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The horses' hooves flew, their momentum like a rainbow.
A moment later, it had already disappeared from the sight of the city's defenders.
At this moment, the city's garrison commander rushed over, clutching his stomach, his face pale. He glanced back at the dust kicked up by his horse's hooves, then turned to the squad leader in charge of the guards and asked:
Who just left the city?
"Reporting to the commander, it is a messenger from the high-ranking official, saying he is going to the scout camp to deliver new orders," the guard squad leader hurriedly replied, bowing.
228. Encountering an interception on the road
"The messenger of the lord?" Upon hearing this, the city commander was enraged and slapped the city hard across the face.
"Snapped!".
The blow was so powerful that the squad leader swayed uncontrollably, and even the black iron mask on his face was knocked off.
"You're a piece of trash!"
"The messenger is currently collecting war supplies at various noble residences; how could he possibly send anyone to interfere with the scout camp's affairs!"
The commander defending the city was furious.
Although he did not know the identity of the person who left the city when he was off duty, he was certain that the person was not a real messenger.
"Somebody come!"
"Send out a team of men to give chase! Find him alive or dead!"
At a command, a cavalry unit immediately charged out, following closely behind.
The city commander pointed to the terrified squad leader and coldly ordered, "Take this guy down and detain him for now!"
His cold gaze cut like a knife towards the squad leader.
"You'd better pray that the person who just slipped out of the city wasn't an enemy spy."
"Otherwise, be prepared to lose your head and atone for your sins with your death."
Upon hearing this, the squad leader turned pale and repeatedly begged for mercy: "Sir, spare my life! I will never dare to do it again."
"Take him away!" The city commander waved his hand, and the soldiers took the squad leader away. He looked around at the soldiers and ordered sternly, "Everyone, be on high alert!"
"If there is any further mishap, don't blame me for being merciless with my sword!"
"As ordered!"
On the muddy and rugged ancient road.
Han Feng spurred his horse and galloped away, taking off the soldiers' armor he had seized as he went, throwing it into the roadside bushes to lighten his load.
"Finally, we've made it out of the city."
He loosened his collar, took a short breath, and was already planning his next move.
"When traveling with your younger sister, never go straight along the main road."
"In this way, we are very likely to run into the armies of Chu and Han. With my current strength, if we encounter them, I am afraid that I will die nine times out of ten."
"The only way to be safe is to sneak through the primeval forest, especially in the most desolate and uninhabited places."
The decision was made in my mind.
Without hesitation, Han Feng placed his right hand on the horse's back for support and straightened up.
When the horse reached a towering tree, he used its back for leverage, carrying the bamboo box containing Yun Ji on his back, and easily leaped up.
"Susu!"
He gripped the tree trunk tightly with both hands and climbed up.
In no time at all, Han Feng disappeared into the treetops with his bamboo box on his back, leaving no footprints on the tree trunks...
“Every Yue person is skilled at traversing the forest; we must be wary of this.” Han Feng was alert, remaining vigilant even as he leaped and twirled among the branches.
He was convinced that somewhere in the forest, hidden among the branches and leaves, there must be scouts secretly watching.
Just as he was pondering,
A deadly arrow, coated with poison, shot swiftly from deep within the foliage.
"They are our people!"
Han Feng shouted urgently, raising the Black Serpent Token with one hand and gripping the sword hilt tightly with the other. The fine iron longsword at his waist was instantly drawn, gleaming with cold light.
"Zheng!"
In an instant, the longsword precisely deflected the poisoned arrow that was aimed at him.
At this time,
A thin man dressed in camouflage, his face covered in camouflage paint, holding a longbow and carrying a quiver of arrows, emerged from his hiding place.
He stared intently at the black snake token in Han Feng's hand and said coldly:
"What important matter has the lord summoned you for?"
"The commander has ordered you to continue deeper into the enemy territory, keeping a close watch on their movements." Han Feng took the opportunity to move a few steps closer, while simultaneously sensing whether anyone else was around.
"What are you carrying on your back?" the thin man suddenly asked.
229. Breakthrough! Dead Puppet Sparrow!
Just as the thin man uttered these words in a cold tone.
He suddenly sensed something strange surging beneath his feet.
He instinctively looked down and saw that a thin layer of frost had gathered beneath his feet.
"you!"
In that very instant.
A sharp and cold sword light suddenly burst forth from the longsword in the hand of the messenger in front.
The other person moved with lightning speed, passing him in an instant.
"boom!"
The thin man released his bow and arrow and quickly covered his neck with both hands.
He then collapsed to the ground and died quickly.
Before the crimson blood had fully splattered, it was frozen by a terrifyingly cold aura, turning into pieces of blood-red ice crystals.
"Having lived to this day, has no one told you that as a ranged archer, you must never let anyone get close easily?" Han Feng sheathed his sword, his eyes gleaming with wisdom and indifference.
"Baiyue, my homeland, has fallen into such a state of decline."
"There is no cure."
He casually put the fine iron longsword back to his left waist, then lightly touched the ground with his toes, picked up the hardwood longbow that the thin man had left behind, grabbed it with his left hand, and held it firmly.
I gently pulled the bowstring with my right hand to test its strength and resilience, and it was passable.
Then, he removed the quiver from the other person's back, slung it diagonally across his own back, and placed it next to the bamboo cage containing Xiao Yunji.
"I imagine that soon someone will notice the unusual situation in the mansion, and there may even be pursuers."
"It is not advisable to linger here."
With a powerful push from his legs, Han Feng leaped off the ground, weaving through the dense foliage. His agile figure and piercing eyes allowed him to hear everything around him, alert to any movement.
Meanwhile, on the treetops above his head.
A black-feathered eagle and a sparrow soared separately, looking down and observing their surroundings. However, the black-feathered eagle appeared extremely listless and lifeless.
Without Yunniang's secret technique to nourish it, it was already doomed.
The other side.
The pursuit team dispatched by the guard leader was rapidly closing in.
They kept a close eye on the hoofprints on the ground, and seeing that the horses did not stop or slow down at all, they pursued them relentlessly along the way.
This scene.
Just then, a black-feathered eagle soaring high in the sky spotted them. Through the dappled shadows of the trees and the path in the soil, a small squad of soldiers gradually moved away, heading in the opposite direction from Han Feng.
"As expected, there were pursuers tracking us. Their reaction wasn't slow either." Han Feng's lips curled into a meaningful smile. Before he finished speaking, he had already sped away through the woods.
When he arrived at a certain place.
Using the keen senses of the controlled dead sparrow, they once again tracked down the Baiyue scouts.
"I had no intention of killing, but you blocked my way."
With his left hand holding a hardwood longbow and his right hand taking an arrow from the quiver behind him, Han Feng nocked the arrow and, while running and leaping, precisely locked onto the concealed target.
"Whoosh!"
The fingers released the bowstring, and the arrow pierced the sky like a shooting star.
The Baiyue scouts, hiding in the shadows, had no time to react before they were killed by arrows shot from the shadows. Their bodies hung from the branches of trees, not yet falling.