In the hazy moonlight, a group of soldiers on full alert strode towards a wood, about a hundred people. In the center are two white-robed mages, flanked by ten archers armed with longbows, and in the outermost circle are heavy infantry in black heavy armor. "Buck, it's too quiet around, it seems that something is wrong!" "After approaching the forest, a black-armored warrior looked left and right uneasily, "Could it be that the Rus have set up an ambush in the forest?" "Ibilis, the Rus have long since become shrunken turtles, and they don't dare to sneak out with a bear guts!" The soldier named Buck didn't care, and looked at his companion with bad intentions, "Joseph, you are not usually a frightened bird, did you vent your strength and courage on that little girl last night?" Hehe, that little girl is cool enough, Bai Huahua's ** is bigger than a rice bowl!" "That's it, Joseph, it's cheap for you guy." It's been cool seven or eight times a night, and I'm so tired that I'm still shivering, haha!" "Because the Rus people couldn't talk during this time, they were much calmer, and because they were too strong to hold their own people, the soldiers not only didn't take Joseph's worries seriously, but laughed at them one after another. Speaking of which, the topic is not far from women and wine. Some people say that they can drink two jars of pomegranate wine in one go, and some people say that they can toss on a woman's belly more than a dozen times in one night, and the more they talk about it, the more outrageous it becomes. In the midst of laughter, the soldiers strode into the woods, unaware of the fist-sized horned bee beasts on the grass or treetops beside the roadside. No one noticed that the ground was unusually fresh with dirt. This grove is located between the barracks and the center of town, a long way from the Terrass Forest, and from time to time patrols pass by, no Rus have ever dared to sneak in. Except for the suspicious Joseph, no soldier thought there would be any danger, not even the patrol leader, who was full of white flowers. During this period of time, ordinary people have hid in Yang Ling's castle as long as they are a little bit of a woman, fortunately there are still some foreign women who sell prostitution, otherwise, the soldiers would have been suffocated. "Hey, something is wrong, it's so quiet!" Although it is winter, there are usually some insects and birds that come out to feed, but at this moment, there is no sound of insects chirping except for the wind, which is really abnormal. Unlike Joseph, who usually hangs his son, the magician has a high status, and his words carry weight. The patrol leader did not dare to slack off, and immediately ordered the soldiers to form in place and light the torches they carried with them. The black-armored soldiers were well-trained, and quickly formed a tight circular defensive formation, tightly surrounding the mages and archers. As for the vigilant two magicians, they even teamed up to cast an earthy yellow magic shield to prevent the enemy's surprise attack. The soldiers reacted quickly, but unfortunately, it was too late! After a loud shout, evil eyes came out from behind the big tree, and before everyone could react, they saw a dazzling bright light coming towards them. Suddenly, his eyes were sore and painful, as if he had rubbed into a handful of hot sand. "Ah, my eyes!" "Help" Unsuspectingly, the soldiers in the outer circle rolled around on the ground with their eyes covered, even if the captain of the parade shouted loudly to no avail. Under the command of the Evil Eye Tyrant, the Evil Eye fires a barrage of bullets of light like bazookas, destroying the magic shield cast by the opposing mage in the blink of an eye. At close range, the heavy black armor that the soldiers were proud of was simply vulnerable, and in the blink of an eye, it was like a group of stripped girls, helplessly exposed in front of a large group of perverts. Seeing that the situation was not good, the surviving soldiers fled in panic, however, they soon realized that no matter how fast they ran, it would be useless. Under the grass, on the treetops, and under the fallen leaves, horned bee beasts the size of fists suddenly emerged, and swooped down on them with their sharp fangs like lightning, shooting out unstoppable stingers. Caught off guard, many panicked soldiers fell to the ground weakly with poisoned stingers, watching the dense horned bee beasts get closer and closer. The forehead, face and back of the head have become the key targets of the opponent, and the sound of 'click, click' is endless. Some soldiers had one arm bitten off, some had half of their heads bitten off, and some were even swarmed by a large number of horned bees, leaving only a pool of blood in the blink of an eye. Looking at the bloody scene, the surviving soldiers had weak feet, let alone counterattack, and they almost couldn't even stand on their feet. The air was full of horned bees hovering at low altitudes, and on the ground, red-haired tarantulas strangely emerged from the ground, spitting out drops of deadly venom and swarming up like a tide. At some point, the grove was surrounded by a group of demonic beasts, and the soldiers soon found that there was no way to escape! Seeing that the general situation was gone, the two magicians and the patrol leader did not dare to fight, and fled under the cover of several soldiers, trying to break out of the encirclement. However, just as they rushed to the exit of the woods, thinking that they were about to escape, several purple serpentine lightning bolts fell from the sky, and they were instantly blackened by electricity, killing them instantly. A perfect raid! Under the combined blows of the evil eye, the horned bee beast, and the spider army, the small patrol was vulnerable! Soon, the one-sided slaughter was over, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood. Several barbarians dragged the corpses of the soldiers to a deep pit that had been dug long ago, filled it with earth, pressed a few boulders, and transplanted some low bushes and the ubiquitous mezzard. Finally, Yang Ling cast a psychic spell to make the shrubs and Maisi grass quickly take root and grow, and the forgery was seamless. When exploring the secrets of the elf sapling a few days ago, Yang Ling accidentally discovered that as long as he cast a psychic spell and blessed the life energy in his body to the trunk of the elf sapling, he could greatly promote its growth. In just a few days, the elven sapling quickly grew from a person's height to more than five meters tall. After trying it a few times, he found that the green life energy had the same effect on other plants, which was amazing. Seeing that Yang Ling put away the Horned Bee Beast, the Evil Eye, the Spider and other magical beasts, Goode stood up tacitly. After a murmur, the wind and rain blew away the smell of blood in the air and washed away the blood on the ground. "Hehe, let's go, find the next batch of unlucky ghosts!" After confirming the removal of traces, Yang Ling smiled coldly and led everyone to leave quickly. When many black-armored soldiers arrived when they heard the sound, they couldn't find any clues except for a trail of water. An entire patrol of 100 people disappeared into thin air. Yang Ling's sneak attack was unexpected, leaving no trace, while the Rus' attack was extremely fierce, making the patrolling Black Armor Army fearful. After seeing the power of the heavy crossbow, Genoa was overjoyed and agreed to Yang Ling's request for 150,000 amethyst coins in one bite. As long as it can severely damage Stouff's Black Armor Army and destroy the strategy of the Bantu Empire, not to mention 150,000 amethyst coins, even 1.5 million will not hesitate. With the powerful heavy crossbows, combined with the dead Rus' warriors, Storff's patrols soon suffered heavy casualties. In just three days, he lost nearly 700 men, and with the wounded samurai, Storf probably had only 2,000 soldiers left in his hands. The Rus' had only about a hundred killed, and compared with the Bantu who suffered heavy casualties, the battle was brilliant. At a distance of more than twenty meters, even if the Bantu people were wearing black heavy armor, they could not stop the heavy crossbow summoned by the god of death. In desperation, Stouff had no choice but to shrink his forces again. Except for going to Shangri-La to talk to Meryls, he huddled in the barracks all day. The soldiers no longer dared to swagger from house to house to collect taxes, lest they be ambushed by the Rus' if they were not careful. In order to strive for the greatest benefit, at the suggestion of Hayer Bailey, Yang Ling not only attacked Stoff's men and horses, but also attacked the Rus from time to time pretending to be Bantu. No matter how careful the Rus were, they could not escape the horned bee beast with its sensitive features. In front of his Warcraft army, the Rus' people who were caught off guard had no power to fight back at all, and most of the more than a hundred people who died died in his hands. After the annihilation of several successive troops, Genoa mistakenly thought that the Bantu had a group of masters, and they no longer dared to attack at will. As the weather got colder and colder, as the reinforcements of the Bantu people got closer and closer, they became more and more nervous, pinning their hopes on Yang Ling. Every day sent people to urge Yang Ling to personally send troops to defeat Stoff's shrinking army, promising a rich reward. At the same time, in the face of the delayed reinforcements, in the face of the crazy attacks of the Rus' people and Yang Ling's unguardable black hand, Stoffe was also anxious. There were no winter clothes to protect against the cold, not enough food and grass, not enough priests and medicines, so in desperation, he had to ask Yang Ling for help repeatedly. In this way, at the suggestion of Haier Bailey, Yang Ling was left and right. It not only dealt a blow to Stouff's forces, but also greatly depleted the strength of the Rus', laying a solid foundation for the sole control of the town of Wiesen. Of course, after the price of grain, grass and medicine increased several times, or even more than ten times, a large number of crystal coins were also earned. Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed! The Bantu and Rus' people were worried, while Yang Ling saw the hope of victory. As long as the timing is right, you can lead the army to attack in person and completely control the town of Wiesen.

(To be continued)