"Hey, man, people say that it depends on the owner to beat a dog, and it's a bit bad for you to use knives and guns like this. ”

At this time, not far away, there was a man who said in a weird way, and as soon as he spoke, the yellow skin on the ground immediately began to lie on the ground, howling and crying, "Master help wow, this person is so fierce, he will beat me without asking the reason, woo woo, my legs are swishing-"

This terrible acting.

Duan Heng glanced at the other party expressionlessly, this is not an accident, it is normal for the yellow skin in the Fengwei camp, after all, this thing is the best scout and thief, the yellow skin he once met already has three white hairs, and this yellow skin has four white hairs, stealth to him, almost stealing his Qiankun bag.

Undoubtedly, this is against him as a newcomer, easy to bully.

"Do you want me to apologize and compensate?" Duan Heng said lightly, he didn't need to waste his saliva to make any sense.

"Hehe, you're smart, and you'll be excused if you apologize, but my yellow skin is inherited from my ancestors, and I recognize the Lord, tsk, you know how precious the yellow skin of the Lord is, and I'm not difficult for you, the contents of your Qiankun bag-" The man said this, suddenly stopped deliberately, and after looking at Duan Heng's expression, he laughed and said: "I don't want a single one, but I like that Qiankun bag very much, brother, make a price, I'm not bullying you, whatever you want." ”

Duan Heng's heart moved slightly, he fell in love with that Qiankun bag? It turned out that the problem was here.

"You should know the answer, so I don't need to say more, this is the compensation for the cost of medicine. Duan Heng casually took out a hundred immortal stones and threw them on the ground, turned around and left.

"Wait. The man was faster, and he stepped over in one step, blocking Duan Heng's way. Still smiling, "Brother, you can't fool me, I'm knowledgeable, and the Qiankun bag isn't yours, so." If you have something to say, you can bid as you like, let's trade fairly, otherwise-"

"Otherwise, what are you going to rob?" Duan Heng said coldly, his thoughts changed, the Qiankun bag embroidered with the little red fox left by Xiao Yueji to him, he had always kept it close to him, and he would never show it easily, and no one would be able to see it if he asked himself. After all, it's just a bag, but now, how can this guy see it?

Or is there any secret hidden on the bag?

"Haha, it's funny, I'm not a barbarian, but I'll steal, you can't prevent it. Instead of running out of water at that time, it is better to make a price now. Whatever you offer. The man still laughed.

"Yes, you can try. Duan Heng narrowed his eyes, and the thoughts in his heart increased a few more points, but he didn't stay any longer, bypassed the man, and continued to take a few steps forward. But at this moment, he suddenly realized it, turned around like a whirlwind, and was surprised to find that the man and the yellow skin. They were all gone, as if they had never existed.

Even the people around him didn't notice it at all, you must know that this place can be regarded as a public eye, and there are many masters among them, but this man disappeared so blatantly, it seems that from beginning to end, only Duan Heng himself knows about his existence.

"Interesting!"

Duan Heng smiled, but he wasn't worried that the Qiankun bag was really stolen, if that man had this ability, he wouldn't have run out to greet him specifically, he would have done it a long time ago, or if this man really wanted to steal it, he wouldn't have played like this.

Then, the other party's intention is worth pondering.

Next, Duan Heng left the training ground, and was about to find a place to take a while, but he saw a woman in a strong dress in the distance holding something that seemed to be a jade plate, searching all the way, and then when his eyes fell on Duan Heng, he immediately came over angrily and said angrily: "You are Duan Heng, damn it, the old lady has been looking for you for a whole afternoon, and if you don't show up again, believe it or not, I will immediately report you as a deserter?" Hurry up, come here, and get ready to go!"

Saying this, the woman turned around and left, and although she said it thoughtlessly, Duan Heng immediately understood, there was no doubt that his identity had been entered into the new barracks under the Fengwei Battalion, but he had wasted too much time with Old Man Deng before.

Without hesitation, Duan Heng hurriedly followed, and after crossing a certain distance, he came to the other side of the valley, but at this time he suddenly felt that something was wrong, because, the number of people in the valley had increased significantly, if the west side of the valley, the training ground, was lively, and the people were boiling.

Then on the east side of the valley, there was a slaughter, and out of nowhere, groups of heavily armed and murderous soldiers were on standby, or left one after another silently.

It's as if these are two worlds.

In just this moment, Duan Heng estimated that the total number of soldiers currently in the queue was more than thousands, but this was far from the end.

Because there are more soldiers coming out of the dilapidated and low camp tents, and if you calculate according to the space of the baggage camp tent of Old Man Deng, how many soldiers must be hidden in this valley?

At this time, the woman in front of her had already brought Duan Heng to an equally short camp tent, and said in a deep voice, "Go in." ”

"Uh, this - brother, what's the situation now?" Duan Heng hesitated for a moment, but still asked.

The woman was stunned for a moment, then threw a big white eye, and said angrily: "Get in, who is your brother? Can't you see that the old lady is a woman?"

Duan Hengran didn't care about the white eyes, but seized the opportunity to ask in a low voice: "I only seem to see a few thousand people during the day, how many are hidden in this valley?"

"What do you say, a group, half a million people, stop talking nonsense, get in and report. The woman finally got impatient, pushed her shoulder, and entered the tent.

But Duan Heng was already shocked in his heart.

Who would have thought that such a small valley would hide 500,000 people.

Also, in the past, didn't the captain of the Wind Guard say that he would hold on to Woniu Pass, and the total number of Wind Guard Battalions was less than 10,000?

Unless, the other armies in this valley are not under the control of the Wind Guard.

When this thought flashed, Duan Heng also saw the situation in this tent clearly, as he expected, this small tent that was only a dozen square meters from the outside, there were thousands of square meters, and at a glance, it was densely packed with people, at least about a thousand people, all dressed at the moment, waiting to go.

The moment Duan Heng stood firm, thousands of pairs of eyes looked at him in unison, Rao is Duan Heng's mood was extremely stable, they were all in a flickering mood at the moment, there was no way, the strength of these people was not weak, and they all seemed to have a bloody murderous aura, which was not something that could be explained by a few random soldiers.

This is an elite tiger ben.

"Uh- Hello everyone. Duan Heng greeted him in a curtled manner, but he was so puzzled in his heart that he couldn't do it, which one was this? Didn't Lao Tzu enter the new barracks of the Fengwei Battalion?

"Returning to the commander, the soldier Duan Heng has already been brought!" At this time, the woman who came here with Duan Heng shouted loudly, and the spirit was very much like a tigress.

Then he immediately saw a person at the front of the queue, to be precise, a woman, tall, even with a heavy armor, he could still see the seductive curves, especially the long hair that was scattered, and the delicate face like jade, which completely explained what is called the collision of steel and tenderness.

It's just that at the first glance of Duan Heng, he saw a message, very strong, very strong, a master of the governor's position, but his momentum was several floors higher than that barbarian king Xiao Jiuyang.

In an instant, his eyes met, Duan Heng was very consciously willing to bow down, although he didn't know for what reason, who transferred him from the Fengwei camp to this strange battle camp? But at least he knew one thing, everyone here was like a raging beast, so he had better keep a low profile.

But it was clear that the woman, who seemed to be the king of beasts, was more skeptical of this.

"A weak chicken, who transferred him? What are you kidding! This is the 37th Wild War Battalion, don't collect garbage, kick him out for me!"

A voice like an ice blade sounded, far away, it made people's bones cold, and Duan Heng was so frightened that his scalp was numb, why is this woman so fierce.

"Well, Commander, it's the order of the center of the group army, and you can't retreat. The woman who had led Duan Heng here said cautiously.

"The center, the gilded scrap wood, or the failure of the infighting? It doesn't look like it, forget it, that weak chicken, go to the baggage team, you are the captain, have fun, let's go!" The commander snorted coldly, and arranged Duan Heng like this, and for a while, the ironclad torrent walked past him quickly, no more, no less, a thousand people.

"Hey, who's that, Duan Heng, the captain of the baggage team, follow up!" After everyone walked out, the woman who had led Duan Heng here in the first place couldn't help but smile and smiled, looking very happy, probably gloating.

Duan Heng could only be speechless, but at this moment, he inexplicably thought of the man who wanted to buy his Qiankun bag before, it couldn't be that he was doing ghosts, right?

But it shouldn't be, the only one who can recognize the Qiankun bag left behind by Xiao Yue Ji should be her clansmen or people she used to be very close to, and Xiao Yue Ji's clan has long since died, even if they don't die, it is impossible to enter the high-level of the Yu family's army, damn it, the appointment of the center of the group army? There must be something wrong with this appointment.

While thinking about this, Duan Heng also hurriedly followed, he couldn't be sloppy at this time.

Walking out of the camp tent, except for the sound of heavy footsteps, there was a queue marching under black pressure, as for the west side of the valley, next to those training grounds, it was still brightly lit and full of people, there was no doubt that it was the Fengwei camp, and they wanted to stay behind.

I just don't know what happened to Zhou Peng, Bai Luoyu and the others, they went to another camp, they should also retreat together, right?

However, why did he feel that the 500,000 elite army hidden in this valley was not rushing to retreat, this kind of spirit, lying down, would not be about to launch a counterattack? )