Reaper's Wings

"The plank road is built along the mountain, stretching for hundreds of miles, almost including more than half of the rugged peaks of the Duanya Mountains, but some of these places are very difficult to build, and some are relatively simple. Since we want to destroy the plank road , it is definitely necessary to destroy those strongholds that are difficult, such that the enemy will take a long time to repair. (ww.guanm.co) At that time, we in South Korea will have time to deploy defenses for the Shanzhong and Shannan provinces against this situation , This situation of being raided this time will not happen again.”

Wang Dong talked tirelessly about the characteristics and importance of the plank road.

"But after all, the plank road was built by the people of the Western Qin Dynasty. Zhang Feng just tested it, and the materials are extremely strong. Moreover, in those steep places, it takes a strong destruction to completely destroy the foundation of the plank road in a short time. Among all of us, only Zhang Ye and Zhou Bing have achieved this kind of strength."

Wang Dong's words focused everyone's attention on the two great Wuzongs. The two nodded without any hesitation. The strongholds are marked out, and then assigned to these two people.

Then Wang Dong's eyes suddenly sank. Just finding out the "important stronghold" of the plank road naturally wouldn't make Wang Dong think for so long. Most of his thinking just now was preparing for the escape route after destroying the plank road.

"We are now taking advantage of the enemy's time difference. Not counting the 2 people who are returning in the forest, there are also 1 people guarding around the plank road. Although they are scattered due to the length of the plank road, they can be greatly blocked. Our way forward, so we can't have a slight delay, and we must evacuate immediately after the destruction."

Looking around at the team captains who had already divided into teams, Wang Dong said sharply: "Except for Zhang Ye and Zhou Bing, all the other teams rushed forward on the plank road, led all the guards away, or restrained them, and waited until Zhou Bing After the destruction with Zhang Ye, immediately evacuate according to the route I gave you. If you can’t follow the established route, then escape in the direction of our country. Because the plank road is too long, we are too scattered, it is impossible to gather together again, and I Thinking that the West Qin people won't give us another chance to gather, then you can only rely on yourselves."

The temporary captains who were in charge of several important points all around showed determination in their eyes, they had already awakened.

"I understand the words, let's set off immediately, time will not wait for us any longer."

Wang Dong's final order was issued, and each team was led by the team members who had just been reconnaissance to move towards different strongholds on the plank road. Zhang Ye and Zhou Bing were fully armed, and the two of them will start heading towards the two sides of the plank road from now on. All-out efforts to sabotage progress in one direction.

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More than 2000 people in the entire sabotage brigade were divided into ten teams by Wang Dong, with about 200 people in each team, responsible for three to four plank road strongholds. The members of the war group are strong and familiar, so the people from the fifth war group brought by Wang Dong and the people brought by Zhang Ye are still in the same team.

The distribution of their strongholds is not connected together, but separated by a stronghold to be the same team, so that they can ensure that Zhou Bing and Zhang Ye can immediately carry out the sabotage mission when they reach the next point without any delay.

Take the middlemost stronghold as a node and extend left to right.

At this time, in the mountains and forests outside the most central stronghold, 200 people led by Wang Dong and 200 people led by Zhang Qing were secretly observing, watching the tilting angle of the sun and counting the time.

Zhang Qing was the most powerful person in Zhao Gang's guards except Zhou Bing. Zhao Yanting was following him for protection, and Song Dong was naturally by Wang Dong's side.

As for Zhang Ye and Zhou Bing, wearing heavy armor and holding heavy knives, they closed their eyes and rested on the back of a boulder, completely looking like unactivated destroyers.

Looking at the inclination angle of the tree shadows in front of him, Wang Dong counted the time in his heart.

"Now it's 15 minutes before the scheduled three o'clock in the afternoon, everyone is ready."

Wang Dong ordered in a soft voice, the first stronghold will be the two teams to attract and restrain them together, and then they will go to the left and right to the third stronghold in their respective directions, because the second stronghold There are already other teams hiding in the dark above. According to the plan, they will start to move at [-]:[-], so that when Zhang Ye and Zhou Bing destroy the first stronghold, they have already taken the second stronghold in their respective directions. The defenders are attracted away, and Zhang Ye and Zhou Bing can immediately carry out sabotage tasks when they arrive.

At this time, Wang Dong and the others were already on the third stronghold, maintaining the continuation, while the other teams were marching towards their further target strongholds.

Wang Dong called this "regional point plan", to keep Zhang Ye and Zhou Bing's destruction from stopping at all, and they will complete all this before dark.

Song Dong spun the dagger in his hand, holding it forward or backward, flying like a butterfly. These days, his knife skills have made great progress. Wang Dong only knows some military knife skills, but Zhang Ye, Zhou Bing, etc. Everyone has unique skills, and Song Dong has learned a lot from them.

Looking away from the stronghold on the plank road, Song Dong found that Zhao Yanting was also looking at him at this time. At this time, he was holding a spear in his arms, and the red tassel was flying on the tip of the spear, as if it was stained with blood.

For Zhao Yanting, Song Dong knew that from the moment he fused with the blood-e skull, this man would follow him for the rest of his life, so he must have a deep understanding of Zhao Yanting.

During these days of contact, Song Dong knew that Zhao Yanting was the "Three Generations of the Army" in this world. His grandfather Zhao Gang gave his youth to his country. One uncle, Zhao Yanting, only grandfather Zhao Gang is alive.

And Zhao Yanting was born in the army, and he has been influenced by his ears since he was a child. After Zhao Gang returned to seclusion, there are so many soldiers following him. Naturally, Zhao Gang has no shortage of military teachers to teach him. After being promoted to a martial artist, his strength is at the upper-middle level even in the Guards.

His wisdom in warfare comes entirely from Zhao Gang, a civilian general, and Zhou Bing, the leader of the Guards, sometimes listens to Zhao Yanting's advice.

It can be said that Zhao Yanting is a born soldier.

So Zhao Yanting looked at Song Dong with calm eyes. He has experienced many battles like this, and Song Dong's previous life was a person who lived on the edge of a knife.

A ten-year-old boy and a 12-year-old boy.

They looked at each other calmly in front of the cruel war they were about to face, and then nodded relative to each other. This is a monster created by the environment. I don't know what they will look like after many years.

Song Dong's eyes moved to the stronghold of the plank road again, the short knife in his hand stopped turning, and he said in his heart that there were still 10 minutes, but at this moment his hand holding the knife suddenly tightened.

"Boy, it looks like you're going to kill someone again." A voice suddenly appeared in Song Dong's mind.

Hearing this familiar yet unfamiliar voice, Song Dong loosened his clenched hands again. This was the sound of the death scythe.

"Scythe, last time you had a full meal in Huaxiang Valley, no matter how much I told you, you ignored me, why do you think of talking to me now!"

Song Dong's tone unconsciously contained some resentment, like an abandoned little daughter-in-law.

"Are you full?" The Death Scythe also had some opinions: "It's enough that the energy can keep me from falling asleep, and I'm full. You think I haven't done anything these days, and I don't talk because I don't want to sleep. you."

"For me?" Song Dong's tone was a little strange, how could it be for me.

"Yes, for your kid." The Death Scythe's tone was firm: "To be precise, it's for your practice!"

"My technique!"

Song Dong was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the death scythe was studying his own cultivation skills. This was obviously a serious matter. Song Dong didn't speak. He planned to listen carefully to what the death scythe had to say.

"You have two exercises [Dragon Elephant Fist] and [Qingfeng Jue]. There is nothing wrong with [Dragon Elephant Fist], but there is a big problem with [Qingfeng Jue]."

"Big problem!"

Song Dong was shocked when he heard this, since he practiced [Qingfeng Jue] and merged with the innate death energy in his body, he usually didn't find anything, but he had to absorb the death energy to be promoted when he was promoted, just like this time in Huaxiang Valley. He could have been promoted, but he didn't.

So he always felt that there was some danger in this exercise that he hadn't noticed. At this time, the words of the Death Scythe hit his heart. After exclaiming, he immediately calmed down and listened to what the Death Scythe had to say.

"That's a big question, how can you absorb the death energy only when you are promoted? Isn't the death energy emitted by the people you usually kill all wasted, so I changed your practice so that you can absorb it all the time. Dead mad!"

"I……"

Song Dong suddenly felt that he was speechless, which was completely different from what he thought. Before Song Dong asked the question, the voice of the death scythe sounded in his mind again.

"What's my name? The Death God's Scythe is a life-harvesting existence. Besides, how can I recover quickly if you don't absorb the death energy?"

Song Dong still wanted to say something, but felt his body was out of control, and his whole body suddenly became stiff. It was obvious that the death scythe took over Song Dong's body, and then he felt the circulation of the [Qingfeng Jue] in his body began There was a slight change, and at the same time a stream of information about [New Qingfeng Jue] emerged in his mind.

In just 3 minutes, Song Dong regained control of his body, but this body was somewhat different from before, but Song Dong couldn't tell the difference.

"Sickle, give me an explanation!"

"sickle!"

"sickle!"

What made Song Dong speechless again was that no matter how he called it, the Death Scythe made no sound, and then the words of the Death Scythe just now resurfaced in Song Dong's mind: "What's my name, the Death Scythe is originally for harvesting life exist."

The Reaper's Scythe is a life-harvesting existence, and I, Song Dong, am its owner, so what am I, Reaper?

Maybe it's a good state of affairs!

It was also at this time that Wang Dong's order was issued.

"Three o'clock, time is up, start attacking!"