Shangmu City Defense Camp.

At this time, the bandit leader, whose pseudonym was Du Gaocen, was sitting in the barracks with everyone, chewing steamed buns. While chewing, he secretly rejoiced in his heart.

A sergeant's voice trembled and he said with fear: "So many people died in one night, but there was no movement from the county government. This inexplicable way of death is terrible..."

Another sergeant was also uneasy. He shook his head and sighed: "More than ten people died in one night, and there is another one right next to me. It's so scary."

"Before the foreigners came, a dozen or so people died inexplicably. If that doesn't work, let's run away."

"..."

Hearing these words, Du Gaocen showed a sly smile. Just as he expected, killing more than a dozen people in just one night had severely damaged the morale of the army and successfully achieved his goal of creating chaos first.

At that time, in order to avenge his brother, Wei Aotian, who was killed by Jiang Mingyu in the street, he directly wanted to lead people to kill Shang Mu.

But the little guy who reported the news gave him this plan to disrupt Shang Mu's camp.

In the words of the little guy, Jiang Mingyu had more than 2,000 people at the time, so there was definitely no hope of fighting hard.

In this case, it is better to mess up Shangmucheng and put everyone in the city defense camp in danger. Chaos will soon occur.

Once the city defense camp, the main force against the foreigners, is in chaos, the entire Shangmu County will also be in chaos.

When the time comes, Jiang Mingyu will definitely be in trouble. If he takes advantage of the chaos and kills him, won't he be able to capture him easily?

Things are also progressing steadily according to Du Gaocen's plan, and many sergeants who are afraid of death have already decided to quit.

The motionless Jiang Mingyu made him feel that the young imperial envoy was also panicked by his sudden move.

If more deaths are caused, the morale of these 40,000 to 50,000 troops will definitely be lost and their morale will be weakened.

When the time comes, Jiang Mingyu will definitely be in a hurry. This is his best chance to take revenge.

Thinking of this, Du Gaocen couldn't help but a cold light flashed in his eyes, the corners of his mouth raised, secretly hoping that the plan could continue smoothly.

During the whole day of training, even the black-faced King of Hell, Tuxlo, looked livid all day long, which made Du Gaocen more sure of his suspicions.

The moonlight was like water, and the lanterns in the camp gradually dimmed.

At first, many soldiers did not dare to sleep because of the bizarre deaths that occurred during the day. However, stimulated by physical exhaustion, they fell asleep one after another, and the whole camp was filled with loud snoring.

At the third watch, Du Gaocen opened his sleepy eyes again. He crept down to the ground, patted the people around him to wake up, and used gestures to signal everyone to follow him quietly, hiding behind the blazing bonfire in the camp.

Du Gaocen lowered his voice and smiled evilly: "Last night's operation was very successful. If we take action again tonight, these weaklings will be scared out of their wits."

But the little guy who gave him advice that day uneasily advised: "Master, I don't think we should take action anymore. The entire city defense camp and Jiang Mingyu have no reaction to the dead. It's too abnormal. They may have set up a plan."

They have set a dragnet and are waiting for us to take the bait."

"I think it's better to wait and see for a while and let the limelight pass before taking action. This is safer." The little minion's voice was full of worry in the moonlight.

However, Du Gaocen widened his eyes angrily and replied sternly: "Little bastard, what the hell do you know? These weaklings are so frightened that their legs are weak. If you stop now, you have water in your head, right?"

"If they wait any longer, they will forget all about the fear tonight. How will they take revenge then?" A cold light appeared in Du Gaocen's eyes.

As soon as Du Gaocen said these words, he immediately received positive responses from others.

"My boss's analysis is correct. Let's quickly avenge our brothers. After the incident is completed, we can return to the village and live happily." A man with thick eyebrows and big eyes said boldly.

"That's right, if you keep swinging your spear here every day and watch the faces of those weaklings, what can you do?" Another middle-aged man with a vicissitudes of life also agreed.

"I'm exhausted, but you can still bear it, I'm so fed up!" The little guy who was the first to complain frowned again, with a dissatisfied look on his face.

"..."

Seeing everyone saying this, the little guy still insisted: "But..."

The little guy wanted to say something else, but Du Gaocen's eyes were as wide as copper bells, his thick eyebrows were raised, and he stared at him ferociously: "What else do you want to say? Either come with us to kill people, or I will destroy you first!"

Choose one."

Seeing Du Gaocen's fierce look, the little guy could only shut up obediently and follow the footsteps of the large army in shame.

Du Gaocen and his men carefully avoided the patrolling soldiers, and after walking quietly for a while, he suddenly raised his palms and ordered in a low voice with a volume that only each other could hear: "Start here, remember to fight quickly, and be sure to do it afterwards."

All traces of evidence must be erased!”

Before anyone could respond, a cold and crisp voice suddenly came from the roof above: "It's useless no matter where you go tonight!"

Everyone looked up and saw Tuxlow lightly leaping from the roof wearing a snow-white cloak, his clothes flying when he landed.

Du Gaocen was shocked to find out that his whereabouts had been discovered! But he quickly regained his composure and was determined not to let his revenge plan go to waste.

Tukslow stared at the group of people coldly and spoke slowly: "Just as your Excellency guessed, you are here again. I have lived up to Your Majesty's instructions and caught you all."

He calmly stroked the saber on his waist.

"Who are you, and why do you want to sneak into our military camp and harm people?"

Du Goocen looked at Tuxlo who was alone, sneered, and said boldly: "You don't need to know who we are, you will die here soon anyway."

He threatened: "It's best not to disturb others by making a sound, and maybe you can survive for a while. If you dare to shout, I will kill you with a knife." After saying that, Duguocen's broad scimitar was placed on Tuxlow's body.

On the neck.

Tuxlow calmly stroked his short hair that was messed up by the wind, and said lightly: "I'm going to die anyway, so what's the point of telling me what to do?"

Du Gaocen, who was holding the big sword, thought for a moment and said, "Okay, then I'll let you be a sensible person."

As he spoke, he told Shang Mu their origins and purpose without reservation.

In the dark night, Tuxlow suddenly smiled and said slowly: "Little Eagle Mountain, I know this place."

Du Gaocen looked shocked and asked: "What do you mean?"

Tukslow's expression did not change: "It's not interesting, I just want to tell you that I killed all the people on Kitty Eagle Mountain."

"By the way, my good brother Wei Aotian of yours also had his head chopped off by me in a busy place in the city."

He smacked his lips: "The blood from his cavity spurted out all the way, and almost splashed all over me."

Du Gaocen snorted contemptuously and said sarcastically: "You alone can kill so many of our brothers? You are simply risking your life just to brag."

"I can mercifully give you a chance. As long as you kneel down and apologize for your arrogance, I can let you end your life happily."

"Otherwise, I guarantee that you will pass away in extreme pain and endure unimaginable torture before you die." A fierce light flashed in Du Gaocen's eyes.

Tukslow, who still had the sharp knife on his neck, chuckled again: "I can also give you a choice, either you can just surrender and be captured, or I can deal with you myself. It's your choice."

Seeing Tuxlow's calm look, Dugu Cen completely lost his patience.

He waved the heavy knife in his hand, with anger in his eyes, and shouted: "It's a joke that a mere person dares to speak so wildly! I want to see how you can deal with us by yourself!"

Tukslow's voice was as cold as ice: "You all must remember clearly that it was me, Tukslow, who ended your lives with my own hands!" Before he finished speaking, the silver-white sword at his waist had gone silent.

Take it out of its sheath, reflecting the moonlight, the cold light is shining!
Chapter completed!