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Chapter 88: The Black Armored Legion

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The lights in the general's tent were brightly lit, but all the generals felt a chill coming from their heads. Originally, what they were most worried about was the whereabouts of the savages who had not appeared yet, but they did not expect that there would be something even more alarming than the sudden appearance of the savages.

What shocked them was that the savages were actually smarter than before.

Light flashed in Shentu Mo's slightly narrowed eyes, and his fingers tapped on the mahogany table, making a low and muffled sound.

At this time, there was suddenly the sound of horse hooves hitting the ground again outside, rushing towards the general's tent. Needless to say, there was urgent military information to report. Otherwise, no one would dare to gallop like this in the army.

At the same time, a stream of fiery red light suddenly rushed into the camp, rolled in the air and then spun rapidly.

A monk from Nanshan Road with a thin face and a withered face waved his hand towards him, and the stream of light flew into his hand eagerly.

At the same time, a sergeant rushed into the general's tent with a gust of cold air. The sergeant held a token in his hand and reported loudly: "General, more than a thousand savage corpses were found on the Huer grassland, and a stone discharging machine was found.

, all destroyed and damaged!”

"Oh? Hu'er Grassland? Isn't that within the scope of the Iron Spear Battalion? Aren't their entire army wiped out? Who did it? Can we find out?" Shen Tumo asked with renewed energy.

The sergeant said: "After the sentinels at the front inspected it, I hurriedly came to report it. The specific situation is still unclear."

The monk from Nanshan Road suddenly said: "There are one thousand one hundred and eighty-nine corpses of savages. There are also eighteen complete bodies of warriors wearing black armor buried under the soil. There should also be countless stumps.

Most of the soldiers of the Shang Kingdom had been devoured by the savages. The total number is unknown. Eighteen heavy vehicles were damaged, but the supplies were not taken away. The most special thing is that there is a war horse with a written on it - I will return it tenfold in the future.

The words "Wolf Blade Camp Yuan Fei"."

This is the benefit of having Taoist masters in the army. The speed of message transmission is definitely not comparable to that of horses.

Obviously this was not the first time that such a scene had happened, so the soldiers were not too surprised. They all pondered and said nothing, carefully recalling the name of Yuan Fei from Langdao Camp, but found that they had no memory at all.

Shen Tumo narrowed his eyes slightly: "Yuan Fei? Wolf Blade Camp? Shouldn't all Wolf Blade Camp be swallowed up by monsters? The name Yuan Fei does have some impressions, who still remembers who this person is?"

All the generals were thinking hard, but no one said a word.

At this time, the female monk from the Mother Yi Cult, who had been sitting motionless on the chair, suddenly said, "Yuan Fei, the top scholar in Jin Kewu! I was ordered to enter Shiwanda Mountain to be the vanguard of the Wolf Blade Camp!" The woman's voice was bright and clear, like a lark.

Usually it sounds very nice, but this woman seems to be extremely stingy with her words. After just a few words, she continued to say nothing.

As soon as this woman reminded all the generals, they all suddenly realized that although most of them had heard of Yuan Fei's name in the frontier, it was not because he was the number one scholar in martial arts. Although the number one scholar in martial arts was extremely glorious, in this borderland

It's really nothing. What really made Yuan Fei known to everyone was that he whipped Hong Yan'er in the street. Although no one dared to mention this matter since Hong Yan'er entered the palace, everyone in the Shang Kingdom knew about it.

Xiao, when there is no one around, it is the most refreshing topic for promiscuous friends to talk about.

All the generals couldn't help but exclaim, their expressions briefly narrowed before returning to normal.

Shentu Mo raised his eyebrows, but in his heart, he was surprised that these monks from the Muyi Sect, who seemed to be indifferent to the world and did not care about anything, knew Yuan Fei so well. However, this thought was just a flash, and then Shen Tumo asked

: "Black armor? There are not many black armors in the world. What kind of black armor does it have, Master Yinpei, do you know?"

The monk with a withered face pointed at the guards behind Shentu Mo and said, "That's how black armor is."

Shentu Mo was startled and then said: "Enamel Black Armor? Where did the Wolf Blade Camp get this armor?"

Yin Pei said: "There are dozens of pieces of this armor left in that batch of armors."

Shentu Mo seemed to think of something at once, his eyes flickered a few times and then he nodded, thinking to himself: "That's right, the commander of the Iron Spear Battalion really wants to give me a hundred pieces of enamel black armor."

Then Shentu Mo asked: "Master Immortal, does he know if there are any survivors?"

Yin Pei said: "Judging from the footprints, there was a group of more than ninety people leaving on foot, and each footprint was the same as the black-armored iron boots. And judging from the battlefield marks, the one thousand savages were killed by these one hundred

The rest of the black-armored soldiers killed them, because the bodies of the escorting sergeants had been almost eaten by the savages before the war started again! In other words, only eighteen of those black-armored soldiers died."

"Ah!" Everyone in the general's tent was shocked.

A hundred soldiers killed a thousand savages?

How is this possible? The combat power of normal savages is comparable to that of ordinary elites. Even if a hundred warriors are the best among the elites, it is impossible for them to resist a thousand savages.

Even if these black-armored warriors were descended from the gods and could defeat thousands of savages, how could they only sacrifice eighteen lives?"

However, this statement comes from the mouth of the Immortal Master. The Immortal Master's information has always been extremely accurate. There may be some omissions, but there are absolutely no mistakes. If the Immortal Master is so sure of the facts, they will not be too different.

Shentu Mo's face turned cold and then he said, "Where did these sergeants go?"

"The place where the Iron Spear Camp is located! One of my junior brothers has already followed."





At noon, the sun was obscured by clouds and smoke in the sky, leaving only a pale circle hanging high in the sky.

Covered with mess and billowing smoke, the Iron Gun Camp was completely reduced to a ruins and scorched earth.

Yuan Fei walked slowly between the iron gun camp fortresses that were destroyed by boulders. There were gnawed bones everywhere. It was obvious that these savages were extremely hungry, just like locusts. As long as they passed by, they would eat anything with flesh and blood.

It was devoured completely. Not even the cloth tents or even the iron or chopsticks were left behind. They were all packed away by the barren savages.

Boss Hei and others looked at this miserable scene but were already numb. When they were surrounded by the monster beasts, their situation was not much better than that of the Iron Spear Battalion.

At this time, the black boss once again had a scar running across his face. Seven or eight other dogs also had second or even third scars on their faces. This scar was naturally caused by Yuan Fei who failed to attack Yuan Fei.

The little souvenirs they left behind.

There seems to be an extremely weird idea spreading among the current Wolf Blade Camp, that is, whoever has more scars on his face will be extremely glorious. On the contrary, if you only have one scar on your face, you will be considered as having two scars on your face.

People look down upon scars.

Failing to challenge Yuan Fei seems to be an extremely glorious thing.

"Take a rest."

As soon as Yuan Fei's words came out, all the dogs immediately sat down on the ground as if they were receiving an amnesty. They had been marching in a hurry for six hours. Yuan Fei did not say anything about resting during the journey. They were all working hard for fear of being beaten by Yuan Fei.

Fei looked down on them, especially because they were afraid of Yuan Fei's extremely mocking gaze, so they gritted their teeth and persisted. No one was left behind. However, such a long and high-intensity rapid march had already exhausted all their physical strength.

Sitting on the ground, these dogs grabbed the bloody demonic beast bones and flesh they carried with them, put them in their mouths and started to chew them.

Yuan Fei had the demonic beast's inner elixir of the Great Hao Shenqiu in his body to provide energy. Although he was traveling in such a hurry, he still did not feel too tired. However, after all, the inner elixir of the Great Hao Shenqiu could not be used as food. At this time, he also felt hungry.

However, he did not carry those sour monster flesh and blood. At this time, he stood in front of these dogs, and to see who had the best meat, he reached out and grabbed it and took a few big bites. He ate whatever he liked and threw it away if he didn't.

, all the dogs tightly covered the animal meat in their hands and looked at Yuan Fei cautiously.

After resting like this for a full hour, Yuan Fei had already eaten and was playing with the three bones that he had taken from the savage leader.

Yuan Fei turned his back to the soldiers, took out the jade from the bones, and urged the true energy to be instilled into the jade.dd


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