Chapter 1694

The terrain of Lingyun mountain is steep and easy to ambush, especially suitable for a small number of assassins. However, there was no accident when the team passed Lingyun mountain, and they passed through it without any obstacles.

After passing Lingyun mountain, the next journey will be much smoother. According to Tang Yin's calculation, in another two days, Xiao Xiang's guard of honor will be able to walk out of Bianyang county and enter the boundary of Shengping county. By then, it will be time for Xiao Xiang to return to Fengguo.

To make a long story short, two days later, the guard of honor successfully arrived at the junction of Bianyang county and Shengping County, and then walked a hundred miles or so, which was lesha city in Tongxian County of Shengping county.

At this time, it was dark, and the chief General of the honor guard asked Xiao Xiang whether he was going to live in lesha for a hundred miles at night, or to stay at the same place, and wait for dawn tomorrow.

It's inconvenient to march at night, and it's easy for assassins to take advantage of it. Xiao Xiang thinks about it for a moment and orders his general to set up camp in situ. Tonight, he sleeps in the wild.

The general had no objection. He took his orders and took the honor guard to the woods not far from the official road. He set up a camp in the forest, and personally commanded the soldiers of Sichuan. Chuan would set up defense around the camp.

The camp was very simple. Only a few tents were set up for the princess and the accompanying guards to rest. Most of the officers and soldiers were directly lying on the grass, sleeping peacefully.

Tang Yin, Yin LAN, a-san-a-si, Ren Xiao and Chang Feng were also in the camp. They sat around a pile of bonfires and discussed the next journey in a low voice.

Ah San asked in a low voice: "king, now that the honor guard of the princess has entered Shengping County safely, should we also return home?"

Yin LAN nodded her head and said, "it's very peaceful along the way. It seems that the assassin will not appear again. We have to go back home as soon as possible, otherwise we will continue to go further, for fear that it will be difficult to get away from it in the future."

This time, Tang Yin didn't object any more. He nodded and said, "OK! Tomorrow, when the honor guard goes to lesha City, we will find a chance to return to Bianyang county. "

Hearing that he finally agreed to return home, everyone's faces showed joy. After all, Sichuan is too dangerous. If you can leave earlier, you will be less dangerous.

As they were talking, two soldiers from Sichuan came over. They were all "old acquaintances". These days, Tang Yin and others were at the back of the guard of honor.

The two soldiers, one long and one young, are less than 20 years old and the older one is nearly 40 years old. "What are the brothers talking about?" they asked with a smile

Yin LAN and others shut up, and no one answered. Tang Yin raised his head with a smile and said with a smile: "nothing, just talk about the new things on the way."

"Oh The elder chuanbing sat down beside Tang Yin, then looked around at the crowd, shook his head and said, "your brothers don't seem to like to talk much."

Tang Yin looked up and laughed. He followed his words and said, "yes, they are all Muggles. Only I have the most words."

Elder chuanbing was also happy. After waiting for a moment, he restrained his smile and sighed, "little brother, I'm here to say goodbye to you. When we get to lesha tomorrow, we should go back to the prefecture. We can get along with each other these days, but we don't know if we can see each other again

If not, Tang Yin almost forgot that a considerable part of the soldiers in the honor guard were from the county army of Bianyang county. Now, at the boundary of Shengping County, the protection of the princess should be taken over by the local army, and the Bianyang County army would have to withdraw to the county.

With a smile, he patted the veteran on the shoulder and said, "we will go back to Bianyang county to guard the border. When we pass by, my brothers and I will visit you again!"

"That's great!" The old soldier said with a smile: "when you do, you must remember to come to me, brother, I will do the East, treat your brothers!"

"Ha ha!" Tang Yin said with a smile, "then I'll thank you for your brothers."

"What are you doing with me?"

After chatting with Tang Yin for a while, the veteran got up and left. After he left, Tang Yin waved his hand to the crowd and said, "it's not early. Everyone should have a rest soon. Tomorrow, I'm afraid we'll have to make a day's journey. Tonight we'll have to have enough energy."

They all nodded and lay down by the fire. Tang Yin was fast asleep, and soon after he lay down, his breath became long and even.

It is also the shortest time for him to form the habit of sleep and recover his energy in the shortest possible time in many years.

At night, the dark clouds covered the moon, the campfire in the camp gradually weakened, and finally extinguished one after another, and the forest began to turn into a pitch black, with five fingers out of reach.

When it was the fifth watch, Tang Yin in his sleep suddenly opened his eyes. He lay still and waited for a moment. There was a flash of light in his eyes.

He did not hear the strange sound, let alone see the enemy, but he was keen to smell a smell of blood, the dense jungle around the camp was filled with a thick murderous air.

There are enemies! This was Tang Yin's first reaction. He subconsciously grabbed the sword under his ribs and pulled out a piece of it. Sand! The blade of the sword came out of its sheath and made a subtle sound. However, the tiny sound was enough to wake up Yin LAN and others around him.People opened their eyes and saw that Tang Yin was still lying on the ground, but his sword was half pulled out. The blade of the sword was shining in the dark.

"Big" Yin Lan's body shakes, to want to sit up to ask questions, Tang Yin preemptively issued a shush, indicating Yin LAN not to speak, do not move.

Seeing Tang Yin's dignified face and the sharp light streaming through his slit eyes from time to time, even if he didn't know what had happened, everyone could guess. Their bodies are the same stiff, according to Tang Yin's meaning, lying motionless in place.

After waiting for about two or three minutes, people still haven't found anything different. Ren Xiao can't help but ask in a low voice: "Your Highness, what's the matter?"

"If someone dies, there may be enemies in the forest!" Tang Yin also said in a low voice.

Have enemies? The crowd was shocked and subconsciously turned their eyes and looked around the woods.

It was dark and quiet in the woods. Everywhere I could see, it was still dark except for darkness. I couldn't see clearly what was going on inside. Even Chang Feng failed to notice what was wrong in the forest.

Chang Feng's perception ability is extremely keen. As long as there are spiritual practitioners nearby, they can't escape his perception. However, there are many spiritual practitioners in the Sichuan army. They are scattered around the camp to set up defense. Even if there is an assassin who stealthily attacks, he can't tell whether it is an assassin or a Sichuan army by relying on the spiritual pressure from the other side.

Tang Yin's feeling is not wrong. There are indeed assassins in the woods, not one or two people, but dozens of assassins.

This group of assassins, a surprising number, each covered with black spirit armor, holding steel bows in their hands. What is especially unexpected is that there are a large number of dark spiritual practitioners.

The assassins seemed to know the layout of the Sichuan army. They knew the location of both the clear and the secret sentries. Before the man arrived, the arrow was fired first.

Most of the soldiers on guard and sentry were shot one by one without any response.

Moreover, the arrows of these assassins are so accurate that they can hit each other's neck without any need to shoot, so that Sichuan soldiers are killed on the spot after being hit by the arrow, and they can't even make a sound.

They killed more than 100 Sichuan soldiers in the forest, but from the beginning to the end, there was no sound in the forest, let alone the main Sichuan army resting in the camp.

As the assassin approached the camp, whoosh. With the rapid wind breaking, another spirit arrow was shot. A Sichuan soldier who was squatting on the treetop was directly hit by the arrow in his throat. The spirit arrow penetrated his neck and was deeply nailed in the tree. The corpse of the Sichuan soldier stood upright and was directly nailed to the tree.

The dull sound of the arrow penetrating the human body finally startled the soldiers standing guard at the gate of the camp. Several soldiers looked at each other, then held up their torches and walked to the woods.

As he was walking forward, a Sichuan soldier suddenly heard a tick. It seemed that something fell on his helmet. He instinctively raised his hand and touched it. The helmet was sticky. He put his hand down and looked at it. His palm was red.

It's blood! Sichuan soldiers were frightened and looked up in a hurry. They saw the body of one soldier hanging on the tree trunk, his legs hanging in the air and shaking back and forth. The blood flowed down his armor to the toes of his feet, and then dripped down from the toes.

Ah? Chuanbing's head was buzzing, his mouth was wide, and he was about to scream. But suddenly, several black shadows appeared around them. They didn't even see what was going on. After a series of cold flashes, people had fallen into the pool of blood at the same time.

They are born assassins. The shadow drifts around and makes them appear and disappear. After killing all these soldiers, the assassins looked around for a week and did not see any other soldiers, so they waved back.

After listening to the rustling sound in the woods, they came out and pressed a large group of spiritual practitioners. No one spoke. They all took up their steel bows, drew out their swords under their ribs, and rushed to the camp one by one.

Even inside the camp, there were Sichuan soldiers standing guard or patrolling. When the assassins rushed to the camp where Xiao Xiang was staying, they just met a group of Sichuan soldiers patrolling here.

In the depth of our camp, we suddenly saw such a large group of dark shadows coming quickly in front of us. For a time, the soldiers of Sichuan were unable to react and could not tell whether they were enemies or friends.

However, before they could ask questions, the sky was full of lightning. After the lightning passed by, we could see the team of Sichuan soldiers. Each of them was full of spiritual knives and fell into a pool of blood like a hedgehog.

The black shadows kept on running forward. When they ran past the corpses of Sichuan soldiers, they pulled out their own spirit swords.

These people are not so much assassins as soldiers who have been strictly and regularly trained. They are united in action and skillful in cooperation. They are even able to reach a degree of consistency without verbal communication.

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