Chapter 1570 1542. Authentic
With silence, Lan En just turned his eyes, and the few people who were also prepared followed immediately.
In the dim and dark morning light, we head towards the Mount.
Their movements are very small.
Although Lan En wore heavy armor, he had practiced Ashina Ninja skills and even taught Fukuba, a little assassin in the ancient Greek world. Silent steps are just the foundation.
The armor of the velvet ball is the style of the New World Survey Team hunting cats, and it is not unspeakable.
But at the moment the kitten itself has a shiny three-color fur, and the armor removes the sound very well on it. Secondly, I practiced the "Lone Shadows Ninja Skills Book" with a higher achievement than Lan Eun.
There is really no reason to worry that this thief cat who was born in the Valley of the Miasma Valley in the New World will be exposed.
On the contrary, Wuming and Axiu looked much thinner than Lan Eun, but their voices were louder than him.
These two have not studied much, and no one has taught them the trick of stealth breath holding.
Fortunately, although Ah Xiu also wears armor, he prefers light armor that does not affect his actions.
Wuming looked at a fur cloak behind him, but Chu Ye Yizhong's equipment was also a reliable product that had been tested by time and monsters.
If they weren't focused, the footsteps of their two were not very attractive.
Treading to the mountain is not high or big. After so many knife craftsmen's settlement and long-term transformation, there is basically no pure wild appearance.
Even if it is modern, it is a hill with clear roads and properly maintained, and it cannot be considered a wild mountain in any case.
It would be very convenient to build defensive fortifications in such a mountain, and of course it would also have its disadvantages. In the eyes of the attacking party, these fortifications would appear much more conspicuous than those on the wild mountain.
It was very dark at this time, and Lan En had already drunk [Cat's Eye]. After being stimulated by the potion, his visual cells' sensitivity to light suddenly increased.
Those who were patrolling with torches often had their bodies radiated in his eyes before they could appear in his sight.
The light is faster than the human being, and what Lan En discovered is faster than the light.
The road surface and stone steps of the loess seem to be of this kind of soil on the mines.
Just as Lan En made the inference after coming to Mount Trample Mountain for the first time, the overall control of the mountain is in the hands of the human army.
But in the critical traffic location, they arranged monsters.
The monster did not appear, but was just a cloud of black and dirty smoke blocking the middle of those passages.
Whoever dares to rub against the side, then the anger in the world will stimulate the monster's foul air, causing it to suddenly appear and tear the life.
With this method of blocking the road, it is basically impossible for the craftsmen in the mountains to escape with their own strength.
After all, they are just experts in casting knives, not experts in cutting people with knives. "This is just the first floor on the mountain. You don't have to stop, just pass directly!" Lan En whispered in the deep darkness approaching dawn.
His eyes shine even more under the action of the potion.
After all, this is the largest arsenal in Mino, and Akichi Mitsuhide has also been here.
Before he divided the troops, he exchanged his memories at that time to Lan En through the spirit division.
Taiping Mountain was divided into two floors by knife makers, one of which was a simple and small wooden house.
When entering the second floor through a mountain gate, it is where most knife craftsmen live, and the deepest part of the second floor is the large forging furnace.
The memories that Akichi Mitsuhide once saw have deviated.
The first floor houses were all requisitioned and renovated by Yilong's army, becoming military uses.
But this is an expected deviation. As long as the position of the large forging furnace and the mountain does not change, it will not be in the way. "Do you want to touch it quietly?" Wuming said in a low voice.
She looked around and saw the corners of her mouth twitching.
In the dark environment, the cat's eyes of the witch hunter were shining with a faint light because of the potion.
The white demon beauty's blue eyes were also illuminating.
Even the eyes of the velvet ball are green when reflecting the moonlight.
Without her, she just had her eyes not bright?
Lan En didn't say anything, but led them quietly to pass by a wooden arrow tower, and stopped at the downhill position where the wall and Tori were separated from the hillside.
The profession of knife craftsman must be a bit superstitious. It is normal to worship mines and large stoves as gods. There is a torii here that is not abrupt.
But generally speaking, this steep loess slope has a height difference of about ten meters, and the upper part is a sharp fence partition.
People like Wuming and Axiu who practice martial arts seriously and pursue stability in the lower plates can't easily go up silently.
Crawl can be done, but it is inevitable that you will be in a hurry. During the movements, the posture and center of gravity were completely unable to maintain the stability of the posture and the center of gravity, which was equivalent to completely abandoning the ability to defend and respond.
For warriors like them, this situation is like being stripped naked and thrown on the street without any security. So basically I would rather take a detour than climb.
But Lan Eun doesn't care about that much now.
"Um!"
He snatched down and put A Xiu's waist in his hand.
The flexible and powerful waist can feel the muscle profile of the agile vest line below through the light armor.
The half-demon beauty looked at the witch hunter in shock with blue eyes.
But he only got a teasing smile from the other party in response.
With Lan En's arm strength as a humanoid projector, why are you free to go to the main gate?
A Xiu was busy thinking about gesturing, but Lan Eun no longer gave her a chance. First, the tugging feeling came from the strong and flexible waist, and then the weightlessness in the whole body!
Lan En may not be able to use this method to ordinary people, and the body of ordinary people may not be able to withstand the pressure of such push.
A Xiu's figure suddenly flew up!
Although it was indeed unexpected at the beginning, in mid-air, she immediately adjusted her body's center of gravity and landed smoothly. "I went up too!"
The velvet ball was much simpler. It directly slid on the soil slope, and its light body followed A Xiu to go up.
"I'll try to get right by myself!"
Wuming's words "main door" were not finished, and Lan En threw it away.
The nervous exclamation was forcibly pressed into her throat by her reason, and turned into a low whimper that sounded quite interesting to Lan En.
In the end, Lan En shot out the projector hook lock, grabbed the corner of a bluestone in the loess, and jumped up and flipped up.
When in mid-air, he heard the sound of blood splashing out from his blood vessels.
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When he landed, he happened to see A Xiu's [Nine Characters Joint Definition] pulling out of a soldier's chest.
The soldier's lung lobe was pierced, and the blood choked in, leaving only the gurgling sound from his throat.
"Do you want to clean up?" Wuming asked cautiously. "There is no need to clean up carefully, just throw it into the grass on the roadside." Lan En just glanced at it, and then walked into Torii without stopping after landing. "This is a surprise attack, time is the most important." "Meow!" The fastest velvet ball poked out from the door frame inside and greeted him.
Behind Torii is a sacred temple, and it is probably a bit of a word to worship it between the two floors of Mount Takan.
But at this time, nothing can be said to be useful.
According to Akechi Mitsuhide's memories of coming here before, passing through the temple is the gate on the second floor.
So far, Lan En and the others have not encountered monsters. After all, there are already officers and soldiers on the first floor, so there must be not many monsters in order to facilitate movement.
But the next second floor should be quite a lot.
But when Lan En and the others quickly walked through the temple and were about to open the door, Lan En suddenly frowned and turned his head, his ears trembled.
"What's wrong?" Wuming, who had already taken the folded naginata sickle, immediately asked cautiously.
Lan Eun did not respond, but walked to the corner of the wall of the temple, a small compartment like a small utility room that was putting a mop and broom.
After pulling open the compartment door, he squatted down and pulled the tatami on the ground and lifted it.
"Is it an authentic meow?!"
The fleece ball following behind him exclaimed in a low voice!
"It's not only authentic." Lan En said, and jumped in without delay. "There are still many people here. You can wait for my signal."
The two of them stretched their heads to the entrance of the hole and looked down.
As soon as they turned their heads over, they saw several spears stabbing at Lan En, sloping and disorganized.
"Ah!"
This is not Lan Eun's cry.
In fact, he was standing there, with the spearheads of several spears brushing out many sparks on Smaug, and he himself didn't even shake it.
The person who made the sound was holding the spear.
Several voices, but basically all lack energy, mainly female voices and young voices.
This made the two people watching above feel no sense of crisis.
"Poke him!"
"Kill him soon!"
"Silently! Silently!"
While shouting 'silently', the chaotic voice became louder and louder because of panic.
It was not until Lan En, after a moment, had a few crisp "clicks" sounds, and he broke each spear with his bare hands.
This level of shocking change calmed down the dementia-yelling people.
Everyone's expressions were frozen on their faces, as if they were suddenly spoofed by someone while taking a photo.
But by feeling the emotions in it carefully, you will know that their faces are pure, fear of death.
This is an underground cave that seems to be naturally formed.
Several dim torches provided the lighting, and Lan En's shiny cat eyes swept through.
The woman with a yellow face and a thin skin, a headscarf wrapped around her head, but still exposed her withered hair.
A man with a naked upper body and protruding ribs. There are also young people who are a little energetic.
Everyone was covered in dirty and cold sweat, looking at Lan Eun's expression and flinched and despair.
Why are the children and women who make noises when they stab Lan En?
Because here they should be a little more fighting power.
They think Lane, whose eyes glow in the dark, is a monster.
But after Lan En glanced around, he raised his eyebrows with some surprise.
"You, Miss." Lan En found the target directly from the crowd and asked in the other party's surprised eyes. "Are you organizing them to escape?"
(The end of this chapter)