A figure flexibly shuttled through more than 2,000 soldiers in the dead camp, and quickly jumped in front of Sikong Haoxuan, "Battery Commander, are you looking for me?"

He was naked and his skin was smooth, making Sikong Haoxuan frown, "I heard that you are very knowledgeable about various terrains and are good at mapping."

Shino's eyes rolled, "Battery Commander, I'm not bragging about Shino. I'm involved in drawing most of the maps in Yag continent."

Seeing that Sikong Haoxuan seemed very interested, Shino smiled "hehe" and said, "And, I followed an adventure group into the Taiken Mountains many years ago and participated in the map drawing near the Taiken Pass. As long as the battalion commander promised me a condition, I will contribute this map."

Before Sikong Haoxuan could speak, Baron's huge body blocked the thin Sino's vision, "You damn human, dare you to make a condition to the young master?" Shino looked at the orc in front of him with disdain, without any nervousness. How could the warrior in the dead camp be scared by an orc?

Baron cursed humans so blatantly that if he were not Sikong Haoxuan's witch slave and more than two thousand non-god dead camp soldiers, he would have dismembered this arrogant orc.

"Balon." Sikong Haoxuan's voice made Baron put down Shino. As a witch slave, he understood what Sikong Haoxuan meant. He drooped his head and flashed to the side, staring at Shino as if threatening him.

Shino glared at Balong, as if saying, "How can you treat me?" "Sino, tell me about your conditions." Sikong Haoxuan's voice interrupted Shino and Balong's glaring.

"Battery Commander, my conditions are very simple. I want to be the leader. Oh, I want to be the captain." Xino made his request to Sikong Haoxuan with a serious look on his face.

This request surprised Sikong Haoxuan, "Tell me why I want to be the captain? Do you have the ability?"

Xino said angrily: "Battery Commander, I believe you know that I have joined countless organizations, but none of them regard me as their own. Humph, they are all using me, and they have also won me the title of shameless thief."

Looking at Sikong Haoxuan's calm gaze, Shino continued: "Because I don't have the attack power of ordinary thieves, I will always be a non-combat member in any organization, and I am still framed and imprisoned." No wonder Shino was angry. He was simply looking for the wrong direction. His role as a mapping expert on the adventure group is really limited, and the core of the adventure group is still mainly combat.

Sikong Haoxuan threw a booklet at Xino from his ring, "This is some scout experience I know. You choose 200 people to form a special scout team, and you serve as the captain. Responsible for investigation, spy, and guidance for the dead camp, you will be the eyes of the entire dead camp."

Xino's face was filled with excitement and she knelt on one knee, "I will definitely not disappoint the camp leader."

Sikong Haoxuan nodded and said, "You go. After selecting the personnel, take a few people to set out first. The task is to investigate the specific location of a Sakh army hidden near the Taiken Pass, and draw a secret route that penetrates into Beifeng City from the outer edge of the Taiken Mountains." Xino did not notice that a thin hair on the tip of Sikong Haoxuan's finger was burned into ashes.

After Shino left with a few people, "Go and bring that mage." Sikong Haoxuan said to Baron.

Baron quickly brought the mage and threw it on the ground. Sikong Haoxuan squatted down, "What's your name?"

The mage stared at the snow that was condensed into red ice by Nida's blood, "You crazy man...what are my companions, what's wrong with them?"

"They? I've sent them away."

The mage is obviously not a fool, "You lunatic, you killed them."

Sikong Haoxuan grabbed the mage's neck and lifted him up, pulling him in front of him, "You have killed thousands of my brothers, but the lives of your companions cannot be compensated."

The mage had seen Sikong Haoxuan's methods and his body was trembling. He knew clearly that his fellow warriors who reached Xiaoyue level could not bear the pain that he could not bear. Because of the suffocation, his voice was a little unstable, "What do you want to do?"

Sikong Haoxuan smiled slightly and let go of his hand, "What's your name?"

"Luotian." The mage replied inhaling air.

Sikong Haoxuan stood up and waved his hand, and the colorful filaments shrank on the wrist of the mage Luotian, like a beautiful ornament, "The Sacre Empire also has descendants of the Eastern tribe?"

After getting rid of the bundle of thin filaments, Luo Tian obviously had some spirit, "The descendants of Eastern tribes exist in all countries on the mainland."

Sikong Haoxuan didn't want to waste time on this matter, "Tell me, the maximum distance of magic."

Luo Tian knew the current form very well and replied very simply, "With my Xiaoyue level strength, the attack distance of large magic is one mile, and the range of the star-level mage is within one mile and a half of their effective attack range."

Sikong Haoxuan said to Lan Miller beside him: "Take two teams of people around you and go to the surrounding area to watch. If there are people who have entered the alert range, shoot them all." In the entire dead camp, only Lan Miller's eyes can monitor such a wide range and make effective attacks.

Beichen waited for Lan Miller to leave, and hesitated in his expression, "Battery Commander, should you camp here and wait for news from Shino? This is not far from where we were ambushed. It is impossible for the enemy to come and confirm our casualties, let alone that no one of the four people who attacked the ambushed went back."

Baron glared at the side with big eyes, "What are you afraid of? As long as they dare to come, I will tear them apart one by one."

Everyone around ignored Baron's words and Sikong Haoxuan smiled slightly at Beichen, "Believe in Blue Miller, as long as he is not a star-level warrior, he can control a space of one and a half miles."

Beichen nodded and arranged for the entire death camp to temporarily station here. Sikong Haoxuan turned around and continued to Luo Tian: "Tell me about the connection between your Sachs Military Office and the upper level of the Golden Empire."

Luo Tian, ​​who seemed to be connected, seemed very cooperative. "I really don't know the specific matters. I just know that the eldest prince of your country has some close cooperation with our Military Affairs Office. The order to attack the battalion was carried out by the Military Affairs Office on the commission of the eldest prince."

Sikong Haoxuan closed his eyes and recalled that from the beginning of his entry into the dead camp, he arranged for Nida. His father refused to see him, to the order to cut off the enemy's food and grass, to the sneak attack, to the transmission of false news in Nida. The links of contact made him tremble, "Second brother, are you also involved? Brother, don't give me another excuse to destroy you. Maybe it will make you sober and get rid of the influence of meaningless emotions."

Opening his eyes, Sikong Haoxuan looked at Luo Tian's heart slightly, "Humans have a hundred times more spirituality than puppets, and the dead camp needs a great master at this time." Thinking of this, he spoke slowly to Luo Tian, ​​"The colorful filaments on your wrist are both symbolic of death, but also contain the blessings of the great witch."

"Black silk can make you clear and meditate twice the result with half the effort. Yellow silk protects your soul. As long as the soul is immortal, the great witch can use yellow silk to reshape your body at any time. White silk drives away all evil things and keep you from invading all evil. Black silk protects your bloodline and delays the onset of some toxins. Red silk can capture your essence and blood and soul. Although the colorful thin silk is dangerous, it is also extremely precious. It is made up of a wisp of essence and blood that condenses thousands of loyal hearts. It will accompany the person given by the great witch for a lifetime. Where to go, you will choose."

Although Luo Tian seemed to understand but not understand, the role of Chi Si made him frightened. When he reached Xiaoyue level, Luo Tian spent a lot of time and energy, and endured so much loneliness and pain that ordinary people could not imagine. How could he choose such a miserable death? Looking at Sikong Haoxuan, who was also black-haired with him, kneeled down on the ground, "From today, Luo Tian will follow you forever."
Chapter completed!