Chapter 120 We are all living Lei Feng

The movement in the horse farm successfully attracted the attention of the sentry patrols, and the three joint commandos on the periphery took the opportunity to touch it.

Quick! Steady! Fierce! Accurate!

Like a poisonous snake probe, like a tiger coming out of a hole. He is too ruthless and completely shows the strength of a best assassin. With a cold wind blowing, a whole team of Liao soldiers and their corpses were separated.

Shi Ba saw a cold sweat.

It's so hanging!

At the beginning, when robbing Wang Jin, if it hadn't been for the new star, he would have calculated the other party with a virtual and real strategy in advance. At that time, I was probably taken away by him like these Liao soldiers!

Set your mind, and Shi Ba will continue to make a big plan.

Now it has been exposed, and the stealer has turned into an open thief, and there is no need to worry about it. Brush it bolder and faster. Brush it when you see it.

When the people in the gossip are full of mounts, they enter the universe bag, one in the universe bag, one out, in and out. There is an endless stream. People are like flowing water and horses are like dragons. It's a mess. The three parties are not giving in to each other when they grab the horse. The competition is fierce, and they are red-eyed.

Outside, the assault was very smooth. With the help of the inner response, only a group of people screamed before death.

Unfortunately, the thunder roared and deafening. Even Shi Ba only judged him from the action of opening his mouth. As for the voice, only the three or two people closest to him could barely hear it.

On the vast white land, a pool of blood-red mosaics is particularly eye-catching. The assault force broke into the camp and began to clean up a battalion's camp.

More people and horses poured out of the gossip of Shiba. Like blooming fireworks, they bloom from the center to the four outside.

How can a group of ghost players miss such a good opportunity? At that time, at the risk of a shaman, he jumped out of the gossip and began to absorb the strong evil blood in the killing field. The red color on the blood skeleton is more and more gorgeous. It seems that you can bleed with a casual touch.

Generally speaking, it is not very likely that the shaman will find the ghost atmosphere mixed in it when it is covered by the evil spirit of the killing field.

Shiba brushed the horse while observing the situation around him.

The trend is good, and the massacre is proceeding in an orderly manner. Under the cover of the thunder, some noise is also drowned out by the thunder. Occasionally, there are small riots, but it is impossible to form a large and organized resistance.

Deep in the mountains, a murderous atmosphere rises to the sky. Even the mountain of thunder and snow clouds in the sky can't cover its light.

This night, I don't know how many soldiers were cut off their heads in their sleep.

The battle, accompanied by the rumble of thunder, stopped together. Little Chaos stopped the drum, jumped on Shi Ba's head angrily, and kicked it fiercely. For a while, his fatigue was no less than that of Shi Ba.

At the end of the battle, the trophy was not collected and redistributed. In this situation, whoever grabs it will be. At most, after returning to the guild, depending on the rules of each guild, there will be redistribution.

People gather together, and everyone is red and happy.

This is a bumper harvest. Equipment, experience, and mounts have all of them after this battle.

There is no victory. If there is no real battle, that is, there is no victory.

Everyone returned to their seats, gossiping one by one, and then into the universe bag.

At this time, I was so addicted that I blushed and said for a long time, "That... I'm sorry... My mother called me home for dinner..."

With that, he couldn't help tearing open the transmission scroll.

In addition to the aura of the transmission scroll, there is also a golden shield symbolizing the invincibility.

Then, the gossip in Shiba was suddenly full of people. The durability of the gossip space has been sharply reduced,

Shi Ba hurriedly shook all the people out.

They are all people who turn around and iron flow.

A flash of white light, too addictive, and the top player in his universe bag, teleported away.

The rest of the people, look at me, I look at you, and laugh one by one.

"Go home for dinner! Such an excuse... Do you think you are Jia Junpeng?" Shi Qi opened his skull mouth and said with a sneer.

Iron Displacement sighed: "The character is too good, it's still so stinky!" At this point, don't forget to overshadow us!"

Because the process was smooth, the people of the three guilds only killed people and did not set fire.

Now, with the residual fire of the fire, everyone collects firewood from the woods and burns the fire more vigorously. In the middle of the cleared horse farm, a huge bonfire was ignited. The fire is shining brightly, and the mountains and trees near and far are clearly visible. The snow in the sky fell halfway and directly turned into water vapor, steaming over the fire, forming a cloud.

Everyone laughed and made trouble, and held a bonfire dinner in the same place.

The energy setting of this game makes people hate and love. After the war, most of them will have a celebration banquet, not for anything else, just to supplement physical strength.

Shi Ba casually found a place. Without saying anything, he lay down and made up for sleep.

"This torture! It's finally over!" Shi Ba was relieved, took a deep breath, spit it out, with a satisfied smile on his face, and the next second, he fell into a deep sleep.

In his dream, he moved the body from the barracks, pulled out a thin quilt and animal skin in the camp, spread it next to Shiba, one after another, emptyed several large camps, spread a thick layer on the ground, moved Shiba up, and covered three or two layers. Hold your knees, next to Shiba, and sit quietly.

The long night passed in revelry and sleep. The red sun came late and splashed its brilliance on the red snow of the mosaic.

The people who turned to Tieliu began to set up the original camp, and the location of the Liao military camp was not bad.

Cut down trees, make arrows, and repair equipment. Start preparing for war.

Last night's feast used up 70% of their food. Therefore, the problem of rations needs to be solved as soon as possible. Fortunately, sometimes there are eight bugs.

After solving the problem of eating, the allied forces stepped on the thick snow and went all the way east.

Shiba's gossip became a temporary guest room again. Everyone set fire in the gossip. Whoever was tired and cold outside ran into his gossip to rest. Taste the old chef's food while roasting the fire.

Shi Ba is as greedy as ever.

"Why do you have to torture my brother so much? Such a pleasant and beautiful thing in the world! It happens under my eyes every moment, but my brother can only watch from beginning to end... your sister!" Shi Ba covered his face, rushed out of the horse group, and ran away.

"Other people ride horses and I walk, others rest and I walk, and others eat and I walk. Does my profession belong to Lei Feng? It's not self-interesting, but it's specially beneficial to others! A programmer who designs this profession! When will you give me some benefits!" Shi Ba ran and shouted in the snow, which made the people who ate, drink and rest in the gossip look stunned.

"Is this child crazy to learn from Lei Feng?"

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Wading all the way through the mountains and rivers, recruiting monsters and training soldiers, crossing the Greater Khing'an Mountains to the east of the mountains. Looking from afar, there is no trace of people.

Next, they will be able to meet the Liao people at any time, or a little further east, it will be the Jurchens.