The half-curved and bleak cool moon sealed above the sky. Somehow, it made people feel a little desolate, but it still couldn't hide the faint light, the almost evil beauty.

The Hundred Mile Plain, a continuous land stretching under the sky, without hills, as calm as the rising tide in those days without wind and waves.

A very rhythmic sound gradually sounded on the plain. In a corner of the plain, countless figures lined up in a queue and were jogging forward. The steps of millions of people gathered from far to near to form a rustling sound like countless streams whispering.

The nocturnal animals on the plains had long been frightened and fled far away without a trace.

"General Abel, look..."

The sound of surprise broke the silent night and an officer screamed excitedly.

Abel raised his head and looked into the distance. Under the dark night, there was a sudden golden red color, which looked extremely beautiful.

"The leader of the Legion has taken action." Abel smiled slightly.

He was General Bancroft, the commander of the 4th Legion, the most trusted adjutant, General Abel.

His eyes were big, his face was wide, and his lips were covered with a thick black beard. He was a few years older than Bancroft, in terms of age.

As Bancroft's most respected commander, he knew that the responsibility was great and he always acted cautiously. His personality made up for General Bancroft's unique irritable temper.

For several years, they have been working together perfectly. Just as today, the cavalry units were taken away by Bancroft, so the remaining infantry naturally belonged to his commander.

"Yes, sir, are we going to speed up?" The officers looked at each other, with a strong desire in their eyes.

This is the desire to fight, but it is the desire to burn, kill, loot, and the desire to do whatever you want.

Every time the commander of the Bancroft Army wins a battle, he will give all soldiers a chance to vent their heart's content. The most direct way is to massacre the city.

Therefore, his soldiers fought extremely bravely, and were known as the mighty army second only to the Knights of the Templar in the Caesar Empire.

Because his soldiers were used to the carnival after victory, they were particularly looking forward to war. For them, war was not a game of death, but the beginning of enjoyment.

And they deeply believe that under the leadership of General Bancroft, they must be an iron army that can be invincible.

"Hmph..." A cold voice of dissatisfaction came from the end of his nose, and all the senior generals smiled embarrassedly.

For Bancroft, the general who bravely led them to victory after victory, they were admired from their hearts, but they had a deep fear of this calm General Abel.

While serving as Chief Adjutant of Bancroft, Abel was also the chief of the Fourth Legion. He was rigorous and merciless. These generals had suffered many hardships in his hands.

"Well, except for the heavy infantry staying, the other troops will arrive at the battlefield as soon as possible to support the general."

Abel pondered for a while, and he, who had always been cautious, made a decision that would make him regret it for life.

"Yes..." After a whistle, the ecstatic generals rushed to return to their army. The loud commands were conveyed one after another, and in just a moment, more than 30,000 infantrymen began a new round of marching.

However, the effect of this march was completely different. More than 20,000 infantrymen seemed as light as swallows because they abandoned their heavy equipment and quickly advanced towards the place where the red light filled the sky.

The last ten thousand heavy infantrymen watched helplessly as their colleagues walked farther and farther away, until they left them behind and disappeared. Although they were constantly cursing something, without General Abel's order, no one dared to abandon the heavy armor behind them.

Just as the Caesar infantry advanced rapidly, a team of more than 100 people had quietly arrived at the camp of the Fourth Legion.

And behind them, an army of tens of thousands of people is gradually approaching.

Before the Caesars left the camp, they did a carpet-style search and pulled out the thirteen secret whistles deliberately arranged by Jiang Kongming.

After Bancroft left, Aibel even ordered a wide range of secret whistles to maintain the highest vigilance at any time.

The Caesars' camp was extremely vast, and the camp that could accommodate 50,000 people to rest was naturally no different. However, at this time, less than 5,000 people were still staying in the camp.

Moreover, most of them are logistics and baggage personnel, and the real combatants are even less than three thousand.

The camp was brightly lit, and in contrast, outside the camp, there was dimness.

"The moon is dark and the wind is high, and when people are killed and set fire..."

"Brother, what are you talking about?" Lin Muhe asked strangely.

With a smile, Lin Jiahui said, "It's nothing. This is what Military Advisor Jiang said before leaving. It's very appropriate."

"Captain, General Zhebe is back." Zhang Fusen reminded softly.

Nodding to him friendly, Lin Jiahui stood up and asked, "How about General Zhebiao?"

Zhebe walked silently. He walked to the topographic map and reached out to point out his hand on the map and kept pointing: "The secret whistle is here..."

With a frown, Lin Muhe said, "These Caesars are really timid. They actually sent more than twenty secret stakes, hum..."

"That's the case? We have General Zhebie here, so it's clear at a glance, so they're wasted their efforts." Zhang Fusen complimented.

However, he looked at it secretly, and only Michiba looked ignorant, and there was not even a trace of fluctuation on his face, and he couldn't help but feel bored.

"Well, here, here, and here... let Grandmaster Li take action personally to pull them out. Let the rest of the messes be left to our special forces to solve?" Lin Jiahui thought about it for a moment and asked in a debatable tone.

Li Mingtang, who was sitting next to him, slowly stood up and then strode away. Although he did not speak, he had already used his actions to give the most direct answer.

Looking at the master's back as he left, Lin Jiahui felt an indescribable pride in his heart. What a glory it would be to be able to assign a master of this level to serve him.

Although he knew very well that Li Mingtang was not obedient to him, the satisfaction of this moment was enough to make him proud, even if it was just a trace of false self-comfort.

"Mu He, Brother Zhang, it's time for us to do it..." Taking a deep breath, Lin Jiahui issued his first combat order after becoming the leader of the special forces.

"yes……"

Under the dark night, the men in black robes crawled forward without attracting anyone's attention.

Perhaps because he noticed that the atmosphere was different, a Caesar man looked up for a moment, but still saw nothing. He hesitatedly retracted his head, hunched his body, and wanted to continue hiding into the cave where he was staying.

However, his movements came in shock, and a sharp black-blade sharp knife had penetrated his heart. He opened his eyes in horror and tried hard to make a sound. However, a big hand almost covered his open mouth at the same time, stuffing the sound he had not yet drunk back forever.

Until his death, he still didn't know how this man approached him.

The special forces have simple and capable actions. They are all famous figures in the northern world. Anyone who has made a name for themselves is a well-known character. After nearly one month of training in the Taihang Mountains, they have made great progress under the guidance of Taiyi Zhenren.

If they were in large-scale confrontations, the role they could play was not very important, but Jiang Kongming had a very accurate positioning of them, and the special forces were really useful.

It is obvious that it is a bit useless to deal with these ordinary people and let them take action, but after a meal, all the hidden stakes have been removed.

In order to ensure the smooth success of the special forces' first operation, Jiang Kongming specially sent Zhebe and Li Mingtang to help.

With Zhebe's pair of thousands of miles of eagle eyes, even in this dark night, he could easily find all the hidden stakes without missing a single one.

Let Li Mingtang take the lead in telling all the members of the special forces that even masters of the Grandmaster level can put down their identities and do this sneaky and sneaky secret attack. Who else would be unable to stand it down and cause a big mistake?

Not to mention how effective Li Mingtang's attack was, just his willingness to obey Lin Jiahui's dispatch would be enough to make all the special forces members respect their captain in awe.

This is the power of the master, the unique charm, which is in the hearts of these warriors.

As for Zhebe, to be honest, the power of the Sky Bow in his hand is indeed extraordinary, but there is a fatal flaw, that is, the noise caused is too great. As long as it is not a blind man or a deaf man, it is difficult not to attract attention in the quiet night.

Fortunately, Lin Jiahui only needs his divine eyes.

With his food stretched out, Zhang Fusen nodded to the captain with a smile on his face.

This gesture, which represents the successful completion of the task, quickly became popular among the special forces after personal demonstrations by the two giants Xu Haifeng and Jiang Kongming. By now, it has become a code that has become a custom.

With a satisfied forehead, Lin Jiahui said to his younger brother beside him: "Go."

"yes……"

He responded excitedly, and Lin Muhe used his light skills and headed back.

“Speed ​​up…”
Chapter completed!