whole camp was silent, with no people, no fire.

All that was there was a scattering of blades and armor on the ground, torn tents, and patches of dark red blood.

"Squadron leader, no, the people of the fifth squadron have been attacked!" the three of them went back to report in a panic.

A squadron approached five hundred people, and it was inexplicably gone.

"What did you say, who attacked the 5th Squadron?" the big nose startled.

"Just across the river, the camp is still there, and there are no one left, so send someone back to report the news!" Qiandaomu gasped heavily, with hope in his eyes, this seemed to be an opportunity to return to the surface.

"Take me to see it!"

Big Nose had a solemn face, half of the men remained in the camp, and with more than two hundred people, they crossed the river with torches.

There were obvious signs of dragging on the ground, as well as some black vines that had been cut by sharp objects.

The group looked around, and their faces changed, such obvious traces, even fools could see it.

Look at the black vines wrapped around the stone wall, and your legs are trembling.

"Team, captain, yes, it's the devil vine!"

"The devil vine is personally controlled by Captain Kimura, even if there are some minor problems, as long as they are not completely out of control, it is impossible to attack us?"

"It's hard to say, the fruit of the devil's vine is about to ripen, and the flesh and blood energy of ordinary people is too little, and it hasn't happened before, and there are generals who feed the devil's vine with soldiers. ā€

"So, someone interfered with the devil's vine and sent us down to search, it's all fake?"

"Hmph, Captain Kimura is a fifth-order powerhouse, and the devil vine was planted by him himself, if you want to take control of the devil vine from him, unless it is a sixth-order wood-based warlock, it will never be possible!"

Originally, the soldiers were scared, but after listening to the conspiracy theories, they immediately believed it, after all, the brutality and bloodshed of the upper echelons of the Sand Clan, they all knew it, and it was not strange to do such a thing.

"Okay, don't say it!" The cold sweat on the end of the big nose, although he shouted in his mouth to stop talking, but the look on his face couldn't deceive people, and he believed it.

"Let's go, let's go back to the camp, send someone to contact the other teams that have come down, if that's the case, let's go back to the ground. ā€

"Okay, listen to the captain, if you really use us as blood food, it's the other way around!"

"Yes, it's the opposite, the left and right are dead, so let's simply go to the indigenous forces here and not go back!"

"That's right, anyway, we're all poor, we have nothing, and we will suffer when we go back, so it's better to stay here. ā€

"I heard that Li Wenhao, the Marquis of Langya, loves the people like a son, and gives land to the poor people and slaves..."

His voice was not loud, and it should have been drowned out in the midst of a cacophony of shouts.

But the strange thing is that everyone's voices are gone, and then they all turn their heads to look at Qiandaomu.

"I... I—" Qiandaomu stammered, unable to speak, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Behind him, the two brothers Shan Geng and Shan Wu quietly moved their feet and distanced themselves from him, with an expression that we were not familiar with him.

"You come to my tent at night, let's talk. When he returned to the camp, the big nose left a strange sentence in his eyes, and personally led a team of people out of the camp.

"Qiandaomu, are you crazy, dare to say such a thing?" Looking for a chance for no one, Shan Geng, Shan Wu came to him, and his anxious head was smoking.

"I had a hot brain and thought it was an opportunity!" Qiandaomu grabbed his hair in frustration, he felt stupid.

An hour later, Big Nose and his party returned, and there were a few more strangers around them, all dressed as squadron leader-level generals.

"Qiandaomu, come to my tent!" the big nose hurriedly shouted at Qiandaomu, and entered his tent with an anxious expression.