Chapter 2: Pursuing the Enemy Relentlessly

  At dawn, the sleeping Jin soldiers were awakened by the shrill cries of distant birds. Getting up to listen carefully, it was fortunate that they were not a large flock of birds, and it seemed that there were scouts or experts from the Huan Tian who had arrived.

  The Liuyun Mountain in the morning was shrouded in mist, and only twenty meters away could be seen, further away it was just a shadow, even a vast expanse of white fog.

  After Luo Yang shouted "Advance!" the whole army echoed with shouts of "Advance!". The Jin Yuan army moved forward with a rustling sound, some soldiers eating leftover rice from last night wrapped in cloth, or exchanging heavy jokes. ——When crisis comes, not everyone can be so open-minded, and the transfer under the fog is even more depressing.

  Today's birds don't know if they slept too much or were scared to open their mouths, after walking for more than half an hour, no bird calls were heard, and even the insect calls were very few, only occasionally the mountain stream was still "gurgling" flowing, only the mist did not abandon everyone, still lingering...

  A heavy atmosphere seemed to suggest that something was about to happen. Suddenly, a soldier at the back of the team was violently covered with his mouth by a hand stretched out from behind, his head was pulled up and looked at the messy branches, struggling to struggle, suddenly feeling cool and painful on his neck, blood gushing out, dizzy and lost consciousness. And the soldiers in front of him still walked forward with their heads down, unaware that the brother who followed them had seen King Yan.

  Using the same method, the assassin killed more than a dozen Jin soldiers. At this time, one of the soldiers finally felt that the sound behind him was too small, and it was cold and clear, as if there was always a chill blowing towards him. He quickly turned his head to look back, only to see a stranger wearing a hemp robe holding a short dagger stabbing at his throat.

  He let out a loud "Ah!" and took a step back, his voice abruptly cut off. His throat had been pierced, and he fell backwards onto the roots of a nearby tree, struggling for a moment before finally expiring.

  His sudden cry of alarm also startled the soldiers in front of him, who turned their heads to look back and saw the assassination scene. Seven or eight soldiers shouted in unison: "Enemy attack!"

  The tense atmosphere was quickly transmitted to the front of the troops. The five nearby soldiers saw that the other side had only one person, and they hastily manipulated their equipment to surround him, with those holding guns raising them and those holding swords drawing them - each person had both a gun and a sword.

  All that was seen was the man not making a sound, seeing several guns and swords coming at him, he dodged to one side and his whereabouts became unknown. Then three people fell to the ground, after which it was seen that the man stood by the feet of the three fallen men, his right hand grasping a short dagger, still giving off an icy cold feeling through the thin fog.

  Obviously not an opponent, the remaining two soldiers shouted loudly: "Ah! Master, save your life!" The two had just finished shouting and fell down with their necks in hand. They were thinking of having a few more people to rescue them, but they didn't expect to lose their lives after shouting.

  About 40 or 50 of the heavenly soldiers who heard the shout turned around and rushed together, but when they saw the two people fall down in an instant, their scalps went numb, and they slowly retreated backwards. Someone accidentally tripped over a tree root, let out a loud cry of "ah~", fell backwards, and scrambled to leave in a panic.

  The soldiers beside him heard the shout and thought another assassin had arrived, so they scattered to one side, leaving only him. He hastily turned over and quickly scrambled to his feet.

  The assassin's mouth slightly curled up, seemingly finding this quite entertaining. He took two more steps forward, losing his patience, and flashed twice again, appearing in different positions within the crowd before moving to the back of the crowd. Then he stepped forward to welcome his new batch of prey. As he left, the group of Jin soldiers behind him fell one after another.

  The Jin army that was about to advance saw such a terrifying scene, who dared to fight back, panicked and scattered, shouting: "Ah ~ save me!"

  "Run for your life!"

  "My god, this is inhuman!"

  And that assassin was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, killing at will, with one swing of his hand, one person fell down, and with one kick, another person rolled over...

  The scene of the massacre was extremely tragic.

  Luoyang Tian, Lei Ming and others in the middle of the team heard the shouting behind them, knowing that something was wrong, they were being chased by the enemy; but after carefully distinguishing the voices, they did not hear the shouts of the Haotian Army.

  "Damn it, he actually dared to launch a sneak attack!" Yang Tian spat, "I'll go and meet him!" After finishing speaking, Yang Tian held the Tang knife and turned around, rushing towards the back. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared from sight.

  "Be careful! That person is a master!" The thunderous yet extremely sharp voice pierced through.

  "Full military alert!" Luoyang Tian issued the order at the right time.

  "No!" thundered Mr. Wen and Huang Chu in unison.

  "Mr. Wen, you say so, I'd better go and cut it off!" Leiming said, turning around and jumping away, disappearing from sight.

  Mr. Wen looked at the direction where Lei Ming had left and said, "General Luo, the enemy's attack is nothing more than to drag us down until the army of Huo Tian catches up, then we'll be in trouble!"

  "Yes, General Luo, please don't stop!" Huang Chu also supported Mr. Wen.

  Luoyang was shocked and broke out in a cold sweat, almost killing countless people! He thought to himself for a moment, but then shouted: "The whole army will speed up its advance!"

  Yang Tian heard the reminder and also put away some of that disdainful heart, but listening to the even more panicked shouting voice, he couldn't help but quicken his pace. Yang Tian went against the flow of people, using two minutes to rush to the new source of the screams - those who had shouted earlier were almost all dead.

  Yang Tian saw a man wearing black clothes, about 1.7 meters tall, with short hair tied back, and a pale face, chasing and killing Jin Yuan soldiers, and couldn't help but feel a surge of murderous intent.

  At this time, the assassin was chasing after forty or fifty scattered soldiers when he suddenly felt a surge of energy locking onto himself. He hastily stopped and slowly turned around to see a short-haired kid, about 1 meter 3-4 tall, standing on top of a tree root with his sword drawn, staring at him from ten meters away. The kid's straight face slightly curved - presumably a smile - as he said: "Finally, someone decent has arrived."

  "Damn it!" Yang Tian cursed, then suddenly crouched down and sprang forward, landing five meters away. Seeing the distance was about right, he swiftly drew his knife and stabbed straight ahead.

  The assassin thought Yang Tian would say a few more polite words, or perhaps make a counterattack, but unexpectedly he turned his eyes and stabbed at himself, actually wanting to take the initiative.

  An assassin's heart had a faint spark, and he dodged to the left by one step, narrowly avoiding Yang Tian. Just as he was about to take advantage of the dagger's narrow gap to make a swift stab, he suddenly felt a strange force emanating from the child's body. Startled, he quickly withdrew his hand that had just stabbed out, and with a burst of strength, he pushed off the ground with one foot and retreated a step back. At this moment, Yang Tian's Tang knife swept across the assassin's chest from a distance of one foot. The man let out a startled cry and took another step back.

  Yang Tian didn't hit anyone, and he secretly regretted it. After landing, Yang Tian turned around and took a big step forward, stabbing again. Seeing that the assassin was blocking with his dagger, Yang Tian was secretly delighted, and quickly used his knife to roll continuously, intending to disable the assassin's hand. Unexpectedly, the assassin retreated cleverly. Yang Tian was enraged, and he quickly mobilized his internal energy, absorbing it into his dantian. A stream of air flowed from his right hand sword along his right arm into his dantian, causing his dantian to feel stuffy. Yang Tian then urged his internal energy to flow along his right arm, following the Tang knife as it surged out and struck the assassin's chest.

  The assassin's body was greatly shocked, his body paused under the suction force, goosebumps rose on his chest, and he hurriedly used force with his feet, rolling his body to the right side, feeling slightly relieved, having narrowly escaped such a dangerous blow.

  It seems the enemy is too powerful, I'd better retreat. The assassin thought to himself.

  At the moment when the old force was gone and the new force had not yet been born, a sharp sound "hiss" came from the air, followed by a "plop" sound. A dagger flew in from the upper left and pierced the assassin's left thigh. Then Lei Meng rushed down, pulling out his sword and chopping straight at the assassin. The assassin let out a dull hum, thinking to himself that he was unlucky, trying to use force to jump further away. However, his left leg throbbed with pain, and his body stumbled and fell two meters to the right, dodging the slashing blow from above.

  Yang Tian saw Lei Meng appear, and smiled. This was arrogant - wasn't he obviously trying to steal my labor achievement? Although I also knew he was worried, I still wanted to see how powerful I was.

  The thunder had not yet landed, and Yang Tian was busy inhaling a breath of air with his left hand, pouring it into his right hand, converging the force that had been released from his body, along the Tang knife, and striking the assassin who had fallen to the ground. He saw him swing his dagger horizontally to block, followed by a muffled hum, opening his mouth to spit out a piece of flesh. The assassin saw the flesh being spat out, and on his pale face, he smiled miserably for a moment, then with a horizontal stroke of his dagger at his neck, closed his eyes and fell to the ground.

  A thunderous applause erupted from the ground as Cui collected his sword and praised, "Yang Tian is formidable! He skillfully utilized both the Force Flowing Through the Meridians and the Stellar Sword Technique."

  Yang Tianlu smiled and said, "A little progress, nothing to brag about."

  Lei Meng didn't bother with him, walked two steps to the assassin's body, pulled out the dagger, lightly shook off the blood on it, wiped it clean on the assassin's body, rolled up his pant leg and inserted the dagger into its sheath.

  Yang Tian saw Lei Meng not flattering himself, directly put away his sword, and hummed: "Will saying a few more words of praise kill you?"

  After putting away his dagger, he turned around and was about to leave.

  "Ah... wait a minute, let's search his body, maybe there's something good on him!" Yang Tian hastily jumped to the assassin's side and squatted down to search his body.

  Lei Meng frowned and waited on one side, he was not very supportive of Yang Tian's move.

  "Ah~ Good stuff!" From the assassin's bosom, he pulled out two heavy gold bars and an oilcloth package, Yang Tian's eyes lit up involuntarily.

  Lei Meng, who was standing aside with disdain, was also surprised to see this. Seeing Yang Tian about to get up, he hastily said: "That dagger isn't bad either, take it."

  Yang Tian picked up the dagger and tossed it a few times, saying: "Hmm, you have good eyesight. Let's go!" The two of them quickly followed after the group.

  After the event, it was counted that this assassin had killed one hundred and eighty-three people. What a terrifying killing power! If Yang Tian had arrived any later, he might have killed a thousand people without difficulty.

  Lei Meng and Yang Tian soon caught up with Luoyang Tian and the others. Luoyang Tian hastily asked, "How is it?"

  "There was only one assassin, extremely powerful, and he killed over a hundred and eighty people. Fortunately, he didn't directly kill the commander or captain." Yang Tian furrowed his brow and said, "In the end, we were the ones who killed him." As for the items found on the assassin's body, Yang Tian didn't mention a word.

  Luoyang Tian and others let out a sigh of relief, the assassin had been killed. But Mr. Wen at this time still frowned and asked: "General Luo, I don't know how you would pursue if you were a general of Huatian?" It seems that Mr. Wen has some guesses about Huatian's actions.

  Luoyang Tian pondered for a moment, narrowing his eyes: "If it were me, I would send out vanguards to harass and delay the enemy's advance, waiting for the main force to catch up before engaging in a fierce battle..."

  Mr. Wen pinched his chin and sighed: "Then there will be another attack on Haotian."

  "Does Mr. Wen have a good countermeasure?" Luoyang Tian thought that Mr. Wen already had a countermeasure.

  "Pull out the elite troops I've trained to deal with the sudden attack, and how are the rest of you going to advance quickly?" Yang Tian interjected from the side.

  "This is exactly what I meant!" Mr. Wen was overjoyed, and Yang Tian volunteered to ask Sakura, which made it even more convenient.

  "I'll deploy troops to guard the front, rear and middle!" Yang Tian deployed Song Yi and Liu Yi with 1,500 "carefully selected" soldiers to guard the rear of the army; Sun Ming and Zhang Shan guarded the front waist of the army; he and Lei Ming guarded Luo Yangtian and others in front, preventing the Haotian Army from sending a strong expert to kill the commander.

  Half an hour later, the fog gradually dissipated, and sunlight filtered through the leaves in a mottled pattern, leaving behind columns of light that illuminated the entire mountain forest, revealing a refreshing view.

  Suddenly, the front and rear teams were in great chaos, shouting and killing shook the sky. This was another powerful expert from the Haotian Army who had arrived.

  Just as Lei Meng and Yang Tian were about to leave, a sharp arrow shot out from behind towards Mr. Wen, Lei Meng took a step forward, landed in front of Mr. Wen, and swung his knife to sweep away the flying arrow.

  Another "whoosh" sound, another sharp arrow shot towards the stretcher carrying Tong Da Shuai - at this time, he was barely breathing and could be carried away, definitely an important person. The newcomer quickly shifted their target again.

  Yang Tian leaped up and caught the flying arrow. Everyone stopped and looked towards where the arrow came from, and there were two people wearing Huantian military uniforms leaning against a tree shooting arrows at them. One had a pale yellow face, one had a messy beard, but both eyes were bright and spirited.

  Since no one was hurt, the two men threw away the bows in their hands, drew out sharp swords from behind their backs and flew down from above.