On the fifth night of leading the team, Wendisa read aloud her recently written story by the bonfire, and the protagonist still used Margaret's name.

Although Margaret felt sorry for the former idol because of the burning of Wendisa's manuscript, but when Wendisa read some savings and wrote it down, it might be harmonious. So he let go of the guilt in his heart, picked up the sword and chopped off the manuscript in the ancestor's hand.

The others have gotten used to the way the two leaders get along in the past few days. Except for some who feel interesting to watch, the rest are busy with their own affairs by the bonfire.

Mo Cheng was silently fiddling with a half-person-high stick that he accidentally discovered today. This stick is straight, without thorns, and can be held in one hand. best.

At this time, Mo Cheng was borrowing some tools from Dennis to process the wooden sticks, planing off the growing branches and leaves, and shaving off the slightly wide tail, then peeling off the bark, oiling, and wrapping the ends of the sticks with decorative of tin.

Gripping the wooden stick tightly like a spear and stabbing out a few flowers, feeling the toughness in his hand, Mo Cheng nodded in satisfaction, "If I had this stick in my hand back then, I would have dared to make Shili Caidi bow his head."

If he had had such a stick in his hand back then, he would have been the king of the kids immediately, and none of the cauliflowers with a radius of ten miles would have dared to bow their heads when they saw him.

Of course, the consequence is very likely to be unable to get out of bed for a week due to mixed doubles by parents.

"Priest, did you get this stick with the intention of fighting with it?"

Looking at Mo Cheng's posture, Dennis clearly planned to use the sticks he picked up anywhere to fight, "If you really don't have any weapons to use, I can help you modify the captured weapons."

That wooden stick to face an army that uses iron weapons or even steel weapons is undoubtedly only a lunatic and a fool would do this kind of behavior.

"No, those weapons may not be as hard as the stick in my hand."

Following the words, Mo Cheng slowly injected the holy light into the wooden stick in his hand, and the holy light filling every wooden fiber was compressing and solidifying, covering the wooden stick with a solid but tough shell.

After upgrading [Baptism] to the second level, Mo Cheng felt that the Holy Light had a tendency to materialize, and he could also bestow holy light on weapons with non-conflicting attributes to achieve a short-term enchantment.

Picking up the big sword that was seized a few days ago, it ruthlessly touched the wooden stick in his hand...

"boom!"

With a muffled sound, the broken blade fell to the ground, but the stick endowed with holy light remained unscathed.

"Hey, the lethality of this thing is not lower than the sword in the hands of the crazy legionnaires."

"Very nice weapon, although I've always had a hard time understanding why guys always like that straight stick."

It seems that the fight is over, Wendisa and Margaret walked here, and they praised Mo Cheng's makeshift weapon, "Outstanding Holy Light control skills, even the teachers of Guanghui Church Academy, I am afraid that you can't control it force."

Continuously and evenly cover the stick with the holy light without a fixed shape. It is necessary to protect the fragile stick itself, but also to use the holy light to output the moment it touches the opponent. This control is even from the perspective of Wendisha Judging from it, it is also terrifyingly strong.

"I'll go over there and have a look." Dennis gave up the seat to Wendisa and Margaret. He had already guessed that the next discussion must be about the team, so he left very interestingly.

Windisa asked, "You should feel it, right?"

What I feel, is naturally the sense of crisis that is approaching. Both Mo Cheng and Margaret are very clear that the Crazy Legion will never let it go. Has a very strong aggressiveness.

Although Mo Cheng and the other three have been protecting them for the past few days, the soldiers of the Crazy Legion who dared to appear in front of them all regretted their ignorance with their lives. people.

"With a clear murderous intent, the elite of the crazy legion should be waiting on our only way. As far as the location is concerned, it should be the Aurier checkpoint."

As long as they passed the Oriel checkpoint, this group of people will be considered to have completely left the battlefield. They will leave the border of Vahlan, where the war is taking place, and go to other countries to start a new life.

Margaret first pointed out the problem, "We can't hide, it's too obvious to take so many people, and we don't have enough food and water, it's impossible to make a detour."

Because the purpose of this group was too clear, the wells along the way were polluted by throwing rotting corpses, and at the same time, the villages along the way were burned to the ground, and all supplies were left for Mo Cheng and others.

"It's very normal, they realize what we want to do, and then attack our purpose."

After all, this kind of undisguised conspiracy did make Mo Cheng feel a headache, "So what are your thoughts?"

"Strike." For the first time, there was no smile on Wendisa's face, "Forcibly break through the Oriel checkpoint and lead people across the border."

The simplest and most direct way to deal with it is also the way that kills the most people. Even for professional soldiers, the survival rate of the battlefield attack level is less than half. Letting these untrained civilians storm the checkpoint is, to put it bluntly, called murder.

Margaret immediately objected, "No, the casualties are too great!"

But this time Wen Disha was uncharacteristically, and insisted: "If we don't do this, we will not have enough food and water, and we may be surrounded by the elite support at any time, and more people will die by then."

Once surrounded by the elite troops of the Crazy Legion, even the strong of the seventh step cannot escape the word [death], let alone those civilians.

When the two were arguing endlessly, Mo Cheng hesitated, and said, "Perhaps, I have a solution."

"any solution?!"

Pushing his glasses, Mo Cheng replied: "In order to deal with certain special situations, the Crazy Legion has set extremely secret passwords, which can only be known by elite captains and above. Maybe I can try to trick them into leaving the checkpoint."

"Is the password correct?"

Wendisa immediately asked the key point, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Mo Cheng shook his head, "Not sure."

That was the record of Liu Bei's post about Mad King Dom in the [Foreign Land] forum, and Mo Cheng couldn't tell if it was made up by the author or if it was really written after research.

It's just that at this time, there is no way to come up with a try.

At this last moment, if the team he had been guarding for so long suffered casualties, it would make him feel incompetent.

He didn't like this feeling, very much.

"That won't work." Wendisa rejected Mo Cheng's proposal, "If the password is wrong, then the situation we have to face may be even worse."

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