Jing Jun's spiritual power had already locked on the Snake Moon, and the skin on the back of the body armor couldn't help but tense, and he turned back suddenly, and the cold light dagger was less than a foot away from his body.

Although he had been wearing body armor, Jing was unsure if he would be able to withstand the charged blows of the high-ranking assassins, and in desperation, a lightning ball the size of a human head appeared between the tip of the dagger and his back.

Snake Moon was ready to take a desperate gamble, even if she saw that Jing Jun had made certain defensive measures, her extremely fast speed was not easy to change the trajectory of her attack in an instant, and the dagger pierced into the lightning ball that flashed in the blue and purple arc.

The properties of electrical energy are almost at the same time as the dagger is pierced, that is, the metal dagger along the foot-length enters the body of the snake moon.

Snake Moon trembled violently, but she didn't twitch and fall to the ground like the others who had been exposed to the electricity before, unable to resist, and her muscles that were not under her control trembled for a split second.

Realizing that something was wrong, Snake Moon decisively let go of the small hand that clenched the dagger, and with tenacity and willpower, he controlled Wu Zi's slightly trembling other arm and threw out a small knife.

Before Jing Jun had time to breathe a sigh of relief to solve the crisis at the previous moment, the bright blade of the flying knife reflected electric light, and the eyes with constricted pupils shrank sharply, and the flying knife stabbed straight into the throat.

However, Lao Jing's confidence was also greatly increased by resisting the full force of the high-ranking assassin's blow, and although the flying knife was almost touching his throat, another smaller lightning ball hit the tip of the knife.

Under the action of the electric current, the flying knife could not continue to maintain its original flight trajectory, and fell elsewhere under the agitation.

Snake Moon missed twice in a row, she had already retreated, but Jing Jun was ruthless in her heart, and she was passively parryed two moves in a row, and she was very embarrassed, if she didn't return one or two moves, she couldn't explain it in her heart.

The thought in his mind was just a flash, and a black pistol appeared in his right hand with the Qiankun ring.

Snake Moon's body finally regained autonomous control, but she was not ready to continue to use the killer, she also knew the truth of one go, then decline, and three exhaustions, not to mention that she had to devote part of her mind to find an escape route.

At this time, the ice fog had thinned so thin that it only made them feel as if they were breathing in the cold air of winter, and there was no stinging pain in their chests and abdomen.

Snake Moon's terrifying body technique was unleashed with all its might, and the bullet flew towards an alley on the left.

Jing Jun was shocked by the speed of the Snake Moon, because at the moment when he summoned the pistol from the ring and aimed it slightly, the Snake Female Assassin had already swept to the mouth of the alley, and if he hesitated any longer, the Female Assassin would retreat with all her body.

"Bang, bang, bang......"

The Type 92 pistol had a magazine capacity of fifteen rounds, and Jing Jun fired it in one go, until the back seat of the barrel sleeve was in an empty compartment and hung up.

Snake Moon fled with a figure that scurried left and right, and Jing Jun was not sure if the bullet had hit her, because he had not found a trace of blood in that alley after dawn.

The ice and fog had completely dissipated, and the sky was already cloudy, and Lao Jing noticed that the battle that had started in the second half of the night had lasted for so long, and the thick fog had seriously affected everyone's judgment of time.

The battle on the ground had stopped, and by the light of the fires released by the birdmen who were still "zizi" burning, I could see that the originally flat ground had actually crawled with a layer of gray earth-colored roots in the space of an hour or two, like the exposed roots at the foot of a large tree.

From time to time, small saplings have grown on a street, swaying gently in the morning breeze.

Jing Jun had realized that this was the work of one of the two crocodile magicians to hinder the speed of the Minotaur warriors, but he didn't have time to clear the streets.

"Bell bell, bell bell?"

Lao Jing was most worried about the safety of the wind chimes, and in the firelight, he saw the wind chimes standing more than ten meters away from him, ran a few steps to the front, and asked with concern.

"Well, I'm fine, are the snakes gone?"

The wind chimes didn't show too intimacy, but watched vigilantly.

Lao Jing had already determined this, he estimated that the number of snake people who escaped would not exceed ten fingers, and the two crocodile magicians who were a little farther away were also nowhere to be found, and they did not know when they left the battlefield.

"General Jing!

Someone shouted in the distance, and Lao Jing turned his head, but he couldn't help but wonder in his mind: "Who is the call? Who is General Jing?"

"Flutter"

The wind chime laughed out loud, stretched out his tone, and said in a strange voice: "What are you still stunned about? Someone is shouting at you! Jing -- General -- Army!"

Jing Jun suddenly realized, "Yes, Brother Niu has handed over Donghai Town to himself, but the change in this title is not very acceptable......"

The man who shouted in the distance did not come, as if something important had happened there.

Of course, Jing Jun didn't put on any identity shelf, and ran towards the place where the sound was made with the wind chimes.

When he arrived, he was really startled, and saw a person lying on the ground, specifically a kobold, with blood red on his left rib, and the person had fallen into a coma.

Jing Jun picked up the tall minotaur warriors around him and came to the wounded, a lightning ball floated above everyone's heads, and under the light of electricity, he could see clearly that it was indeed the old military master of Donghai Town lying on the ground.

The latter was injured under the ribs, and it didn't look like the wound was very deep, but the dog military division would be unconscious, which means that it was a poisonous injury.

Jing Jun didn't say a word, took a deep breath, and the finger current entered the military division's body, the dog's quiet and quiet body suddenly twitched violently, and the scarlet long tongue was thrown out of its slightly open long mouth, and as Jing Jun's current withdrew, the long tongue stopped agitating, but the unconscious military advisor would not retract his tongue into his mouth.

However, everyone was in no mood to make fun of the military advisor's more embarrassed posture now, and they were all intently observing the military advisor's face.

"Get out of the way, you're too tightly surrounded!"

The wind chime's small arm pushed a few minotaurs who were concerned about the abnormality, and his strength was impossible for these people to resist, and they all involuntarily stepped back.

Only Jing Jun, the wind chimes, and the dog lying on the ground were left in the field.

"Big brother, how is he doing?"

"If the poison is gone, it should be solved, it may be that the poisoning has been for a long time, it is estimated that it will take a while to wake up, come, you see that his breathing is much smoother!"

Lao Jing pulled the wind chime's small hand to the military advisor's nose, and the latter did feel a steady and regular breath.

Jing Jun stood up and said to several minotaurs behind him: "The military division is no longer in serious trouble, send two people back to the mansion to rest!"

Several soldiers scrambled forward to carry the unconscious military advisor, but they forgot for a moment that they were huge, and there were only a few places in total, and five or six people were so crowded that no one could reach out.

Jing Feng and the others rolled their eyes, this group of lovely and honest warriors......

Several people finally coordinated, and the two of them lightly lifted the old military division, which was actually not very tall, and took heavy steps back to the general's mansion.

Jing Jun let out a sigh of relief and said, "Okay, how many brothers are still poisoned?"

The remaining four soldiers looked at each other when they heard this, daring to show that they had just patronized the wounded military division, and did not pay attention to the other wounded.

Jing Jun couldn't blame them, so he raised his voice slightly and said, "Go and count, I'll be treated as soon as possible!"

"Okay!"

"Wait a minute, general, subordinates will go!"

“......”

The four turned around almost at the same time, twisting their big butts to inspect the wounded.

Feng Chime looked at the four people who were leaving temporarily, and suddenly screamed: "Ah! What about Yanran? Why is Yanran gone? Will it be ......?"

"Oh, it's okay, I just let Yanran run somewhere else, I'm afraid she won't be able to stand the fog...... , Yanran should be fine, maybe she doesn't know that the snake man has been driven away by us......"

After Jing Jun finished speaking, he was still faintly worried about the cat Yanran who didn't come, and prayed in his heart, hoping that nothing would happen to the little girl.

"Huh, where is Brother Long?"

Feng Chime was a little relieved about Mao Yanran's situation, and realized why Long Yue, who had been dealing with the birdman, didn't move, and wondered.

Lao Jing frowned, the sky was already bright at this time, but the streets were full of minotaurs who were busy cleaning up the battlefield and the kobolds who came later, and they didn't see Long Yue's Yingting figure.

The spiritual power dispersed, and the search results surprised him even more, there was no breath of dragon leap within a radius of five miles.

"Brother Long is not here!"

"Ah, how could that be?

Wind Chime's mouth was wide open, and her little hand was then covered, and she lowered her voice and guessed, but she didn't want to think about it.

Jing Jun's face was gloomy, he had been concentrating on dealing with the snake man in the dense fog just now, and he didn't have too much energy to pay attention to the birdman in the sky.

In addition, he believes in Long Yue's strength, he is a real high-level strength, even if he can't completely annihilate the attacking birdman, but self-preservation should not be a big problem, and the birdman corpse that kept falling on fire later seems to show this, but where will he go at this time?

Thinking about it left and right, he couldn't see the result, so he could only say with insincere relief: "Don't worry, Brother Long is strong, it must be that he has found something too late to inform us......

"General, it has been counted, more than 20 brothers died in this battle, not including the soldiers on night patrol, there were more than 50 wounded, all of them were poisoned, and five brothers were seriously injured, please treat the general quickly!"

Just as the two of them were guessing Long Yue's whereabouts, the minotaur "Dong Dongdong", who had just gone to count the battle situation, ran over and reported the temporary results.

Jing Jun listened to the battle report, and he didn't know what it was like, although he drove away the snake and eagle clans, his own casualties were not small, and Long Yue didn't know where to go.

But the most important thing at the moment is to treat the wounded, and the others can only be discussed later, hoping that Long Yue will not have anything to do.

Jing Jun glanced at the wind chimes with a tense face, nodded slightly, and followed the minotaur warriors to rescue the wounded.

When he came to the place where the wounded were temporarily placed, his heart still couldn't help but twitch violently.

The minotaur is tall, at this time they are just lying on the ground that has been very bumpy by the wood magician, at a glance, more than 50 people are lined up for more than 100 meters, although each person's injuries are slightly different, but they are all in the chest, abdomen, neck and other vital points, but also thanks to the thick skin and flesh of these warriors, plus the snake man assassin was seriously affected by the cold ice fog, otherwise the number of deaths would not be more than more than 20 people.

The war was brutal, and it was only a very small battle between a few hundred people!