The undercover agent sent by the imperial court

A group of people slowly entered the tribe as quietly as possible, and several people patrolled the surrounding area at night. First, a few people were sent to slowly touch them. Open the neck and put the person down on the ground.

The smell of blood began to spread, and by the time they found out, the four of them had disappeared, and a sound of gong knocking woke up the sleeping people.

The man who has long been used to fighting quickly armed himself and rushed out of the room with his weapon. The sound came from the north, and unexpectedly only attacked from this place. Everyone rushed to the north, even the women picked up their bows and arrows and cautiously stood behind. .

Awakened by the sound of a gong, Ling Xuan quickly put on his clothes and held the dagger in his hand. Yin Tianming beside him was also armed. The two looked at each other and nodded without speaking. They cautiously left the tent and walked along the path with few people. among the tribe.

All the people went to the north, Ling Xuan frowned, the battle on the grassland was guerrilla warfare, and the tactic of only attacking from one side like this had never been heard of.

"There is something strange." Ling Xuan frowned and said, "Yin Tianming, do you know gunpowder?"

"You mean black yam?" Yin Tianming said uncertainly, "How can there be such a thing in the grassland here?"

"It's not surprising that there is such a thing in Bocheng next to it." Ling Xuan said indifferently, all the mines for mining gunpowder are under the control of the imperial court. I didn't expect that someone would sell gunpowder privately, or there was a newly mined mine. ?

"Didn't you say gunpowder was used in melee?" Yin Tianming frowned. The level of medicine here is not high, and it is absolutely unreasonable to directly consume so many people for this battle.

Ling Xuan clenched the dagger in his hand and temporarily put aside the matter of gunpowder and thought about the other party's intention, "I hope I guessed wrong, but we have to get out of here."

Ling Xuan and Yin Tianming are not in the north near the battlefield but in the west. There are more tents here. Usually there are some old people here.

Yin Tianming couldn't guess what Ling Xuan was thinking, and followed Ling Xuan to speed up to the northwest to break away from the tribe's range, and further ahead was a raised hill, Ling Xuan walked around the hill.

Yin Tianming barely kept up with Ling Xuan's speed, and when he circled more than half of the hill, there was a sudden fire behind him, and there was a sound of "Boom...".

This sound was like the sound of a torch being thrown into the bonfire and the fire suddenly lit up after pouring some oil at the bonfire party. Ling Xuan's pupils shrank suddenly. The shrill cries of children in the middle.

But the cry quickly disappeared, and the tents fell one after another and drowned everything. Everything happened so quickly that it was unbelievable and unbelievable.

"These, these bastards!" Ling Xuan's roar was insignificant, and the people behind the hill rushed out shouting and rushed to the battlefield. Ling Xuan and Yin Tianming were the first to meet these people.

Ling Xuan with red eyes waved the dagger without hesitation. They were just people without martial arts. Ling Xuan's men, who were extremely fast, lost their lives and fell to the ground before they could clearly see the figure of the approaching person.

"Ling Xuan!" The figure in front of him lost control, and he could only rely on the fallen body to determine Ling Xuan's position. Yin Tianming's quick strike of sword energy will knock down the three of them, and he will strike straight at him without hesitation. first level.