"Hehe, how about it."

Zuo Feng glanced at Zuo Hou who was a little proud, and then looked at the group of teenagers in front of him. He sighed in his heart. These dozen teenagers were younger than Zuo Feng, and their cultivation was only at level 3 of strong body. This lineup was not weak, but too weak.

Seeing Zuo Feng’s thoughts, Zuo Hou said with some dissatisfaction: “Don’t look at their young age and their cultivation is not very high.”

After saying that, he looked at the dozen boys with a little embarrassed expression, hurriedly bowed and said that he had no malicious intentions, and then continued.

"Actually, their cultivation is already good at this age. What's important is that they do not belong to the junior group, so they don't need to pay attention to Fuji Fang's orders. Another important thing is that they are definitely people who believe in it. There will definitely be no spy like Zuo Peng."

After hearing Zuo Hou say this, the expressions of the more than a dozen teenagers were slightly relieved. Zuo Feng nodded subconsciously when he heard him say this. Under the current circumstances, it is not easy to find a helper, and Zuo Hou is right. Their identity is not suspicious. This is the most worthy of his attention.

He patted Zuo Hou's shoulder heavily, expressed his gratitude to Zuo Hou with his eyes, and then turned around and said to the boys.

"I think everyone is also aware of the current situation in the village. The hunting group and the young group have their own responsibilities. Although you are still young, I believe that the relationship between your village is the same as mine. I hope everyone and I will work together to help the village overcome difficulties."

Zuo Feng's words were so powerful that a group of teenagers were also excited. When Zuo Feng's words fell, the group of teenagers agreed in unison. In fact, they still admired the legendary figure in the village from the bottom of their hearts.

Zuo Feng looked at the group of teenagers with a look of relief. Maybe in more than ten years, he would rely on them to rebuild his home and get back everything that originally belonged to them.

Putting away the smile, Zuo Feng became serious and said seriously: "I will say it is extremely important below. I hope everyone will listen carefully. In order to safely send the migration team to Yancheng, I have prepared some necessary measures. Everyone should take a look at the things behind you..."

Zuo Feng said as he pointed behind them, then introduced the usage and production methods of those things in detail, and finally took out three paper bags and handed them carefully to Zuo Hou's hand.

Finally, Zuo Feng whispered a few words in Zuo Hou's ear, and hurriedly left the village. He had more important things to do.

More than an hour later, Zuo Feng came out of the forest panting, looked around, pressed a finger to his lips and made a sound like a bird's song. Time was not long, and a group of young men in black appeared from the thick grass.

"You guy, I thought you weren't back. It's been a while since the village team."

Zuo Hou, who was dressed in black, stretched out his dry fist and hit Zuo Feng's shoulder, and said with some dissatisfaction.

"I've seen it on my way back, it's okay, they're moving very slowly, and we'll be ahead of them soon."

"Hurry up to the front? So there is really..."

Zuo Feng waved his hand and signaled him not to continue talking. He asked anxiously: "Are all the things ready?"

Zuo Hou patted the big package on his shoulder, pointed to the package on the shoulders of the young men behind him, and said confidently: "How can you not complete what you ordered? But we finally completed it before the team set off."

Chen Die walked over from the side, looked at Zuo Feng's tired face, and asked with some concern: "It depends on how you look tired, how is ahead."

A trace of warmth rose in Zuo Feng's heart, then shook his head and said, "I'm fine, I'd better talk while walking, otherwise I'd probably really delay the big thing."

Zuo Feng led a group of teenagers to cross mountains and ridges and take shortcuts. Finally, he arrived in front of the migration team and came to a valley. After confirming that this was where he had been before, Zuo Feng gathered everyone together and began to make careful arrangements.

He used a wooden stick to draw the nearby terrain on the ground, and then explained how to use the items he ordered to make. Because time was tight, Zuo Feng only explained it once, and everyone took action.

The sound of rolling wheels broke the quiet night.

On a small road in the mountains, a huge team was rushing to the road at night.

There were sixty or seventy fully armed warriors around the team, who kept observing the surrounding environment with vigilant eyes. From time to time, the roar of wild beasts came from afar, and a tense and depressing atmosphere enveloped the entire team.

However, they did not notice all the movements of the team here. At this time, they were clearly seen by the more than a hundred warriors ambushed in the distance. They stepped into the death trap carefully prepared by the enemy for them in a daze.

The mountain is dangerous and the road is not wide, with the mountains winding towards the northwest. The group of ambushed warriors were the bandits in Jinyan Mountain. They occupied a gentle slope at this time. Once they launched an attack, they would inevitably rush down the hill with thunder and rush down from top to bottom in a crushing manner.

Zuo Feng was still as calm as water just now, but when the convoy slowly entered this location, his emotional fluctuations could not be controlled. His parents and sister were in the team below. If the plan failed, he was not sure whether he could withstand this heavy blow.

A soft palm was gently pressed on his shoulder at this time. When he looked back, he saw a pair of gentle eyes facing his eyes. Although there was nothing to say, it was better than any comfort at this moment.

A gentle gaze emanated from Chen Die's beautiful eyes, making Zuo Feng extremely calm at this moment. This is the feeling of peace that only his family can bring to him.

My mind suddenly became clear and I showed a confident smile to Chen Die, and once again focused on the convoy in the distance.

"How did you know that those people were ambushing here?"

Seeing Chen Die's confusion, Zuo Feng explained with a wry smile: "I just guessed at first that they would have an ambush on our way to Yancheng, so I ran over to investigate in advance, but my preparations really came in handy."

Although Zuo Feng spoke easily, he had no choice but to launch another "pseudo-anti-wind" campaign at such a long distance before he came back to contact his group of people and made corresponding arrangements here in advance.

The convoy moved slowly, and it took about a quarter of an hour to gradually enter the valley. Zuo Feng made a gesture, and the other teenagers took out the bamboo tube he carried with him when they saw his gesture. The bamboo tube seemed almost the same as the original "Sign Cannon", but it was just made according to Zuo Feng's design.

After the transformation of this "intelligence cannon", the tail of the barrel was added with ignition cotton, and the top was wrapped with oil paper. The gunpowder inside can be ignited by pulling the string on the bamboo tube, which is convenient and will not fail due to moisture. It was just that time was too hastily, so more than 20 pieces were made here.

As the convoy moved, the front part of the team had gradually begun to walk out of the valley. The bandits still did not take action, and everyone was a little puzzled. Why did the enemy miss the best opportunity to attack?

"Why don't the enemy take action? The team is about to step out of their ambush range." Shen Butterfly's voice sounded like a mosquito and flies in his ears.

Zuo Feng curled his lips slightly and said with a smile: "Their secret whistle has been solved by me."

"Secret whistle?" Chen Die was extremely puzzled by Zuo Feng's words.

"Yes, when I came to investigate, I found a secret whistle from theirs at the entrance of the valley, so I solved it."

Thinking of the process of killing the secret whistle, Zuo Feng also clearly understood the power of his black short blade. The other party was three levels higher than him, but he was silently killed without any notice.

Zuo Feng's eyes were microns. He saw that the enemy in the distance had taken action. He could vaguely see a warrior climbing up a big tree quickly. Zuo Feng's eyes twitched slightly, "They probably can't wait, and the battle could happen at any time."

"Everyone is ready."

As Zuo Feng's voice fell, the boys quickly wrapped the string on the bamboo tube around their wrists.

"Bastard, their team is coming."

"What? Take action, come on me."

In an instant, countless black shadows emerged from the gentle slope in the distance, jumping out of their hiding places one by one. They shouted and rushed down the hillside, and rushed towards the migrating team.

The migration team also discovered the enemy at the same time. The warriors who were responsible for guarding the outside quickly gathered towards the bandits. Although they seemed panic, there was no crowding collision. Teng Xiaoyun's usual training came in handy at this moment.

From this angle, Zuo Feng could clearly see that all the young men in the hunting group lined up to fight. One of them bent his bow and arrows, preparing to shoot arrows when the opponent entered the range. However, the young regiment seemed a little panicked because of Fuji Fang's command, but still formed a second line of defense behind the hunting group.

The distance between the two sides was quickly shortened by the rapid movement of the bandits. At this moment, Zuo Feng's attention was all focused on the middle of the hillside. His mind was as calm as water, and he calmly calculated the distance between the two sides. He had to take action at the moment when the other party entered the range.

Suddenly Zuo Feng raised his right hand and said loudly.

“Hand it.”

The shout was almost quickly annihilated by the bandits' crazy shouts, but the boys around him heard it in detail. The next moment, more than a dozen small fireballs were fired from behind Zuo Feng, and the target was the bandits who rushed down the hillside wildly.

Almost at the same time, more than a dozen fireballs were fired dozens of feet away on the opposite side. On the other side was the other half of the people led by Zuo Hou, and they all tense up. When they saw the firelight flashing here, they immediately fired the "traits of the cannon" in their hands.

"Swish swish swish swish..."

The sharp and sharp sound kept ringing, and the lines of fire broke through the dark night sky, which was spectacular. Small fireballs drew beautiful parabolas in the air, falling towards the bandits sprinting wildly.

"Boom...boom boom boom boom."
Chapter completed!