Swallowing the Emperor

Chapter 244
Song Yun is a lieutenant general of the palace, a first-level martial arts master, and one of Song Yuanbiao's confidantes. Seeing Song Yuanbiao's gloomy face, his heart sank.

"Number 18, we lost an elite squadron. You take two hundred black-armored iron guards to search and search. This is the route taken by the Fengshen Academy's treasure-hunting team. Be careful and report any situation in time."

"Yes!"

Song Yun agreed, "My lord, if the brothers who disappeared before were done by people from Fengshen Academy, do you want to destroy them in the end?"

Song Yuanbiao shook his head: "The Fengshen Academy is the strongest among all the treasure hunting teams, and the team is led by the dean of the North, South, and North Schools. You are not his opponent. Just ask for news, don't startle the snake."

Song Yun left, this time he did not disappoint Song Yuanbiao, and finally brought the news of Fengshen Academy, but there were 200 people when he went, and he was the only one who came back.

"My lord, we have been ambushed. The people from Fengshen Academy seem to know our plan. They..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Yun, who was seriously injured, couldn't hold on any longer. He kicked his legs and closed his eyes forever.

"Assemble the people, NO.18 direction, follow the prince to fight!"

Song Yuanbiao hissed and roared, and gave the order to hunt down the Fengshen treasure hunting team.

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"Lin Mo, how many people do you think the Song family will send over next?"

In a hidden woods, Huang Tiejia asked Mo Lin. Behind him, the teachers and students of Fengshen Academy were cleaning the battlefield. Twenty or so injured students were silently treating their wounds, raising their heads from time to time to look not far away. With that young figure, everyone has complex expressions on their faces.

Just now, they fought an ambush and wiped out a group of 200 black-armored iron guards.

The Black Armored Army is the direct lineage of the royal family. All of them are strong martial arts masters. They are proficient in arranging troops and cooperating in battle. They work together in a group of ten. Speaking of it, it is a nearly invincible existence.

However, such a team of 200 martial arts masters was destroyed by the students of Fengshen Academy, whose number was less than half of them. People didn't make a move at all. To a certain extent, it is not an exaggeration that these more than 20 students wiped out two black armor squadrons!

It is not difficult to defeat the strong with the weak, as long as the strategy is right and the ambush is done in advance, the difficulty is that the price paid by the academy is too small. Compared with the 190 nine corpses of more than [-] slightly injured players and two seriously injured Negligible, and the leader of this ambush is Mo Lin, who is the head of the top ten talents among the freshmen this year.

Mo Lin stared at the northwest direction, remained silent for a moment, and said, "If I were the commander of the Song family, after losing two hundred elites, I would never send people to test them easily. The smartest choice for them is to stand still or go all out The Song family should be proud of themselves, so they should choose the latter."

"Then how should we deal with it?" Huang Tiejia asked again.

"withdraw!"

"Withdraw? We just won the battle. Wouldn't it be too cheap for them to withdraw like this?" The black butcher on the side said dissatisfiedly: "Now we are in the dark, and the Song family army is in the open. We can't resist the frontal resistance. Take a few bites from the side It can still be done, what do you think, Old Huang?"

Having tasted the sweetness of victory, the black butcher wanted to be the hungry tiger that gnawed at the wolves. Although it was a bit risky to do so, with his strength, he could use guerrilla warfare to deal with the Song family's army. Troop rhythm.

Mo Lin said: "Our purpose now is not to kill people, but to find the treasure. If you want to vent your anger, Dean, you have to find the treasure. It's not the time yet. I deliberately let Song Yun go back to report the letter, just to bring the Song family army in. , there are thousands of people, who knows how many masters are hidden inside? What if there are martial king level powerhouses? Once they are entangled, who can run away?"

Heibutu frowned when he heard that. He is a seventh-level Martial Sect. He is a well-deserved top powerhouse in the entire Yunlan Kingdom. But in front of Martial King-level powerhouses, he has no chance to fight back. This time, for the treasure of the Martial King , the Song family will definitely go all out, even if he is brave and good at fighting, and acts recklessly, but he is not a fool, knowing that Mo Lin's worries are not unreasonable.

At this moment, a teacher in charge of investigating intelligence returned.

"The leader of the Song family army is Prince Song Yuanbiao. The whole army has already been dispatched, and it is less than ten miles away from here."

Mo Lin took a deep breath, killing intent flashed in his eyes, and said to Huang Tiejia, "President Huang, you lead your people to retreat to the southwest and go straight to the center of the island, and I will meet you later."

Huang Tiejia frowned: "What are you going to do?"

"I want to take them around the island." As he said that, Mo Lin turned his head and glanced at a valley not far away, where there were swaying zombie figures all over the mountains and plains.

"No, it's too dangerous."

How clever Huang Tiejia was, he guessed what Mo Lin was thinking in an instant.

"Don't worry, I have confidence."

Mo Lin waved the medicine bottle in his hand, "Don't forget, I still have it."

Mo Lin did not hide the secret of the medicine powder from Huang Tiejia.

"I'd better send some people to protect you." Huang Tiejia was still a little worried.

Mo Lin shook his head, with a firm attitude: "No need, too many people will only add to the chaos, okay, I won't say much, I'll go first, by the way, Qiansheng, give me the blood you collected, why is this so? Dot? That’s not enough, is there any more?”

Ten minutes later, Mo Lin put the last medicine bottle filled with the blood of the black-armored iron guard into the storage bag, and disappeared into the dense forest in a flash.

"Old Huang, don't you really need to send someone to protect this kid?" The black butcher said worriedly, "He doesn't even have the cultivation base of Wu Zong, what if something happens to him?"

Huang Tiejia was silent for a moment, but still shook his head: "Let him go, Mo Lin is not a reckless person, I have confidence in him."

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Marching with 2000 people, no matter how cautious they are, it is impossible to be silent. Trying to cover up people's eyes and ears without being discovered is simply a dream.

All Song Yuanbiao did not hide it at all, but released a large number of scouts, while searching for the whereabouts of the Fengshen Academy's treasure hunting team from all directions, while speeding up the march, he quickly found the discarded 100 yuan pass token.Neatly, lined up, just placed on the ground.

"My lord, there are people on the hill in front left."

A general suddenly pointed to a hill a few miles away and shouted.

Song Yuanbiao looked up, and sure enough, he saw a vague figure standing on the top of the hill waving his arms in this direction, as if shouting something.

"Send someone to take a look."

"Yes!"

The general greeted him, and the three lower-level generals, who were known for their agility and speed, quickly left the team and rushed towards the top of the mountain.

(End of this chapter)