The town shrouded in deep pre-dawn darkness is a great place for Windrangers to take action.
And Lin Xi has been too lazy to guess some questions that are impossible to answer, preferring some simple and direct ways.
His tightly knit brow was quickly loosened, and the mask he had worn to prevent the bites of some insects lurking in the grass was also removed, and after slowly adjusting his breathing, he curled up and slowly dived along the ridge towards the town.
At the end of the ridge is a village.
In this village composed of bungalows and courtyards, on the roof of a bungalow near the field, a reckless soldier wearing a gray sè blanket sits motionlessly.
The reckless soldier who served as a sentry was as unobtrusive as the haystack on the roof of the bungalow, and his body was always a little tense enough to react extremely quickly, and even in the most sleepy times, the reckless soldier's eyes were fixed on the open field area ahead.
Lin Xi's figure suddenly appeared behind the reckless soldier, and when the reckless soldier had just noticed some strange rumors, Lin Xi's left hand had already fallen on the shoulder of the reckless soldier, and at the same time, the two knuckles of his right hand struck on the artery in the neck of the reckless soldier.
The reckless soldier fainted before he could make any resistance movements, but with the support of Lin Xi's left hand, his body was still sitting well.
Lin Xi's figure slid silently like the shadow of this reckless soldier in the darkest place behind the house, this village and the streets and alleys of the town behind it were looted by the reckless army, most of the doors were open, and the courtyard wall was damaged, providing Lin Xi with a better aspect.
In less than seven stops, Lin Xi climbed onto the roof of a private school in the town, and he could already see all the reckless marching camp tents stationed on the stone streets in the center of the town.
From the tents that covered the entire main street, it is not difficult to deduce that the size of this army was at least two thousand five hundred men.
Coupled with the thousands of Mang troops hundreds of miles away before, the Damang army interspersed in Yunqin seemed to be getting denser and denser, which made Lin Xi really want to know how much military strength Wenren Cangyue had invested in addition to the 100,000 Damang army that had been prepared before.
There were no horses, just infantry troops, and no large ordnance, but like the sentry post who was knocked unconscious by him before, and would die quickly due to blood congestion if no one treated him, all the sergeants that could be seen in his sight were all wearing metal scale armor lined with leather, so the first feeling of this army to Lin Xi was that it was a special army similar to the Dragon Snake Black Snake Army.
The sound of the steel prisoner cart crashing into the steel prisoner cart came from the hall of a large inn in the middle of the main street, and judging by the arrangement of the marching tents, and the patrol routes of some of the patrols, the three-story inn seemed to be the central tent of the army.
Just as Lin Xi groaned, a sharp whistle sounded in the village he passed.
It should be that the luck is not good, it happened to hit the time of the change of the sentry post, and the unconscious sentry post has been found.
Since it has been discovered that someone has infiltrated, Lin Xi frowned slightly, and no longer thought about anything, in the camp tent, all the reckless soldiers who were sleeping soundly were awakened, and the moment they rushed out, his body quickly slid down against the wall, like a wolf pounced on its prey, leaping on the ground again and again, and more than ten ups and downs swept into a two-entry house only two alleys away from the main block.
Next, according to his plan, he first climbed over the middle courtyard of this row of houses, and quickly approached the inn that made a strange noise.
The search for the entire town would certainly begin immediately, and if he could not get close to the center of the army in the midst of this brief confusion, his actions would be even more difficult.
However, to his surprise again, a strange wind swept in from the main entrance of the house.
Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Xi's body was like a piece of slippery ice, and it quickly swept to the side of the courtyard gate in the corner of the courtyard wall.
The moment his body froze, a subtle crackling sound sounded below his waist.
It's the sound of the air popping.
Without looking at it, Lin Xi knew that a blade had already stabbed into his waist at an astonishing speed.
Lin Xi's body was like a felled tree, and he fell backwards suddenly, slamming his back against the wall.
The sharp tip of the blade pierced Lin Xi's waist and pierced into the flesh.
After feeling that the short sword in her hand had entered the flesh, the yellow-faced woman in her forties wearing brown chain mail was slightly relieved.
She is a reckless cultivator who knows how to fight, and some extremely subtle sounds made her, who had already begun to search quickly along this area of streets and alleys, judge that there might be some problems in this courtyard, and the moment she burst into this atrium, she also accurately judged Lin Xi's location through the flow of air, and leaned over and launched a stab.
She leaned over so that her body was almost parallel to the ground, this posture could dodge the opponent's knee-jerk counterattack, and it was easier to fly into the courtyard immediately, and the short sword in her hand could also instantly drag a longer wound on the opponent's abdomen.
The only thing to worry about was that the other party was wearing armor that her short sword could not penetrate, so that the opponent's counterattack would not be hasty, and she would have to worry about slashing at her back from top to bottom.
Now that the tip of her sword is in the flesh, the only worry is gone, and the tip of the sword pierces the other party's flesh and blood, the other party has lost the opportunity, and the conditions caused by the pain in her body will shrink back, which will make her herself safer.
In such a situation where it is clear that only a small number of opponents have infiltrated the army, she certainly does not overly pursue the ability to kill her opponents with a single blow, and of course puts her own safety first.
However, what this reckless female cultivator who knew how to fight didn't expect at all was that the other party didn't seem to be aware of the pain at this moment, and she was not afraid that her short sword would drag out a longer wound, and her whole body fell backwards at a speed completely beyond her imagination, and the moment her back hit the wall, one of Lin Xi's feet was already off the ground, and her toes kicked her throat fiercely.
The yellow-faced female cultivator's pupils contracted sharply, and at this moment, she didn't want to trade her life for dragging a wound on the other party's body, she forcibly twisted her body, her whole body twisted like a twist, and her left arm was horizontally blocked in front of the opponent's toes.
"Click" However, the soul power of the other party's toes suddenly erupted violently at a speed beyond the common sense of cultivators, and in the sound of bone cracking, the arm of the yellow-faced female cultivator Da Mang was simply broken, and Lin Xi's toes pressed her severed arm, with a terrifying air current, still pressed her throat, and then pressed her body against the door.
It was an extremely strange sight, with a man lying in the air with only one foot for support, and a man with a twisted body stomped on the door.
The entire wall shuddered, and a large piece of tile slipped from the roof above.
At the moment when the tile fell to the ground, Lin Xi's hands pressed on the ground, and the whole person was already churning out sharply.
The female cultivator's body twitched, her throat gurgling, and she wanted to make some sound, but what gushed out of her mouth was a large foam of blood, and her eyes were full of despair and unwillingness.
There was a cracking sound of tiles, and the female cultivator's body slipped and fell to the ground along the door frame.
It's too late to continue to break out this chapter today, the word count is slightly less, and the next two chapters will make up for the word count a little more.
And then no one has ever exceeded 1,000 votes in the monthly pass, since Tongtian is the first to break 10,000 orders, today's record point of 1,000 monthly passes, let's break it first :