"Ouch! There is another mosquito! Who knows how long you will stay here?" Zhang Feng complained, lying lazily on the ground and looking at the sky.

"You go and ask the sir!" Weidehai pinched a lice found on his body and said, "I really didn't expect that the guys in the military would be so vicious and come up with this way to harm us."

Dimo stretched his waist, then wiped his mouth with the dirty magic robe on his body, and said, "I really didn't expect that my noble magician, I, would become a bandit."

The three complaining men looked at each other, and then smiled bitterly at the same time. One hundred and fifty soldiers were wearing clothes of various colors, lying in this temporary village, without the appearance of the regular army of the Shenlong Kingdom, although they never looked like the regular army of the Shenlong Kingdom.

Since the last time the transportation team in Tianchi City was robbed, the value of the gangsters, under Wuming's leadership, doubled their value on the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom bandit suppression list. In just two months, as many as fifteen transportation teams have been robbed by Wuming.

In fact, the robber group is not scary. What is scary is that it has a high degree of mobility, not too many people, is elusive when acting, and immediately escapes after success, and leaves almost no clues.

The unknown team will win every battle and win every robbery. Moreover, every battle always uses strange methods. No matter whether the transportation team is one hundred or one thousand, they still create continuous records of robbery and zero casualties. To this day, the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom only knows that there is such a robber group, but there is no clue as to which side is sacred.

It was not until the number of escorts in the transportation team reached 2,000, Wuming temporarily stopped robbing the transportation team. The combat capability of 150 soldiers was not very good, not to mention that the soldiers who only rely on equipment to fight were impossible to continue the battle with zero casualties.

Wuming quickly accepted Dimora's suggestion and turned his energy to the mission of the mercenary union. As for the tasks assigned by the military headquarters, it is impossible to continue for the time being. It seems that it will be at least silent for one or two months before it can take action again.

"Those bastards in the military! When I become rich one day, I will ask them all to clean the toilet!" Zhang Feng said viciously after venting his viciousness: "Since the last time the commander took us to complete the task of suppressing the bandits on this mountain, he started to make extra money by himself. I haven't taken us out to make a fortune for a long time. Dimora! It's so boring for the brothers to be like this!"

"Stop complaining, the sir is back!" the gangster on the watchtower shouted loudly.

The soldiers lying in the grass were immediately excited and all danced their knives and started practicing.

Wuming pushed open the gate of the mountain village, and the soldiers were surprised to find Wuming, who had always been alone, brought back two people this time. The man was a dwarf with short hands and feet. The woman was tall and perfect. At this time, with the dwarf being there, the woman showed that the figure was very good.

"Sir, is this the fat sheep you got back from going down the mountain?"

"I said, sir, we have always admired your vision, but the person you chose to kidnap this time is really bad. Although the dwarves are not very smart, they are all famous iron roosters."

"That's right! That's right! Sir, remember to call me when you go out to play the kidnapping game next time. I remember that I had done a few wonderful kidnappings in the imperial capital back then."

"But this girl looks good, and the superior has a good eye! This girl not only has a good figure, but also looks beautiful. Unfortunately, her attitude is a bit too cold. You are very cold by yourself. How can you get such an iceberg beauty?"

From the gangsters, I kept saying it. The woman beside Wuming looked increasingly ugly, and suddenly she reached out to hold the long sword at her waist.

"What's wrong? Do you want to fight? They have become our meat tickets, and they dare to be so arrogant!" Zhang Feng shouted, and one hundred and fifty soldiers drew out their lightswords at the same time.

The woman couldn't help but be surprised. This team that seemed to be at the bottom even among bandits was actually a lightsaber known as a female killer. You should know that scalds are the most difficult to treat. Even if it is cured, it is easy to leave scars. Some people privately call the lightsaber the king of disfigurement.

Facing one hundred and fifty lightsabers, the woman had to think more and thought to herself: "What should I do if I am injured by a lightsaber and leave an ugly scar?" She loosened her hand holding the sword, and snorted and said nothing.

The dwarf following Wuming looked at the more than a hundred bullies surrounding him in horror. No matter what, he never expected that Wuming, the most famous mercenary in Tianchi City in the past few months, would it be a bandit leader? Could it be that the bandits have become the hottest industry?

Wuming coughed softly, and the soldiers put away their lightsabers and calmed down.

"I'm going to a stove fort. It is strictly forbidden to go out to rob while I'm out." Wuming said coldly.

"Stove Castle? Is it the second largest arsenal of the dwarf behind Iron Fort?" Dimora said greedily: "That's a good place. Not only are weapons and armor well-made, but even magic auxiliary equipment have a considerable level. I heard that even the development of ancient magic paths has a certain scale!"

"Is that so? I've only heard of Iron Fortress, and it turns out there is a stove fortress!"

"Why don't we go with the sir?"

"That's it! Sir! You are not by our side. If we are killed by the Blue Turban Army, it will be trouble."

"Sir! Take us there! We will not counterattack for the time being."

Dimora nodded. Since the war started, the Shenlong Kingdom was defeated step by step. Almost all the generals used by the emperor were vacant. It was not until half of the country that he had lost the country sent a famous general who was good at defending to confront the Blue Turban Army, and he stopped the decline. Those generals who were good at attacking remained in the imperial capital and stood on standby. If they wanted to turn to defense and attack, without the emperor's order, Domotoki, the general in the military headquarters, could only continue to be scolded by the people.

Wuming looked at the woman beside him coldly, Han Xing looked at the woman next to him. Han Xing was quite surprised when he heard the words of the soldiers. He found Wuming's eyes and said disdainfully: "I don't care what your identity is, and I don't bother to do the rumored matters."

Wuming nodded and said to the pixie: "Then let's go together!"

"Long live the sir!" the soldiers cheered.

"Sir, can you make a lot of money in this mission?" Zhang Feng asked with a smile.

The other puppets also laughed. After a period of time, Wuming's love for money has become a well-known thing. It is just why such a cold-hearted Wuming is particularly obsessed with money. This is always the puzzle of puppets.

Wuming smiled and said nothing. The task he received this time was quite simple. As long as he could escort the dwarf hammer to the stove castle within thirty days, he would be able to receive a bonus of 1,000 gold coins and a thousand mercenary points.

"Have you finished your explanation? Can you leave?" Han Xing looked at Wuming coldly. She had no good feelings for Wuming, who had recently snatched her a lot of business. Now that she saw that this new star in the mercenary world was actually mingling with this group of gangster soldiers, she hated Wuming even more.

Wuming brought a carriage that the soldiers snatched down the mountain a few days ago. The dwarf hammer, whose legs were too short, was unable to ride a horse, was the first to climb onto this transportation tool. Han Xing then got onto the carriage with a very unhappy feeling.

As soon as Wuming pulled the reins, the carriage rushed down the mountain.

Zhang Feng asked next to the carriage: "Sir, what is this woman's origin? She looks like she is good at it."

Before Wuming could speak, the iron hammer on the carriage was first said: "Don't you even recognize the Hanxing Sword Saint? In the past, Hanxing was the most famous and strongest mercenary in Tianchi City."

"Sword Saint? Before?" Zhang Feng keenly discovered the special part of the Hammer's words.

"Yes!" Tie Hammer nodded and said seriously: "But the most famous mercenary now is Wuming."

A cold snorted from the carriage at this moment, and the hammer immediately shut up and stopped talking.

Zhang Feng was somewhat surprised by Wuming's boldness. On such a dangerous day, he dared to enter Tianchi City alone to take on mercenary missions, and became the most famous mercenary, and was not afraid of being discovered by the people of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom.

"If you were the lord of Tianchi City, would you doubt a mercenary who was trying hard to become famous?"

Wuming's voice was not loud. When Zhang Feng heard it, he couldn't help but give him a thumbs up and said, "Sir! You are so good! You actually know what I'm thinking."

"Do you think the sir can spark with that cold girl?" asked a slut.

After hearing this, Zhang Feng turned around and said, "It is impossible for two cold people to have any sparks. Ice Flower has a little chance."

Wuming was still driving the carriage with a expressionless face. Han Xing's cold voice came from the carriage: "Wuming, please restrain your subordinates' words and deeds, otherwise I will regard them as provocation."

"Everyone has freedom of speech." Wuming said coldly.

"Free speech? What does it mean?" Han Xing asked, the first time she heard such a strange word.

"Free speech is..." Wuming himself was also stunned. He seemed to have heard of it, but he couldn't remember where it was.

At dusk, everyone came to a fork, and a huge wooden sign was inserted in the middle of the road, which clearly stated: "A dead creature was found in the town in front of the left, please change to the town on the right.

"The Dead?" Wuming frowned gently. This was not the first time he had heard this term.

"Do you want to avoid them?" Wuming asked.

"How could there be an undead? There was no problem with this road when I came!" Tie Hammer said with a look of fear on his face: "Avoid it! We should stay away from these immortal monsters."

"Is there time like this?" Han Xing asked coldly: "This is the shortcut to the stove fort, and the other road will be delayed at least ten days."

Wuming remained silent. He only gave himself twenty days when he took on the task. If he was just acting alone, the time to detour was enough. As for now...

"Sir, you are invincible, so don't be afraid. Although this Han Xing is a sword saint, he is always just a woman!" Zhang Feng's sarcastic voice sounded again, and he said, "I think it's better to take a detour!"

"Who said I was afraid? Just a few dead bodies. This Sword Saint kills them like cutting vegetables." Han Xing said.

Han Xing walked out of the carriage and looked forward with his head held high. It was a pity that such a heroic posture and her slightly hesitant face suddenly became less persuasive.

"I am worthy of being the Sword Saint! Then we brothers rely on you to protect us." Zhang Feng said.

"Then let's go here." Wuming took the reins and the carriage slowly drove forward.

"Is this task right or wrong?" Wuming asked in a low voice.

"I think it should be right." Dimora smiled and said, "I heard that there seem to be ancient ruins near the stove castle, and it has been mined. Let's go and see if there is anything good to take."

When I heard the ancient times again, Wuming's body shook again, and that inexplicable feeling appeared again.

As night fell, Wuming and others came to the entrance of the town. The autumn wind blew up the fallen leaves on the ground and made a rustling sound. From a distance, the whole town was pitch black, and there was no light or smoke. The traces of life seemed to have never existed, and there was only a quiet like death.

"Wu Ming, it's still time to take a detour." Tie Hammer's brown eyes were a little scared.

"Is it the whole town..." Han Xing showed a worried expression for the first time.

"It's so smelly! Sir, Han Xing was so scared that he almost wet his pants. I think it's better to take a detour!" Zhang Feng hurriedly retreated behind and instantly hid in the gangsters.

Han Xing drew out his long sword, stared at Zhang Feng, and said, "I am honored by the noble..."

"The duel will be spared! I am not a noble, so I can refuse! If you plan to fight one-on-one, I can accept it." Zhang Feng was very happy to see the expression on Han Xing's face, so he hurriedly said: "What I mean by one is that you fight one-on-one with us."

"Robber!" Han Xing turned her head. She didn't understand why she offended this group of gangsters. Her anger that had nowhere to vent was once again implicated Wuming, who was thinking about things.

"Go around from the good!" Ring pointed to a rugged path outside the town and said, "If this were the case, you might be able to avoid a large number of monsters."

"Detour? But..." Han Xing was still talking, and two screams of help suddenly sounded in the town.

Wuming shook his head gently and said, "The strength of the undead is unknown. In order to save a few people, a large number of companions have taken risks. Such things cannot be...got! Go in!"

Faced with Wuming's attitude suddenly changed, everyone was stunned.

Zhang Feng dismounted, then jumped into the nameless carriage and asked in a low voice: "Sir, what's going on?"

Wuming glanced at the dark road and whispered: "I saw a large number of moving monsters deep in the road, and I smelled a scent of dead bodies from them."

"Look? Smell?" Zhang Feng widened his eyes and stared at the deep dark road for a long time. Finally, he had to shake his head and sighed: "It's all humans, why is the gap so big? Why can't I see anything, let alone smell it."

Wuming looked at Zhang Feng curiously and asked, "Do you want to see further in the darkness?"

"Of course! And not only I think, brothers think so too." Zhang Feng smiled and said, "Looking farther on the battlefield, it will be more convenient to escape when encountering danger. When you return to the imperial capital, you will also peep at night..."

A dragon roar came from not far from the town, Wuming frowned and looked ahead.

Zhang Feng said: "How come this sound is so familiar? It seems that I have heard it somewhere."

"Someone is fighting." Han Xing ran forward at high speed without waiting for everyone to speak.

Wuming shook his head dissatisfiedly and said, "Follow her."

Everyone chased to the street and found that Han Xing had already joined the battle group.
To be continued...