Chapter 1400

Wanshou Feng still subconsciously lowered his volume: "Our people were masked in black, stealing goods from five merchant caravans in the inn. General Chongwu's cargo carts were parked in the best position, but there were four or five guards standing by the carts, and Wang Fubao only managed to grab two boxes."

"That's not bad." General Chongwu's subordinates are all regular troops; He Lingchuan had seen them fight in Jing Mountain, and their military appearance, discipline, and combat power were all better than the Allied Army and Bixia people. Wang Fubao being able to grab cargo boxes from their hands, eight out of ten, was using some tricks.

"General Chongwu chased out personally." He Lingchuan said softly. "Is Wang Fubao's retreat arranged?"

"Yes. At this moment, Mr. Dong should have already received him." Wanshou Feng suddenly smiled. "We were extremely lucky; there were actually two small thieves in the inn who had already made a move to steal, and had already touched some property from the guests. There was such a big commotion in the inn, they were also scared away, and A-Liang followed them to their hideout."

He Lingchuan clapped his hands: "Beautifully done! Later, put General Chongwu's treasure box, together with the property of those few merchant caravans, there."

The Black Armor Army seems to come and go like the wind on this continent, but in fact, every mission cannot avoid sudden accidents. After a few months, the Black Armor knights have all learned to adapt to circumstances and are accustomed to assessing the situation—

This is the kind of warrior He Lingchuan wants. Those who couldn't learn were all sent back to the Yangshan Archipelago by him.

This time, Wanshou Liang followed the plan and fought for more initiative for He Lingchuan.

"What about Xue Zongwu?" Tonight, making such a big fuss was all for this target.

"Before sunset, he will arrive in Mangzhou." Wanshou Feng also knew time was very tight. "Master, you must hurry."

"This weather today—" He Lingchuan listened to the wind and rain outside the window. "—Heaven is helping us."

But what followed was not very smooth; Dong Rui hadn't returned for a long time.

His mission was to drive the Snail Toad to meet Wang Fubao, avoid General Chongwu's ears and eyes, and return safely.

Because General Chongwu came suddenly tonight, He Lingchuan only temporarily planned this "luring the tiger away from the mountain." Time was tight and the task was heavy; what he feared most was being caught alive by General Chongwu.

Time passed bit by bit.

There was only an hour and a half left before Xue Zongwu arrived in Mangzhou.

If he didn't set off again, he wouldn't make it.

Even Wanshou Feng was anxious, saying in a low voice: "Should I send a flying message to Mangzhou, asking the brothers to try to delay Xue Zongwu's pace?"

"No." He Lingchuan immediately denied this proposal. "Not only would this expose our intention to attack, but there would also be casualties. Intercepting Xue Zongwu is no child's play!"

If Dong Rui couldn't make it back, no matter how unwilling he was, tonight's plan could only be canceled.

Another quarter of an hour passed. Outside, it was pitch black, and between heaven and earth, there was only the sound of wind and rain.

General Chongwu hadn't returned either. Under the monitoring of the Yangshan people, General Chongwu hadn't sent anyone back to the inn. That is to say, the Yangshan person who stole the tribute hadn't been caught by him yet, otherwise, he would have sent someone back to watch He Lingchuan.

He Lingchuan sighed, stood up, and said in a deep voice: "Tonight..."

The words "action postponed" were truly heavy. But He Lingchuan understood in his heart that even the best plan, if it had slips from the beginning, it was better to stop in time.

Fortunately, before he could say it, two bird calls suddenly came from outside the window.

Xi-jiu—Xi-jiu—

It didn't sound abrupt in the sound of the pouring rain; there were originally water birds wandering outside.

He Lingchuan let out a long sigh of relief, and his heart finally returned to its original place.

Dong Rui was back! So he temporarily changed his words: "... Action begins!"

Another bolt of lightning flashed, exploding in the sky, and the window of He Lingchuan's guest room opened at the same time.

He specially chose a guest room on the first floor, just to make it convenient to come and go.

Dong Rui was already waiting under the window, with Wang Fubao and several Black Armor Army soldiers, their heads and faces full of water.

"Everyone back?"

Wang Fubao reported: "All back."

"Return to the inn." There were always people coming and going in the inn in the rain tonight; them walking in soaked wouldn't attract special attention.

He Lingchuan turned to urge Dong Rui: "Hurry!"

They were already late.

The reed marshes in front of the river bend swayed in the wind and rain. Under the dual cover of the dark night and wind and rain, He Lingchuan and Dong Rui drove the Snail Toad and quietly escaped underground to Mangzhou.

The main event tonight was just about to begin.

Sitting in the shell of the Snail Toad, Dong Rui finally had time to change into dry clothes. He Lingchuan asked him: "Why so long?"

"Long?" Dong Rui stared. "That kid Chongwu has many tricks; it was truly not easy to meet Wang Fubao!"

It turned out that the 'luring the tiger away from the mountain' trick just now, the 'tiger' was lured away, but Wang Fubao, who stole the tribute, couldn't easily escape the tiger's mouth. General Chongwu's ability to track enemies was formidable; He Lingchuan and the Three-Tailed Fox Demon had learned this in White Tip Mountain. This time, Wang Fubao was chased by him until he ran around everywhere, and several times he almost fell into the net.

This chase and escape distance was too close, and Dong Rui wanted to meet Wang Fubao but couldn't find a suitable location.

The most troublesome thing was that the direction Wang Fubao fled couldn't be too far from the lair of the thieves who were framed.

"And finally?"

"Luck was not bad, found a mountain cave." Dong Rui yawned. "The wind and rain are heavy tonight, General Chongwu will wander outside all night and won't think of looking for you again."

"Hope so." The further they went to Mangzhou, the better the weather. "Can we make it to Mangzhou in time?"

"Last time I went, I wasn't familiar with the road and fumbled for a long time; this time at least I can be half an hour faster." This is the necessity of scouting the plate beforehand, right? "Right, do you have anything to eat?"

Dong Rui reached out to He Lingchuan. He had been running back and forth outside, while this guy was hiding in the private room eating and drinking.

He Lingchuan threw him a bag of wine-scented meat jerky, swallowed a sobering pill himself, and secretly operated his true power for a full cycle.

With a big battle imminent, he had to keep his mind clear and his energy full.

When Xue Zongwu arrived in Mangzhou, it was almost dark.

Under the dim light, the dark red city gate was still imposing; it was over three zhang high, carved with a huge beast head, shaped like a lion's head but with curly mane and horns on its head.

Even riding a horse under the gate, people still marveled at its magnificence.

The red paint on the gate seemed to have been brushed not long ago, very new.

Every copper rivet on the gate was shining, very bright.

Ordinary people coming to the gate often marveled at its majesty and magnificence, but great generals like He Lingchuan and Xue Zongwu saw at first glance that there were no knife wounds or arrow marks on the gate, none.

It was beautiful and magnificent, and it was also very sturdy, but it was actually more like a decoration.

This big gate was built sixty years ago. That is to say, for at least the past sixty years, Mangzhou had not encountered the scourge of war.

(End of chapter)