At the city gate of Xinzheng, the sky was a little dark.
At this moment, the ten carriages were heavily loaded with sacks and were being sealed by a group of Han Country's Imperial Army.
The leaders of the two teams of heavy cavalry who were responsible for the military pay were two people dressed in luxurious clothes and riding tall horses. The soldiers on both sides were guarding two black flags on the left and right. The words "Anping" were written on the left and "Longquan" was written on the right.
A deputy general of the Imperial Army came forward and bowed." Reporting to the two princes, the checks on the military pay have been completed."
The fat man on the left side of the horse, who seemed to be smiling honestly, heard this. His small eyes flashed with an unnoticeable light. He looked at the thin man on the right and revealed a faint smile.
The sinister thin man wiped his beard and exhaled cold air from his nostrils. He waved his hand and said," Let's go now! The king has ordered that no delay is allowed along the way. Anyone who disobeys the order will be beheaded!”
"Yes, sir!"
The entire army was solemn and solemn, and the hundred horses were silent. Under the lead of the heavy cavalry, they drove out of the city gate with a creaking sound.
On a distant rock, Han Ling, who had changed his appearance, was watching the scene with a folding fan in his hand.
Snickering in his heart, Han Ling looked at the army that was gradually getting further and further away and followed them. Along the way, there were mountains and rocks hanging in the air, and it was deserted. The chaos of the seven kingdoms had caused the people to flee into the nearest cities. The only things left were extremely dilapidated villages, and occasionally, skinny rats would crawl through them.
The sky was getting darker and darker. The dark clouds were pressing down like lead, and the air became damp.
'What the hell are Ji Wuye and the two royal relatives doing?' Han Ling cursed in his heart. They had traveled more than ten miles since they set off, but they still hadn't done anything.
At this time, a soldier in the rear of the convoy saw that the road was slippery and wanted to light the road. He lit a torch.
The sinister and thin Zhao Yunquan's expression changed. He rode his horse to the side of the carriage and whipped it a few times. Han Ling noticed that his main target was the torch, and he was quite anxious. The torch that had just been lit immediately fell on the damp mud far away from the carriage. It rolled for a while and then extinguished.
" Who told you to light the torch!" Lord Longquan scolded angrily. The Soul Break Valley is in front of us. I'm afraid we might encounter thieves. Without my orders, no fire is allowed in the future!”
Han Ling raised his eyebrows. This explanation was too far-fetched. The anxious expression just now was completely a manifestation of fear in his heart. Not only Lord Longquan, but even Lord Anping, who was riding in the front, heaved a sigh of relief after the torch was extinguished. He had a feeling that the salary on the carriage…Something fishy was going on!
After some thought, Han Ling's lips curled up slightly. He wanted to let this young master see what was inside. He picked up a rock from the mountain and weighed it in his hand. He poured his internal energy into it and threw it at Lord Longquan's mount. The rock hit the ground with a loud sound.
"Hey!" The black horse immediately raised its head in fright and threw the shocked Lord Longquan to the ground. Several adjutants immediately surrounded him and shouted," Enemy attack!”
A few soldiers were left behind to guard the carriage. They nervously gripped their spears and looked at the rocks that had flown out. Seeing that there was only an eye-catching folding fan flying into the sky, but no one was there, the soldiers 'gazes were immediately attracted to the folding fan that was spinning upward. They discussed animatedly," What is that thing?"”
"Could it be the enemy's weapon?"
Han Ling, who was like a white colt flying through a crack, shrunk to the side of the carriage and glanced at it. He could even see the soldiers on both sides slowly raising their heads. With a chuckle, he moved his sword finger and took out a small piece of gold from the sack. He floated away without a trace.
A soldier beside the carriage was startled as if he had sensed something. When he looked again, there was nothing in front of him. He thought that he had been dazzled by the folding fan in the sky and rubbed his eyes.
On a distant rock, Han Ling looked at the army that had regrouped and left cautiously. He turned his gaze to the thumb-sized piece of gold in his hand. It looked like it was about to smoke in the damp air. A line of small words appeared on it: " Water Dissipates Gold ", obtained from the alchemy of calcium calcium minerals. When it comes into contact with water, it will melt and release a flammable gas. After accumulating a certain amount, it will explode when it comes into contact with fire. The player snatched it from the Han army.
Han Ling looked at the army that was gradually entering the valley in front of him. According to what Lord Longquan said, that place should be called Soul Break Valley, so where would the real army pay be? Ji Wuye's General Manor was being watched, so it was unlikely.
Han Ling had a flash of inspiration. The scene of Ji Wuye's Falcon sneaking into the wilderness at night last night appeared in his mind. If he wanted to hide the military pay outside, that place should be the most likely place!
A loud noise suddenly came from the misty valley in the distance." Ghost…" Ghost soldiers! They were the ghost soldiers of the State of Zheng!”
Han Ling saw dozens of shadowy figures wearing broken armor and wielding swords looming in the fog. A pair of red eyes could be seen vaguely from the bloodstained helmets, like ghost fire floating in the fog.
The sky darkened as the strange cries rang out. The dark clouds finally could not hold on any longer and turned into raindrops. The ghost soldier pointed at the sack on the carriage at the right time, and the rain fell on it, emitting a large amount of smoke.
What was this? One of the soldiers used his sword to cut open the sack. He opened his mouth wide and exclaimed hoarsely," The army's pay is decreasing!"
"It's the ghost soldiers! They took away the military pay!"
It should have been a gloomy and strange scene.
However, to Han Ling, who knew the truth, it was like a farce, causing him to hold back his laughter. The so-called ghost soldiers revealed their true forms under the appraisal technique. They were actually a few crows wearing the armor of the Zheng Country's soldiers…
" So, the last time I saw Mo Ya's information, there was an ability to control crows. He should be hiding in the fog of the Soul Break Valley right now." Han Ling thought to himself. Wouldn't the defense on the barren mountain be much weaker?
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