Fang Ming looked up and saw dense bushes, occasionally white spots shining under the crown, bringing light to the dim forest.

It was the second day. Fang Ming set out early in the morning and ordered He Dong and Zheng Kuan to stay behind, bring all the troops and enter Qingshan to suppress the bandits.

Although Xie Jin's inner responder would send a message, it would definitely be the time to come out with the brigade of troops to rage. Fang Ming did not want to have any accidents and attracted the attention of the county and government. It is better to resolve this matter as soon as possible.

At this time, looking behind him, Xie Jin and Wang Liulang followed closely, and there were thirty soldiers behind him, with the constraints of the sergeant commander, and the line was silent.

If the army on earth is in the world, the jungle will be troublesome, and difficulties such as logistics, diseases, and terrain are difficult to overcome, so it is difficult to suppress the bandits. Fortunately, all the soldiers and generals are all ghosts, and crossing mountains and ridges is like a casual time. Fang Ming can supplement and consume at any time, so he can still persist and march very quickly and break into the depths of the green mountains before long.

Fang Ming looked around and saw that the scenery was very beautiful. The stream was clear and the bottom was visible. Occasionally, small animals ran past and a gray shadow appeared. There were many wild ghosts in this world, and hunters rarely entered. Therefore, animals reproduced and all herbs were lush.

He turned around and asked Xie Jin: "Look, is the right direction? This march must be successful in one fell swoop!"

Xie Jin responded in a deep voice, floated up, rose to the top of the tree, looked carefully, and reported after he came down: "Reported to the lord, my subordinates were also hunters during their lifetime, familiar with the mountains and forests. The general direction here is consistent with the news I received last time. As long as Peng Chun does not make a major transfer, that's right."

Fang Ming nodded and ordered to continue moving forward. He kept using his magical power to look at the energy and consumed his magical power to hide everyone, so as not to be discovered by other ghosts and leaked news. He was a little overwhelmed along the way.

Fortunately, Xie Jin's news was correct. After climbing a few more hills, Fang Ming made a discovery.

I saw a large valley with gray and black aura swaying, and the black aura gathered and could not disperse. In the faintest part, blood light soared into the sky. I felt at a loss and said, "Xie Jin, Wang Liulang, the enemy is in the valley ahead. Come with me to check. The rest of the soldiers, rest on the spot, be careful to be hidden."

The three of them advanced and came to the valley and felt the yin energy coming towards them. Although Wang Liulang and Xie Jin were Yin soldiers, they also had some Yin spirits, and they suddenly felt refreshed. Fang Ming chuckled and said, "It seems that Peng Chun has found a good place! Please come in with me, remember not to speak out."

The magical invisibility technique is just a small path, and it was found by Fang Ming himself, and it has defects. If the body does not move and does not make a sound when used, the effect is the best. Otherwise, it may be discovered and can only be used to inquire and cover at the beginning. Once the two armies fight, the military energy and evil energy will rush, it will be useless.

When the group went deep into the valley, they saw a rift valley. When they entered, they saw an open space without any grass. This place had strangeness, with strong yin energy and ghosts happy. On the central open space, there were a large group of ghosts, a crowd of ashes, about a thousand men, women, young and old, sitting or standing, with noisy sounds. There were strong men patrolling around, with weapons in the leader's hands, and fierce lights flashed in his eyes. Occasionally, ghosts wanted to run away, but they were caught and beaten. Even more unlucky, they directly inserted a knife, and the gray air scattered, and both body and spirit were destroyed.

Fang Ming looked carefully and saw that in the middle of the crowd, like an island in the middle of the lake, more than fifty men gathered together, black smoke rolling, and there were a few mummies on the ground. The hunters dressed up, and it seemed that they were unlucky hunters from other villages.

The leader was a man in black. He was tall, with a straight nose and square mouth, and his chest was flat. His destiny was black and red. He knew that this person must be Peng Chun, so he gently ordered Wang Liulang and Xie Jin to record his appearance. After the two of them had finished observing, the group retreated.

When he returned to the station, Fang Ming asked: "How is it? After looking at the camp, do you feel confident?"

Xie Jin and Wang Liulang looked at each other and shrank a little. Wang Liulang gritted his teeth, stepped forward, and knelt down and said, "Lord, Peng Chun's headquarters is located in the middle of the Liuhun. No matter which direction you go, you will be discovered. Once the other party drives these Liuhuns to surround us, it will be in trouble!"

Fang Ming nodded, his face calmly, and said, "What do you think you should do?"

Wang Liulang's face tightened and said in a deep voice: "My subordinates suggest that we should first solve a patrol team secretly, and then take the opportunity to kill out and drive away the Liuhun to attack Peng Chun's troops. This will consume their physical strength. If we have the Liuhun cover, we will be able to win if we kill in!"

Fang Ming sneered and said, "Then you suggest me to learn Peng Chun's approach. What's the difference between this and that evil spirit?"

Wang Liulang sweated coldly and kowtowed repeatedly, but said: "The lord is planning for the people of Anchang County, regardless of safety, and going deep into danger. Peng Chun is a bandit, gathering murderers and wanting to harm the other side, how can he compare? The lord must not say this."

Fang Ming nodded, his face looked much better, but he still said, "Oh, how can I bear to act like this?"

At this time, Xie Jin bowed and said, "My lord, we can't drive away Liuhun and kill directly, but in this way, we may be invincible. When Peng Chun is released, the harm will be greater. The lord must be investigated. As long as Peng Chun is killed, we can comfort Liuhun and settle down well. Otherwise, they will eventually be driven away by Peng Chun to attack the village, and the end will be even worse!"

"Oh!" Fang Ming sighed and said, "Then, you can do it."

He looked at the sky again and said, "Stay for another two hours, and wait until noon, we will do it!" The ghosts in this world like the shade and often lie down at day and come out at night. At noon, the yang energy is the most prosperous, and the ghosts are the most lazy, which can be called a good opportunity.

"Lord, the time is up." After two hours, Wang Liulang whispered.

"Okay, let's go, the whole army is cautious and must not make any sound!" Fang Ming issued an order, and more than thirty people gradually approached the rift under the cover of divine power.

Fang Ming observed carefully for a while and ordered Xie Jin to take action first. Xie Jin followed the order and took a few brothers, bit the knife and quietly touched it. He suddenly started behind the patrol. He covered his mouth with his left hand and stabbed the knife with his right hand, which penetrated his chest. The patrol immediately turned into dust and disappeared.

Fang Ming's face was thrust, and Xie Jin's subordinates seemed to be used to doing this business. It seemed that they had done this kind of thing a lot during their lifetime.

With the noise of more than a thousand wandering souls, Xie Jin and his gang successfully solved the five patrol men and opened the gap. Fang Ming saw that the time was coming, so he issued an order: "Kill, kill, drive up, drive away the flowing souls, and attack the middle!"

More than 30 soldiers under his command responded with a loud promise and shouted in unison: "Kill!"

The entire Liuhun Camp suddenly became quiet, and more than 30 soldiers formed a torrent and rushed up.

Occasionally, a wandering soul blocked the front and slashed it with one knife, turning into ashes. The entire camp was shocked, and the noise went straight to the sky, howling, crying, scolding, begging for mercy. Xie Jin knew the lord's intentions and shouted: "Driving them and rushing to the middle!" He even changed the chopping to slaughter, driving the wandering soul to the center.

Almost at the same time, when the shouts of killing sounded, Peng Chun realized that he saw Youhun being driven towards him, and couldn't help but curse: "Thieves!" At this time, he could still retreat. But he was a bandit and was driven away before he saw the enemy. He was very unwilling to accept it. Thinking about this, without these Youhun, even if he defeated the enemy and gathered it up later, how many things could he have? What should he do about the leader's major affairs?

With this hesitation, the wandering soul surged up, and his subordinates were also dragged away, unable to leave him. Peng Chun was furious, drew his sword and slashed over the wandering soul that rushed towards him, shouting: "Brothers, get closer to me!"

Suddenly, a confidant rushed to the front of him to protect him. Peng Chun had the time to watch the battlefield. He saw chaos, and the wandering souls completely exploded the camp, trampled on each other, and a large stream of them, forced by a soldier to rush towards him, and in a blink of an eye. Peng Chun felt a deep heart, knowing that the brothers outside should not count on him. He screamed angrily: "Brothers in the middle, kill the enemy with me! Fight with them!"

He jumped up and his aura was captivating. A slight yin force spread out on his body, turning into armor, protecting his whole body, and the sword was aimed at it, and he was unstoppable. He broke out into an open space, gathering more than a dozen bandits to prepare for a decisive battle.

Xie Jin led the team to the middle, and the two sides started to kill. Fang Ming looked closely and saw that his soldiers were mostly in the army, with a few moves, opening and closing, which was extremely practical. He often exchanged injuries with his opponents, and relied on leather armor to protect his body, and killed the enemy.

Xie Jin also knew the tactics of war, avoided the enemy's edge, divided the manpower, entangled Peng Chun, and fought with Peng Chun. He specialized in dealing with small groups of enemies, divided and surrounded him, and defeated them one by one. He saw that most of the bandits were dismembered by random knives, which was extremely tragic.

But Xie Jin still underestimated the power of the evil spirit. Peng Chun shouted loudly, and the long sword in his hand blew up, and he cut open his leather armor, killing three soldiers in a row, breaking through the siege, and pounced on Xie Jin. Xie Jin was not afraid, and the two fought together.

Fang Ming followed the soldiers, and Wang Liulang was guarding him. He was not ready to take action. He knew that although his subordinates had armor and swords, they were trained with military skills, they were not enough time and lacked combat experience. Now they were just enough to make up for it. In the future, they could be used as seeds and used them as the skeleton to expand the army.

In fact, this time, Fang Ming didn't want to lead the team himself, but unfortunately he didn't know the specific location of Peng Chun, so he needed to check it out. Besides, his troops were newly built and nearly half of them joined yesterday, so Wang Liulang was afraid that he could not suppress it.

This is the vast majority of his subordinates. If they go into the mountain alone, get out of a fork, are seized from power, or directly rebel, Fang Ming cried without even crying. Although he had secret hands that could make the Yin soldiers and generals go to ashes, the final loss of his own strength is all his own strength. Why bother?

Now he just happened to stare at Peng Chun and a dozen weapons-containing murderers, and let Wang Liulang and Xie Jin play the rest themselves.

At this time, Wang Liulang stepped forward and asked, "Sir?"

Fang Ming just nodded.

Wang Liulang immediately shouted: "Use bow and arrow!"

Several soldiers around him took out the bow and arrows on their backs, bent their bows and shot them out "puffs". The bandits around Peng Chun were shot one after another. They were not Peng Chun, but they were protected by armor and were killed immediately and turned into black smoke. Xie Jin's pressure was greatly reduced.

Xie Jin was more martial arts than Peng Chun, but unfortunately he was not as strong as his strength and did not have armor. He dared not fight with Peng Chun, and used small kung fu to fight with Peng Chun. Now that Peng Chun was killed, Xie Jin's men immediately had free time and formed a small triangular formation to kill. Three swords were killed at the same time, just like a master instantly exerting three swords. This was pure military formation kung fu, and Xie Jin seemed to have obtained some true teachings.

But Peng Chun waved his knife and blocked two of them, but the third knife did not block it. He slashed at the gap between the armor on his waist. His face suddenly turned red, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. The blood flew into the air and turned into thick black air, which could not disperse. The protective armor scattered in a scattered manner, and there was a faint sign of dispersion.

Seeing the opportunity, Xie Jin pounced on him again, swung his sword, Peng Chun's head flew out, fell to the ground, and struggled, saying, "...What a quick knife!" He closed his eyes, and his head gradually turned into black smoke.
Chapter completed!