Although success has made it to the South Bank, it does not mean safety. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The Rhine River, which separates the two countries, is hundreds of miles long, and although such a wide confluence can temporarily stop the army, it cannot stop the martial arts masters. In the dead of night, find a remote location, it is not difficult to swim to the other side.

In fact, every day, many German or French masters swim to the other side's borders to conduct reconnaissance, spying, disturbance, and so on. On the road, in the forest, in the valley...... The clash has never stopped.

In the seemingly silent and uninhabited forest, perhaps on a certain treetop, there is a secret sentry with strong martial arts monitoring the surroundings. Perhaps behind the dense trees, there is a small group of elite soldiers in ambush, ready to strangle the enemy who sneaks in.

And these people are the enemies that Zhang Ang and his party must face next.

The whole team has a lot of people, there are 800 people, but except for Zhang Ang and Adolf, the strength of the others is not strong, and they may be able to barely fight when they encounter ordinary soldiers, but when they encounter the elite masters in the army, they can only be blind. After all, in such a terrain, people can flee if they can't fight, go back and lead the army, encircle and suppress it, and everyone will be dead.

Fortunately, Adolf and Zhang Ang are not ordinary masters! It can be said that under the Martial Saint, the two are almost invincible at the same level!

No one in the group spoke, and everyone was silent, and they followed Adolf towards the stream.

Suddenly, Adolf stopped, he made a gesture that brought the whole team to a stop, and then he closed his eyes.

Without further explanation, he slowed his steps and crept forward, and went around behind a bush, where there was a strong man lying on his stomach, with dense branches tied to his body, breathing weakly, and no eyes on the corpse, which could not be found in the forest.

Adolf didn't hesitate and just punched out.

That punch was silent, without a trace of wind, but it condensed with unparalleled strength, and before the French master could react, he punched his head with a punch!

Stretching out their hands and making a gesture, the team was light again and slowly moved west.

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High in the tree, a Frenchman leaned on the branches of the treetops with a longbow and a quiver on his back, and a pair of sharp eyes looked closely around the direction of the tree. It is the tallest tree in the entire forest, and it has a wide line of sight, allowing it to monitor a range of hundreds to kilometers around it.

Suddenly, his ears moved, as if he had noticed something wrong, and he looked around quickly, but the forest was still silent, there was no human figure, only the sound of the breeze blowing through the leaves.

Something must be wrong!

It's the wind!

Before he could make any response, a strange-shaped scimitar burst through the air, incredibly fast, as if the corner of his eye had just swept away, and it appeared in front of him.

Before he could shout, he felt a chill on his neck, and then fell into boundless darkness.

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In a low-lying area, the corpses of a dozen elite soldiers in chain mail were strewn all over the ground, their weapons falling to the ground, their cheeks buried in the dirt, and their faces still carrying fear that had not dissipated.

Standing in the middle of them, Zhang Ang whispered to the team next to him: "You go first, I'll deal with it." ”

The team continued to move forward, and after a while, Zhang Ang's hand touched one of your corpses, and in the blink of an eye, the corpse disappeared without a trace, and a dozen corpses disappeared without a trace along with their weapons and equipment and the blood-stained soil on the ground......

Looking around and seeing that there was nothing missing, Zhang Ang took up his light skills and rushed to the forward team.

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On the south bank of the Rhine, on a low hillside, is the camp of the French Revolutionary Army.

"Report to Your Majesty, according to the news transmitted by our intelligence officers, the follow-up support troops on the opposite side will officially arrive the day after tomorrow! Although this batch of reinforcements is not strong in combat, they are extremely numerous, and it is speculated that they will have enough cannon fodder troops for river crossing operations at that time! If the multi-front blossoms, we will not be able to stop it at all!"

"Report to Your Majesty, fifty miles upstream, our patrol has discovered a secret pontoon bridge secretly built by the other party, and General Theodore has already led people to destroy it!"

"Report to Your Majesty, I have placed a number of patrol points in the upper forest, secret sentry, and the watchmen have lost their response, and we suspect that a large number of local masters have smuggled to the south bank through this secret pontoon bridge! Judging from the traces left on their way, they have at least 500 people! General Scott is leading people to search for each other and try his best to strangle them!"

"Report to Your Majesty, Grand Duke Louisa has mobilized some supplies, grain and grass, and has sent someone to escort it to the departure, and it will arrive at the camp in the near future, and the logistical pressure on our army will be greatly reduced!"

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After listening to the reports of his subordinates, His Majesty Napoleon thought for a moment and began to issue orders: "First, closely monitor the arrival of the other side's reinforcements and report them at any time! The last night attack was not fully successful, and the other side has already intensified its patrols on the riverbank, and we have no chance to launch a second attack, and this time it will be a real hard battle! Everyone is extremely vigilant, pay close attention to the other side's movements, and be ready to deal with the other side's river crossing operations at any time!"

"Second, the destruction of this secret pontoon bridge does not mean that there are no other places that are similar to secret pontoon bridges! It must be strictly investigated! Hundreds of miles of river banks must be carefully investigated! By then, the third-line operation will already be very difficult, and I don't want to end up becoming a fourth-line or fifth-line!

"Third, since the other party has photographed the Purple Rose master, it must be useful! We have worked hard to build a secret pontoon bridge, and we may not only send 500 people! 1,000 or even 2,000 people are possible! When the time comes, the opposite river crossing operation will begin, and this group of people is very likely to become daggers to stab us! Let us fall short! We must find them out! Kill them all! Ackerman, you bring the 3rd Infantry Regiment to help! Be sure to get rid of this group in the next two days!"

"Also, inform General Sufi in Vienna that in addition to the follow-up supplies, the situation in Austria should also be as stable as possible! When collecting supplies, we must be as gentle as possible! Do not treat commoners or nobles with high-pressure rule and cause conflicts! I don't want to fight on the front line and be surrounded by wolf smoke in the rear! This is a big war between the two countries! It is indispensable to have a stable rear!"

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One order after another was given in an orderly manner, and the generals left the tent one after another.

In a few moments, only His Majesty the Emperor and his stepson, General Eugène, were left in the Great Tent.

"Well, have all those things been transferred?" asked His Majesty the Emperor solemnly.

"It was all put into the warehouse last night, and the guards were all old men from the revolutionary army, so I guarantee that there will be no problems!" General Ou Ren also replied solemnly: "It's just that I don't understand, what is the use of this black oil?"

"Of course they are useful!" replied His Majesty the Emperor simply, "they will determine the outcome of this battle to cross the river!"

(To be continued.) )