When we climbed over a mountain beam, we found that it was a village in the col that caught fire.

There are about 40 or so wooden buildings in the village, which stretch for more than 70 meters from low to high.

At that moment, the wooden building was burned down, and the fire was about to be extinguished.

I held the binoculars and looked around, deep in the jungle, there were no suspicious figures.

Milan himself held up the camera and filmed the scene. These are all future merits that will be brought to the Eight Sages King to prove that their actions are effective.

I summoned the guides and coerced them to draw the situation of the col ahead according to their own memory.

"It's a nine-link col, we've crossed three mountain beams, and six more. At the end of the col there is a spring and a flat land, where people cultivate. There is also a secret passage in the col that leads to the belly of the mountain. Some old people said that there are air-raid shelters in the mountains, where real treasures are stored. ”

I tried my best, but I only managed to get so much information, and I told Milan completely.

We are facing defeat, we don't know anything about the situation here, although there are guides and mercenaries, but in the face of the mountains, these people are too small to be powerful.

My opinion is quite sensible, which is to move forward slowly, and never rush to achieve something, so as not to fall into the trap of others.

Milan's feedback to me surprised me: "Ye Tian, according to the previous map, there is no air-raid shelter here, and the words of the local guide are all made up, which is definitely not trustworthy." You'd better keep an eye on them, and destroy them all when necessary, leaving nothing alive. ”

This is not the Milan I am familiar with, but another mercenary madman.

In this kind of mountain, once the partner becomes like this, the future doom can be imagined.

I didn't refute her because she was a member of the Eight Sages King, and they were the closest comrades-in-arms, and Ma Guifei and I were all outsiders.

"Ye Tian, your biggest problem is to be gullible with others, the Eight Sages King has long said that the situation in the rivers and lakes is so complicated, any carelessness will make people die without a place to bury, the reason why I was commanded this operation is because everyone recognized your weaknesses."

I knew Milan must be wrong, this is the mountains, not the city, and all ways of working should change.

It's ridiculous that she thinks that wisdom can determine success or failure.

I just looked at her in silence, disapproving of her decision, but did not offer my own opinion.

In a complex environment, anyone can make mistakes, and my opinion is not 100% correct.

Milan personally urged the guide to charge forward, and in his opinion, these people had bad intentions and should not be treated as his own companions.

When we climbed two ridges in a row, I found a clue in the stream.

If it is just in the deserted stream, there will be no trace of washing clothes.

This behavior occurs only in stockades where humans live in groups.

This proves that the words of the three guides are completely correct, that the end of the col is indeed inhabited, and that it is a group of people who live and work in peace.

Our goal is the Twelve Heavenly Officials, and so far everything is normal, and if there is a moment when we have to face it, it will be a terrible battle.

In front of him, there are not only the most vicious masters of the rivers and lakes, but also women and children, and how to deal with this matter correctly has become a big problem.

Milan did not expect this to happen, and she gave an order to the mercenaries that there should be no woman's kindness at any time, and that they must advance and fire when they were given orders, and that no one should retreat.

She will personally oversee the battle, and those who retreat will surely die.

My heart slowly turned cold, I used to think that Milan was my companion, but now it seems that she is a cold-blooded killer under the Eight Sages King, maybe because of this, she can be reused by the Eight Sages.

After crossing two more mountain beams, at my insistence, we climbed upward, and the altitude rose thirty meters above sea level.

The three guides exclaimed excitedly: "You see, we are not lying. ”

Near the edge of the mountain, there is a stockade, which I was talking about earlier.

In the telescope, a cottage clearly appeared, with a total of more than 80 wooden buildings, and there were solid walls on the periphery of the wooden buildings, all of which were composed of large wood.

It's not like a product of modern society, it's more like the work of ancient architects.

In the days when there was no cement concrete, large pieces of wood were buried in the earth, the tops were connected, and then pillboxes and towers were set up.

Standing on it, the archer is able to spot enemies farther away and block the enemy's progress by shooting arrows or shooting.

"Ye Tian, what we want are the twelve heavenly officials, these twelve people, as long as they are caught and handed over to the Eight Sages King, it will be a great merit."

Milan's appeal was simple, because the Eight Wise Kings had given her such a task.

She probably never considered the true background of the Twelve Heavenly Officials.

If you can think about this problem carefully, you will find that there are many paradoxes.

We will capture the Twelve Heavenly Officials and bring them back to the capital, and what will happen next will be very terrifying.

I was still hesitating, Milan had already given the mercenaries an order, divided into four squads, to pounce directly on the stockade from four directions and attack.

It's a devastating blow, and with so many people coming in at Milan and the people here are defenseless, we're going to take it well.

The battle will be resolved in twenty-four hours and return to the outside of the mountain.

The three guides were also very happy to help Milan with this and get their honorarium.

I always stood behind a large rock, holding a telescope, looking into the depths of the col.

In my judgment, the current size of the stockade is simply not self-sufficient.

So, where do these people's resources come from? What do they rely on to link with the outside world?

I had an unrealistic idea that the depths of the col were not desperate, but that there was another passage to reach the outside of the mountain from the other direction.

To feed so many people, there must be plenty of food.

After all, this is not a paradise, and it can form a self-satisfied life circle.

If you think of this stockade as a force guarding the mountain pass, it seems easier to understand that there must be a huge secret when you enter the mountain through the stockade.

Milan walked up behind me and said very dissatisfiedly: "Ye Tian, you have never given orders to these mercenaries and given them guidance, they think you are a fool and not a leader at all. ”

I smiled calmly: "It doesn't matter who leads them, someone must save them at the critical moment and let them go back alive." ”

I drew a picture on the big stone with a stone and whispered to Milan: "This is just the entrance, the most important gathering place, right inside the mountain." ”

There is no actual basis for my words, after all, we only have a general map of the mountains, and no one knows what is hidden in the mountains.

"Ye Tian, don't say it's your sixth sense again, we don't have time to waste now. Let me tell you, I have only one goal, that is, to take down the Twelve Heavenly Officials, no matter how many people are left, no matter whether they are dead or alive, even if there are only tombstones and coffins, I have to transport them back and hand them over to the Eight Sages King. ”

Milan's vision is too narrow, and the thinking is too simple.

She was only responsible to the Eight Sages King, but she didn't think about it, so many of us entered the mountain, once there was a mistake and the whole army was wiped out, it would be the loss of many families.

I continued to draw and cited several other examples of the Daisen Arsenal.

"Milan, as military experts mentioned a few years ago, that it is very convenient to build an underground arsenal in the mountains. Because, more than 30% of the world's mountain peaks are hollow, find those gaps to open up, and expand, you can get a natural cave, difficult to attack with one hand, extending in all directions, far beyond the imagination of the enemy. It's like an ant's labyrinth, outsiders want to get in, and they can't get out. ”

I have a good understanding of the situation at hand, and I also base it on a lot of case studies.

Human beings can use the plains to sow grain and multiply, and they can also use the sea to breed and sail, and at the same time, they can rely on the mountains to eat the mountains and rely on the water to draft water, and human beings can in turn use the mountains to make a fuss.

If Milan is a real conductor and has seen so many cases, he should understand that those people in the front of the village are just bees outside the hive, and this mountain is the real nest, and we people who attack the mountain are likely to hit the stone with eggs.

I told Milan all my ideas, but the two of us couldn't agree.

She always believed that the Twelve Heavenly Officials were in the front of the stockade, and if we destroyed that stockade, we could return triumphantly.

How can it be so easy in the world, especially the twelve heavenly officials are heroes of the previous generation, they will follow the principles of the art of war in any place they set up camp in, and they will not act rashly.

The mercenaries are ready, they are tired of being in the mountains for so long, they just want to solve the problem quickly and get their own honorarium.

Except for me and Milan, everyone in front of me was working for money, so their considerations were negligible.

I told Milan one last time: "You command this battle and there will be a tragedy, and they will die here, without seeing it!" ”

Despite my attempts to stop it, the battle began, and four teams of mercenaries struck swiftly into the cottage, and Milan and I stood together, each holding a telescope to observe the enemy.

The battle lasted forty minutes, and the mercenaries took control of the stockade before signaling to us that victory had been accomplished.

Milan breathed a sigh of relief, put down her binoculars, packed her bags, and prepared to enter the stockade.

I grabbed her: "Wait a minute, in half an hour, if there are no other changes, we will go out again." ”

Looking at the edge of the mountain from the angle from which we stand, it is easy to see that there is a six-meter-wide road that stretches all the way forward.

According to the common sense of highway law, that width allows two trucks to stagger and that road is equivalent to two carriageways, so I judged that there were not only people but also cars in the mountains.

In other words, this stockade is the back door to the mountain, not the entrance.

"Ye Tian, what you said is nonsense, since we have found a guide and found the Nine Links, we will rush in now, there is no mistake, don't delay the fighter again, you think you are a smart person, I think you are too smart."

Milan left me, ran forward, into the cottage.

Now I am the only one left outside, and it is still eighty meters from the cottage.

I changed the angle of my hiding and moved fifteen meters in parallel to make sure I could keep my eyes on the road.

If the enemy launches a counterattack, the transports must come out from there.

Milan mixed with the mercenaries, and they took out some of the people from the wooden building, all of them were old, weak, sick and disabled, and there was not a single young man.

I set the telescope to the limit and tried to look at the faces of those people.

At that moment, I heard the sound of a tracked cart crushing stones.

Soon, armored vehicles appeared on that road......

It's hard to imagine that such a tool could exist deep in the mountains, and that it was produced decades ago.

It was a miracle in the history of war, but it happened right before my eyes.