1310: C1310 Discipline!

C1310 Discipline!

At this point, the hook nose's heart was already in his throat, and he had underestimated the harsh environment of Green Snake Ridge.

"Chief, the situation is worse than we imagined. If there really is an ambush here, the consequences will be unimaginable. Now that we have just entered, there is still time to retreat!"

A deputy said worriedly, "We are not afraid of ten thousand, but what if!"

The hooked nose also frowned. After pondering for a while, he decisively said, "The plan will not change. Continue to pass through Green Snake Ridge!"

The lieutenants thought to himself, "Leader, please think about it. In such an environment, if an accident happens, we will not be able to withstand it at all!"

Hook nose could understand the deputy's concerns. As the commander of the Black Dragon Guards, he naturally knew the seriousness of the matter.

However, he naturally had his ways. The core problem of this matter was whether there was an ambush ahead. As long as he solved this doubt, even if he moved a little slower, it would save him a lot of time compared to taking a detour.

"Immediately count up a team of twenty elites!"

The hooked nose quickly had an idea and quickly gave the order.

"Yes!"

After the deputy received the order, he quickly selected twenty elites from the various battalions. They were all excellent in both physical strength and combat strength.

The hawk-nosed man said to the twenty men, "Now, I order you twenty to be the vanguard. You will be in charge of leading the way."

"Remember, each of you must cut down a tree. Then drag the tree forward and try to create a disturbance along the way. The bigger the better. After passing through Green Snake Ridge, ... I'll give each of you three levels!"

The twenty elites' blood boiled when they heard this. This was because this mission was not difficult for them, but the rewards were so generous.

"This subordinate accepts the order!"

The twenty men replied in unison, and then quickly began to move, as if they were worried that the hooked nose would change his mind at any time.

"Chief, what are you doing?"

The deputy general beside him looked puzzled.

The hooked nose only looked forward and smiled without saying anything. He did not directly answer the other party's question. Instead, he calmly said, "Pass on my order. Rest here for fifteen minutes before setting off."

"This..."

The deputy general had a puzzled expression. A restricted area like this militarists naturally had to be traversed as quickly as possible. How did they reorganize and reorganize?

Just as he was feeling puzzled over this, a light suddenly flashed in his mind. He suddenly thought of something and was immediately overjoyed. He said to the hooked nose with incomparable admiration, "Leader, your intelligence is unfathomable. This subordinate admires you!"

At this time, on the side of the middle of Green Snake Ridge, a dense forest covered this place tightly as if it was wrapped in a thick blanket.

The weather tonight was exceptionally calm. There was no wind and it was May. This place, which usually did not have a shadow of a person even during the day, suddenly seemed to have been pressed with a button.

However, if there was a high-powered searchlight at this time, one would discover that the dense vegetation was actually densely packed with people!

Santo and Imp Zaar's troops had arrived here 20 minutes ago and ordered the entire army to remain silent. They were not allowed to make any noise or make any noise. Even if they were in an internal emergency, they could only be pulled to their crotches. Anyone who disobeyed the order would be killed on the spot.

At the beginning, a deputy general had just laid on the ground for a short while before a poisonous snake crawled up in front of him.

That lieutenants conveniently caught the poisonous snake and pressed it to the ground.

This was a very common thing, but Santo didn't say anything. He pulled out his knife and chopped off the lieutenant's head with a wave of his hand.

Everyone was stunned!

That deputy was an elder of the Santo tribe. He had grown up with little Santo since he was young and had always been by little Santo's side. He was definitely a trusted aide of little Santo.1

However, he was killed on the spot after making such a small mistake!

At the same time, everyone did not dare to move anymore. Regardless of whether it was mosquito bites or poisonous snakes crawling over their bodies, everyone remained motionless like a statue. Even their breathing was very careful.

Because since Little Santo could even kill his deputy without any hesitation, let alone others!

In the midst of everyone's fear, many people thought that Little Santo was too cold-blooded. He had killed his trusted aide who had grown up with him in such a small matter. He was simply heartless.

Little Santo also appeared very calm. His expression was very calm, as if nothing had happened.

However, no one knew the pain in his heart at this moment.

The deputy was about the same age as him. He had been his servant since he was young. The two of them played together and grew up together. They were called master and servant, but in reality, they were more like brothers.

When everyone ignored little Santo and regarded him as trash, only the deputy did not leave him.

Later, little Santo started implementing his rebellion plan, and the deputy even made great contributions.

How could little Santo not feel heartache over such a person?

But he had no choice.

He knew very well what this ambush meant.

It was a battle that could only be won and not lost. If the mission failed... Not only would it make it impossible for all of them to return, but they would also let the other party go. If they sent reinforcements to the Wild Wolves in time, Black Hawk would also be faced with a devastating blow.

This time, there absolutely could not be any mishaps. The few temporarily assembled troops that he led were not some very strict elite warriors.

A very important factor in the strength of a team was discipline.

Since ancient times, those famous teams, without exception, all had the characteristics of being extremely disciplined.

Little Santo was very clear in his heart that the troops he led were still far from the requirements of the true elites.

Hence, he could only use the most ruthless and direct method to completely shock these people, to ensure the success of this ambush.

Little Santo understood this principle when a general succeeds in tens of thousands of bones withering.

Ever since the moment he started fighting the Red Shirt Sect, he knew that he would definitely face all kinds of losses. This was unavoidable.

No matter how painful or pained his heart was, he had to grit his teeth and stick to his principles!

Soon, a faint rumbling sound came from below the valley.

The sound was getting closer and closer, mixed with the sound of frolicking and loud noises.

Everyone's nerves instantly tensed up!

It's coming!

Everyone gripped the weapons in their hands tightly, ready to attack at any time!

The archers and javelin throwers, as well as the teams responsible for pushing the stones down, were ready. The arrows were loaded and the javelins were tightly gripped, waiting for Santo's command!

At the same time, little Santo's eyes gradually became cold. He held the long saber in his hand tightly and counted in his heart: Three, two, one!

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