Most of the wooden houses in Shuizhai are built on the lake, and his house is no exception.
Fu Shanlie pulled up a board from the ground, revealing a three-foot-square hole, with rippling water below.
He jumped into the water and disappeared in an instant.
He Lingchuan indeed went to the Longchuan front line and confirmed it with his own eyes.
Then, the next step can begin.
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The attack on the puppet water stronghold began again.
Soldiers surged past He Lingchuan like a tide and charged forward.
As the coach, he only needs to sit in the rear and strategize. Tonight's Longchuan looks particularly chaotic. There are soldiers everywhere, and torches are burning everywhere. Almost all the former gangsters in Longchuan have received orders from the commander-in-chief to participate in the Yuheng Army's suppression of puppets.
Combat.
Yuheng City has made up its mind to finish its work in one battle tonight.
The messengers frequently came in and out of the brightly lit main tent, like worker ants, and the nearby troops were mobilized in an orderly manner.
Two teams smeared black ointment on their bodies. It was sticky, greasy, and had a pungent smell that couldn't be washed away with water. They had to use special detergents. But the captain asked his men to apply it all over their bodies without leaving any dead spots.
This thing is a new invention of Panlong City's pharmacists. Although the Demon-eating Tree is domineering to the outside world, it is also susceptible to insect damage. It also requires a private doctor, a small creature called a "mud mole".
Mud moles will not be attacked by them when they go in and out of the Demon Devouring Forest.
The camouflage potion refined by the pharmacists in Panlong City is to simulate the ointment on the mud mole, and at the same time block out the human smell, so that humans can also deceive the Demon Devouring Forest.
Unfortunately, the dose is limited and cannot be distributed on a large scale.
The two teams sneaked in to carry out sabotage behind enemy lines.
The fight was raging inside and outside the wall of the Demon-Eating Tree, and no one noticed that after a messenger came out of the main tent, he followed the crowd through the melee and quietly slipped into the dark trees.
There was a splendid beast waiting outside the forest for a long time.
The battlefield was filled with torches, which made the surroundings even more dark. No one noticed that this guy in black robes with his face covered walked through the forest, mounted a beast, and headed north quickly under the cover of the night and the shadow of the trees!
This man and his horse were very familiar with the terrain. He even dared to stick a speed talisman on the neck of the beast in the dark and changeable environment to use the wind to run faster.
Even if there were other animals and monsters in the woods, as soon as they were awakened by the sound of hoofbeats, the rider and horse had already gone away, leaving only a vague figure behind.
Every breath and every moment that follows is precious.
He is racing against time, and time is life, victory or defeat.
Not long after, he drove onto the official road.
There are only twos and threes of people traveling at night, so what’s the surprise if there’s one more?
After the Takigawa water bandits became road managers, they really worked hard to maintain the official roads. Today's trade roads are much easier to navigate than a few months ago, and the speed of barging beasts has been improved again and again.
And there is another benefit to taking the official path:
Fu Shanlie's eyes rarely stared at Guan Dao'er.
Not halfway through the road, another bird appeared in front of him, flapping its wings and landing towards him, its posture was particularly strong.
The kestrel is coming.
Chapter completed!