The noon sun shines on Stormwind City. The blood flowing at night has solidified into crimson spots, emitting a strong smell of blood. The wall of flames that is 100 meters wide was replaced by the green and green wall of thorns, bringing some shade to the soldiers patrolling the city.

Last night, when the Mercenary Alliance counterattacked, the tribe that suffered a lot of losses suddenly retracted its claws. Although it could be seen two or three hundred meters away from a distance, there were no large-scale mobilizations. The feather tribe above his head hovered high above the sky, making people keep it without any secrets.

After hiring last night, the tribe went crazy and threw a bunch of huge rocks with the captured catapult cart. He originally planned to destroy Dongcheng and the people and the walls directly, but he did not expect that in the end, he did not achieve his goal. Instead, a rock band formed in front of Dongcheng, which could effectively block the tribe.

Wow, a cool breeze passed through the west gate of Stormwind City, swept across Stormwind City, and finally swept across the city of Dongcheng. The wind with a bloody smell blew on its body, but under the scorching sun, it was like the guards fished out of the water and shouted cool.

"Aman, but you guys listen to the movement, don't you let you sleep!" An old mercenary kicked the butt of the boy who was curled up on his side under the shade of the vine, and immediately made the boy jump up like a snake jumping.

"Old Yang, what eye did you see me sleeping? I just closed my eyes and listened to the sound with all my heart. Don't blame me!"

"Is that so? Then was it that I called the snoring sound I heard just now, Guru, Guru, it was almost catching the earthquake!"

Aman's face turned red when he heard this. Aman was a member of the medium-sized mercenary group Razer. Although he was only an adult, he was already a high-level soul sage. Although the first glorious pattern was a long-eared snow-like rabbit and a low-level spirit beast, he was also a useless person, but this useless person brought Aman a talent, that is, earth-listening skills.

Although he is not a fighting soul skill, he is very good as an auxiliary soul skill. He can hear a low voice even when he closes the doors and windows. In addition, no sound can escape his hearing. After some training, the number of people walking several miles away can be identified by relying on this hearing alone. Although this ability is a bit flawed, if you don’t know this, it is difficult to deliberately guard against it.

"Hmph, I won't argue with you all the time! Don't bother me here. If you miss some movement, I won't blame me!" Aman said and lay down on the ground again, his ear touching the wall, but he couldn't help but suck him, but he didn't want to be seen by Lao Yang who was not leaving. He immediately said, "It's hot and sleepy, so I won't let you suck him!"

"Haha!" Yang Xiu looked at the a little angry little Aman, and immediately laughed and turned around and left.

"Hey, there is movement!" Aman finally calmed down and focused his attention on listening to the sounds around him. He liked this feeling very much, as if immersed in a huge calm pool. Every slight whirlwind was like ripples and ripples. Everyone spoke, everyone's heartbeat, and everyone's movement seemed to be unable to escape his ears.

However, the movements around him were filtered out directly. He listened to the movements under the ground with concentration. There were many rat tribes in the tribe, and the soldiers of this group of rat tribe were best at digging holes. In order to prevent these rat tribes from infiltration from the ground and destroying the giant thorn vines, Oman, who had ground listening skills, naturally became the vanguard of anti-submarine and was entrusted with important tasks.

Yang Xiu, who had just taken two steps, stopped immediately. Although Aman's voice was not loud, it was enough for him to hear it. He turned around and looked at Aman, but did not make a sound. Instead, he gestured to the people who were joking around. The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and Yang Xiu was also waiting for Aman to clearly distinguish.

After a few breaths, Aman raised his head and said to Yang Xiu: "Old Yang, there is a sound source under the ground, which seems to be digging a hole! It feels like a guy who looks a bit like a rat tribe, digging very quickly!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Xiu immediately stepped forward and patted Aman on the shoulder and said, "Good boy, come a few people, let's go dig the rat hole!"

Yang Ye didn't know what was going on on the ground. After opening the South No. 2 granary along the way, Yang Ye didn't delay at all and just dug a hole on a wall. However, Yang Ye didn't dare to dig up directly, for fear that the tribal orcs would be next to him when they emerged. Wouldn't it be delivered to the door? So after Yang Ye dug out the rock layer, he did not dig up and went horizontally.

But Yang Ye soon became depressed because there were always a few soul power fluctuations shaking above his head. These guys moved wherever he dug it. Obviously, this was not a coincidence. Obviously, the other party also had an exploratory soul master, and he was also discovered by the other party.

But what Yang Ye was very curious was that the few soul power sources that followed him were not very strong, and there were only a few. But there were a lot of soul power fluctuations in front of him, and they were lined up, very much like a line on the city wall. What should I do?

Yang Ye pondered, but after thinking for a while, Yang Ye decided to go to the ground. Although Yang Ye didn't know the specific situation on the ground, there were two groups of soul power fluctuations on the ground. One was horizontally arranged, with the soul power source very dense, and the area in the middle was empty. There were scattered soul power source fluctuations two or three hundred meters away. The further the distance, the more soul power fluctuations and the denser it was.

This situation seems to be a confrontation between the two sides. If the city wall is occupied by the tribe, the soul power fluctuations on it will not appear in a vacuum area. Thinking of this, Yang Ye began to dig into the ground. Even if he guessed that it was wrong, Yang Ye could deal with these people with weak soul power fluctuations.

"He's coming!" Aman jumped up from the ground, pointed to the open space on the side of a huge rock, and said.

When Yang Xiu heard this, he nodded to several mercenaries under his command. Several people pulled out their weapons and formed a circle. They just waited for the rats underground to show their heads, and then they went down with one sword, and they finished all the things.

"It's out!" Aman screamed in surprise, but Aman's reminder was still half a beat slower. Yang Ye jumped out of the ground and rushed out like a shell. The dust and ashes on the ground were immediately raised, which made Yang Xiu and the others suddenly fascinated. When Yang Ye jumped out of the ground, he quickly glanced at the movement around him. Seeing that the person surrounding him was someone, he immediately stopped.

The black flame clothes on his body were a little bit off, revealing his face. However, Yang Xiu, who was fascinated, did not tell whether Yang Ye was a human or a rat man. He stabbed him directly, but the sword was only penetrated into the black flame clothes.

"Stop, my own!" Yang Ye was killed, but he was not injured. However, he still activated the moonlight and flashed out of the siege of several people, and then shouted loudly.

Aman stood up from the ground and was scared by Yang Ye's breaking ground. At this moment, he saw that Yang Ye was a human being, but he sighed relieved: "Old Yang, he is his own person!"

"What kind of person is your own? Before you have confirmed your identity, who knows that he is not an orc. Don't you know the orc among the orcs? That's the same height as us, and it's hard to tell!"

Yang Ye's forehead was covered with black lines, and he let out a long sigh. He did not argue with these guys, but said, "Take me to see Lu Zhenyuan, the commander of the Storm Legion. I have something to do to find him!"

"Hmph, who are you? You open your mouth and look for Commander Lu. It's a gap. Maybe it's an assassin, so you'll catch it first!" A mercenary glanced at Yang Ye and concluded directly.

"Catch me, just you guys, don't joke. I really want to do it. How many times have you been dead? I don't have time to waste time with you here!" Yang Ye said, turning around and looking at the East City Gate, but seeing the green barrier, he gasped and said: "Wall of Thorns, grandma, isn't this a problem!"

Despite this, Yang Ye still bowed his knees, flashed the moon, and a cyclone under his feet raised dust. He was like a cannonball, and he rushed up with a howling sound and crashed into the wall of thorns.

Although the wall of thorns needs to be directed by someone, when no one is in command, the wall of thorns also responds slightly slower and not as neatly as it is. Yang Ye stepped on the giant thorn vine under his feet, and flashed for three consecutive months. As the giant thorn vine swayed and swayed, he found a crack, drilled through, rolled, and landed on the top of the city.

"So handsome, but this is not your backyard!" Before Yang Ye could stand firm, a strong voice came to his ears.

Yang Ye turned his head and glanced at the person who came. It was a middle-aged man with a general's aura. He was wearing black black armor, with a wide sword around his waist, a square face, thick eyebrows and thick lips, and his eyes were like an eagle and falcon. His soul power fluctuated very strongly, at least not what Yang Ye could compete with now.

"Don't do it, I've said it's my own people. Well, if you don't believe it, you can send someone a message to Commander Lu, or Nalan Bingyue, just say that I, Yang Ye, are here, and they will naturally come over. Then you will know whether it's true or not!" Yang Ye didn't plan to fight with this guy, and he would talk about it if he could fight, but he didn't want to waste time here.

Shen Tian said oh, and his hand that was holding the hilt of the sword paused for a moment. The sword that had been pulled out was inserted back into the scabbard again. He raised his thick eyebrows, but waved his hand and said, "Go, when you see Commander Lu, let him send someone who recognizes Yang Ye!"

Yang Ye saw that Shen Tian was not surprised at all. Then he thought about it. It seemed that no one had to know his identity. He touched his nose and felt a little embarrassed: "I don't want to do it, but it's a little hot, so I want to sit down there in the shade!" Yang Ye said, walking towards the corner of the wall, while Shen Tian and others looked at Yang Ye with great caution.

"Where are the people?" Before we met, we heard a crisp sound asking from a distance. After a while, the crowd around us was pushed away. Nalan Bingyue saw Yang Ye sitting under the battlement at a glance. She had a little excited expression, but after seeing Yang Ye, she suddenly became cold.

Like an iceberg, he walked up close with a frost on his face and kicked Yang Ye, and said fiercely: "You bastard, why are you still alive? You know that people are worried. Do you know how much trouble your behavior will cause to people? If you die, you will have to cause!"

As soon as Nalan Bingyue got angry, Yang Ye was also a little worried. After being beaten and kicked by Nalan Bingyue for a while, he finally seized the opportunity and hugged Nalan Bingyue in his arms: "I won't come back now, you are so cruel!"

Nalan Bingyue frowned and hummed, "Let go, let go of you this time!" Nalan Bingyue also came to her senses, but found that there were many people around her watching and hurriedly wanted to break free, but she didn't expect Yang Ye to hug her tightly, but instead she was hugged firmly.
Chapter completed!