The fog was thick.
The Black Ice Platform Guards and the Iron Eagle Swordsmen were Ying Zheng's direct troops, and they were undoubtedly the strongest troops of Great Qin.
Every single one of them was an iron-blooded soldier carefully selected from millions of people.
They wore fine armor and walked in the dense fog of the forest. Their eyes were sharp as they scanned the surroundings, taking in all the wind and grass.
However, the thick fog in this forest was a little too thick.
Especially under the illumination of dusk, it seemed even more confusing, causing the army of ten thousand people to not be completely spread out.
Looking at these troops, Xiang Ying and the others who followed behind did not get too close.
They had already dismounted and followed behind silently with their internal strength.
Although these people were the remnants of the Six Nations, they were all martial arts experts who fought all year round.
With the help of the fog and twilight, they perfectly concealed themselves.
Although the Black Ice Platform and the Iron Eagle Swordsmen were also elites, they could not detect their presence from a certain distance.
After entering the Dense Fog Forest, the expressions of Xiang Ying and the other assassins from the six dynasties began to become more and more excited!
Thick fog!
The jungle!
Evening!
All three of these were extremely advantageous environments for assassination!
Especially the dense fog and the jungle, it was simply a unique assassination site, not to mention such a thick fog!
All of this was so good that they even thought that it was an illusion!
If they didn't know Ying Zheng's character and knew that he wouldn't put himself in danger, they would have thought that this was a trap set up by Ying Zheng for them!
"The right time, the right place, and the right people."
"This time, no matter what, we must take Ying Zheng's head!”
"There is only one chance, and such a good opportunity is even more rare!”
Xiang Ying and the others thought excitedly, but at the same time, they were also somewhat puzzled.
Although the situation was good, why did Ying Zheng suddenly come to such a place?
Along the way, in just half an hour, they had already seen Ying Zheng coughing violently several times. It was obvious that he was not in good health.
Although he wished that Ying Zheng would cough himself to death, was he out of his mind?
Instead of recuperating in Xianyang, he came to such a place?
Compared to Xiang Ying and the other assassins who were confused, they were excited.
On Ying Zheng's side, it was not so good.
" Cough cough, cough!!"
A violent cough came out of Ying Zheng's throat. He was wearing a black cloak, walking in the dense forest with an ugly look on his face.
The warhorses had long been left at the foot of the mountain, and the chirping of birds echoed in the forest.
A gentle breeze blew past. The forest was no different from normal.
Looking at Meng Tian and Fu Su, who dared not raise their heads, Ying Zheng said coldly.
"Fusu, my dear minister."
"Is this the phenomenon you were talking about?"
"Where are the birds? What about the beast tide? A hundred beasts carrying medicine?"
"Why didn't I see any of them?"
The forest was silent.
Looking at everything that was normal around them, Fu Su and Meng Tian swallowed. They looked at each other and saw the uneasiness in their eyes.
"This…"
In the end, Fu Su cupped his hands and spoke.
"Reporting to Imperial Father, this should be the reason why that person has just finished his Dao lecture. All the beasts have already dispersed."
"That's why there's no difference between the forest and normal."
"Nonsense!"
" Cough, cough, cough!!"
Coughing, Ying Zheng's face had turned extremely ugly!
In fact, before he came, although he did not think that there were true alchemists in the world, he still had a little hope when he saw Meng Tian and Fu Su's attitude of remonstrating with death.
What if there really was?
This was one of the reasons why the First Emperor could come.
But now, looking at the scenery around him that was nothing different than usual except for a little fog, this hope had been completely extinguished!
"Cough cough…"
" Cough cough cough!!"
"Father!"
Looking at Ying Zheng who was coughing violently, Fu Su was extremely worried.
After a while, Ying Zheng ordered his servant to take off his cloak and change into a set of light clothes. After drinking two mouthfuls of the medicine prepared by the imperial physician, he took a deep breath.
"Fu Su! There were no so-called necromancers in this world!”
"It's time for you to recognize this fact!"
"Look at the surrounding forest. What's there?”
Fu Su lowered his head, his expression conflicted.
"Imperial Father, go forward a little more, a little more. You'll definitely be able to see it!”
"The devas must have a way to cure Father!”
Lowering his head and looking at Fu Su, Ying Zheng's eyes were filled with helplessness!
He finally understood how the others had felt when they tried to persuade him!
If it wasn't for the fact that Fu Su was the only one among his sons who was good enough, and that his health was failing, he wouldn't be able to have another son.
Ying Zheng might really throw Fu Su into jail in a fit of anger!
He directly started practicing his alt account again!
Flinging his sleeves, he turned around and continued forward. After about an hour, the sky had already darkened.
Still, nothing strange happened.
Looking at the gradually darkening forest around him, Ying Zheng felt that his patience was gradually running out.
At the same time, his coughing got worse.
The accompanying imperial physician was extremely worried.
"Your Majesty, you have to take care of your dragon body. This long journey has already caused some damage to your body. Now, you need to rest for a while before you can move forward.”
Ying Zheng nodded and did not refuse.
"Pass down the order to set up camp!"
After the order was given, the ten thousand strong army began to move and set up camp.
A luxurious military tent was soon set up in the army.
Ying Zheng entered it to recuperate, while several imperial physicians were anxiously cooking medicine.
The sky darkened.
Starlight fell.
The quiet forest was filled with fog. The birds had already fallen asleep, and there was only the sparse chirping of crickets in the forest.
After a long day of trekking and intense vigilance, the soldiers were already a little tired.
Even Meng Tian and Fu Su were a little sleepy. However, the former forced herself to get up and prepared to patrol the camp before sleeping.
The moment the moon rose, all the soldiers 'vigilance had already dropped to the lowest.
Just as Meng Tian finished her inspection and was about to go back to sleep.
Silhouettes in black slowly descended from the tall trees and landed near the military tent in the middle of the dense fog!
Assassination!
It began!
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