Wuzhen has been martial law, and dynasty garrison soldiers holding broad swords blocked all intersections, and pedestrians passing by were strictly inspected.

The scout commander, Ye Fei, who was hiding in the mud, lay quietly on his back, the stench of the mud was dizzy, but as the scout commander, Ye Fei had enough patience.

The tattoo of the "sin" on the faces of the Xingtu soldiers made them easily recognizable, but in order to spy on the troops in Wuzhen, Ye Fei took the risk of approaching the close-up investigation as a scout.

As the sky gradually darkened, the torches in Wuzhen were lit and crackled. Most of the soldiers of the dynasty who were patrolling returned to the camps in Wuzhen.

In the mud beside the road, Ye Fei moved, regaining his numb legs and feet. Taking advantage of the dynasty sentry's inattention, he slowly crawled into the distance with the cover of the night. After a certain distance, he immediately stood up and ran towards the valley several miles away.

"Command!" Before we reached the valley, a sound came from the darkness ahead.

Ye Fei replied: "Wuzhen, reply to order!"

"Qinghe!"

After confirming that, several Xingtu soldiers wearing black military uniforms flashed out in the darkness.

"Sir Ye, why have you been there for so long?" Lin Chuan's personal guard Thunderstorm walked up to ask.

Ye Fei: "It's hard to describe it. Have you fallen asleep?"

Lei Feng smiled and said, "If you don't come back, how can you sleep?"

"Let's go, sir, are waiting for you." Leistor added.

A moment later, Ye Fei met Lin Chuan in the simple command center built with wooden boards and branches.

With the faint light of fire, Ye Fei pointed out the troops exploring Wuzhen one by one on the map.

Ye Fei: "There is a dynasty outpost one mile outside Wuzhen, and there is about a team of 100 people. Their patrol time interval was about half an hour, and the two hundred people from the Central Army were all stationed in the garrison mansion..."

Lin Chuan nodded, looked at Ye Fei's muddy body, and said with concern: "Thank you for your hard work."

Ye Fei did not expect Lin Chuan to say this, and was recognized by the commander, which made Ye Fei feel very worthy. He had a warm current in his heart, and he suddenly felt that the coldness on his body was nothing.

"You go down and rest first, leave the next thing to us." Lin Chuan waved his hand and stopped Ye Fei's words.

"No" Ye Fei went to rest under Lin Chuan's order.

Soon, more than 40,000 heads under Lin Chuan's command, and several,000 heads gathered at Lin Chuan's command center. With the faint light of fire, Lin Chuan began to assign tasks.

Just after midnight, Lin Chuan's troops launched an attack on Wuzhen.

There was a hundred-man swordsman at the checkpoint stationed outside Wuzhen. Most of them had fallen asleep at this moment, leaving only a few guard posts.

The Sith took a team of thousands of people to touch it, and "Go!" The Sith took the lead and rushed towards a sentry.

"Puff!" But before the Sith could pounce, the sentry had been knocked to the ground by several arrows. At almost the same time, the other dynasty sentries were shot through the chest by arrows.

"It's so unlucky!" Sith saw the opponent he was looking for was shot and turned to the ground, cursed inwardly, turned around and held the sword, and rushed to the camp at the checkpoint.

More than a thousand Xingtu soldiers yelled and rushed to the camp at the checkpoint, quickly alarming the dynasty soldiers in the camp.

Sith rushed to the front and met a ten-man patrol. Sith grinned, showed her white teeth, and rushed forward. Before they could react, the sword in their hands had already stabbed into the chest of a dynasty soldier.

After kicking the dynasty soldier away, Sith pulled out the bloody battle knife and turned around to block the two broad swords that had been slashed.

He swept his iron legs, and under the huge force, two dynasty soldiers fell to the ground. The Sith slashed the throat of an enemy with a knife, and a stream of blood soared into the sky.

Before another enemy could get up, the Sith had already pounced on him and his iron fist was knocked out. The dynasty soldier suddenly screamed like a pig, and his teeth flew out with blood.

However, Sith did not give him too many opportunities. He picked up the broadsword beside him and pierced the enemy's chest with a thunderous sound.

At this moment, the other Xingtu soldiers rushed into the camp like tigers going down the mountain. The panicked dynasty soldiers who had just crawled out of the bed were immediately chopped down to the ground.

The Xingtu soldiers were fierce and fierce in their methods. They were completely one-sided massacres when facing the garrison team that was only responsible for local public security.

Just when the Sith killed blood in the outpost camp, Lin Chuan led the main force of Xingtu to attack Wuzhen.

Dozens of extraordinary Xingtu soldiers climbed up the low wall of the town. The only few garrison sword soldiers on the wall were quickly chopped over to the ground.

In less than a moment, the gate of Wuzhen was opened from the inside.

"Roar! Roar!" Countless Xingtu warriors with fanatic faces let out wild beasts roars, rushed in, and rushed into Wuzhen.

The guards of Wuzhen, the red-clothed guards wearing red cloaks, were unsheathed, waiting for Lan Yu's orders.

Lan Yu, the daughter of the Central Army Marshal, was wearing military uniform, and her red armor wrapped around her petite body. The red cloak made her look majestic. At this moment, her delicate little face was full of excitement.

The heroic Lan Yu pulled out the long sword from his waist and looked at the two hundred warriors in red. A crisp sound rang out.

"Soldiers, the rebels are right in front of you. It's time to make achievements!"

"Invincible!"

"Invincible!"

The two hundred warriors in red are all elites among the elites. As Lan Yu's guards, they do not have much chance to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, but as elite soldiers, the battlefield is their desire.

Now they all looked excited, hoping to use the sword in their hands to build their own merits.

The warrior in red who was excited by Lan Yu's words, Meng Yi frowned and stepped forward.

"Miss, the rebels' offensive is fierce, are we..."

Lan Yu's face turned cold and she said coldly: "Meng Yi is a hundred people. Now I am the commander. Are you disobeying your order?!"

"I don't dare to do it." Meng Yi knew the temper of his master and hurriedly stepped down.

At this moment, the Xingtu soldiers led by Lin Chuan had already entered Wuzhen and fought with Wuzhen's garrison sword soldiers.

Under the rapid offensive of Xingtu warriors, the garrison holding broadswords were constantly chopped over, and the garrison's defense line had collapsed.

Lin Chuan led the way and rushed in front. Two sword soldiers waved their swords to kill. With a click, the broad sword in their hands had been broken into two pieces. Lin Chuan's sharp sword passed by, causing a rain of blood. The two enemies had already covered their necks and threw themselves to the ground.

"Ah!" A scream came from beside him.

Lin Chuan looked up and saw a dynasty soldier wearing dark red armor stabbing the hand into the heart of a Xingtu warrior. He looked ferocious and drew his sword hard. The Xingtu warrior under the knife had already rolled to the ground and lost his life.
Chapter completed!