Perhaps the focus of our enemy this time is not on the bad guy Aoyou Third Life, and there are important guests who may want to meet us for a while. Fang Shaoyang held the desk with one hand. This time he always had a strange feeling, as if there were quite powerful enemies, but what was even more strange was that he could not calculate or sense it. The way of heaven was blocked by the other party.

The method of blocking the way of heaven is not something that ordinary people can do, which makes Fang Shaoyang a little uneasy. For an uninformed enemy, everything may happen.

Could there be a powerful enemy, Kongkong took the lead in asking?

Maybe it wasn't calculated. Fang Shaoyang calculated again and found that it was still a hazy area, but there was that existence, but the specific situation was not calculated at all.

Lord, then we should change the strategy. The old guy looked upright and said.

Well, it's time for us to change our strategy. This is actually something that can be imagined. Ao You Sanshi dared to be so arrogant and fought with our 300,000 army head-on, so he would have such a courage. Otherwise, he might have taken other flexible countermeasures long ago. Since they are all here, let's say hello, but intuition, these guys may give us a little surprise. Fang Shaoyang was very calm. He is now strong, but he is not cowardly.

Among the commanders of the Dwarf Kingdom, there were several tents that seemed particularly quiet, and there were not even a soldier standing on the verge around.

At this time, among these tents, there were more than a dozen people gathered in each tent, surrounded by layers of black mist, and they could not see their specific appearance clearly. Only the vague heads could be seen.

Fang Shaoyang is indeed not simple. He discovered our method. A obviously processed voice sounded in the tent, like a walking corpse, and there was no feeling at all.

No one responded to the words of the speaker. After this abrupt sound, the tent returned to death and tranquility again, as if no one existed at all.

The swelling black fog became more and more intense, and soon the people could not even see their heads. It seemed that there was only black fog left in the entire tent, like no one at all.

We are born in the land and are entrusted to the land and show our light for the mother god.

Suddenly, a dull chanting sounded in the tent. With the sound of the chanting, layers of black fog continued to shrink until it finally shrank into a small black bead and disappeared on the ground.

Dusk arrived as scheduled, and the afterglow of the day was like holy light on the grassland with green grass, extremely holy. Between the two military camps, bursts of sounds of thrust and the sound of sharpening the knife came, which brought a different texture to this quiet grassland.

The coat of night was extremely slowly draped over the earth, like a gentle mother, reluctant to give up her intimacy with her children, and her movements were extremely slowly.

When the last ray of light was about to disappear, Fang Shaoyang's army's camp gate opened and there was no sign of people. However, a trace on the grassland that was difficult to detect was revealed, and the direction was confused when blown by the wind.

The soldiers of the Dwarf Kingdom were burying the pot to make rice. Their supper had just begun, without training or fighting. What they liked the most was the bonfire when it fell on the night, a pound of meat and two taels of wine. When and where they would choose this way to end the day.

A lot of water was accumulated in a grassland not far outside the camp gate. It was not a dark river, but an artificial lake created by the soldiers' bubbles of warm urine. Five or six soldiers were standing there urinating, but the grass behind them dragged a shallow trace without the wind.

Pork

No one farted, no one found out whether it was farting or what was wrong. A dagger quietly wiped across their necks without blood splashing. They seemed to have no blood at all, but just a big hole was cracked, looking a little scary.

Then something even more terrifying happened. Their bodies were like cracked walls, cracked one by one, and they automatically burned up by the wind. In just a blink of an eye, five or six people dissipated instantly, without even a dregs left. Perhaps they were just thinking about it, after sprinkling this pee, they went back to eat two skewers of meat, drink a few sips of soy wine, and then talked to the gang of hooligans about dirty jokes and women.

Unfortunately, these things were destined to be out of their way. Under their armor, a brand new head appeared. It was a strange face, but soon this face seemed to be pinched by something, and turned into a person who was exactly the same as before.

Everything seemed to have not changed. After peeing, five or six soldiers returned to the camp with laughter and sat in front of the bonfire, continuing what the soldiers wanted to do before they died, telling jokes and talking about women.

The artificially made poolside was blowing, and a few grass was still moving, and another soldier who was eager to urinate slipped out. Everything that happened before at the poolside was replayed again.

All gods know nothing, and it is unknown whether the ghosts from the land know.

The dwarves are all a group of short men who are generous by nature. They are short, but their hearts are big. Twenty miles away is Fang Shaoyang's 800,000 troops, but they think they don't exist at all, drinking wine around the bonfire and teasing dirty jokes, even Aoyou Sanshi and the generals in the army are the same.

The bonfire was over and it was already late at night. The soldiers who were not able to drink were stumbled back. Under the influence of alcohol, they might be able to have a good sleep. As for whether they can wake up at dawn tomorrow, that is not something they need to consider.

Late at night, in the camp where snoring sounds, several soldiers were yawning slowly, and the guns in their hands played the role of a crutch as he played the game on the spot at night.

Someone walked out of one tent with a yawn and walked into another tent. The sentry saw it and laughed and cursed, "You bastard, I'm drunk too much in the evening, can't find the place, can't curse you that you can't find your own bed tonight, sleep in the urine pit outside."

The soldier stared at him and ignored him, turned around and entered the camp beside him, and then came out after a moment.

Haha, I know that you can't find a place to sleep in the grass. You are looking for a bed? The sentry laughed wildly. This kind of thing is too common and happens a lot almost every night.

To be continued.
Chapter completed!