On the other side, in the position where the Qinglian Sword Sect and the army were fighting, a muscular strong man easily pierced a soldier in armor, he did not hold a long sword like a disciple of the Qinglian Sword Sect, nor did he wear the clothes of the Qinglian Sword Sect, but the soldiers around him would rather fight with the person holding the long sword, and did not dare to approach this muscular strong man easily, they had already seen the bounty portrait of this person, although their general said that the person who took the head of this person would be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver, but even so, they did not take the initiative to go up and send him to death, because this person was a first-class master, the former sect master of the Whale Fire Fist Sect, Mo Hu！

"Sect Master Mo, look over there!" beside the muscular man, a master with second-rate strength holding a long sword suddenly shouted.

Mo Hu looked in the direction that the man pointed, he knew that that it was the garrison of the Han army, and when Mo Hu saw the billowing smoke rising from the garrison, his face suddenly turned happy, and he shouted excitedly: "Okay! I don't know which master went around, it burned well!"

Then Mo Hu raised his arms and shouted: "Come on, brothers, the people who burned their barracks are likely to have already obtained grain and grass, as long as we hold on until they bring back grain and grass, this bastard army can only retreat!"

"Kill!" said the masters, all excitedly.

Among them, most of them are ordinary disciples of the Qinglian Sword Sect, at most they can only be regarded as ordinary martial artists, not even third-rate masters, fighting with these soldiers, they can only barely be counted as combat power, only under the leadership of third-rate masters, they can not be suppressed by the imperial army in a short period of time, and among the second-rate masters, in addition to some disciples of the Qinglian Sword Sect, there are many people who are not from the Qinglian Sword Sect, and they are the main force in this battle, after all, there is no shortage of good hands in the imperial army.

And Mo Hu and a first-class master of the Qinglian Sword Sect are the leaders of this operation, Mo Hu is responsible for leading the entire team to contain the army, and the first-class master of the Qinglian Sword Sect is responsible for completing the task of seizing grain and grass, in Mo Hu's opinion, now their action is half completed.

Looking at the billowing smoke on the opposite side, Mo Hu couldn't help but say excitedly: "Great, I didn't expect it to be so smooth, it seems that there is no need to implement the second plan." ”

They have been besieged by the army in the Qinglian Sword Sect for a long time, and they are about to starve to death in the Qinglian Sword Sect, so they have to give it a go and come to attack the army of the Han State, and they have two plans for this operation, the first is to directly snatch the grain and grass of these armies, so that it will come quickly and the number must be extremely large.

But this army of more than 100,000 people is not to be seen, if they want to successfully seize food from their rear, it is difficult! Therefore, Mo Hu and the others have a second plan, and if they can't grab food, they will divide into several small teams, take advantage of the chaos to break through, look for food in other places, and then bring it back to the Qinglian Sword Sect.

But if it wasn't a last resort, Mo Hu didn't want to use this method, not to mention how much they could break through, and even if they broke through, where would they go to find such a large amount of food? Even if they were collected, how many would they be able to break through the army's blockade again and send them to the Qinglian Sword Sect?

Therefore, it is naturally best for the first plan to succeed, which is why Mo Hu feels so excited.

However, before Mo Hu had time to rejoice, he suddenly heard a wail coming from in front of him.

"Sect Master Mo, retreat!"

The wailing master was holding a long sword and wearing a more gorgeous costume than the average Qinglian Sword Sect disciple, but at this moment, his long sword was already covered with gaps, and the clothes on his body were also stained with blood.

"Elder Nie!" Mo Hu and the second-rate master who had pointed in the direction before immediately exclaimed, and the second-rate master even slashed several soldiers in a row, wanting to rush to Elder Nie's side to help him.

Mo Hu also said hurriedly: "Elder Nie, how can you be like this, haven't you already succeeded!?"

This Elder Nie was the first-class master who was in charge of snatching food.

"Let's go!!" Elder Nie didn't have the time to answer Mo Hu's question at all, he saw that the disciple of the Qinglian Sword Sect rushing towards him, and he shouted again and again to tell the other party not to approach.

"Elder Nie, I'm here to help you!" The second-rate master just wanted to rescue the elder of his own sect as soon as possible, and he didn't pay attention to Elder Nie's warning at all.

And Mo Hu didn't stop the second-rate master, in the current situation, every first-class master is extremely precious, if he can save it, he will naturally do his best to save it, but Mo Hu now needs to protect the entire team from being scattered by the army, so he can only rely on that second-rate master.

Seeing that the second-rate master of the Qinglian Sword Sect was about to rush to Elder Nie's side, and there were no soldiers around him to obstruct him for a while, and he was about to successfully rescue Elder Nie, the second-rate master suddenly stopped moving......

"What's the matter, bring Elder Nie out!" Mo Hu shouted anxiously.

Elder Nie looked at the disciple who came to rescue him with a sad expression, only he could see it, the second-rate master's expression suddenly became dull, and his eyes lost focus, while a Han general dressed in general armor and holding a spear slowly approached the second-rate master as if he was taking a leisurely walk......

"Don't succeed!" Elder Nie shouted, wanting to go up and fight the general, but as soon as he stood up, the injuries on his body made him spit out a mouthful of blood, and he was unable to fight again.

The general glanced at Elder Nie with disdain, and then a shot passed through the heart of the second-rate master, and it was not until he felt the severe pain of the piercing heart that the second-rate master regained his senses, but it was already too late......

After killing the second-rate master, the general shook off the blood on the spear, approached Elder Nie proudly, and said: "It's quite bold, you actually killed all the deputy generals under my command, even one of the generals died at your hands, and you surrounded and suppressed so many sects, and only your Qinglian Sword Sect caused us such a loss? ”

"What's the matter, bring Elder Nie out!" Mo Hu shouted anxiously.

Elder Nie looked at the disciple who came to rescue him with a sad expression, only he could see it, the second-rate master's expression suddenly became dull, and his eyes lost focus, while a Han general dressed in general armor and holding a spear slowly approached the second-rate master as if he was taking a leisurely walk......

"Don't succeed!" Elder Nie shouted, wanting to go up and fight the general, but as soon as he stood up, the injuries on his body made him spit out a mouthful of blood, and he was unable to fight again.

The general glanced at Elder Nie with disdain, and then a shot passed through the heart of the second-rate master, and it was not until he felt the severe pain of the piercing heart that the second-rate master regained his senses, but it was already too late......

After killing the second-rate master, the general shook off the blood on the spear, approached Elder Nie proudly, and said: "It's quite bold, you actually killed all the deputy generals under my command, even one of the generals died at your hands, and you surrounded and suppressed so many sects, and only your Qinglian Sword Sect caused us such a loss? ”