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Half an hour had passed, and his sharp-eyed eyes saw that blue and black cylindrical objects began to float one after another in the upper reaches of the Nanyu River, which were the trees cut down by Gong Zhen.

"Alright, the rest is over! everyone is ready to get into the water!"

The seventy sergeants were all stunned, and the only one with a normal expression was Zheng Xi, who had just been pushed out to ask a question.

This nimble-minded young man actually had some clues about the real tactics in his heart, but without Qiao Ximing's approval, he didn't dare to explain too much to his comrades.

Not daring to disobey the order from the captain, the sergeants untied the outermost armor one after another, and walked to the east bank of the Nanyu River with their swords.

"The timber cut by the Third Army was about to arrive, and everyone put their shoulders on their shoulders and stopped the logs, and from here they built a ...... on the tributaries of Burial Bay Float!"

There were not many tall trees on the east bank of the Nanyu River, but there were many low bushes, and the sergeant, who was still a little puzzled, grabbed the hard branches that had been chopped in advance and stepped into the water, waiting for the logs to arrive.

The burial bay area is located next to the bend of the Nanyu River, the river here is not turbulent, and the sergeants who step into the military level are not afraid of water, and they float in a row on the water surface after shouldering, but they will not be washed away by the river.

But after half an hour, the sergeant finally saw the logs that came along the river, each with a certain distance between them.

According to Qiao Ximing's instructions, they stopped the logs, and then used their sabers and prepared branches to connect them in a fixed way, and gradually extended from the east bank towards the tributary of the burial bay.

After more than half an hour, a floating fence reached the entrance of the tributary diagonally from the east bank as Qiao Ximing had requested, and stopped above the Nanyu River.

"Well, yes, now sit down and rest!"

It is not an easy task to build a floating fence in the river, even if seventy people are capable people, they are too tired when they go ashore, but it is only because of Qiao Ximing's face, otherwise they would have directly fallen on the ground and gasped for breath.

No logs could be seen floating downstream, but Qiao Ximing didn't move, still waiting for something.

The overlapping three suns in the sky gradually dispersed, the scorching heat decreased a little, and time passed, and in the blink of an eye, it was past noon, and a black shadow really appeared in the upper reaches of the Nanyu River.

The corners of Qiao Ximing's mouth hooked, he knew that it was the corpse of the beast that Gong Zhen led people to throw behind.

The carcasses of spotted deer, curved sheep, and medium-sized beasts of all sorts floated down the river and soon crashed into the floating fence.

Zheng Xi, who was resting, couldn't help but feel a little nervous, he stared closely at the first corpse that hit the floating rail, because it was blocked from the way, he could only start rolling with the oblique trend of the floating rail, and the direction of progress changed, and he floated straight towards the tributary in the burial bay.

Seeing the corpses in the river floating into the tributary, Zheng Xi's heart suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and then a wave of anticipation rose.

Can the captain's idea succeed?

......

"It's almost time, are the phantom pollen ready?"

Huang Liu glanced at the hundred sergeants under him, his expression was serious, this rare seriousness was not a change in his personality after holding power, nor was it a sense of responsibility to complete the task, but because Qiao Ximing, because he wanted to make the unrevealed strategy successfully implemented, so as to prove to Gong Zhen that the so-called arrogant and ignorant waste is who it is!

was placed under Huanrong, then entered the Third Army, and then broke through to the middle of the rank to become an adjutant of the Third Army, Huang Liu knew very well in his heart that this was all the result of Qiao Ximing's operation behind his back. But he not only resented Qiao Ximing, but on the contrary, he was grateful.

Two months of disobedient flattery, two months of playing the role of a clown in front of Gong Zhen, although it was difficult, at least he successfully grasped the real power in the Third Army.

With this power, and standing in the position closest to Gong Zhen, he believes that one day, he will be able to seize a perfect opportunity to replace this man who has brought him shameful memories.

The slap on the right cheek, like a salted fish, bent his knees to survive, and when the two of them changed their status, he would return it even harder, torture him in a more humiliating way, leave a more terrible memory for this man, and then let him be abandoned and forgotten.

He wants everyone to know what an unforgivable thing it is to provoke him Huang Liu!

"Report to the lieutenant! Phantom pollen is ready!"

"Very good! It's time to get started, and everyone is starting to set up in the predetermined position, and nothing will be missed!"

"Yes!"

The hundred sergeants quickly dispersed, and the phantom pollen that had already been ground was scattered in a half-circle in the northern part of the burial bay, and even the west bank of the Nanyu River also appeared with a strong fragrance of phantom flowers.

Huang Liu smelled the fragrance of flowers, and his eyes flickered.

Surely, it will be successful!

......

As soon as the unitary time arrived, Guo Yu's team also began to throw phantom pollen like Huang Liu's side, from the west bank of the Nanyu River to the west forest, laying out an arc, plus the sprinkling from the north, the phantom flower fragrance surrounded the periphery of the entire burial bay!

The homing time of the waterfly beast also roughly starts from the unitary time.

When he returned to Burial Bay, a faint smell of blood attracted the first batch of returning waterfly beasts. The irrepressible urge for food draws them towards the source of the smell.

In that direction, it is exactly where the tributaries in the burial bay are located!

But at this time, the tributary was no longer just a small flowing river, and there were hundreds of corpses of medium-sized beasts floating on it, dyeing the water of the tributary pink.

The smell aroused the appetite, the appetite triggered the impulse, the impulse stimulated the wings, and the water flies all swarmed towards the carcass of the beast on the river, and the long mouthparts inserted into it without any scruples, and began to frantically suck the bodily fluids inside.

But the number of corpses was too much, and the first batch of waterflies only occupied a small part, so the bloody qi attracted more waterflies.

Second batch.

The third batch.

Nearly a thousand waterfly beasts stung densely on the carcass of the beast and began to eat continuously, causing the large number of corpses to shrink into shriveled skins covered with bones at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then sank into the water.

The urge to eat did not make the water fly beast notice, and the number of beast corpses on the water surface did not decrease, and it was still floating from the entrance of the tributary, replenishing, and at the end of the day, more than 300 corpses had floated from the entrance of the tributary, constantly stimulating their desire for food.

It's just that the more corpses appear later, the more an aura of disgust wafts from them, but when the food is in front of them, they suppress the disgust in their hearts, and temporarily satisfy the irrepressible impulse.

After another quarter of an hour, the last of the waterflies also returned.

The atmosphere of these waterflies was a little strange, as if they were low and restless, because they were the farthest away from the waterflies. When they searched for prey on the outskirts of the Burial Bay, they crashed headfirst into the thick fragrance of phantom flowers, and the disgust from instinct suddenly made them retreat quickly.

When it was time to return home, there was still a faint fragrance of phantom flowers on their bodies, which was like a human rolling in a manure pond for them, and their disgust was extreme, and their emotions could not be raised at all.

However, when they returned to the tributary, the small remaining carcass of the animals immediately dispelled their dissatisfaction, and with the rapid dance of their wings, they all rushed towards the carcass in a frenzied manner, and began the final scramble.

It was simply the happiest day for this herd of waterflies.

They don't even need to fight, they get countless food, and every waterfly in the herd has sucked enough bodily fluids before night comes, and they no longer need to worry about the emptiness in their stomachs.

They don't know, and they don't care where the food comes from. After eating and drinking, one by one, the belly that had become huge because of the swelling floated on the tributary, looking lazy, all motionless. ’

Time passed, and soon the time came, and the group of water flies seemed to be asleep, turning the whole tributary black and oppressive, and it looked disgusting and terrifying, and even the soft moonlight could not be relieved.

Suddenly, one of the waterflies moved.

Its massive belly shook twice in an instant, and after a moment's pause, countless bulges floated above the epidermis, as if something inside was exerting pressure on its abdomen.

The strange change made the spirit of the water fly beast quickly pause, but it did not look panicked, but shrugged downward, directly submerged its abdomen into the river water, and then its whole body trembled, making a very low buzzing sound, continuous, as if it was moaning in pain.

Upon entering the water, the bulge on the surface of the abdomen began to surge downward, but a hole was opened at the end of the abdomen, which gradually expanded until it reached the size of a human head.

Burst!

A dull sound rang out.

Looking into the water, the tail of the water fly beast's abdomen unexpectedly spewed out countless white ball-like objects, each the size of a baby's fist, all glued together, and then slowly floated upward, hanging on the surface of the river.

The change of this waterfly beast is exactly laying eggs!

And not only this waterfly, as the night became thicker, more and more waterfly beasts began to undergo the same change.

At first, there was a dull sound of hitting the water at intervals, but after a while, the frequency of the pop increased rapidly, and with the low and noisy humming sound, a strange symphony was formed on the whole tributary!

The sound of the song grew louder and louder, spreading towards the perimeter of the Burial Bay.

The sound spread to the north, Gong Zhen opened his eyes like copper bells, his eyebrows frowned slightly, Huan Rong tossed and turned, his expression was puzzled, and Huang Liu, who was still guarding the campfire, raised his eyes to look, and his eyes jumped out of what seemed to be hideous excitement.

The voice also spread to the south, Guo Yu sat up suddenly, shocked as if he had thought of something; Zheng Xiping lay flat but his eyes were shining, and he did not hide the expectation in it; Qiao Ximing turned sideways, stretched out his hand to cover the position of his swaddling ears beside him, but his eyes looked at Xue Yiwu who was woken up, extremely calm.

"Joe, what's going on?" Shae-Mai was a little scared.

Smiling slightly, there was an inexplicable sense of security in Qiao Ximing's expression, which instantly calmed down Xue Yiwu.

"It's alright, it's the waterflies...... They're starting to lay eggs!"

"Spawning?"

"Hmm. Qiao Ximing looked in the direction of the burial bay: "Wait until tomorrow...... It's going to hatch!"

......

In addition to the thousands of water flies and beasts, there are countless white fly eggs densely spread all over the entire river, black and white, making the atmosphere of the burial bay more and more depressing.

This depression slowly accumulated, swelled, and then when the sky appeared a faint morning light, strange voices were heard again.

Click!

Dense white fly eggs are beginning to crumble!