"Join the Taoist military commander, I will protect everything!" Commander Yang patted his chest and promised.

"You are just a foundation building, what big things are you talking about?" Zhang Lan disdained.

Commander Yang glared at Zhang Lan, "Although I am just building a foundation, some people are not even building a foundation."

Zhang Lan did not care about him, but said seriously:

"Mo Hua is innately weak and unable to refine his body. He joins Taoist soldiers and fights on the battlefield, which is extremely dangerous."

"Of course he won't let this kind of thing do." Commander Yang said, "The most difficult thing in marching and fighting is to 'know your enemy and be close to you'. He can conceal the skills, and he can conceal the enemy's situation, take a step back, or use the skills to protect himself."

"Is it not dangerous to detect the enemy situation?"

"Then let's just detect the enemy situation," Commander Yang said simply, taking a big step back, "Just draw the formation."

Mo Hua couldn't help but ask: "Is the Dao Bing Division also absent from the army?"

Commander Yang said vaguely: "It's not that short..."

Zhang Lan sneered, "Don't listen to him nonsense. There is no shortage of formation masters in this cultivation world? Even those evil cultivators, if they build this Black Mountain Village, do they also rely on the evil formation master of the Third Head?"

"Not to mention places like the Dao Bingsi, which are dirty, tired, and have any worries about life at any time. The formation masters are generally not allowed to go."

Commander Yang was pointed out by him, his face turned slightly red, but he insisted:

"For this reason, a formation division that is good at hiding and can protect itself is even more valuable on the battlefield."

Commander Yang looked at Mo Hua and said solemnly: "As long as you are willing to join the Dao Bing Office, I can even apply to the higher authorities to let you be the deputy commander."

"You will follow me then. My Yang family is in the Dao Bing Department with a wide connection. With the care of my Yang family, no one will dare to bully you!"

Ink painting is a little embarrassed.

It’s not that he thought it was hard and afraid of danger, and he was unwilling to enter the Dao Bing Office. However, once he entered the Dao Bing Office, he would leave his hometown and travel around all year round.

He also has to learn formations from Mr. Zhuang, and when he grows up, he has to support his parents in his old age.

Commander Yang saw Mo Hua frowned and looked embarrassed, so he hurriedly said:

"You are still young, so don't rush to make a decision. You can think carefully. Even if you don't go now and change your mind one day in the future, you can still come to the Dao Bingsi to find me. Just report my Yang Jiyong's name."

Yang Jiyong...

Mo Hua nodded silently, remembered the name, and then said gratefully:

"Thank you, Commander Yang."

Commander Yang smiled and said, "No need to be so arrogant. Just call Uncle Zhang Lan and call me uncle too."

Mo Hua said: "Uncle Yang."

Commander Yang nodded, and a smile appeared on his face.

Zhang Lan sighed and said helplessly: "Yang Jiyong, you are still so shameless if you haven't seen each other for so many years!"

Commander Yang snorted coldly, "You are not much better either."

The guide map of Wulin was found and the map of Heishan Village was found. After that, Commander Yang and Zhang Lan spent a day planning a preliminary plan to wipe out Heishan Village.

The next day, several forces in Tongxian City gathered in the Daotingsi to discuss the extermination matter.

The participants were the Commander Yang of the Dao Bing Department, the Old Chief of the Dao Ting Department and the Dian Si Zhang Lan of the Demon Hunting Store, as well as the Elder Yu, Mo Shan, Yu Chengyi and others.

Mo Hua carried a small stool and listened to it.

Commander Yang straight to the point:

"The formation of the Mist Forest has changed. The evil cultivator probably noticed something. If we take action directly, we may be alarming the snake and will not be able to wipe them out in one fell swoop."

"The best way is to attack the demon hunter and trick the evil cultivator out. Then the Taoist soldiers will encircle and suppress them. They will do their best to kill all the evil cultivators in one battle!"

"There are four evil cultivators in Heishan Village who may not be in the village, but we plan to make the worst. Zhou Zhangsi, Elder Yu and I will each deal with one. I will divide the two teams of the most elite Taoist soldiers, equipped with the best armor, to kill another foundation building."

"Once there are casualties in the opposite foundation building, we can fight more and establish the victory."

"As for other evil cultivators, even if their skills are evil and their Taoist crafts are vicious, they are not afraid of this kind of battle-torn battle. All demon hunters just need to delay and wait for the Taoist soldiers to rush to kill, these evil cultivators will be a group of mobs..."

Afterwards, Commander Yang opened the sand table, and there were diagrams of fog forests and terrain maps of Heishan Village on the sand table.

Commander Yang began to talk about the specific details of the attack, how to enter the mountain, where did the demon hunter go, and where did the Taoist soldiers lie in ambush.

How to attack the camp afterwards, how to attack the feint, if you retreat, where to retreat, where to cooperate with each other, when will the Taoist soldiers rush to attack... etc.

Elder Yu and others would also raise questions or make suggestions. Commander Yang could answer or consider it. After discussing this for a long time, the plan gradually became complete.

The ink painting was just listening.

He is not familiar with this kind of thing. Whether it is Commander Yang who marched and fought or Elder Yu of the Demon Hunting Guild, he is much more proficient than him.

Knowledge of the world is all about knowledge.

Ink painting just listen carefully and learn more by the way.

After the discussion, everyone dispersed, and the ink painting fell behind and asked Zhang Lan quietly:

"Uncle Zhang, will there be no problem?"

Zhang Lan patted Mo Hua on the shoulder, "There are risks in doing anything, but the risk of this battle is already very small."

"Why?"

Zhang Lan said: "First because of the information you eavesdropped on, and secondly, the Taoist soldiers of the Dao Court are actually stronger than you think."

Mo Hua was a little confused, "Is it really that strong?"

"That's natural." Zhang Lan said, "Why can the Taoist court unify the world of cultivation rely on powerful Taoist soldiers, hundreds of thousands, or even larger-scale Taoist soldiers fighting, which are completely different from the battles of ordinary monks."

Mo Hua has never seen it with his own eyes, and he didn't understand it very well, but he still nodded and felt relieved.

Commander Yang acted decisively and planned to be coordinated. Two days later, the monks were dispatched.

Before the hour of Mao came, and before dawn broke, three hundred experienced demon hunters of the ninth level of Qi refining and three hundred well-trained Taoist soldiers, led by Commander Yang, Elder Yu and Zhou Zhangsi, with the help of the hazy sky, they quietly marched towards the deep mountains.

Mo Hua wanted to go, but was firmly opposed by everyone.

Not only his father Mo Shan did not allow him to go, but also Zhou Zhansi, Zhang Lan, elder Yu, Yu Chengyi and even Commander Yang did not allow him to go.

It doesn't matter if they get hurt, but it's amazing that Mo Hua is injured.

Mo Hua had to stay honestly in the Daojian camp at Wuming Peak.

The camp is in Neishan, which is relatively safer, and if they encounter any tricky formations when attacking Heishan Village, they can come back to ask Mo Hua.

There were also some Taoist soldiers left in the camp, which were both to guard the camp and to protect the ink paintings.

Mo Hua stayed in the camp and didn't sleep all night. He practiced the formation on the Taoist monument of the sea of ​​consciousness until dawn, and finally there was movement in the distance.

Apart from a distance, there were vague shouts of killing sounds, with a solemn murderous intent. Even without using spiritual sense to sense, you could feel powerful waves of spiritual power.

A large number of cultivators at the ninth level of Qi refining are fighting, and the foundation-building cultivators are taking full advantage!

Mo Hua frowned and became worried.

His father Mo Shan and many uncles with good friendship are fighting against the vicious evil cultivators in the deep mountains.

Mo Hua wanted to go and see it, but she still held it back.

Now he doesn't seem to be able to help much, but he will cause trouble.

Mo Hua can only forcefully draw some formations to calm down.

The melee in Heishan Village lasted for three days, and three days later, news came.

The Taoist soldiers and the demon hunter were not seriously injured, and most of them were just injured.

The Black Mountain Village, which has been entrenched in the mountains for hundreds of years, has been completely captured!

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