Chapter 143

In the blink of an eye, two days passed.

After the long journey, the warhorses' stamina gradually declined.

Adding to that, the weather was unfavorable, so Gu Han and the others failed to reach the next city before nightfall.

Fortunately, the heavy rain stopped in the evening, although the roads were muddy.

But Gu Han and the others managed to find a patch of ground not soaked by the rain.

Everyone took out their tents from the storage rings and quickly set them up.

People from different camps gathered separately, lighting pots to cook.

If conditions allowed, they still preferred to eat something hot.

Time quickly arrived at deep night.

According to the prearranged night-watch schedule, six people were left on duty.

Everyone then returned to their own tents to begin resting.

A rustling wind sounded through the mountains and forests.

The night watchmen didn't think much of it, taking it merely as the wind howling.

And just as the night grew deep, when the watch was about to change.

Dozens of feathered arrows shot like lightning from the woods.

Amid the piercing whistling, several arrows struck the already weary watchmen.

Pfft!

In a series of dull thuds, the sharp arrows pierced the watchmen's armor.

The watchmen, having no time to react, clutched their bleeding chests and collapsed with a crash.

Their armor could not help them snatch back a life from under the arrows.

But even so, a watchman from the Third Camp, on the verge of death from grave injury, exerted all his strength and shouted,

'Enemy attack!'

The instant he shouted, another arrow struck his forehead, killing him outright.

The moment the watchman shouted.

In the Third Camp, those resting in the tents instantly woke up and sprang into action.

Thanks to years of military life, plus Gu Han's prior reminder to be cautious,

the people of the Third Camp were the only ones who reacted in time.

Many in the Eighth and Tenth Camps had grown lax after leaving the Military Camp.

At this moment, Zhong Cheng was still two days' journey away.

Even if there were bandits around Zhong Cheng, they would not come to rob and kill these people.

So the people of those two camps simply had no time to respond.

They suffered heavy losses right from the first moment!

In Gu Han's tent, Little Wolf slipped out through a seam and tiptoed into the woods on his short legs.

Gu Han stepped outside the tent, holding the Silver Dragon Spear.

As he waved the Silver Dragon Spear in his hand, water could not penetrate.

But seeing the fallen watchmen, his gaze turned ice-cold.

This was precisely the moment when the watch was about to change, and also when the watchmen, fatigued, had let their guard down.

The assassins chose this moment to launch their ambush, clearly having figured out their watch routine!

This wave of assassins was certainly not a spur-of-the-moment impulse.

They came prepared!

Gu Chen, Gu Qianyue, and the others immediately rushed out of their respective tents.

But the sky-filling arrow rain forced them to merely hold up heavy shields, unable to advance.

Countless arrows poured out of the woods like a violent rainstorm.

The swishing sound even drowned out the night's original wind, sending chills down one's spine.

Meanwhile, the people of the other two camps only now belatedly shouted 'Enemy attack!' and began charging out of their tents.

Gu Han raised his Yellow Stone Shield with his right hand, listening to the howling arrow rain, momentarily unable to gauge how many assassins there were.

Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!

In the tents nearby, low groans rose and fell continuously.

The whistling of arrows splitting the air and the muffled groans of soldiers struck by arrows plunged this area into a deathly silence.

'Who dares to ambush the army!'

In the night, Liang Fang's furious roar startled the birds in the forest.

He fiercely slashed out a blade aura, cleaving more than ten arrows in half!

These arrows posed little threat to Liang Fang, but for the Captain of Hundred and the Squad Leaders, they were a deadly threat!

Faced with Liang Fang's roar, the woods gave no reply.

It merely rained arrows mercilessly, cutting down soldiers who had no time to resist.

Watching the carefully selected soldiers beside him fall one after another,

Liang Fang felt his body sway, his heart dripping blood.

He roared wildly, wanting to charge into the forest, but each time was driven back by the arrow rain.

Helpless, Liang Fang could only temporarily give up, raising his shield with one hand and fighting his way to Gu Han's side,

'Gu Han, what on earth is happening? Why is it that only your Third Camp lost just two watchmen?'

Liang Fang's tone was full of ill will.

Among the soldiers of the Eighth Camp and Tenth Camp,

In this short time they lost nearly one-third of their combat strength!

But the Third Camp under Gu Han's command lost only two night watchmen.

Even those like Gu Lin whose strength barely reached Martial Practitioner did not die in battle!

Gu Lin and the others were originally far from reaching Martial Practitioner.

But the cultivation resources Gu Han gave them far exceeded those given to others.

As long as one isn't a blockhead, piling up so many resources would surely bring one to Martial Practitioner!

But in the Eighth Camp even Martial Masters died from the Arrow Rain.

By comparison Martial Practitioners are hardly worth mentioning.

Liang Fang's words were nothing but a challenge to Gu Han.

Suspecting that Gu Han had discovered the assassin but because he had previously provoked Gu Han he bore a grudge.

Thus Gu Han did not warn them in advance causing their camp to suffer heavy losses!

However facing Liang Fang's questioning Gu Han's reply was a resounding slap.

Pa!

A crisp crack extremely piercing in the night.

Even the howling of the Arrow Rain could not drown out the sound of that slap.

Liang Fang was caught off guard by a slap nearly knocked to the ground.

He looked at Gu Han in disbelief eyes ferocious as he roared,

"Isn't it just that you're worried our camp stole your limelight in the escort mission?"

"You have such a vicious heart actually causing the death of so many soldiers!"

Gu Han's eyes flashed with anger he said coldly,

"You can try saying a few more words see if you can stay alive!"

Liang Fang's face changed instantly upon hearing that.

But recalling Gu Han's terrifying strength Liang Fang felt a shudder and dared not lash out at him.

Gu Han looked at Liang Fang's clownish antics gave a cold snort suppressing his inner anger as he growled,

"Since I left the camp I've said that with Zhong Cheng's bandits rampant there are bound to be bandits along the way."

"During night rest we must heighten vigilance we absolutely cannot fall into deep sleep!"

"Tell me did you hear that?"

"As long as they didn't sleep themselves to death even if the night watch of the Eighth Camp and Tenth Camp gave no alarm"

"the moment the Third Camp's night watch shouted 'Enemy attack!' they too should have awakened"

"But they didn't!"

"It's obvious they took his words as wind in the ears!"

Upon hearing Gu Han's question Liang Fang's heart leapt in shock.

"Because Gu Han's guess matched the actual events exactly!"

Liang Fang's earlier anger vanished in an instant his heart filled with self-reproach.

As the saying goes "what is done above is followed below."

"It is precisely because he did not take Gu Han's words to heart."

"That his camp's people would copy his behavior each doing as they pleased."

"In the end this led to today's miserable outcome!"

"Whoosh!"

"While Liang Fang was blaming himself a piercing whistling sound suddenly rang out."

"Swish!"

"Gu Han deflected the arrow aimed at Liang Fang with his spear saying coldly"

"What you need to do now is keep your life and atone for the fallen soldiers!"