C1695
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After passing Cloudsoaring Mountain, the rest of the journey would be much smoother. According to Tang Yin's calculations, in another two days, Xiao Xiang's glory would be enough for him to walk out of the Bianyang County and enter the borders of Shengping County. At that time, he would have to return to the Feng Country himself.
To make a long story short, after two days, the ceremonial procession had smoothly arrived at the intersection between Bianyang County and Sheng Ping County. A hundred kilometers or so further ahead would be the Yue Sha City in Sheng Ping County's Tong County.
At this time, the sky had already darkened, so the main general of the ceremonial party specially asked Xiao Xiang, whether he was taking advantage of the night time to enter the Laughing Sand Guild, or perhaps stationed there, and would wait until tomorrow morning before hurrying on his journey.
Travelling at night, was extremely inconvenient, and could easily be taken advantage of by assassins. Xiao Xiang pondered for a moment, then ordered the main general to set up camp here, and that they would sleep outside in the wilderness tonight.
The general had no objection and left to take the order. They brought the ceremonial troop to a forest not far from the official road and set up camp there. They also personally commanded the Chuan Soldier General of Chuan Country s to set up defenses around the camp.
The team only stayed there for the night. The camp was simple and crude, with only a few tents set up for the princess and her escorts to rest. Most of the soldiers were just lying on the grass, sleeping on their pillows.
Tang Yin, Yin Lan, Ah San, Ren Xiao and Chang Feng were also in the campsite. They sat around a bonfire and discussed in low voices about their journey ahead.
Ah San asked in a low voice: "Great King, now that we have safely entered Ping County with our princess attire, shouldn't we return to our homeland as well?"
Yin Lan nodded her head, and continued: "All along the road here, it was extremely peaceful, it seems like the assassin will not appear again, we should return as soon as possible, if not we can continue going deeper, I'm afraid that we won't be able to escape in the future."
This time Tang Yin did not object, he nodded and replied: "Okay! Wait until tomorrow, when we leave for Leisha City, we will find an opportunity to return to Bianyang County. "
Hearing that he had finally agreed to return, everyone's face lit up. Chuan Country was too dangerous after all.
As they were conversing, two Chuan Soldier s walked over, and everyone looked up, they were all 'old acquaintances'. These past few days, Tang Yin and the rest were all walking at the back of the ceremonial team.
Two of them had Chuan Soldier, one was young, the younger one was not even twenty, and the older one was nearly forty. The two of them walked over with a smile and asked, "What are you guys talking about?"
Yin Lan and the others all shut their mouths, no one speaking. Tang Yin raised her head and laughed: "Nothing, just talking about the new things I encountered on the way here."
"Oh!" The older one sat down beside Tang Yin, looked at everyone, and shook his head: "Your brothers don't seem to like to talk much!"
Tang Yin laughed while facing up, and said following his words: "That's right, they are all dull people, I am the most talkative."
The older Chuan Soldier also laughed, and waited a while. Then, he retracted his smile, sighed lightly, and said: "Little brother, I, your brother, have come to bid you farewell. When tomorrow comes to Lisha, we will have to return to the Provincial Capital. During these few days of being together, we can be considered to have been brought together by fate, but, I wonder if we can meet again in the future. "
If he didn't say it, Tang Yin would have forgotten that a large portion of the Chuan Soldier were made up of the's army. Now that they had reached the Sheng Ping County's territory, the responsibility of protecting the princess naturally had to be taken over by the local army.
He slightly smiled, patted the old veteran's shoulder, and said: "We are also going back to the Bianyang County's border, and when we pass by the Provincial Capital, I will go visit you again with my brothers!"
"Very good!" The old soldier beamed and said, "You must remember to come and find me. I will be the host and entertain you brothers!"
"Ha ha!" Tang Yin laughed: "Then, on behalf of the brothers, I will thank the elder brothers first."
"There's no need to be polite with your brother!"
The old soldier and Tang Yin chatted for a while before he got up and left. After he left, Tang Yin waved his hand to everyone, and said: "It's getting late, everyone rest quickly. Tomorrow, I'm afraid we will have to travel for an entire day, and tonight we need to replenish our energy."
Everyone nodded and laid down beside the bonfire. Tang Yin slept very fast, and after lying down for a short while, his breathing had become long and regular.
Regardless of the environment, entering sleep in the shortest amount of time possible to recover his strength and stamina, this was a good habit that he had developed over the years.
Dark clouds covered the moon at night. The bonfire in the camp gradually weakened, and finally extinguished one after another. The forest began to turn pitch black, and one couldn't even see one's own fingers in front of them.
When it was five in the morning, Tang Yin who was sleeping suddenly opened his eyes. He laid on the ground without moving, and after waiting for a while, a light flashed past his eyes.
He did not hear any unusual sounds nor did he see any enemies, but he was keenly aware of the smell of blood. He did not know when, but the dense forest around the camp was already filled with thick killing intent.
There was an enemy! This was Tang Yin's first reaction. Subconsciously, he grabbed the sword beneath her ribs and pulled it out. Rustle! The sword tip was unsheathed, releasing a slight sound, but this slight sound was enough to wake Yin Lan and the others up.
Everyone opened their eyes at the same time and saw that Tang Yin was still lying on the ground.
"Big ?" Yin Lan's body trembled. He sat up and was about to ask a question, but Tang Yin quickly let out a hiss, signalling for him not to speak and not to move.
Seeing Tang Yin's serious face, with his narrowed tiger eyes that occasionally flowed with light, even though they did not know what had happened, everyone could guess. Their bodies stiffened at the same time. They laid down on the ground, as per Tang Yin's orders.
After waiting for around two to three minutes, no one noticed anything amiss, so Ren Xiao could not help but ask: "Your Highness, what's wrong?"
"Someone is dead, there might be an enemy in the forest!" Tang Yin said in an equally soft voice.
Enemies? Everyone was shocked. They subconsciously rolled their eyes and looked at the surrounding forest.
The forest was dark and quiet. Wherever his eyes looked, other than the darkness, there was nothing else that he could see clearly. Even Chang Feng was unable to sense what was wrong with the forest.
Chang Feng's perception was extremely sharp, and as long as Spirit Cultivator existed nearby, none of them would be able to escape his perception. However, there were many Spirit Cultivator s within the Chuan Army, and they were spread out to guard the surroundings of the campsite. Even if there was an assassin who launched a sneak attack, he would not be able to tell whether they were an assassin or just the Spirit Pressure that was being released from their body.
Tang Yin's senses were not wrong. An assassin had indeed appeared in the forest, and it was not one or two people, but hundreds of people.
This group of assassins had an astonishing number of people. Each of them was covered in black spirit armor and held a steel bow in their hands. What was even more unexpected was that there was a large number of Dark Spirit Cultivator among them.
The assassins seemed to know the location of the Chuan Army like the back of their hand. Whether it was the light or dark sentries, they all knew the location of the Chuan Army like the back of their hands.
The Spirit Arrow that they shot at were too powerful, and their shooting speed was too fast as well. The Chuan Soldier guards and sentries were mostly killed one by one without any reaction.
Furthermore, these assassins' archery skills were shockingly precise. They didn't even need to shoot the arrows, but they could still hit the opponent's neck, causing their Chuan Soldier to instantly die after being shot by the arrow. They didn't even have time to scream.
They had killed over a hundred Chuan Soldier in the forest, but from start to finish, not a single sound came from the forest, nor did it disturb the rest of the Chuan Army who were resting.
The assassin slowly approached the camp, whoosh, following the sound of wind breaking, another Spirit Arrow shot out. One of the Chuan Soldier that was crouching on the treetops and keeping watch was hit in the throat by this arrow, and the Spirit Arrow pierced through the neck and nailed itself deep into the tree. The corpse of the Chuan Soldier was nailed to the tree instead of falling.
The muffled sound of the Spirit Arrow piercing the human body finally alarmed the Chuan Soldier s who were standing guard at the entrance of the camp. The few Chuan Soldier s looked at each other, then raised their torches high as they walked towards the forest at the same time.
As he was walking forward, a Chuan Soldier practitioner suddenly heard a "Tick Tock" sound, as if something had landed on his helmet. Reacting instinctively, he lifted his hand to touch his helmet, only to find that it was sticky.
It was blood! Chuan Soldier trembled in fear, and immediately raised his head, only to see a corpse of Chuan Soldier hanging on a tree trunk, his legs hanging in the air, swaying back and forth. Fresh blood flowed along his armor all the way to his toes, and continuously dripped down from his toes.
Ah? Chuan Soldier's head buzzed as his mouth gaped open. Just as he was about to scream, several black figures suddenly appeared around them, and before they could even see what was going on, they had already fallen into a pool of blood after a series of cold lights had flashed past.
The Spirit Cultivator of Dark was a natural born assassin, the Shadow Shift made them appear and disappear like ghosts and gods. After killing all of these Chuan Soldier, the assassins looked around and did not see any other Chuan Soldier.
No one spoke. Everyone moved in unison as they picked up the steel bows in their hands and pulled out their swords from under their ribs, and with all their might, they rushed into the camp.
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Even within the camp, there were still Chuan Soldier guarding and patrolling. When the assassins rushed to Xiao Xiang's camp, they coincidentally bumped into a group of patrolling Chuan Soldier s.
In the depths of their own camp, suddenly seeing such a large group of black figures quickly rush over, the Chuan Soldier s were all at a loss as to whether they were friends or foes.
However, before they could even ask any questions, the lightning that filled the sky had already shot over. After the lightning passed, they saw that the group of Chuan Soldier s were all filled with Spiritual Knife s, each of them lying in a pool of blood like hedgehogs.
The black figures did not slow down, and continued to rush forward. When they passed by the corpse of the Chuan Soldier, they took the opportunity to pull out their respective Spiritual Knife s.
Rather than saying they were assassins, it would be more accurate to call them troops that had undergone strict and formal training. Their movements were unified and their coordination was adept. They were so good that no words or communication was needed between them.