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Liang Yong walked around the outside of the village and did not find the enemy. It seemed that they were just two lone enemies. This place is located in a mountain depression, and it is far away from the enemy's camp.

Turn around and go back to the courtyard. Banzhuo has already untied the middle-aged man from the pillar. They also knelt down to thank Liang. Banzhuo introduced that they are called Banwang and Banhu. They are brothers. But there was no good news for Banjo. Their wives were taken into the holy mountain two days ago, and almost all the women in the village were taken away, and most of the men were also taken away.

A few days ago, the Banwang brothers took Bansha to hide in the nearby jungle to avoid being hunted down. They didn’t want to come back to visit their father today. Banmu happened to be blocked by two soldiers who came to patrol and almost caused a catastrophe.

"My child, we can't bear it anymore. These people are not from the Samya tribe. They are jackals from outside. If we don't resist, we will die." The old man cried to everyone with an agitated expression. Nainai has just been killed.

"Banjo's incident is unusual, not only because the golden tribe was murdered, but now the black slave tribe and the white slave tribe have also been taken away in large numbers. Those who were taken away never came back!"

"There are also these people who wear our clothes but are foreigners!"

"As the only descendant of the Golden Family, you should lead us to rise up and resist at this time, or our Principality of Samya will be over!"

Ban Wang and the others also said angrily.

"Grandpa, Dad, Uncle, I am coming back this time to lead everyone to unite to overthrow the evil invaders. Don't worry, I am not coming alone this time. There is also our great Samya national teacher, Brother Chen Long, who is sent by the gods to help us. The immortal has killed dozens of demons along the way." Banzhuo formally introduced Liang Yong to everyone with a serious face, and Liang Yong was now the national teacher of Samya.

"Ah, Master National Teacher, accept my worship!"

"Master Almighty Master, save us." Everyone knelt down and kowtowed to Liang Yong again.

Liang has a fever with his old face, but he has a straight face and accepts their worship calmly. Now is not the time to be humble. It is necessary to establish the myth of invincibility in the hearts of these people in order to unite these people to fight against powerful enemies. It is indeed the simplest and most effective way to convince them in the name of gods.

After accepting their worship, Liang Yong was no longer polite and immediately assigned a task to ask Banwang Banhu to drag the enemy's body to bury the old man.

It takes a series of operations for Banmu to contact young and strong tribesmen to discuss matters and enter the holy mountain to save people without sufficient manpower.

Two hours later, more than a dozen young and strong men gathered in the wooden house of Banwang's house. They were all trusted villagers nearby. During this time, they were also oppressed by the enemy, and many of them's family members were also taken away. I heard that Liang Yong was going to lead them. Everyone went to the holy mountain to save people, and they were very excited to express their willingness to support with wooden sticks.

Immediately, Liang Yong divided them into two teams, selected Ban Hu and two quick-witted people to act with him, and the rest stayed here and gave them weapons and ammunition. Ban Wang led them to train and called more people to join in to form Sam. Asia Rescue** They don't have any combat mission yet, they just need to quickly pull up the team and wait for Liang Yong's next instructions.

That night, Liang Yong took out food from the peach blossom fan for everyone to eat and drink, so he made a detour to the seaside. They carried a canoe for fishing. Climb the holy mountain to save lives.

People like Banhu have lived in the local area for many years and know a secret road leading from the cliff to the top of the holy mountain. Although it is difficult, it allows them to sneak in smoothly. Before leaving, Banzhuo draws a map of the holy mountain for Liang Yong according to his memory. The surface marked the general location of the dungeon, so that Liang Yong knew the bottom of his heart.

At midnight, the five of them had touched the holy mountain. The patrols here were still intensive, but in Liang Yong's view, they had been loosened by the outside. The patrols here were all local militias who lacked training, far worse than mercenaries. Banjo led everyone to explore in the hall. After a while, he couldn't find the entrance to the dungeon. Some anxiously suggested: "Brother Guoshi, why don't you arrest two people for torture." Since he called Liang Yong Guoshi in front of his tribe, he also changed his name when he called Liang Yong again.

"No, this will scare the snake away." Liang Yong shook his head and refused. Thousands of people are imprisoned here, and most of them are seriously ill. There is no way to rescue them without knowing it. Although we came here, the struggle with the enemy is a long-term process. Expose your identity.

"I can't find the entrance to the dungeon..." Banjo said worriedly.

"Follow me." Liang Yong calmly ordered his spiritual sense to search piece by piece. Banjo had already pointed out the approximate location of the dungeon, so the search area with spiritual sense would be much smaller. Sure enough, after turning around a few halls, Liang Yong sensed something abnormal under his feet. There are underground caves and it is very popular.

The dungeon was right under his feet. After a while, Liang Yong found the entrance of the dungeon, but it was heavily guarded and it was not easy to get in. Besides, he didn't want to enter through the entrance. What he was looking for was the air vent of the dungeon. After finding a ventilation hole in the rockery in the courtyard, Liang Yong stopped and told everyone, "Now everyone spread out and act according to our plan in advance. Everyone is responsible for their own part and keeps in touch at all times!"

"Yes." Banjo and others nodded.

Liang Yong asked again: "Does the radio I gave you work? Try again!"

Immediately, a very small sound of hello and hello sounded in everyone's ears, and they dispersed to the surroundings. They wanted to disguise themselves and sneak into the holy mountain to investigate and find out the details of the enemy.

After everyone left, Liang took out tools to remove the grille of the vent and widened the entrance by a few centimeters. He huddled in and drilled in. The ventilation duct was very uneven. The beam slid down and widened at the same time, and after falling more than ten meters, it finally opened up. It is a horizontal tunnel covered with thick dust, God knows how many years it has not been cleaned.

Suddenly, Liang Yong heard a voice from below: "A few more people died today in the 10th hole, which is so smelly. I have to find someone to clean it up tomorrow, or everyone there will die." A drake-like voice said.

"It depends on the few of us who have to deliver food and pick up dead bodies every day." Another voice complained.

"It would be nice if there was no way to lock us up as prisoners." Drake said with a sigh.

"It's to treat them, God knows what kind of medicine they injected, they can live without treatment Now the curse is gone..."

"Don't talk about it, the more you talk about it, the more scary it is, look for a chance or run down the mountain!"

"Ah... You can't talk nonsense about this, and if they hear it, we will all die!"

"You are my own brother, I only say it to others, and I don't say it to others..."