Lin Chuan and the others had just left. A team of dynasty troops appeared where they had just attacked the dynasty garrison. They were wearing the Long Hui, which belonged to the Central Army.

Although Lin Chuan ordered the traces to be dealt with, the bodies of the dynasty garrisons were dragged into the grass to hide, they were still discovered by the shrewd Central Army officer Haotian.

"Stop! Beware!" Haotian walked, suddenly stopped, his nose sniffed in the air, and ordered.

The soldiers under Haotian were all elites of the Central Army. When they saw Haotian's movements, they were unsheathed and their shields were raised, and they immediately looked like they were facing a great enemy.

Haotian squatted down and picked up a pinch of soil with dark red blood stains inside. Haotian stood up and ordered, "Let's see if there is anything happening around!"

As a noble child, Haotian did not only know how to be greedy for pleasure like other playboys. On the contrary, he was a person who pursued progress. He had been struggling in the army for many years and had become an iron-blooded soldier.

"Sir, there is something happening here."

Hearing the voice of the soldiers, Haotian walked over and spread the grass. The bodies of dozens of dynasty garrison soldiers were stacked together layer by layer.

The soldier who was first discovered stood up and reported: "The chief is from the garrison in the Gyeonggi Province. He was killed for no more than an hour. Judging from the wound, all kinds of weapons are available. I guess they met a large number of Xing Tu."

Haotian showed excitement on his face, and the appearance of a large number of Xingtu here is undoubtedly good news for Haotian.

Xing Tu's army was defeated at the city of Wang Jing and fled in all directions. Although the dynasty sent countless troops to surround and block, they were all caught by some scattered soldiers and yelling soldiers. So far, only two commander-level figures have been captured, and the soldiers who captured them have been promoted to three levels in a row.

Haotian's breathing was a little rapid. Since he was a big Xingtu, the chance of a senior general was much higher. Without hesitation, a look of excitement flashed in Haotian's eyes, and he waved his hand and chased towards Lin Chuan and the others' retreat.

At this moment, Lin Chuan and the others had arrived in a village, and the periphery of the village was full of barren fields, which made Lin Chuan frown secretly.

Ye Fei and several agile Xingtu soldiers quickly touched the village, while Lin Chuan took people to guard the area.

In a short while, Ye Fei came back.

Ye Fei: "Sir, there are no dynasty soldiers in the village, only hundreds of mountain people."

Lin Chuan: "Go into the village."

The long journey made Lin Chuan eager to find a place to rest. Although he brought enough food when he left Luoke Town, he kept marching and had no time to make rice.

Seeing hundreds of Xingtu soldiers with disheveled hair coming towards the village, the mountain people were obviously frightened and screamed and ran away in scattered. However, Xingtu soldiers who had sneaked in earlier had already controlled all intersections and the mountain people were blocked in the village.

Lin Chuan left a team of Xingtu soldiers as a warning, and led the rest into the village himself.

The village is not big, with only a hundred families. The dilapidated and low houses indicate its poverty.

About 300 mountain people have been concentrated in the open space in the middle of the village, surrounded by fully armed Xingtu soldiers.

While Lin Chuan ordered the Xing Tu soldiers to bury the pot and cook rice on the spot, he stood on a protruding stone and looked down at the panicked mountain people from a high place.

The mountain people have never seen such a scene. They are surrounded by fierce Xingtu soldiers. There are already those timid women, children and children who are scared and cry out in fear.

Lin Chuan pressed down with his hands to keep the mountain people quiet: "Silent! Silent!"

Lin Chuan was thin and had a cold face. Since he became an officer of Xingtu Army, he has given orders in a habitual manner and then used the battle to fight, which has given him a sense of pressure and immediately calmed the mountain people.

"We are not bandits, our Xing Tu army, the army that resists the dynasty, we will not hurt you." Lin Chuan first revealed his identities and others.

Although Lin Chuan made a promise, the mountain people still looked scared in their eyes.

"We pass by the land of Guizhou and need some rest. Please forgive me if you disturb me."

"We lack a big pot, meat..." Lin Chuan told his difficulties, hoping to get help from the mountain people.

Faced with Lin Chuan's request, the mountain people were still frightened and silent.

Gangyu got angry and pulled out the sword from his waist, "Sir, I think they were toasting and not eating and punishing wine, so I will take the brothers to search directly."

Lin Chuan was not a barbarian and stopped Gangyu from acting.

In desperation, Lin Chuan, who had lost his patience, spoke again: "Who are you in charge?"

Seeing Gangyu showing a fierce look and looking like he was about to kill people at any time, an old man stood up tremblingly and stood in front of the mountain people.

"Dear sir, I am a village elder. Please don't hurt our villagers. We agree to your request."

Lin Chuan: "We are just passing by, we will pay gold coins for your stuff."

Soon, at the request of the old village elder, although reluctant, the mountain villagers returned to their homes and took out meat, pots and bowls and other items.

According to Lin Chuan's request, Liu Zichen gave all the only gold coins to the village elder and asked him to arrange them to be distributed to the mountain villagers. The village elder refused, but saw Gangyu snorting coldly and hurriedly left with the gold coins.

Lin Chuan and others who had been running around for a while finally had a hot meal. Seeing the Xingtu soldiers' strict military discipline, some of the feared mountain people also felt relieved.

After dinner, Lin Chuan ordered a two-hour rest. The continuous march made the Xingtu soldiers tense up. Soon, they were lying on the haystack and snoring like thunder.

After Lin Chuan arranged the defense, he rested on the haystack and soon fell asleep.

In his sleep, the sea of ​​corpses and blood under Wang Jing City kept coming. Lin Chuan saw Lin Nuoyan, saw the hideous dynasty cavalry, saw countless Xingtu soldiers falling down, and their bodies separated...

"Ah!" Lin Chuan woke up from his sleep and sat up in shock.

"What's wrong?" Shire had woken up at this moment and asked with concern.

Lin Chuan rubbed his forehead and "had a nightmare". In the dream, an enemy army wearing a ghost-headed mask was extremely powerful. Facing his big knife, Lin Chuan had no power to fight back. Seeing the big knife coming, Lin Chuan woke up.

Lin Chuan: "How long have I slept?"

Charles: "I just slept for less than an hour."

"Sir, you're too tired, so sleep for a while," Charles added.

Lin Chuan narrowed his eyes again, and now he has lost contact with the commanders. As the head of the five hundred soldiers under his command, he is in an environment where the enemy is everywhere, and the pressure can be imagined.

Lin Chuan fell asleep deeply, but was awakened by Shier for a short time. He opened his eyes and the hundred people under his command grew steel feathers, Xiao Zhan, Liu Zichen, and Ye Fei surrounded him.

Ye Fei first spoke: "Sir, there is something wrong."
Chapter completed!