Outside the expeditionary camp of the Bednar Regiment of the Yunling Green Empire.

The night is like ink, the moonlight Moyun Ridge, the dark shadows in the dense forest touch down the mountain, they seem to be very adapted to the night, they don't need light to see the road under their feet, or they are very familiar with the terrain here, all the way to the outside of the expeditionary camp.

It let its tall and burly body hide in the shadows as much as possible, restraining the murderous aura on its body, a pair of cloudy and bloodshot eyes staring at a big tree fifty meters away in front of it, the damn power of the plane law, suppressed its power to only one-third of the Flame Hell World, originally these eyes could see the black crow a hundred meters away in the endless darkness.

But now, even trying to see the dark whistle in the trees fifty meters away is a bit difficult.

It licked its chapped lips, the blood on its body was almost dry, and some new blood had to be injected into the body to keep this body going, wasn't that the reason why it had traveled thousands of miles from the Flame Hell to this goddamn strange plane?

What does blood smell like?

When it thinks about this, the innermost saliva always can't help but flow out, and it really doesn't know what reserve is more and more!

Where is the dignity of demons?

All right! Fifty meters away in the tree, there was a not-so-well-disguised sentry.

In the darkness of the night, the eyes in the gap between the leaves reflected a faint moonlight, and it clenched the thorns in its hands, shrinking its body as much as possible.

A horned demon next to him glanced at him, tilted his head at it, and motioned for it to touch it.

'It's definitely a good chance for the captain to put on a show!' It thought to itself, and then its whole body was pressed into the shadows, and its body twisted, and it approached the sentry in the shadows...... Forty-five meters...... Thirty-five meters...... Twenty meters ...... Five-meter ......

It hid in the shadows under the tree, with a thorn in its mouth, and climbed the tree with both hands, one branch broken by its own hand.

Damn, everything in this plane is so fragile that it will break even if you touch it, so why can't there be some Flame Hell Iron Trees here?

The unexpected sound made its heart hang......

But the human warrior in the sentry at the top of the tree seemed to be asleep, and did not notice any unusual sound under his feet.

It continued to climb upward, but the tree's canopy was too dense for its tall body to penetrate into the canopy, so it stopped, leaned upwards with all its might, and quietly reached out to the human warrior with a thorn in its hand.

The sharp spur stabbed under the warrior's feet, and the next second, it protruded from the warrior's skull, and the human warrior pierced through the spur, not even sending out a single warning signal.

It caught a magic flare that had fallen from the hands of a human warrior and jumped lightly from the tree with the trophy in hand.

More than 100 evil ghosts passed by, silently rushing towards the front barracks, it originally wanted to have a good meal, but at this time it could only rush forward with the other evil spirits.

The evil spirit that rushed out of the dense forest suddenly jumped out of the dense forest without any warning.

In the process of charging, the two blue-faced long-horned demons rushed to the front, almost leaving two afterimages behind them, the demons' arms crossed in front of their faces, they bowed their bodies like a galloping rhinoceros, and unstoppably crashed into the ten-meter-high wooden fences, the foundations of these wooden fences were not too strong, and under the combined impact of the two green-faced long-horned demons, several wooden fences were smashed apart.

With a loud bang, more than a hundred evil spirits were like hungry wolves rushing into the sheepfold, relying only on their physical instincts to pounce on the human warriors who were sleeping in the tent.

……

A loud sound like shaking the mountains woke He Boqiang from his sleep.

The second squad of soldiers beside him also got up from their sleeping bags, and when they heard the noisy shouts outside, Surdak did not hesitate, and quickly put the armor on his body, for the hoplite soldiers, not wearing this heavy armor is no different from a farmer with a dung fork.

Outside the camp, the horn of the assembly sounded, and Surdak stood in the tent, urging the soldiers of the second squad under him: "Hurry! Hurry up and put on your armor......"

With that, he fastened his shoulder straps, fastened the clasp of his trousers, and rushed out of the tent with the knight's sword.

When He Boqiang slept, the leather armor on his body did not take off at all, which may be the benefit of the monster leather armor, even if he wore it on his body, it only felt like he was wearing a single coat, and he was a little uncomfortable when he slept.

He had vague memories in his subconscious: as long as it didn't interfere with his sleep on the battlefield in the field, the armor should not leave his body.

When Surdak rushed out with his sword, He Boqiang followed him.

When I lifted the curtain of the tent, I found that there was already a mess outside the barracks.

The roar of the demon came from all sides, and a tent next door was trampled by a three-meter-tall demon, and the warriors inside were crushed under the tent before they could even climb out of the tent.

They are like fish crammed into a fishing net, trying to cut through the tent and get out.

But where would the demon who had trampled on the tent give them such an opportunity, and the thorn in the demon's hand stabbed indiscriminately at the place where the tent fluctuated the most, and there was always some scream of pain every time......

At this time, Surdak couldn't help but rush over with a long sword.

He seemed to have forgotten that he had not received the blessing of the sacrificial rite, and that his current physical state could not stop a heavy blow from the demon warrior.

The sword that stabbed out was casually blocked by the demon, and the military thorn in the demon's hand stabbed Surdak in the chest.

A dwarven chain shield appeared on Surdak's chest just in time. Before, there were many iron patches on the surface of the dwarf chain shield, and it was already in tatters, but it was stuck in the military thorn in the hand of the evil ghost, and the two-faced and four-armed demon god phantom behind He Boqiang appeared again, and it was only a short moment, and it disappeared quickly.

With the piercing sound of gold and iron, He Boqiang gave up the dwarven chain shield in his hand, and took a step forward with the Roman sword tightly in both hands, sending the long sword into the demon's lower abdomen.

The demon withdrew the hand that had held the Surdak knight's sword, and slammed his fist into He Boqiang's shoulder, and the Flame Snake Lizard's skin shoulder guard made a cracking sound at this moment.

He Boqiang only felt a huge force surging from his shoulder, but he was absorbed by the leather armor shoulder guard, but unfortunately the skin shoulder guard of the flame snake lizard was not as strong as he imagined, maybe the power of this evil ghost's punch was too huge, and he actually pulled out a crack in the leather shoulder guard, and He Boqiang also felt the giant hammer-like fist smashed down, and his body immediately fell backwards.

It happened that the bearded man rushed out of the tent and collided with He Boqiang, who fell backwards, and the two rolled into a ball.

He Boqiang pulled the chain in his hand hard, and the dwarf chain shield that he had lost was pulled back by the chain attached to his arm.

It's just that the modified Roman sword is still stuck in the demon's lower abdomen......

The camp was filled with fighting......