Lin Baici turned around.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

Several arrows were stabbed on the wild party.

The dead spots on his face were rapidly expanding, like birthmarks.

【Stop looking, there is no help!】

【Inhaling corpse poisoning and dying, the respiratory system will quickly fail in a short period of time.】

‘Is the fog on this battlefield dead?’

Lin Baici asked.

In fact, there is no need for the answer from the Ghouji, he already has the answer.

Because many of these dead energy are emitted after the decay is rotten.

【Yes, so for up to six hours, you either kill that general or catch a scout and let it take you out!】

‘Can you still catch the scout?’

Lin Baici's eyes moved: "What does the scout look like?"

The god of ghoul did not respond.

"Qingqiu, Aili, which country's soldiers are these?"

Lin Baici didn't know much about the Warring States Period, so he has watched several related movies, but the costume props are not necessarily restored according to history.

Lin Baici can only ask these two.

Gu alumni is very knowledgeable, but Ali Jiang is a hobby, so maybe they are all involved.

"Looking at the outfit, I look like a soldier from Zhao State."

Gu Qingqiu has been to the museum and read some historical materials: "What's wrong?"

"Do you know what the scouts of this legion look like?"

Lin Baici felt that scouts should have all horses, so they can start from this aspect!
Chapter completed!