Chapter 262: Song Jiang's Conspiracy

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The battle was brutal.

In less than ten breaths, there were casualties, the battle formation of nine patrol soldiers was forcibly blasted, and the head of one soldier was directly smashed to pieces.

In this regard, Liang Yunkun did not show the slightest sadness, it was not that he was ruthless, but in the past few months, he had seen too many such things, and he was used to it, rather than being sad, it was better to spend this time thinking about how to kill more demons.

At the same time, Liang Yunkun was entangled by three three-meter-tall strong bull demons.

With the support of his domain, he barely resisted the attack of the three-headed demon.

But he knew that he couldn't hold out for even half an hour, and if the reinforcements didn't come, he would probably have to explain here today.

"Master is fighting with you!"

Seeing the veterans who were bragging and chatting with him just now fall down one by one, Xiao Zhu went crazy and waved his knife desperately.

"Poof!

He slashed off the head of a powerful bull demon soldier, and later he was smashed in the head by another demon soldier.

One life for another!

The battle continues.

Five of the nine patrol fighters have died, and the remaining four are struggling to hold on.

In addition, there was a demon standing outside the circle, and he didn't do anything, because his men were more than enough to deal with a Terran patrol team.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of breaths passed.

Three more of the four patrol fighters who had struggled to support were killed.

In the end, the warrior knew that there was no hope of survival, and chose to die with a demon.

Even though he has been accustomed to seeing life and death for several months, Liang Yunkun still has a grief in his heart.

"Click!"

After a short period of distraction, the three demons besieging him seized the opportunity, and the huge hammer smashed into his chest, directly smashing him dozens of meters away. (

Just as the three demons were about to catch up and kill him, the demon who had never participated in the battle suddenly shouted: "Withdraw!"

"Boom, boom!"

The deafening sound of horses' hooves came, but it was the general of the Tatsuko battalion who personally led hundreds of cavalry to arrive.

Seeing this scene, Liang Yunkun knew that he had escaped with his life again.

Yes, it's a fluke!

On the Blood River battlefield, not to mention the Grandmaster, even the probability of the Great Grandmaster falling is very high.

The Mighty Bull Demon Clan quickly retreated into the river of blood, but the Terrans could not pursue.

It's very humiliating.

In Blood River City, a burst of light flashed in the teleportation array, and thirteen people appeared in it, it was Song Yan and Xuanyuan Ling Tian and their party.

As soon as they stepped out of the teleportation array, a breath of air with the smell of blood wafted into everyone's noses.

The commander of the millions of Terran warriors in the Blood River Battlefield is called Lei Jiuming, a peerless powerhouse in the late stage of the Martial Saint, forty-five years old this year, and he is a young Zhuang faction among the Martial Saints.

A quarter of an hour later.

Song Yan and the others met Li Feng, the deputy general of the commander Lei Jiuming, Li Feng was about thirty-seven or eighteen years old, and he had just stepped into the Martial Saint Realm with a body of cultivation.

Li Feng was very polite to everyone, but the evil aura that seemed to be the essence made everyone's hearts sink.

Li Feng had long known about Song Yan and Xuanyuan Lingtian's intentions, and bluntly said that tomorrow he would send enough soldiers to each of them to form two hundred-man patrols, which would be led by the two of them.

After settling down, it was still early, and Yin Zhengyang and the others wanted to go to the city for a walk.

The buildings in Bloodriver are rough.

After a simple turn, everyone was not interested, and the main Blood River City was too monotonous.

Except for the restaurant and the green building, there is nothing outstanding in the whole city.

Just when Song Yan and the others were about to return to the camp, they met an unexpected person.

"Huang Liang is you, I didn't expect you to come to Blood River City too!"

Liang Yunkun's expression was very complicated, although he had no evidence, he was sure that the person who had used the trick to assassinate him before was Song Yan.

When he first came to the frontier, he hated Song Yan, but gradually, he no longer had the extra spirit to hate him, compared to the hatred between him and Song Yan, compared to the hatred between the human race and the demon race, it was really nothing.

"Liang Yunkun, don't come unharmed!"

Song Yan responded with a smile, but his gaze inadvertently swept over the blood stains on the armor on his body.

"It's okay, I can't die!" Liang Yunkun said lightly: "Are you interested in having a few drinks together?"

"Okay!"

Song Yan happily agreed.

After a while, the group found a restaurant.

The business of the restaurant is very good, and ninety percent of the customers who visit it are soldiers.

As soon as he entered the restaurant, an acquaintance greeted Liang Yunkun, and his words were very vulgar, and Liang Yunkun responded very familiarly.

This made Song Yan realize that the original gentleman had undergone a metamorphosis, and it seemed that the battlefield was indeed a good place to train people.

Soon, the wine and food were seated.

The drinking utensils here are not cups, but bowls, and the dishes here are not exquisite, they are all large pieces of meat.

Drink wine in a big bowl and eat meat in a big piece, this is the life of a soldier.

Liang Yunkun raised the wine bowl and said, "I salute everyone!"

In the blink of an eye, Liang Yunkun drank three bowls of wine, afraid that there were two catties, his eyes were a little red, and he gradually talked more.

He talks about things on the battlefield.

With his story, Song Yan and the others realized that the battlefield was even more cruel than they imagined.

Liang Yunkun has only been here for a few months, and has been injured no less than 20 times, five of which are near death.

At the same time, in the months he has been here, he has changed six patrols, and now he is the captain of one, but all of his members are killed today.

As for the few patrols he had been in before, it was said that only five survived.

In the end, Liang Yunkun got drunk.

When he was drunk, he cried and fussed, shouting for revenge for his teammates.

Seeing this scene, Yin Zhengyang and the others were a little sad, and they were even more emotional.

The restaurant has ready-made rooms.

Song Yan and the others placed Liang Yunkun in the guest room and left.

Back at the camp, everyone's hearts were heavy.

Song Yan glanced at everyone: "If someone wants to quit, it's too late, otherwise, after tomorrow, if they want to quit, they will become deserters!"

"Senior Brother Huang, what did you say, since you are here, even if you die, I will not leave!"

Bai Songming nodded, and said in a heavy tone: "Yes, thinking about our previous leisurely life, we all exchanged our lives for the frontier warriors, I swear, if I don't kill the ten-headed demon clan, I will never return to the academy!"

"If you don't kill the ten-headed demon clan, you won't pay it back!"

Zhou Yi waved his fist vigorously, with a resolute face.

Song Yan looked at the others, and they all expressed their stance one after another, and they would not back down.

In this regard, Song Yan is very satisfied, as long as everyone has fighting spirit, he is afraid that they will be frightened by the demons.

In the early morning of the next day, Li Feng appeared, and he sent Song Yan ninety-two warriors, as well as eight sets of armor and eight long knives, a hundred war horses, and the appointment of the commander Lei Jiuming.

Song Yan was appointed as the captain of the second special patrol team, which was directly under the command of the commander-in-chief.

As for the captain of the first special patrol team, it was naturally Xuanyuan Ling Tian.

Among the ninety-two people, there were nine grandmasters, and one of them was actually Liang Yunkun.

[Author's digression]: Four more, thank you for the reward of [Change Life].