Chapter 819 Chitose Army
Murong Xuan and Wu Yan had almost no contact with each other before, but when they returned to Luoyi and sneaked in quietly, they had a special understanding.
One is a "female ghost" who has gone deep into the Beiyi tribe countless times and assassinated alone, and the other is a killer who has carried out countless assassination missions and sneaked behind enemy lines as naturally as drinking water. They took advantage of the falling night and climbed over silently. The city wall returned to Luoyi.
The two of them skillfully entered a private house, changed into common people's clothes, lowered their heads, and walked along the small street in the direction of Xuanmeng.
But after taking a few steps, they both stopped at the same time.
On the ground, there was a dull and rhythmic vibration.
Wu Yan and Murong Xuan looked at each other.
"I'll watch."
Murong Xuan said: "You go to Xuanmeng."
"After the Xuanmeng war, there is no way to know whether your brother is still alive."
Wu Yan said calmly: "Zhu Mei...may not be alive."
Murong Xuan replied in the same calm tone: "Find a way to find them. If they are dead, check their bodies to see who killed them."
Wu Yan nodded.
Although they spoke calmly, there was a faint murderous look in their eyes.
"How to contact me?" Wu Yan asked again.
Murong Xuan whispered: "The magpie cries."
What she means is that they can confirm each other's position by imitating the chirping of magpies.
Wu Yan no longer had any problems, he slipped into the shadows and disappeared.
Murong Xuan watched him melt into the night, then turned her head, leaned down, stretched out her hand and touched the ground lightly, feeling where the vibration came from.
Soon, she confirmed her position, stood up, and like a ghost, flew lightly to the roof, and quietly explored it.
After a few leaps and bounds, she crossed over a hundred steps, and finally landed at the entrance of an alley, with her back against the wall and quietly looking around.
At this sight, Murong Xuan's pupils shrank instantly!
Soldiers and horses.
Lots and lots of soldiers and horses!
The infantry came first. All of these people were wearing golden armor and even their faces were covered. They held halberds and walked steadily and neatly. When they landed, they made a roaring sound, almost covering all the floor tiles on Luoyi Street. Crushed.
But what is really suffocating is the cavalry falling far behind the infantry phalanx.
Those are real heavy cavalry, and the horses are also covered with golden armor. The steps of these well-trained horses are exactly the same as those of the infantry. They snort and hit the ground heavily with shoes, and the cavalry on horseback are also covered with body armor. A, a strong murderous aura is coming towards my face.
Murong Xuan was once a princess of a country, and she had gone deep into the Beiyi camp countless times. Her understanding of military formations was beyond the reach of ordinary Jianghu people.
She could tell at a glance that there was no blood in these soldiers.
This is very strange.
They have obviously gone through extremely rigorous training - to be able to wear such heavy armor, walk in such neat steps, and even breathe in the same rhythm, it would be impossible to train them without extremely strict and sophisticated military management methods. to produce such an army.
However, they are different from the Northern Xinjiang Army.
The Northern Xinjiang Army has experienced countless battles on the battlefield, and the blood they have absorbed from the battlefield due to their military training is extremely strong. When faced with a duel, they may be similar to ordinary powerful Jianghu people, but once they form a military formation, Even if you do nothing, it's enough to suffocate a real master!
Murong Xuan once saw the scene of the Northern Xinjiang Army charging.
There are enough two Cave Heaven Realm shamans in the Beiyi tribe. Looking at the entire Beiyi tribe, it can be considered a large tribe. Together with the other shamans, generals, and soldiers, the tribe of more than 10,000 people would reach the Central Plains. It can be said that 90% of the sects in the world cannot withstand their charge!
But that time, the Northern Xinjiang Army only sent two thousand cavalry.
Not even heavy riding.
While they were still charging, their strong blood energy had already condensed into tigers. They were one step ahead of them and roared into the enemy camp!
What kind of shaman, what kind of cave heaven realm, under the charge of the Northern Xinjiang Army, they were all scared to death, and their strength was very low! Two thousand cavalrymen trampled a tribe of ten thousand people to the ground.
Of course, the Beiyi also have their scary aspects. If prepared in advance, such a tribe cannot be broken through by two thousand cavalry... Of course, these are his words again.
Murong Xuan pressed her back against the wall of the alley, quietly sizing up the army walking through the street.
The high-flying banner rustled in the wind, and two words were written on it in thick strokes.
Chitose!
"It's King Xishuo's thousand-year-old army."
Murong Xuan suddenly realized.
This is a powerful army that has never been on the battlefield.
According to Dayan's law, vassal kings can have private soldiers, called the Thousand Years Army, but the number cannot exceed three thousand.
But it was obvious that the current group of people alone was definitely more than three thousand... and Murong Xuan firmly believed that King Xishuo's thousand-year-old army was definitely more than the ones in Luoyi.
"Sure enough, he had been prepared for it. It is more than a thousand miles from Xishuo to Luoyi. Such a large-scale deployment of troops came without any news along the way."
Murong Xuan's heart sank slightly.
She didn't really care about Dayan's affairs, but King Xishuo had remnants of the demon sect under his command, and they were her enemies.
This time, she also participated in a lot of Fu Qingzhou's plan... She knew that Fu Qingzhou had been sending various people to spy on him, but even to this extent, this huge army came from afar and was not intercepted by anyone. Discover!
How is this done?
It seems that King Xishuo has other means and preparations, and Dayan will surely usher in chaos.
Murong Xuan's eyebrows darkened slightly, and she had already begun to think about what to do next... These things used to be considered by her younger brother, but if he dies, these things can only be done by herself.
At this moment, a soft and slightly ethereal "chirp" sound floated from a distance, which was quite clear and sweet.
Murong Xuan's ears moved slightly.
The magpie chirps...it's Wu Yan.
She no longer looked at these thousand-year-old troops - the direction they were heading was obviously Luoyi Mansion Office, and they had no effect on her for the time being. Of course, she couldn't do anything.
So, she once again clung to the dark shadow like a ghost and left quietly.
Magpies chirped from time to time, and Murong Xuan followed the sound, only to find that the chirping did not come from the direction of Xuanmeng, but from a place where residential buildings were concentrated.
Her face was expressionless, but she was a little more wary, but she still followed the sound.
Soon, she landed outside a private house. There was no light in the house, and the cry of magpies came from inside. In addition, people's breathing could also be heard vaguely.
Murong Xuan narrowed her eyes slightly, slid against the wall to the window like a ghost, and suddenly broke the window and entered!
Zheng!
A pointed iron rod stood up and pointed straight at her. She also showed her ghost claws and grabbed the iron rod.
"Sister! Is it you!"
Murong Yu's surprised voice sounded in the darkness.
Murong Xuan's face moved slightly.
"Fortunately, it's you."
The pointed iron rod retracted, and Wu Yan's calm voice sounded: "We were lucky. Your brother found Zhu Mei. Zhu Mei left the mark according to the method I taught, and they escaped."
As he spoke, the fire flickered and a small oil lamp lit up.
Murong Yu held the oil lamp and looked at Murong Xuan with a smile on his face in the firelight. Wu Yan also took a few steps back and gently hugged the somewhat confused Zhu Mei.
Murong Xuan breathed out lightly.
Then, she said slowly: "Let's leave as soon as possible. It's... very dangerous here."
(End of chapter)