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Chapter 1106 Great National Teacher

Liang Yong walked around outside the village and did not find any enemy. It seemed that he was just two lonely enemies. This place was located in a valley and was far from the enemy's camp. The gunshots could not be so far away, and did not alarm the enemy.

Turning back to the yard, Banjo had already removed the middle-aged man on the pillar, and they also knelt down to Liang Yong to thank him. Banjo introduced that their name was Banwang and Banhu, who were brothers, and Banwang was Banjo's adoptive father. Although they were rescued, there was no good news to Banjo. Their wife was arrested into the holy mountain two days ago, and the women in the village were almost completely arrested. Most of the men were also arrested.

The Banwang brothers took Bansha to hide in the nearby jungle a few days ago, and then escaped the pursuit. They didn't want to come back to visit their father Banmu today. They happened to be blocked by two soldiers who came to patrol, which almost caused a disaster.

"Child, we can't bear it anymore. These people are not from the Samya tribe. They are jackals from outside and are coming to eat us. If they don't resist, they will die!" The old man cried to everyone, with an excited expression. His wife, Banjo's godmother, had just been killed.

"Banjo, this is unusual. Not only the Golden Clan were killed, but now the Black Slave Clan and White Slave Clan have also been taken away in large numbers, and the people who took them away have not been seen back."

"There are also these people, although they are wearing our clothes, but they are foreigners."

"As the only descendant of the Golden Family, you should lead us to fight back at this time, otherwise our Principality of Samya will be over."

Ban Wang and the others also said angrily.

"Grandpa, dad, uncle, I am coming back this time to lead everyone to unite and overthrow the evil invaders. Don't worry, I am not back alone this time. And our great national teacher, Brother Chen Long, is the immortal sent by the gods to help us. Dozens of demons have been killed along the way." Banjo looked serious and formally introduced Liang Yong to everyone, as he already thought Liang Yong was Samya's national teacher.

"Ah! Master National Master, please accept my worship."

"Omnipotent National Master, save us!" Everyone knelt down again and kowtowed to Liang Yong.

Liang had a fever in his old face, but he was firm and honest and calmly accepted their worship. Now is not the time to be humble, and he needs to establish an invincible myth in the hearts of these people in order to unite these people and fight against powerful enemies together. In such an uncivilized place, it is indeed the easiest and most effective way to convince them in the name of the gods.

After accepting their worship, Liang Yong was no longer polite and immediately assigned tasks to ask Banwang Banhu to drag the enemy's body to bury. Lao Banmu went to contact the young and strong tribe members to discuss matters. Entering the holy mountain to save people requires a series of operations, and it is not possible to do without sufficient manpower.

Two hours later, more than a dozen young and strong men had gathered in the wooden house of Banwang, all of whom were trustworthy villagers nearby. During this period, they were also oppressed by the enemy, and many of their families were also captured. I heard that Liang Yong was going to lead everyone to the Holy Mountain to save people, so they were very excited and used wooden sticks to express their willingness to support.

Then Liang Yong divided them into two teams, selecting Ban Hu and two agile people to act with him, and the rest stayed here, and sent them weapons and ammunition, Ban Wang led them to train, and at the same time summoned more people to join to form Samya to rescue **. They had no combat mission yet, so they just needed to quickly pull the team up and wait for Liang Yong's next instructions.

That night, Liang Yong took out food from the peach blossom fan to let everyone eat and drink, and then took a detour to the beach. Everyone carried a fishing canoe, while Liang Yong and five others were all golden black night clothes. They planned to row a canoe and climb the holy mountain along the cliff to save people.

Ban Hu and others lived in the local area for many years and knew that a secret passage leading from a cliff to the top of the Holy Mountain. Although it was difficult, it allowed them to sneak in smoothly. Before leaving, Banjo drew a map of the Holy Mountain for Liang Yong based on his memory, which marked the general direction of the dungeon, so that Liang Yong had a clear mind.

At midnight, the five of them had already reached the holy mountain. The patrols here were still dense, but in Liang Yong's eyes, they were much looser outside. The patrolers here were all local militias, and the lack of training was far worse than the mercenaries. Banjo led everyone to explore the hall for a while, but he couldn't find the entrance to the dungeon. He suggested anxiously: "Brother of the National Master, why would you arrest two people to question?" Since he called Liang Yong in front of his tribe members, he also changed his words when he called Liang Yong.

"No! This will alarm the snake." Liang Yong shook his head and refused. There were thousands of people imprisoned here, and most of them were seriously ill, so he could not save them unknowingly. Although he came here, the struggle with the enemy was a long-term process, and he could not reveal his identity so quickly.

"But the dungeon entrance cannot be found..." Banjo said worriedly.

"Follow me." Liang Yong's calm command, the spiritual consciousness was searched piece by piece. Banjo had pointed out the approximate location of the dungeon, so the search area with spiritual consciousness would be much smaller. Sure enough, after turning a few halls, Liang Yong sensed an abnormal situation under his feet, there were underground caves and were very popular.

The dungeon was just under your feet. After a while, Liang Yong discovered the entrance of the dungeon, but it was not easy for heavy troops to get in. Besides, he didn't want to enter through the entrance. What he was looking for was the vent of the dungeon. Liang Yong learned hole-drawing techniques from Zhuoshi, and is now an expert in hole-drawing. After finding a vent in the rockery in the courtyard, Liang Yong stopped and told everyone: "Now everyone will disperse and act according to our prior plan. Everyone will be responsible for their own part and keep in touch at any time."

"Yes." Banjo and others nodded.

Liang Yong instructed again: "Can the radio I gave you use? Try again."

Then a very small sound of hiding sound rang in everyone's ears, and they all dispersed around. They wanted to disguise themselves and sneak into the holy mountain to investigate and find out the details of the enemy.

After everyone left, Liang took out tools to remove the fence of the vent, widened the entrance a few centimeters, shrank and drilled in. The ventilation duct was very uneven, and the beam had to slide down and widen it. After falling for more than ten meters, it finally opened up. In front of him was a horizontal tunnel with thick dust on it. God knows that it had not been cleaned for many years.

Suddenly, Liang Yong heard a voice below: "There are a few more dead today at Hole No. 10, and it's stinking. I have to find someone to clean it up tomorrow, otherwise everyone there will die." A duck-like voice said.

"It's up to us to deliver food and pick up corpses every day, so we can get busy there." Another voice complained.

"Hey, what's the point? It would be nice if we didn't lock us up as prisoners." The male duck sighed.

"It is said that they are treating them. God knows what medicine they are injected. If they don't treat it, they can survive. They die faster after the injection. Hey, do you see that something is wrong with those soldiers on patrol. They are like zombies. They only know how to patrol all day long. They used to curse people, but now they have gone... "

"Stop talking, the more you talk, the scarier it becomes. If you look for an opportunity, just run down the mountain quickly!"

"Ah... you can't say this nonsense. When they hear it, we are all dead."

"You are my biological brother, I will say that, and I will not say that to others..."
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