Dual Transmigration: Starting from being captured and brought to the Hehuan Sect!

He put down his teacup, frowned, and asked:

What was that sound?

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a sharp whistling sound ripped through the night sky, followed by a burst of orange-red flames erupting at the edge of the camp.

The blast wave blew a tent off its roof, scattering rags and dirt like raindrops. A dull tremor ran through the ground, and several warhorses tied outside the tent reared up, neighing and breaking their reins as they galloped wildly through the camp.

"Enemy attack!"

Enemy attack!

The soldiers outside the tents began to scream.

A sharp whistling sound rang out in succession as a second and third bomb fell from the sky, directly hitting a supply depot in the center of the camp. The gunpowder barrels stored there were detonated, causing a violent secondary explosion.

The entire camp was illuminated as if it were daytime, thick smoke billowed into the sky, and splinters of wood and mud were scattered everywhere by the blast wave. Screams, horse neighs, and explosions mingled together.

Several commanders and their deputy generals, who were discussing military matters, rushed out of the tent. Before they could disperse, a dark figure fell from the sky and crashed into the middle of them.

With a deafening roar, shrapnel flew everywhere, and several officers were thrown to the ground on the spot. Some had half their heads sliced ​​off by shrapnel, and their brains and blood splattered all over those around them.

Another commander lost a leg in the explosion and lay in a pool of blood, howling in agony. His personal guards frantically tried to drag him away, but halfway there they found he had already died.

Cheng Qian was tackled to the ground by his personal guards, thus saving his life.

He lay on the ground, the night sky above him flickering between light and shadow from the explosion.

The buzzing sound drew closer again, and through the blazing firelight, he finally saw the monster hovering in the night sky.

A black iron bird, its rotors roaring, its bomb racks gleaming coldly in the firelight.

He had never seen such a weapon before.

In his mind, war was all about swords, spears, halberds, bows, crossbows, and arrows, at most the superior firearms that Lin Mo possessed!

But what was pouring down on his head at that moment was not arrows, but a thunderstorm descending from the sky.

Fear poured over him like ice water; his fingers dug into the soil, and he froze on the spot.

Just as he was stunned, the Gatling guns on the helicopter opened fire.

The gun barrel was constantly spitting out blue light.

The sound of clattering could not be heard incessantly.

The person hit by the Gatling gun was instantly cut in two.

In an instant, the surrounding area transformed into a living hell!

"My lord! My lord! Let's go!"

The guards dragged Cheng Qian up from the ground and escorted him as they ran wildly toward the woods behind the camp.

Cheng Qian, after all, possessed martial arts skills, and coupled with his habit of wearing tight-fitting clothes, he did not stand out in the group.

This is why he didn't become a primary target of helicopter surveillance.

The bombing and machine gun fire lasted for about fifteen minutes.

As the hum of the rotors faded into the distance, all that remained in the camp were charred shell craters, scattered corpses, and burning tents.

The destroyed supply wagon was still burning fiercely, and the acrid smoke from the exploding gunpowder barrels mixed with the smell of blood lingered in the night wind for a long time.

Cheng Qian arrived at a high point, stood under a tree, and looked at the still-burning camp, his face turning ashen with anger!

At daybreak, the surviving soldiers began clearing the camp, collecting the corpses, and reorganizing the scattered troops.

The disaster that struck from the sky last night left them shaken; fear and bewilderment were written all over their faces.

A surviving lieutenant approached Cheng Qian and whispered a report on the previous night's losses: "Sir! Last night's night raid destroyed most of our supplies, and more than half of our lieutenants were killed. Morale has completely collapsed. Perhaps..."

"Why don't we retreat to Hezhou City to rest and regroup, and then discuss this further?"

Cheng Qian listened to the report blankly without saying a word, only staring in the direction of Cangwu County, a look of confusion appearing in his eyes for the first time.

He suddenly realized that the enemy he was facing was not the kind of opponent he had imagined.

What Lin Mo held in his hand was a power that he could not comprehend at all.

Before he even saw the city walls of Cangwu County, his 50,000-strong army had already been utterly routed by the bombs.

After a long while, Cheng Qian seemed to have lost all his strength, and he looked a bit older. He slowly spoke:

"Order...the entire army to retreat to Hezhou."

"grown ups!

We still have over 40,000 men; we can fight again!

Another lieutenant was still unwilling to give up, so he knelt down and asked to fight.

Cheng Qian slowly turned his head, staring at the lieutenant, his eyes bloodshot:

"Another battle?"

Before you could even catch a glimpse of the enemy, most of them were killed and your supplies were destroyed.

Keep going forward, the next one to be blown to pieces...

It's you.

That's me.

withdraw!"

News of the army's breakout quickly reached the Lianhai County government.

Lin Mo frowned slightly after listening to Zhou Ping's report.

Cheng Qian is still alive.

Although the helicopter airstrikes killed many generals, the instigator was incredibly resilient.

Leaning back in his chair, he tapped his fingers lightly on the table a few times, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. Did the person who messed with him think they could get away unscathed?

There's no such thing as a free lunch.

"The helicopter will fly again tonight, heading to the prefectural government office in Hezhou."

Cheng Qian must die.

That night, the roar of rotors echoed once again over Hezhou City.

Cheng Qian had just returned to the prefectural government office. The shock and exhaustion of the past few days had left him mentally and physically drained. He was about to rest in his study when he suddenly heard that voice that made his soul fly away.

He almost instinctively sprang out of bed, rushing out of the room barefoot without even putting on his official boots.

Several guards also heard the commotion and ran out of their rooms, their faces showing the same fear.

Cheng Qian looked up at the night sky and vaguely saw the black iron bird flying towards the yamen.

Without hesitation, he roared and ordered everyone to evacuate the government office. Then, with his hair disheveled, he ran wildly out of the government office, followed by a group of disheveled personal guards.

They had barely run a hundred steps out of the government office when a deafening explosion came from behind them.

The prefectural government office was hit directly by several bombs. The roof was blown off, and the crossbeams crashed down, collapsing half of the main hall. Debris and dirt rained down on their backs.

Cheng Qian was thrown into a roadside ditch by the blast wave. He got up covered in mud, looked at the sea of ​​fire behind him, his legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground.

He was trembling all over, whether from the cold or from fear, it was hard to tell.

My teeth were chattering, and only one thought remained in my mind!

I can't stay in Hezhou any longer.

If Lin Mo can send an iron bird to bomb him once, he can send one a second or third.

I'll die here sooner or later.

He left the city overnight with a few close followers, heading towards the Hehuan Sect.

The next morning, Lin Mo received a telegram from a scout in Hezhou.

The Hezhou Prefectural Government Office was successfully bombed, but Cheng Qian went missing and no body was found.

Lin Mo put down the telegram; that old fox ran away quickly.

However, even if the monk can run away, the temple can't. Although Cheng Qian has escaped, the revenge against the Yue family is not yet over.

He summoned Long Qingxue and instructed her to publish a headline article in the Lianhai Daily in the name of the Lianhai County Government.

At the same time, helicopters were used to distribute the newspapers to Ha Chau Prefecture and all surrounding prefectures and counties.

The content of the articles on Toutiao is very simple.

Lianhai County holds a controlling stake in Yuejia Trading Company, which is a business partner of Lianhai County.