Chapter 120 Night Attack on Sand Bandits

Wang Sheng looked at a man next to him: "You do the math!"

Anyang followed his gaze and immediately understood that this person was Xiahou Xiang, the Bing Yin Yang family, one of the main characters in the play, who was finally killed by the lizard spirit and could be his target.

Xiahou Xiang glanced at Wang Sheng in surprise, looked back, took out a gray cloth bag from his body, and took out a copper coin and placed it in the palm of his hand.

"Xi Tianji, Bei Chiyou... Commander, let's hurry up!"

Wang Sheng raised his head and asked, "Is it bad luck or good luck?"

Xiahou Xiang bowed his head and hesitated for a while, then said, "This hexagram is neither evil nor auspicious!"

Wang Sheng looked back, smiled, turned over and dismounted, and the others followed him to dismount.

Obviously, he is going to take down the sand bandits of the desert blood camels!

Anyang pursed his lips and found that there were still three skill points that were useless, so he simply assigned one to Cold Weapon Mastery and one to Fighting Mastery, which was just right for this world.

"Skill points are being allocated... After the allocation is complete, the establishment of information transmission begins..."

Anyang has miscalculated. The amount of data for a master-level skill proficiency seems to be more than three advanced skill proficiencies combined, plus an advanced fighting proficiency, so much knowledge pouring into his mind at first glance makes him very difficult!

"Hi~"

As soon as he got off the horse, he fell to his knees with a plop, and narrowed his eyes. Fortunately, his current physique and brain power were different from ordinary people and could endure it. When he opened his eyes, everything suddenly changed.

The column of mastering skills has become-

Fighting Mastery (Advanced)

Firearms Proficiency (Advanced)

Cold Weapon Mastery (Master)

Instrument Mastery (Beginner)

Driving Proficiency (Beginner)

English Proficiency (Elementary)

Military Literacy Mastery (Elementary)

Skill points to be assigned: 1

Fighting proficiency has been upgraded to advanced, and cold weapon proficiency has been upgraded to master. If it is a qualitative leap from intermediate to advanced, then advanced to master is another qualitative leap. After all, it has reached the top.

For example, in Anyang at this time, he felt that he was very skilled in fighting. In addition to his previous martial arts skills, he also increased his understanding of human joints, acupuncture points, muscle force, etc., so that he could easily find out the opponent's flaws, and also You can hit the deadliest blow at will, and you can more accurately react to dodge or attack according to the opponent's attack.

In terms of cold weapons, he is even more proficient. The so-called master is to stand on the top of a certain aspect. From a practical point of view, although he has never practiced any martial arts, master-level cold weapon proficiency allows him to use every weapon. They are all superbly skilled, such as the long sword, and his understanding of the sword is by no means inferior to that of the famous swordsman.

Just as he was experiencing his own changes, his eyes suddenly darkened, and a hand reached out.

"Are you OK?"

Anyang was stunned, looked up and saw a young face, he shook his head, took this hand and stood up.

"I'm fine, thank you."

"It doesn't matter, be careful, we may have to fight."

Ordinary people couldn't hear the system's beeping sound. Mo Zhui only saw Anyang half-kneeling in the yellow sand after falling from the horse. He seemed to be enduring intense pain, so he pulled him.

"Oh, I'm good at kung fu."

"Sand bandits are killing people like hemp, you don't have weapons, no matter how good your kung fu is, it's useless!"

"Then why don't you just return the weapons to me?"

"This... It's not that I don't believe you, it's really not."

"Okay, I don't care."

"Well, I'm going to lead the way!"

Seeing Mo Chai Feng Huo Huo Huo Huo's departure, Anyang couldn't help laughing, and led his horse forward.

After a while, Wang Sheng came over and walked side by side with him. The commander of Jiang Du had a calm expression and asked in a calm voice, like a normal friend chatting.

"Are you a knight?"

"Yup."

"Where's your horse?"

"Meet the wind and sand and run away."

Wang Sheng didn't know whether to believe or doubt, but his expression was very indifferent.

"Then where do you want to go?"

"I want to go to Jiangdu."

Wang Sheng was finally a little surprised: "Jiangdu?"

Anyang pretended not to know anything and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Wang Sheng shook his head and said, "We are Jiangdu's army. We happened to take you there, but we can only take you to Jiangdu. There is nothing else we can do."

Anyang bent down slightly and said, "This is enough, thank you very much."

"It's nothing, it's just that we might fight later, you have to hide behind, and you can't make any changes, otherwise you may be accidentally injured."

"I see."

"Um."

Wang Sheng nodded, and led the warhorse to speed up to the front, leaving Anyang hanging far behind, unarmed and seemed to pose no threat.

Gao Xiang walked past him, glared at him slightly dissatisfied, and said in a deep voice, "You'd better not be a burden to us!"

Anyang frowned and said nothing.

In the original plot, Wang Sheng rescued the fox demon Xiaowei in the sand bandit den, and took her back to Jiangdu. Why did Gao Xiang not say a word, and he was not happy when he arrived?

He remembered that Gao Xiang was not the villain in the play, but was deceived by Xiaowei's beauty and sorcery, and finally died in Xiaowei's hands. eat.

Well, it was Xiaowei who killed it, not the lizard spirit. It has nothing to do with his mission. If he doesn't like this person, he can't be saved.

There was someone next to him staring at him with deep doubts in his eyes.

Anyang turned his head and glanced at him, and found that it was Xiahou Xiang, so he smiled at him.

The journey of three miles is only twenty minutes, and even if the desert is difficult, it will take less than half an hour. The Wang family's army quickly arrived at the camp of the desert blood camels.

Wang Sheng made a gesture, and a group of soldiers in full armor quickly crossed the sand dunes, leaving a trail of messy footprints in the desert. The collision of shields and weapons jingled, and the afterglow of the setting sun added a chill to the scene.

"Let's see the situation first!"

Wang Sheng said, put down the reins of the war horse and led a few soldiers forward quietly, lying on the edge of a sand dune and looking down.

Anyang also bent over, and sneakily found an empty spot to lie down.

In the distance is a camp with a tall shelf door, which is filled with tents like yurts of various sizes. In front of it is a hill made of corpses. Several sand bandits are still unloading bodies from carts and throwing them on this hill, filling its volume.

A strong corpse stench came, which made people sick.

The sergeants lying on the dunes were stunned!

Wang Sheng looked at this scene with his mouth slightly open, and suddenly felt that there was someone next to him. Out of the corner of his light, he didn't seem to be wearing black armor, but when he turned around, he found that it was Anyang.

"Why are you here? Didn't I let you stay well?"

Anyang did not answer, and said solemnly: "I have been looking for these sand bandits for a long time, why don't we bring them tonight!"

Wang Sheng was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and waved to the side: "Take him down."

A soldier bowed his head in response and pulled Anyang down, but he didn't dare to resist.

The taste of this pretending to fail is so sour and embarrassing that I have committed a disease!

When Anyang was taken back under the sand dunes, Mo Zhui came over and said, "What are you doing here, you are not a soldier, what if you reveal your whereabouts and are discovered by the sand bandits?"

Anyang twitched the corners of his mouth and responded: "I see, this kind of thing won't happen again."

If he hadn't thought that he would be living in Jiangdu in the next few months, and that the next task might be closely related to them, he would not have faced this group of people with such an attitude!

Not long after, Wang Sheng led a group of people down from the sand dune, looking furious.

"This group of sand bandits really kills people. It's really hard for me, Wang Sheng, to not get rid of them!"

Xiahou Xiang hesitated and asked, "General, what do you want to do?"

Wang Sheng glanced at the sky and said, "It's very late now, everyone rest in place first, and we'll attack them at night when it gets dark!"

Xiahou Xiang did not speak.

Night is coming soon.

There was a fire in the sand bandit camp separated by a hill, and the sand bandits danced around the fire, with women in Western costumes singing and dancing in the middle, and the cheers continued.

There is also a woman in the big tent wearing a navel-baring outfit and twisting her body. She has all the characteristics of a woman in the Western Regions, including an extremely enchanting figure, a slender waist, and a healthy wheat-colored complexion. She has a wild temptation.

A pair of hands pressed against her flat stomach all the way up, touching the chest wrapped in white cloth, the woman twisted recklessly, while the owner of the hand laughed wantonly.

"Come on... come on!"

Suddenly, a man holding a wine bowl crossed the crowd and walked to the innermost part of the tent. When he saw the woman lying on the ground, he couldn't help his eyes, as if his soul was attracted.

This is a woman who is not as beautiful as an ordinary person. She lay pitifully on the blanket, with long soft hair pouring down her cheeks. She was only wrapped in a pure white fox fur, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin and a pair of pure white skin. Sexy legs, glanced at these men in a panic, but aroused their perverted desire even more!

The men surrounded her with kinky-smiles, getting closer and closer, licking their dry lips, the light in their eyes as if they were going to swallow her.

The woman became more and more uneasy, curled up on the blanket, trying to grab the fox fur on her body, as if trying to cover her exposed thigh, but it was more like a different kind of temptation.

"Haha...Little beauty!"

A group of men even forgot about the woman in the Western Regions who was twisting her body in desperation, and only saw this pitiful but beautiful beauty in her eyes.

"roll!"

The tall and strong sand bandit leader kicked one person away and squatted in front of the woman.

"beauty……"

No one knows that the woman they desperately want to eat is the real man-eating demon!

On the other side of the darkness, Wang Jiajun was silently examining his weapons, wiping the blade of his spear to the point of sharpness. As long as their commander gave an order, they would wipe out the entire army of sand bandits who had killed countless people. !

Anyang was sitting in the corner leaning on the sand dune, nibbling on a piece of cake that Mo Zhuizai gave him. His tongue was filled with the hard and rough texture of the army ration, which was unpalatable to death.

Not long after, Wang Sheng sorted out his armor, clenched his spear and shouted, and the army behind him rushed towards the camp in the dark of night.

"attack!"

"According to the original plan!"

The sound of armor colliding suddenly sounded in the night sky.

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