The square was very large, over a hundred meters long and wide, with two main roads in the front and back, surrounded by courtyards and houses, and a temporary shed in the center.

Lin Wen quickly brought some miscellaneous items to block the road, piled a large number of bodies at the intersection, and assumed a shooting posture.

He casually tore off a piece of cloth, crumpled it into a circle, and placed it in the center of the bodies as the carrier for the "Paper Moon Hanging" spell.

Then he activated the spell, using some fleshy-colored light and shadow effects to cover them, and then stuffed in a few guns, making it look like a pile of people shooting from behind cover.

Unfortunately, the spell's range was only two meters, otherwise Lin Wen could have disguised a whole army.

He then activated the "Thousand-Mile Sound Transmission" spell, which could transmit the sound around him to a designated location.

Lin Wen set the sound transmission point right here.

This way, when he fired, there would also be gunshots coming from this pile of bodies, completing the disguise.

Others would see a pile of bodies shooting from behind cover, and Lin Wen would shoot a few more from the side, engaging in a back-and-forth with the bodies.

At this point, there were already people peering at the end of the road, and several bright lights shone over. Lin Wen raised his hand and fired three shots, and the searchlights went out.

"The enemy is here!"

"They're in the square!"

"They don't have many people, at most a few dozen."

The information spread layer by layer, and thousands of figures surged up, rushing towards the central square.

Lin Wen leaped lightly onto the roof, not firing anything, but first took out all the lighting.

But soon, someone launched a flare, and Lin Wen's figure was suddenly illuminated.

"He's over there!"

"Get him!"

A series of alarms from "No Colorful Phoenix" came one after another, and Lin Wen rolled off the roof, engaging in a fierce gun battle with them from behind cover.

With roads to the east and west, Lin Wen ran back and forth, constantly using smoke grenades and hand grenades to stop their advance.

The gunfire was intense, the explosions continuous, and the battlefield shrouded in smoke, making it impossible to discern how many enemies there were for a while.

The leader of the "Guardian Brigade," Xu Chaogong, was a little frightened. As soon as his brothers showed their heads, they died, and the enemy lying in a group looked strange no matter how you looked at it. Clearly, they had been hit by many bullets, but there was no reaction at all.

He called the chairman and vice-chairman's pagers dozens of times, but there was no response, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.

Helpless, he could only meet with several other brigade leaders, and they all agreed that the losses from a strong attack were too great, so they would wait until dawn to fight again.

This remote location had no wireless communication base station, only landline phones. They quickly sent someone to find a phone and report the situation to the military.

They couldn't afford to take on this responsibility now.

Lin Wen felt that the enemy's attack had stopped, and even with spells, he couldn't make bullets turn and hit the enemies who were not coming out of hiding.

He took out a satellite phone and saw that there were already hundreds of missed calls.

Just then, another call came in, from Qin Luoshuang's number.

As soon as Lin Wen answered, he heard an almost screaming voice: "Lin Wen!"

"It's me."

"Where did you go?" the voice on the phone was both angry and anxious, "Why didn't you stay with us? Why didn't you tell us?"

"I didn't say I would stay with you."

"What are you doing alone?" the voice inside became anxious and stern, "Do bullets on the battlefield have eyes? No matter how good your skills are, you can't dodge them all. You're not a Dragon Group special agent. From now on, you are not allowed to leave my sight!"

Lin Wen scratched the back of his head and activated the Seven Apertures Exquisite Heart, which said, "Shuang, come and save me quickly, I'm surrounded by the enemy! There are thousands of them, I can't hold on!"

Crack, something seemed to break on the other end.

"You, you're still trying to fool me at this time, what's going on?"

Lin Wen turned off the Seven Apertures Exquisite Heart, briefly explained the situation, filtering out some unnecessary details and making some modifications to some unreasonable parts.

Sure enough, Qin Luoshuang didn't delve deeper, just said anxiously, "You must hide well, don't try to fight hard, we'll be there in about an hour."

Lin Wen replied, "Okay, I'll hold them here, you come and eliminate them as soon as possible."

After that, he hung up the phone.

He picked up his gun and jumped onto the roof. People had already approached from all sides. They had originally wanted to completely surround the square without anyone noticing, but they didn't expect someone to have X-ray vision.

Inside the house, on the roof, behind the wall, in the well, in the haystack, no matter where they were hiding, it was either a bullet or a sword.

Lin Wen held a gun in one hand, a sword in the other, and wore a large cloak. If he also had a Victorian-style hunter's hat, long boots, a leather jacket, and trousers, he would be a standard Van Helsing.

Soon, the people on both sides were all dead, and the enemies at the intersection no longer attacked.

Lin Wen felt a little bored, so he collected bullets on the battlefield, occasionally shooting a few unlucky ones who showed their heads. About thirty minutes later, a faint light appeared on the horizon, and the sky gradually brightened.

The battlefield was filled with a faint smell of gunpowder, mixed in with the thin morning mist.

As if receiving some kind of command, the enemy began a general attack, throwing smoke grenades, hand grenades, and flashbangs, and launching a fierce barrage of gunfire. The sound of machine guns echoed through the sky of the county town.

A large number of commandos launched a charge against the obstacles.

Lin Wen unleashed all his firepower, throwing out all the hand grenades and smoke grenades on him, but still couldn't stop the enemy's advance. The pile of bodies at the intersection was blown to pieces, leaving only false illusions and hollow gunfire echoing in the air.

"Damn it, it's an illusion!"

"Brothers, charge! There are hardly any people inside!"

Enemies were pouring in from all directions, on the walls, on the rooftops, everywhere.The firepower suppression had reached its peak, and Lin Wen could hardly show his face. The "No Colorful Phoenix" was constantly alerting him, as stray bullets were too numerous on the battlefield, greatly limiting the effectiveness of his skating shoes.

Without the "Qi Banishing Divine Power" to shield against ordinary bullets and stray shots, it was truly inconvenient.

When the gunfire became dense to a certain extent, the "Agility of the Spirit Cat" couldn't keep up, and the "No Colorful Phoenix" was overwhelmed with alerts, making it impossible to dodge in time.

Lin Wen retracted the "Paper Moon in the Sky" and formed a new paper moon, then unleashed a barrage of infinite flash grenades.

But this time, he achieved only a minor victory. As soon as they retreated back to their cover, they put on anti-flash goggles or sunglasses, and after a brief pause, the assault resumed.

Lin Wen held an assault rifle in one hand and a spray gun in the other, firing and spraying simultaneously, but with only two guns, no matter how many illusions he created, they caused no harm and couldn't stop the enemy's advance.

Soon, the "Jingwei Troop" broke through the intersection, spreading out their forces, followed by the "Aimin Troop" and the "Renyi Troop" charging in.

However, the square was littered with corpses, none of which seemed to belong to the enemy.

"What's going on?"

Several troop leaders gathered together, sending soldiers to search while discussing the situation.

"Where have the people gone? Could they have been turned into mincemeat?"

"Maybe they're mixed in with these corpses."

But soon, they discovered that these corpses were all confidants of the guild leader Wu Zhihui, and even the bodies of guild leader Wu Zhihui and vice guild leader Zhang Xiaolin were found.

These two bodies were riddled with holes, but upon closer inspection, it was clear they were killed by their own people.

Everyone looked at each other, unsure of what to do next, when a communications officer came running over with a phone, shouting, "The Governor is calling."

Among the leaders present, Xu Chaogong of the "Jingwei Troop" held the highest rank. He immediately stood up, respectfully dusted off his sleeves, and bent over to answer the phone with both hands.

"Governor, greetings."

"Xu Chaogong, what's the situation? Have the bandits in Changshan County been eradicated?"

"Reporting to the Governor, we have successfully eradicated them. The enemy was beaten into a hasty retreat, leaving a field of corpses, their faces ashen. After a fierce battle, at the cost of several hundred of our men, we eliminated over five thousand bandits. Unfortunately, guild leader Wu Zhihui and vice guild leader Zhang Xiaolin fought bravely but were tragically killed."

"Good, very good." The voice on the phone sounded extremely pleased, laughing, "Finally, some good news. Clean up the battlefield immediately, write up the battle report and submit it. No falsifications allowed, all evidence must be complete. I want to thoroughly discredit that insolent brat from Changshan County, and then I'll take the matter to the imperial headquarters."

"Xu Chaogong, keep up the good work. You have a promising future."

"Thank you, Governor. I will spare no effort and diligently study, never failing to meet your expectations."

Click, the phone call ended.

The other troop leaders looked at Xu Chaogong with disapproval.

"Xu the big mouth, you're spouting nonsense. How are we going to explain this later?"

"Five thousand enemies? Where are you going to find five thousand people for me?"

"What if the Governor blames us? Can you withstand it?"

"You're deceiving the Governor! I'm going to report you!"

"Shut up!" Xu Chaogong shouted angrily, "A bunch of idiots, the battle has come to this, and you have the nerve to speak? The guild leader and vice guild leader are dead, the enemy has vanished, and even the rebels we had finally captured have escaped."

"So many brothers have died, do you think there will be any good outcome if the Governor gets angry? He might just chop you all down!"

The troop leaders turned pale, knowing he was right.

"But..." one leader said, "How am I supposed to explain this? Let's forget the rest, but where do we find these five thousand bandits? And if we do find them, can we even defeat them?"

Xu Chaogong's face darkened as he lowered his voice and said:

"There are still over five thousand people at the west end of the county who haven't fled. Those rebels wanted to send everyone away, but they didn't have enough time. When I came with the guild leader, I heard them say that these five thousand should be added to our battle honors."

The troop leaders fell silent, their expressions fluctuating.

After a moment, one spoke up, "But, five thousand people, if they resist, we'll also suffer losses, and it'll waste a lot of bullets."

Xu Chaogong looked at him with contempt, "Are you an idiot? Can't you lure them to an open field outside the town? Our brothers can set up machine guns, and it'll be over in a few bursts. After killing them, set a fire, and no one will be able to tell."

"But what if someone finds out?"

Xu Chaogong sneered, "Who would come to this godforsaken place? If someone asks why the townspeople are missing, isn't it simple? Tell them they were kidnapped by Changshan County and killed."

"They've also deceived quite a few people to go back, haven't they? Just pin it on them."

"But..." the man still hesitated.

"Enough with the 'buts'." Xu Chaogong said sternly, "We're all in this together. Who would be foolish enough to go out and seek death? Heaven knows, earth knows, you know, I know. If no one speaks, who would know?"

"I know!"

A voice shouted.

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"Who's there?"

The response was a gunshot.