My apprentice is not easy

Chapter 133 Sneak attack is a kind of fun

The night passed.

Early in the morning of the second day, the army set off, left Dongxiang City, and moved forward.

In the afternoon, the army passed through the unguarded and empty Jianglan City, and arrived at the next city.

This city is called Xiongguan City.

You can know the characteristics of this city just by listening to the name.

Surrounded by mountains on two sides and a river on one side, it is easy to defend but difficult to attack.

At this time, there were not only Wu Guo soldiers from Xiongguan City in the city, but also people who had withdrawn from Jianglan City.

The generals gathered in the marshal's tent with awe-inspiring expressions.

"Marshal, how can we take this city...?"

Rong Shouan, who turned into a female body, combed his wife's long hair with his fingers.

The tone is calm.

"Feint attack, try a wave, just... General Zhang and take people there."

"As ordered!"

The general surnamed Zhang took the order to go, while the other generals frowned and began to discuss the method of breaking the city.

He didn't care about the attitude of Rong Shou'an and his wife.

Rong Shouan raised his eyes and glanced at everyone.

Mirror mirror, mirror mirror, naturally has the ability to deceive perception.

They can only see what they should see.

Then, in reincarnation again and again, I forget again and again, and experience death again and again.

Rong Shouan looked down at Zeng Yuanling's face.

It's time, too, to end.

……

The drums beat and the shouts of killing sounded.

Soldiers in red armor swarmed towards Xiongguan City.

Arrows flew from top to bottom, those who rushed to the front all fell down, and the people behind made up for it.

The two of them, Shi Heng, mixed in the middle of the team, while rushing to kill, while groping quietly, they left their own formation.

Shi Heng squinted his eyes to distinguish the people around him.

The female marshal gave him and Yu Huai permission to use the phantom mirror.

It allows them to distinguish which are people in the illusion and which are foreign monks.

And the way to get rid of it is also very simple, just kill it.

After dying here, the consciousness of the monks will return to the main body, and together with the main body, they will be sent out by the ruins.

The only disadvantage is that those who are sent out will suffer some mental damage.

The kind that can recover from little damage.

In other words, here is death, not real death.

While the two were relieved, they had no intention of leaving directly.

An airspace, isn't this the greatest opportunity?
How can I let it go for nothing?

In a moment of distraction, Shi Heng's gaze had already locked on to a person.

It was a young disciple of the sect, who seemed to have not figured out the situation, and ran forward with a blank face.

Shi Heng slowed down and retreated behind him.

Hold your gun tight.

"Kill ah ah ah!"

A strong soldier suddenly rushed up from the side and bumped into Shi Heng's elbow.

As soon as the spear was thrown forward, it accidentally poked the young disciple's waist.

"Ow!"

The young disciple jumped up and ran forward a few steps.

Then, holding his waist in disbelief, he turned his head.

Shi Heng was stunned for a moment, and looked at the brother with some embarrassment.

A shot was sent over, accurately penetrating the young disciple's heart.

The young disciple was stunned.

He looked at him, then lowered his head, and looked at the spear stuck in his heart.

o((⊙﹏⊙))o
The spear was drawn out, and the young disciple fell down.

There was unbelievable resentment on his face.

Shi Heng coughed lightly for a moment, said sorry silently in his heart, and went to look for other targets.

The rushing army formation was chaotic, and no one cared about what happened around them.

Even if I saw it, it seemed that I was blinded by something, and I didn't feel anything wrong at all.

As for those who practiced with the bodies of ordinary people.

Without being able to tell which of the people around him is a phantom and which is an enemy, he is completely dominated.

Shi Heng attacked one and killed the other.

Slowly, I feel that I am having fun sneaking up...

This time, his target was a fat man, that is... the leader of the Great Wu Fu Yaosi.

The power of the ruins can completely suppress the Tengyun Realm and turn them into ordinary people.

Shi Heng was a little surprised.

However, this does not affect him to continue to shoot.

Quietly fell to the back, retracted the spear, pointed it at the back of the heart, and poked it.

The expected "one shot to kill a child" did not happen.

The fat man turned sideways nimbly and dodged his gun.

Shi Heng: "..."

Well, this is still a flexible fat man!

While thinking, he swung the spear and drew it.

The fat man got short and dodged again.

Shi Heng silently retracted his gun and poked.

One accidentally poked on that chubby butt.

"Ouch!"

The fat man screamed and ran forward a few steps.

Cover your ass and turn around.

Face full of disbelief.

"Why are there so many spies in this army!"

Shi Heng: "..."

Good reason!
The spear retracted and poked, and continued to attack.

Fatty's perspective changed from facing away to facing forward, and his movements became more flexible.

He obviously looks bloated and his movements are not large, but he can always avoid Shi Heng's gun dangerously.

When Shi Heng poked and poked, he was dumbfounded.

Isn't this fat man too... flexible?

Seeing that Shi Heng was in a trance, his subordinates moved a lot slower.

The fat man hurriedly took advantage of the opportunity, let go of his feet and ran forward, yelling as he ran.

"Spies, there are spies!"

His screams were completely drowned out by the shouting and killing around him.

Of course, the phantom of the soldier cannot be heard either.

Shi Heng stared at the fat man, fell silent for a moment, dropped his gun, drew out the big knife at his waist, and chased after him.

The attack just now missed once, probably because he didn't know how to use a gun.

This time he changed to a knife, he didn't believe it, he still couldn't chop a fat man!
The fat man yelled for a long time, but no one around him paid any attention to him.

He frowned, realizing that things were not that simple.

He charged forward and knocked down a soldier.

Then he said to the soldier, "Brother, I'm sorry!"

The soldier heard it and glanced at him.

The soldier is an entity, and he is an entity; he can hear the soldier's voice, and the soldier selectively hears his voice.

What does this mean?
It means that the person chasing him behind may be the master of the battlefield illusion.

Or, he has authority.

Thinking of this, the fat man frowned, feeling that the matter was not simple.

Subconsciously turned sideways, dodging Shi Heng's slash.

The action is extremely fast.

Shi Heng: "..."

The backhand slashed again, but this time, the fat man didn't hide, but turned around and blocked his knife with the gun in his hand.

Shi Heng raised his eyes and met a smiling fat face.

"You are also a practitioner who came in, right?"

the fat man asked.

Shi Heng didn't answer, he split the wooden gun barrel with force, and pressed down with the big knife.

The fat man stepped back.

All of a sudden, the silly look of running around and shouting just now disappeared.

"Which sect are you a disciple?"

"Do you know that the exploration of the ruins here is a cooperative relationship between the six forces?"

"Actually attacking the partner... When I get out, I must find the elders in your sect and ask for clarification!"

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