An effective counterattack began.

"Kill someone with grandpa!"

Han Lin carried a mace, rushed to the front, and laughed.

"This enemy is wearing the clothes of our army, and the night is dim, so it is difficult to tell the difference. More likely, there are also spies and assassins. Everyone relied on me, unleashed demonic energy, and formed a battle formation. Anyone who comes close to our battle formation, whether they are friends or foes, will be killed!"

The soldiers under him listened to the order and said in unison: "Oh!"

Han Lin opened his mouth and let out a loud roar from his mouth, letting out a roaring sound that pierced through the golden stone.

In the dark night, this wave suddenly seemed like a huge wave, with the highlight of the mace in his hand, a stick was a human life, the flesh and blood were blurred, the blood of the corpse was splashed, and the killing was like a mustard, as if the killing god was in the world, and all the people who were shocked showed a shocked look.

Wait until the sky is getting brighter before the enemy slowly withdraws.

Han Lin had a lot of physical strength, even if he killed him for half the night, he didn't feel tired.

He found a place to sit down, wiped the flesh off the mace, and then closed his eyes and waited for his men to listen to the news.

Soon, there was a clue.

It turned out that in the first half of the night, there was an assassination of the non-commissioned officer.

You know, the world is disordered. To be a soldier is to eat and drink. There is no discipline.

Therefore, in order to improve morale, there is naturally such a thing as Yingji, and there are quite a few of them.

How can there be a reason to only let the horses run and not let the horses eat grass.

However, Han Lin has always been a woman who does not touch women. In addition, his current status is not high, and he still eats and lives with the soldiers, and he has no privileges. has to spend money to recruit prostitutes, which is not shameful for him, a Jindan monk.

But that doesn't mean others don't touch.

Especially demon beasts, their thirst for desire is also relatively strong.

And there is a perennial chaos here, and if you can enjoy it, you will naturally not miss the opportunity.

But this time it was different, and a large number of assassins were mixed in with the recruited camp Ji.

There is a high probability that this group of assassins was cultivated by Bashu City at a great cost, and at this critical moment, they suddenly erupted and launched a fatal blow.

You know, it's incredible.

The rank of soldiers who can enjoy the services of additional women is not low, and there are even many non-commissioned officers who command hundreds or even more than 1,000 people.

And these assassins, while the non-commissioned officers were enjoying their sleep, directly wiped off their heads. Then they joined forces and launched a night attack.

Crucially, the altar was destroyed!

The construction site was taken care of this time, and the people inside basically died nine times out of ten.

Hearing this, Han Lin gasped and was a little stunned.

He touched his head and thought to himself: "It seems that the opportunity has come!"

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

When something like this happens, the top brass must be furious.

The saint is the worst of all.

It turned out to be a camping concubine...... She is a woman, and in the face of such a situation, she is so angry that she can't speak.

Before that, she didn't even know that there was such a thing as Camp Hime!

More than half a month after the storm ended, everyone eased.

On this day, Han Lin happened to be on duty in the tent.

Because on the day of Yingxiao, when he counterattacked, he performed well and killed many enemies, which was a rare highlight in that situation, and was naturally used as a foil.

This gave him a chance for a small soldier to step forward.

After the reprimand and rebuke of the Holy Maiden, someone whispered in defense:

"The woman who sold her son had a knife on her. Everyone knows that there are hundreds of thousands of years of tradition, where would everyone think that there are assassins in it?"

When the holy woman heard this, she trembled with anger, and scolded: "Xu Huang, you come out!"

Seeing this scene, Han Lin couldn't help but laugh out loud in his heart.

What is the difference between letting this kind of saint who does not understand mundane affairs and only relies on emotions to take power, and children playing.

When encountering problems, the first thing that comes to mind is not to solve or take the lead, but to shirk responsibility and find scapegoats. Could it be that if you throw the pot out, the problem will be solved?

Those who achieve great things only look at the results.

This time, as Xu Huang came out of the ranks, the centaurs began to divide into factions, some of them were die-hard loyalists who decided to carry out all the requirements of the Holy Maiden, while the other part of them were reflecting on whether a woman who didn't know anything was needed to command.

Xu Huang is just an introduction.

When everyone was arguing, the simple saint was reflecting on why this kind of problem occurred.

"What the hell went wrong. It has long been strictly enforced according to the laws laid down by the ancestors. This camp should theoretically be airtight, huh?"

She couldn't help but muttered to herself.

As soon as these words came out, everyone stopped arguing, and everyone fell silent.

When it comes to ancestors, no one dares to refute it.

For the Holy Maiden, she was taught from an early age that the Patriarch was omnipotent, great and supreme.

As long as you follow in the footsteps of your ancestors, you can become an immortal and attain the Tao.

And for these ordinary people, the ancestors are even more remarkable.

He created the world!

Everyone pondered in their hearts: yes, the rules brought by the Holy Maiden were formulated by the big people, and there was already a detailed strategy for screening assassins, how could such a big thing happen.

What if there is such a loophole?

You know, there are quite a few people who died this time. There are many more talents among them. Including the high-level leaders who are standing here now, they have suffered heavy losses, and there are many fewer people.

It instantly made people panic.

At this moment, Han Lin walked out from the side, then took a step forward and said loudly:

"The villains know the questions of the adults. ”

The saint turned her head: "You are?"

Xu Huang was in the middle of the crowd, and when he saw a small soldier coming next to him, he yelled, "Bold." You are just a soldier on duty, do you have the right to speak?"

Someone next to him took the initiative to introduce: "This person's name is Han Lin, and he is a centurion of the Haw Par Battalion. A few days ago, he was only a ten-captain in Yingxiao, however, with the help of our army's military formation, he led the team to counterattack and killed no less than 100 enemies, so he was exceptionally promoted. Today, it was the turn of the hall to be on duty. It's just that Captain Xu pays more attention to the hussar camp and can't recognize it. ”

Everyone looked surprised.

Captain Xu recalled that there seemed to be such a situation, so he stopped talking.

Seeing this, Han Lin knew that everyone was waiting for him, so he didn't sell it, and continued: "Actually, this problem is there, they are all in charge, but they don't care about it. ”

Then he stepped aside.

As soon as the voice fell, many people were puzzled.

"It's all in charge, but it's all in charge?"

"Boy, what do you mean by that?"

Someone asked subconsciously.

This White Lotus Sect is originally a cult, and it is only for the purpose of attacking the city that it has absorbed a lot of local forces, and it seems that it has been reorganized into an army and become bigger and stronger, but in fact it is essentially just a group of rabble.

Even the high-level officials are just incense masters and hall masters, so naturally they can't understand Han Lin's meaning at the first time.