Chapter 102 Your Opponent

Author: Abai Yabai

Chapter 102 Your Opponent

There were dots of firelight in the dark night. The team that originally planned to pick up the old and weak women to rest was stopped on the road and returned to the shelter again.

The crackling sound of burning firewood rang in her ears. Wen Yu stared at the center of the fire. Those sitting in a circle were familiar faces, including men and women, Xu Laoer, Wei Jin, Luo Da, Chen Datie, Hu Hongchun, You

Ginny

Erya and Xiaozizi were a little nervous. This was their first time to participate in the battle head-on. In the past, they had always stayed aside as assistants.

There were several patrols ten feet away, and women were setting up stoves to cook near the burning fires.

Another group of pursuers is about to arrive on the battlefield. If they want to defeat the weak and the strong, they must take them by surprise, act like everything is normal, and wait for the opportunity to rise up and kill as many as they can.

Wen Yu had already released Fan Renkai's restrictions, but tonight was a special situation, so she still prepared a layer of insurance on Fan Renkai when he wasn't paying attention.

She could not accept the consequences of Fan Renkai's sudden rebellion during the battle, so as long as she detected that he had different intentions and wanted to surrender to the enemy, the spell would be activated immediately, and Fan Renkai would die suddenly.

But if he does his best in this battle, Wen Yu will give him the same trust.

"You can't remember the moves I just taught you, so I'll tell you how to survive on the battlefield."

Wen Yu's consciousness enveloped the area, and Fan Renkai's voice teaching in a hidden place could be clearly heard.

Regarding the news that Fan Renkai told, Wen Yu used his spiritual consciousness to invade his surface consciousness, and he was indeed not lying. In other words, there were monks among the chasing enemy troops, and they were monks in the foundation building stage.

This is not good news.

The reason why the team can win repeatedly is because of Wen Yu's invincible combat power, which can calmly control the battlefield and hone its own strength while destroying the enemy.

The foundation-building monk means that Wen Yu does not have the energy to take care of the battlefield in the first place. So, in the first wave of head-on confrontation between the two sides, how many casualties will be suffered by the villagers who do not even know the coordination of the military formations?

It is necessary to eliminate as much of the opponent's vitality as possible in a sneak attack.

Wen Yu frowned and stood up, "You guys just relax and stay here."

"Erya, have all the accumulated talismans been distributed?"

"All distributions have been completed, and the vine entanglements have been arranged." Erya looked up at Wen Yu and replied.

"Just stick to the normal mode. According to Fan Renkai's news, another wave of people will arrive in about half an hour."

After Wen Yu finished speaking, he shrank down and left, looking for an area with a wide view to observe the environment.

Xiaobai, who hadn't seen him for a long time, popped out of nowhere. He was a lot bigger than when he first saw him, and it was no longer able to jump on Wen Yu's shoulders. Xiaobai had either been sleeping or away from the team these days, and finally resumed his practice.

Embark on the first level of Qi training.

Although he could vaguely feel it, Xiaobai was still surprised that the spiritual energy was thinner than it was five hundred years ago. The progress of demon cultivation was already slow, and at this rate, it is expected to double its strength in five years - reaching the second level of Qi training.

"What are you thinking about?" Little White's tail gently wrapped around one of Wen Yu's ankles.

"According to Fan Renkai, the direction of the other group is not much different from theirs. It should be from here." Wen Yu pointed to the direction of the avenue covered with dense forests on both sides. "Since there is a chance to ambush, I plan to make more arrangements.

means."

"I can also help," Xiaobai said. "Although I am only at the first level of Qi training, the strength of the demon clan is different from that of human monks. The talent of the fox clan is related to illusion. I can arrange some illusion formations there."

With Xiao Bai's help, Wen Yu set up traps more conveniently, including illusion formations, ground traps, and enhanced vine entanglements. Later, Wen Yu made dozens of simple spells, such as fireball, water arrow, and repellent spells.

Vine technique.

Until the spiritual power in his body was exhausted, Wen Yu took out a bottle of pills from his storage bag and took a few rejuvenation pills.

This elixir bottle looks the same as the one Nie Shu took out during the battle. It was Wen Yu who broke the storage rings of several people before rushing back and took some items from it as a reward for saving their lives.

After setting up the trap, Wen Yu divided the talismans. Because the materials used were mortal objects, the spell's effect would be compromised, but if used well, it would have miraculous effects.

After this period of buffering, everyone calmed down and were ready to fight another battle.

Anyway, those who fell three times before were all enemies, and they will definitely win this time.

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Zong Sijun took the lead. He frowned, thinking about the team from Yanmen City he encountered some time ago. There were more than a hundred people on the team. After the scouts sent out to investigate were caught, they interrogated and found out whether they wanted to go south to arrest them.

It's just that a soldier has a low status in the army, and he doesn't know who he is arresting.

After that, Zong Sijun led the team to avoid that group of people. It wasn't that he couldn't defeat them, but he just didn't want to cause trouble. Moreover, he had a vague feeling that the two sides would meet again.

I don't know where the other party has gone now. I haven't seen any trace of them for quite some time.

Anyway, he had already received the news from above. An Jingyuan was injured in Yanmen City and had already planned to return to Fengzhou, that is, to King Zheng's territory. He would not pass by Daqingshan again, so their assassination plan had also been ruined.

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In recent years, the domestic situation has been turbulent, and various princes have made frequent small moves. King Ning and King Qi even went to war directly. There are many people who want to take advantage of this opportunity to fly into the sky. In addition, several neighboring countries seem to want to see Daxia's situation.

Take a piece of the pie.

Because of this, Zong Sijun heard the news that King Ning and King Qi intended to stop the war and negotiate peace, and did not want the fishermen to benefit.

When they returned from this trip, their superiors felt that there was no use in staying in Daqingshan, so they might as well return to the frontal battlefield to do something.

In his mind, he was thinking about whether he could get the next stage of skills after going back, and whether he could go back to the sect. The communication he received a few months ago also mentioned that King An seemed to have mastered a very powerful weapon.

A large weapon, several colleagues sent to Yanzhou died under this weapon.

Today, things are going to change.

Zong Sijun did not take the enemy he was about to face into consideration.

The people on the left and right are just a group of mortals. Even if they are capable of defeating the dozens of people like Lao Si, they still can't survive a few attacks under their own hands.

Who cares about how many ants they trample on while walking?

After burning a stick of incense, Zong Sijun's sharp five senses had already discovered the bonfire lit a mile ahead and the crowds of people moving near the fire.

There were more than eighty people, including men, women, and some children. It could be seen that they were preparing to rest and were unaware of the approaching danger.

Are they this group of people? Let’s give birth to a good child in the next life.

Zong Sijun silently controlled the red horse under his crotch to accelerate, leading the team to approach the unconscious escapees.

"Plop."

As the distance got closer, Zong Sijun's heart skipped a beat on his red horse, and a sense of crisis ran from the top of his head to the soles of his feet. His instinct for danger saved his life several times. Zong Sijun immediately clenched his weapon.

The golden light is sharp and protects the vital parts of the body.

"Boss, what's wrong?"

The subordinates behind him didn't understand why their boss suddenly became nervous, but they still slowed down and moved forward.

After a moment of silence, not noticing the source of the danger, and the crisis intuition brought by his spiritual consciousness also disappeared, Zong Sijun let out a heavy breath.

Maybe I think too much.

"It's okay," Zong Sijun shook his head, and then raised his voice, spreading throughout the army, "In front is our target, a group of deserters who can't even use swords, but they killed more than forty of us

Brothers, we must avenge them."

"Line up, charge into battle, leave no one alive!"

"rush!"

Zong Sijun was not at the forefront this time. He was still worried about the dangerous intuition just now. Therefore, he saw his subordinates who were still fiercely sharpening their swords one second and were about to make the swords in their hands drink blood the next second.

His expression flickered and his expression was blank.

At the same time, the ground rumbled and collapsed into large holes, encompassing the entire team. Countless vines sprang out from the trees on both sides, entangling people and horses.

But the fugitive who was originally lifeless and ready to rest suddenly became lively and energetic. He took out swords from nowhere and held a strange object in his other hand.

It seems to be a sign made of wood?

Do you want to hit us with wooden signs to hurt us?

He knew the answer right away.

The fireballs burned silently, the water arrows glowed with cold light, and the wood buds growing on the ground were ready to move.

The spiritual light illuminated the area between the two sides, and the monk's indifference allowed Zong Sijun to see their expressions clearly. No matter men, women, old or young, they all showed the perseverance of looking forward to death, and the sparkle in their eyes was almost difficult to see in the eyes of the common people.

, the light of expectation.

That is the expectation for the future, the expectation for life.

"Qiang."

The sharp sound of drawing a sword woke up Zong Sijun, and a quiet and cold female voice penetrated into his ears.

"Your opponent is me."

As a reminder, I may have said this before but forgot it because it took so long:

An Jingyuan was the eldest son of King Zheng's general An Xinzhi, the one who traveled around the country.

Daqing Mountain is the mountain where Wen Yu encountered the first group of bandits.
Chapter completed!