PS: I bowed down and thanked the book friend "I thought it had been", "Wang Xiucai" and "Qingzhu Qiyue" for their rewards~!

In the wee hours of the night, the chaos continued.

However, at the top of a hill in the center of the Forbidden Valley, a raging flame suddenly lit up. Immediately, dense bits of fire continued to gather, and soon, a solid defense line of thousands of barbarians protected the entire hill.

In a moment, more than a dozen grizzled tribal patriarchs rushed together. Looking at each other, their faces were extremely ugly, especially after climbing to the top of the mountain and seeing the young regiment leader and others, they bowed their heads in shame, walked a few steps quickly, and made a big salute.

That's right, the young regiment leader who gave the night in the evening finally couldn't hold back and entered the forbidden valley in person because of some unexpected situation. Without the slightest politeness, the young regiment commander looked around and said coldly: "Now, I will command." ”

"Yes. Hearing this, more than a dozen tribal patriarchs buried their heads lower, eager to hang down to the crotch of their pants, and responded in a dull manner.

They are extremely aggrieved and depressed in their hearts, of course, anyone who is directly taken away from command by a big man, and it is also in the case of their own ineffective work, they feel uncomfortable in their hearts. It's just that they can't complain about something because of this, the other side has not given them a chance, and has even created an excellent environment for them in terms of grand strategy -- to bring those two Bran masters close to the forbidden valley! But in this situation, they spent a whole day, and the soldiers suffered heavy casualties, but they failed to capture even one! This is unjustifiable no matter how you look at it.

"Tell me more about the current situation of those two Bran masters!" Looking at the fierce fighting sounds that broke out from time to time somewhere on the right, the young regiment leader didn't turn his head back, and asked directly.

More than a dozen tribal patriarchs looked at each other. In the end, a big man walked out hard. He bowed and replied, "I'm still running away for the time being." But it's always under our control...... Well, that Bran woman is already at the end of her crossbow, and the Divine Dou Mang is about to run out, and our warriors can already hurt her, and I believe that it will take a little more time to kill her. ”

There was a lot of hesitation between the words, and it was naturally unconvincing to hear. But that's the case, Xia Wei Yan is Xia Wei Yan after all, even if she doesn't rely on Dou Mang. Relying on superb skills, domineering marksmanship, etc., it is still not something that ordinary barbarians can compete with.

"And that Bran madman, uh......" paused, and it wasn't until the young leader turned his head sideways in dissatisfaction that the patriarch said with a confused expression, "It's still under control...... His situation is a bit special, his skills are even better than that Bran woman, and once the ordinary team collides, he will be culled in a short time. And when he encountered the team, he fought for a moment and then left suddenly, his speed was too fast. We can't keep up with ......."

Compared with Xia Wei'an's hesitant evaluation, the patriarch's attitude towards Tang En was much more entangled. Of course. This is also normal, Tang En under the ghost body never pays attention to logic, as long as someone kills him, he will immediately enter a state of killing as he wants. Moreover, Tang En's instinctive speed, concealment, etc. are extremely good, if the barbarians are not fully prepared, they can only be killed and injured by the barbarians, and they cannot be stopped!

After pondering for a while, the young regiment commander looked a little thoughtful, and asked again: "Where is the location of the last battle...... "Paused and looked at the fierce battle on the right, "Well, that madman." ”

A tribal patriarch walked out and pointed not far to the left: "Right there, next to the highest mountain." ”

The young regiment leader looked along his arm, couldn't help but squint, his brows were slightly furrowed, and he looked a little struggling. Fortunately, Xini on the side took two steps forward in time and muttered a few words in her ear.

Nodding, the young regiment leader continued to ask for some details, such as the current location of the soldiers of each tribe, casualties, and so on. Immediately closed his eyes and groaned for a while, and directly gave clear orders to the tribal patriarchs.

Some of these orders were relatively simple, such as having a tribe's men stationed directly in one place to build a solid defense. Except on her orders, they were not allowed to move in the slightest. And some orders are very complicated and cumbersome, even down to the route of each hundred-person squad, how to deal with emergencies, and so on......

In this way, some barbarian patriarchs were naturally dizzy when they heard it, and they were eager to open their heads and put these orders directly into it. However, the young leader seemed to have long been aware of this problem, and directly asked Xini on the side to hand over a pen and paper and asked them to write it down one by one...... And it was at this time that some patriarchs discovered the weirdness and horror of these orders!

Regardless of the actual effect of this order, just looking at the complicated instructions of this clause, we have already completely summarized the situation of the troops that the patriarchs just said! You must know that there are more than ten of them, and they have just simply dictated. The young regiment leader did not make any records, but only muttered for a while, not only remembering everything, but also completing the planning, calculation, sorting and other reprocessing matters, and the score was exactly ......

The hill was silent, and before the patriarchs could recover from their shock, Sini on the side suddenly pointed down and screamed, "There, there...... Someone is coming......"

There were many people around the hill, and the young regimental commander seemed to have a peculiar identity, so about a tribe's soldiers laid a tight line around it. Now that she can cause Sini to scream so much, it can't be a barbarian.

Hearing this, everyone on the top of the mountain rushed to the top of the mountain, their eyes were condescending, and it was easy to see a blood-clothed figure slowly wandering around. At this time, the barbarians below undoubtedly also saw this strange figure, and there was a little commotion at once, but they were instantly suppressed by all kinds of reprimands, and the atmosphere suddenly became extremely tense.

The blood-clothed figure seemed to feel this cold killing intent, and its body froze, stopping at the periphery of the range of the bow and arrow. First he turned his head to look at the thousands of barbarians in front of him, and then looked up at the top of the mountain......

"......Sizzle" kicked and kicked, Xini's courage was relatively small, and she immediately took three steps back, gasped, and her face was a little pale.

What kind of eyes were they! Although there was a distance of 100 meters, the blood-red and strange eyes seemed to be directly reflected in the hearts of everyone, cold, crazy, and killing...... All kinds of negative emotions are mixed, and people can't help but feel creepy and swallow saliva.

"Damn, it's that Bran madman!" was so unique that some tribal chiefs couldn't help but cry out at a glance. The rest of the patriarchs could naturally recognize it, and their bodies froze instantly. Nervous with a little panic. After all, there was a discussion about how to deal with this person just now. I don't want the other party to send it directly under their noses now......

Squinted. It seemed that he also felt that these blood-red eyes were too bewitching, and the young regiment leader tilted his head slightly, and decisively ordered: "Order, the two wings of the team under the mountain will be surrounded immediately!"

"Uh...... No!" A tribal patriarch heard this, ignoring the difference in status, and directly vetoed, "This madman is very powerful, and he can't keep him at all if he is not fully prepared." And if he takes the opportunity to break through. You, you ......" The following words are not complete, but they are undoubtedly worried about the safety of this young regiment leader.

"Okay!" waved his hand, and the young regiment leader said calmly, "This move is just a temptation, and seeing is believing." As long as the frontal archer does not move, he cannot rush. ”

The truth is true, but the tribal patriarchs have already been killed by this madman and resolutely disagree. However, the young regiment commander was very powerful, and the order was given, and Andre and others were there to convey the order. I don't care about these objections.

Soon, the barbarians, who were defending on the left and right sides of the hill, collected their bows and arrows. Raise the iron rod and slowly wrap it up from both sides.

The blood-clothed man was still staring straight at the people on the top of the mountain, and he didn't know if it was an illusion or what, the young regiment leader only felt that these blood-red eyes were looking at him, as if he had already decided that she was the mastermind behind the encirclement. finally

When the barbarians approaching cautiously on both sides were about to complete the encirclement, the laughter of the night owl of the "...... of the Warrior" came out again, and then the blood flashed, and the figure of the blood-clothed man suddenly disappeared in place. When he reappeared, a scream rang out, and he had already come to the barbarian on the left.

"Grass!" subconsciously clenched his fists, and Andre's face was instantly gloomy like water. I knew that this Bran madman was very fast, and I learned it again from the mouths of these patriarchs just now. But when he really saw it with his own eyes, Andre still couldn't hold back the horror in his heart, and subconsciously burst into a foul mouth.

With such speed, even if he didn't have any fighting spirit, it was not something he could compete with, let alone these ordinary soldiers.

There is not much suspense in the battle below, in front of the ghost-like blood-clothed man, the attack of ordinary soldiers in the Northern Wilderness is extremely slow, even if he has brute strength, he can't dodge a knife in the heart!

Sini couldn't bear to look at it anymore, covered her eyes tightly with her hands, and stepped back again and again. The young regiment leader on the side was calm, staring intently, with some inquiring in his eyes, as if he was thinking about how to surround this guy.

But just when everyone on the top of this mountain was silent, suddenly,

"Boom...... Ahh......hhhh

The night owl's laughter was gone, replaced by a mournful scream. The blood-clothed man who was about to break out suddenly held his head, his body flashed wildly, and Zuihou simply lay on the ground and rolled rapidly, raising bursts of dust.

"Get out...... No, go back, ah...... I haven't had enough of it...... Get back for me! Get back! Get back......"

......

Seeing this, everyone on the top of the mountain couldn't help but look at each other, their faces were dazed, what was the situation...... Not to mention them, even the barbarians who surrounded them below couldn't help but retreat again and again, looking at this blood-clothed man who seemed to have suddenly gone crazy in shock, and didn't know what to do for a while.

Fortunately, this crazy move did not last long, and in an extremely unwilling long roar, the blood-clothed man who was rolling all over the ground was stunned, and for a moment, he shook his head and slowly got up from the ground. While patting the dust on his body, he looked left and right at the surrounding barbarians.

As if he realized something, he looked up at the top of the mountain again, his narrow eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of his mouth suddenly rose, revealing an evil smile, and then he raised his right hand and slowly pulled it from his throat, the standard throat wiping gesture. Swish...... After doing all this, his figure flashed and disappeared in an instant. When he appeared, he had already left the encirclement and ran away.

On the top of the mountain, feeling the provocative meaning of the blood-clothed man zuihou, the young regiment commander pursed his lips and waved his hand with an expressionless face: "According to the original jihua, act!"

"Yes......"

......

At the same time, in a space that no one knows, Eun, that is, Donne's brain. The old butler put his hands behind his back and looked silently at the light curtain in front of him—it was the crazy scene of Don rolling on the ground just now.

With a wave of his hand, the image disappeared, and what appeared was a dense array of things. The old butler looked downward, and finally settled somewhere below the skill tree column, where the ghost body skills were supposed to be, but now there were some changes......

Evil Body: Ghost Body Advanced Skill. Holding Shura soldiers, he traveled to three thousand battlefields. Upgradeable, upgrade method: Use this skill to harvest a certain number of lives. Skill time, fifteen minutes. Consume Blood, 5000 points!

............

(PS: The ghost body can be upgraded, this has been explained before.) I didn't expect the tanuki to come to this hand, click...... Tsk, a little spoiler, the plot below is more, more, more ...... Well, it's good and powerful!

Let's promote it a little more, there are more than 100 automatic subscriptions, but there are only 5 of them...... If you want this sauce paper, take the light of the great god and smash the tanuki to death!

zuihou, nonsense doesn't count as money!^-^) (To be continued......)