hell hunter

The matter in court came to an end, and Wang Mo was released from death row. The official really recommended him, and someone will summon him tomorrow. He no longer needs to live in a refugee shelter, but has moved into the Juxian Hall.

The first crisis after entering the battlefield was safely passed, but this was only a small beginning.

"There are quite a lot of people!" Wang Mo opened the wooden window and looked outside. It was obvious that many people were watching him. They must be people sent by Mustache. Wang Mo decided to wait and see what happens and wait until he sees the recommendation tomorrow.

people then make the decision.

"Prime Minister!" Mustache saw the old man who looked like a god again, and continued to complain with a cunning face, "Although the five spies have been brought to justice, Wang Mo is still suspicious, so we'd better not appoint them!"

"I heard about him. Those five were just bewitched, and Wang Mo was just the target of being framed!" The old man did not believe Mustache this time, but handed the recommendation to him, "You can handle it tomorrow.

Regarding Wang Mo, give him a reasonable trial and report to me after you get the results!"

"Yes!" After hearing this mission, Xiaozhu no longer insisted on Wang Mo's guilt and retreated.

"Come out!" After seeing the mustache retreat, the old man suddenly shouted. An old man bowed respectfully and walked up to him, knelt down and began to salute.

If we were here, we would definitely exclaim, "Isn't this the old village chief..."

"Senior, it's like this..." The old village chief told the old man everything, but when he heard that this was just a battlefield projection, the old man didn't seem to be surprised. The old village chief finally asked, "You

You must find the unknown enemy, otherwise your descendants will suffer."

The old man did not speak, but counted with his fingers, and looked at the old village chief and said, "There should be one named Yao Jun, who is in Chaoge City now, and the other one is Wang Mo." Then he said, "The two enemies can also be counted.

It's out, but I can't take the initiative to restrict it too much, and there are many mysteries in it, which are hard to explain."

"What do you mean?" The old village chief didn't understand what the old man said.

"Just stay here for now and see what the result will be, and you will understand!" The old man left the village director directly without saying anything more.

Nothing seemed to have happened. The next day, Wang Mo welcomed Mustache. When the two parties met, they still followed the rules of the game and did not break the proper etiquette. Wang Mo took the initiative to ask, "What are you doing here?"

"It's a good thing that your recommendation has been responded to!" Mustache's eyes were gleaming, and there was nothing good to say at first glance. "The above will give you a team of a hundred people, and you will lead it to exterminate the bandits a hundred miles southeast.

, those are all deserters from the Shang and Zhou Dynasties." Lulv Huzi said, "If you can make a triumphant return, then you will have successfully entered the camp of the Great Zhou Dynasty."

"Where is the hundred-man team?" After hearing this, Wang Mo wondered how good the conditions would be, so he had to ask clearly.

"Follow me!" Mustache took Wang Mo to the refugee camp again, pointing to the emaciated refugee camp inside, "This is your team of a hundred people, you must make good use of it."

"You..." Wang Mo wanted to get angry, but he suppressed it forcibly, and asked in an official tone, "There should be some supplies or food, right?"

"Not only are there no supplies, but a military order must be issued!" Mustache said, stroking his beard and turning to leave. "If the task cannot be completed within ten days, we will engage in military law."

"What a good condition!" Wang Mo became anxious after hearing this. This was tantamount to asking him and the refugees to die. "I will definitely report the situation here. Xiqi, who has always been known for his benevolence and righteousness, treats the refugees like this. Look at the end. How will it be handled?"

The two sides were in a stalemate, neither of them willing to take a step back. This was not a simple quarrel between two people, but a battle between life and death. Suddenly Wang Mo said, "Shang Guan, why don't we compete here to see who wins?" Who do you listen to?"

"I think you can!" A thick voice came to the two of them from far away. This man was a sturdy red-faced man, wearing heavy armor. His super soul power was like a sun, even if he was suppressed, he would still be able to let go. Both of them were afraid.

"I am Huang Feihu, Prime Minister, let me take a look at the situation here." Huang Feihu looked at both parties with wide eyes. He roughly knew the whole story, but did not know the true identities of both parties.

"General, let the little people make the decision!" Wang Mo was the first to cry. He finally understood the truth. A child who can cry has milk to drink. Then he told what happened just now, especially the disregard for the life and death of the refugees. question.

"General, this was all promised by him in advance. I didn't force him." Mustache was still arguing. He didn't want to confront Huang Feihu, whose strength was at the ceiling level.

"As a compromise plan, the refugees should still be led by Wang Mo, but supplies and ordnance must be kept. The ten-day deadline can be relaxed appropriately. How about that?" Huang Feihu was obviously helping Wang Mo. He looked around at the two people.

"Everything is up to you, but Wang Mo still has to issue a military order." Mustache was still insisting at this moment, not wanting to miss this opportunity to kill someone with a borrowed knife.

"I will issue a military order within twenty days. If the task cannot be completed, I will give you a satisfactory explanation!" Wang Mo stared at the mustache and sat down to make a promise and pressed his fingerprints, and then suddenly asked a question, "If I succeed, are you willing to compete with me? You shouldn't refuse anymore!"

"Okay..." Xiaozhu didn't expect that Wang Mo had a backup plan, but he had to agree at this moment, and he was confident that he could get rid of Wang Mo, this difficult enemy.

"Waiting for your good news!" Mustache said with a smile as he said goodbye and left. All his ideas had been realized, and it was expected that Wang Mo would be unable to recover.

"Do you know what a refugee is?" Huang Feihu looked at Wang Mo and asked.

"They are some suffering people." Wang Mo answered Huang Feihu's question honestly, but with his special understanding, "But these people may have been talents before they suffered, so they cannot be underestimated!"

"Okay, I wish you success!" After Huang Feihu said that, he turned around and left. The only people left in the refugee center were a bunch of refugees watching the fun and Wang Mo himself.

"Sir, I am willing to join your team. I was a good hunter before!" A strong man stood up first and recommended himself to Wang Mo.

"You hear it clearly, everyone also hears it clearly." Wang Mo had a leadership style at this time, and his tone of voice had considerable appeal, "It is impossible for a team composed entirely of us to have high combat effectiveness. There will definitely be people on the battlefield. Casualties." After a pause, "If you stay here, there may be a safe resettlement plan."

"In these troubled times, only through military service can we win a stable family fortune for our family." The hunter just now shouted loudly, and it seemed that he had made up his mind.

"Sign up if you are not afraid of death. Those who come in must be prepared to die. In addition, they must obey my arrangements, otherwise they will be executed!" Wang Mo's tone was unquestionable, and his cold eyes directly persuaded a group of people to retreat.

After Wang Mo's explanation, the number of registrations was much less than before. However, it was all completed two hours later, and a team of 100 people was formed by refugees. Almost all of them were hunters or escorts with some basic knowledge. Only

A teacher inexplicably reported his name, and Wang Mo also had arrangements for this teacher.

"Three people form a group, three groups form a small team, three small groups form a squadron, and ten squadrons form a large group, a total of ninety people. The other nine people are investigators, which is the most dangerous position." Wang Mo gave everyone

The person told the team distribution situation and directly assigned the composition of each team.

"Sir, what should I do?" The old gentleman found Wang Mo, patted his chest and said, "I can also go into battle to kill the enemy. Give me a position."

"As a military advisor, I will tell you about the tactics and practice techniques I know. You will be responsible for copying them and giving them to everyone. You will also record everyone's merits and mistakes. There will also be some follow-up work. Your job is very important.

Heavy work!" Wang Mo gave the old man a job. Although he didn't understand it very well, he was still very happy.

The Refugee Hundred Team was officially established today. The first task was to receive equipment and food. This was a kind of recognition and encouragement to everyone. Wang Mo also paid special attention to this matter. He led everyone deliberately through the bustling streets and took a long detour.

When they arrived at the armory, after explaining the situation, the guards led them to the most remote warehouse.

"Go in and take whatever you can use!" The guard was obviously not very enthusiastic. Wang Mo also felt a cold aura. It must be the Son of Darkness who is causing trouble again.

When I entered the warehouse, I saw that it was indeed the case. This was simply an old warehouse. Everything in it was discarded, either broken armor or weapons. It would still be a refugee if I walked out, and it looked like an army about to fight.

Everyone who came in immediately became angry, staring at the guard guarding the door. But they suddenly stopped midway, and collectively looked at the silent Wang Mo behind them. Now they must get used to being controlled by others, this is prohibited by the law.

The army.

"Find the best things to wear, walk through the busiest street, and then receive twenty days' rations." Wang Mo's voice was cold and murderous. He was obviously angry, but he still didn't get angry on the spot.

More than an hour later, a group of soldiers who appeared to be wearing shabby military uniforms passed through the city, but they looked as arrogant as generals. This also alarmed many people onlookers, and the news reached Huang Feihu's ears.

"Prime Minister, do you think Wang Mo is getting too big? This is tantamount to slandering the reputation of our army!" Huang Feihu was worried about his own morale, so he went to the Prime Minister to inform him.

"If he loses this time, it may really shake the morale of the army, but what if he wins with such equipment?" The prime minister said to Huang Feihu with a smile, "Let's watch the battle report in twenty days."

Wang Mo led a group of hundreds of people to another military ration warehouse. Unsurprisingly, the rations distributed were all moldy and spoiled. This aroused everyone's anger, and at the same time awakened their self-esteem. This was also the case for Wang Mo.

The desired results were obtained, but this also caused extreme difficulties.

"Does anyone know the nearest bandit stronghold?" After receiving all the supplies, Wang Mo was not ready to return to the camp because they did not have a camp of their own, so he asked an unrelated question.

"There are so many bandits. On any mountain, there is a living bandit alive." The first hunter stepped forward and answered.

"Fight with war, practice with war, let's go!" Wang Mo then decided to feed with war, and drove out of Xiqi City in a high-profile manner.