"Brother Lin, the three of you have been cultivating in the camp for the past few days, and in a few days, the official will have a big gift for you......"

Before parting, Fang Yunchen told Lin Changfeng and the others a few more words, and then took Lu Yibo back to his big tent.

In fact, there is no need for Fang Yunchen to remind them, Lin Changfeng and the three of them have not been able to go deep into Alkali Sheep Beach in recent days.

After all, the overdraft last night was too bad, and they had planned to rest for a few days before making plans.

After saying goodbye to Fang Yunchen and the others, Lin Changfeng and the three of them returned to their residences, either to treat the internal injuries left last night, or to breathe and calm down, and summarize the experience of last night.

And Fang Yunchen can't rest here, not only Lu Yibo has a lot of work to report to him, but there are still affairs to deal with in the camp in the west of the city.

Including the reconstruction of the county government, the public order situation in the city, the consumption of food and other daily necessities, and the situation of logistical supplies, etc.

After spending a full hour, Lu Yibo left satisfied.

Fang Yunchen was half tired to death, even more physically and mentally exhausted than fighting with ghosts for half a night.

Before leaving, Lu Yibo took away the two young officials, and left Zhao Wu and Gao Dahai to receive special training from Yang Laoqi.

Both of them were the first batch of old men to be promoted, but now their strength is a little worse than that of rising stars like Ge Minghui.

Therefore, Fang Yunchen specially told the two of them to stay in order to quickly keep up with the progress of the others.

In addition, what made Fang Yunchen feel a little strange was that the four wealthy families had been quite low-key recently.

Listening to the spies sent by Lu Yibo to monitor the movements of the four families, the four heads of the families have rarely even gone out of the door recently, and the nursing homes of each family have all put on a posture of waiting for the day, patrolling all over the house every day in full gear, for fear that there will be any big moves on the part of the county government.

Don't say it, Fang Yunchen really considered leading his subordinates to attack the four wealthy clans before, and once and for all, he would surprise this group of local tyrants and inferior gentry.

But firstly, the division is unknown, and secondly, the combat effectiveness of his side is still a little weak, and he does not know what hole cards the opponent has, and if he is not careful, it will bring great losses to his side.

Can't make it......

Therefore, Fang Yunchen can only monitor the four wealthy clans at present, and his side continues to accumulate strength, and when the time is ripe, he will use thunderous means to take them down at the smallest cost.

……

Just when the camp west of the city returned to calm, there was a commotion in the huge military camp in the depths of the dense fog.

I saw smoke and dust billowing outside the camp, more than a dozen ghost guards in full armor opened the way in front, and in the rear, surrounded by many ghost car guards, a convoy galloped from a distance.

"The general is back, open the door to greet him!"

Immediately, a distant horn sounded in the camp, and at the same time, the camp gate was opened, and groups of ghost soldiers and ghost guards rushed out of the camp, and lined up in two teams to meet the rapidly approaching team.

Whoa!

Whoa!

These ghost guards in armor were three points larger than the two unlucky ones Fang Yunchen had killed, and the ghost guards who followed behind were completely incomparable to the ghosts who fled in all directions yesterday.

The body of the chariot under them was several times wider, and the four skeleton horses at the front of the body were driving side by side, and there were three ghost guards standing on the chariot at the same time.

The first guard at the front is specially driving the chariot, and the two ghost guards behind him hold a bow and a spear, all of them have a murderous appearance.

At a glance, you can see that these ghost guards are the real elite forces in the camp.

And in the middle of the many tanks, there is a heavier tank with an even more exaggerated size.

It takes sixteen tall horses to barely pull it in front, and the body is shaped like a moving palace, and it is divided into two floors.

There were at least eight huge ghost guards standing on the lower level, their appearance was somewhat similar to the ghost crossbow guards Fang Yunchen had seen before, but all eight arms held blades, overwhelming the skeleton war horse in front of them.

But in the upper layer, there is a different look, only to see a pale figure surrounded by many charming beauties, drinking and enjoying themselves, so unhappy.

The style of painting is completely different from the group of stupid big black coarse outside.

If it weren't for the thick aura of death permeating each figure, it would have been hard to tell if they were humans or ghosts.

The man who is surrounded by many beauties in the middle is even more handsome, with distinct facial features, and an angular face as if engraved.

There is a pair of long peach blossom eyes under a pair of sword eyebrows, and a unique temperament is exuded between smiling and not smiling.

Even though his face was as white as paper, he didn't have the slightest sense of disobedience, and he looked like a noble son who had been sick for a long time.

Most people don't associate him with ghosts and spirits at all.

"Okay, General Ben is about to enter the camp, so you can rest and go."

I saw the white-faced general wave his hand gently, and the charming atmosphere in the carriage suddenly disappeared.

"General, I have to come tonight to feel sorry for my concubine......"

After speaking, these graceful and coolly dressed beautiful girls reluctantly stood up and walked into the picture scroll hanging on the wall of the car one by one.

Soon, the beauty was gone, but there was an extra picture of a charming Baimei in the carriage.

"It is said that life is like a dream, and I think it is nothing more than a ghost......"

At this time, the convoy had entered the camp, and the white-faced general drank all the wine in his cup, and then stood up leisurely to arrange his battle robes.

As the controller of the East Battalion, Bai Xiao is different from other ghosts, he attaches great importance to his own image and demeanor, and the robe on his body cannot even show a trace of wrinkles.

If his hairstyle is messed up during the battle, he will immediately withdraw his troops and wait until his hairstyle is properly organized.

Even if the fighter plane is delayed for this, it will not hesitate.

When the chariot came to a standstill, the white owl slowly walked down from the second floor, looking ahead with deep ice eyes.

I saw rows of ghost soldiers and ghost guards, neatly forming a phalanx in front of the white owl, and the yin qi was monstrous.

It is a pity that today's phalanx does not seem to be complete.

"What's going on? So many vacancies all at once? ”

The white owl showed a cold light on his face, and glanced at the many ghost soldiers and ghost guards in front of him.

Although his figure looked much shorter than the ghost guards and ghost car guards on the side, and the battle robes and soft armor on his body were as bright as new, he was not angry at this time, and the atmosphere in the entire camp suddenly became tense.

"Where is the military advisor! Where is the prison army? ”

With a loud shout, two figures wearing robes and ghost masks hurriedly walked in front of Bai Xiao, followed by a frightened ghost guard.

If Fang Yunchen was present, he could tell at a glance that this ghost guard was the unlucky guy he couldn't chase last night.

No one would have thought that the ghost car guard, who was still showing off his martial arts before, was directly frightened by Fang Yunchen, and fled back to the camp in one go, even faster than the ordinary ghost guard.