At noon today, Yan Dong and Yan Wulu's team had left Jinling and headed north.
The emperor's envoy traveled ten miles from the city to see him off.
A group of Zhenbei sergeants also set out to accompany them.
Taking the Daqian Tunnel, the team soon crossed the Yangtze River and arrived at the Beiguo Plain.
Walk to the center of the corridor.
The procession suddenly stopped.
Yan Wulu was at the head of the team. The reason why he ordered the team to stop was simple. The corridor was blocked, which seemed to be caused by a natural disaster.
I'm afraid it will be difficult to move forward in a short period of time.
"It's getting late, it seems it's too late to get to the next station."
Yan Wulu looked at the setting sun in the sky, then turned to Yan Dong and said, "...Father, why don't we make a temporary camp here to rest tonight."
"Yes." Yan Dong nodded upon hearing this, and then waved his hand to indicate that the troops would be stationed temporarily.
…
The moon is as cold as water.
Inside the marching camp.
Yan Wulu felt that it was unusual for the corridor to be blocked today.
It's as if someone did it on purpose.
Moreover, the old emperor actually asked all the Yan family members to return to the North without leaving even a formal proton.
Everything is too abnormal.
But, for what?
Assassination?
Yan Wulu thought it was impossible. There was his father, himself, Cheng Huanian and a large number of elite soldiers and generals of the Zhenbei Army here.
Which master in the world can sneak into this place to assassinate?
Assassination is unlikely.
And even if a large army were to conquer, it would be difficult for any army to be able to deal with the Zhenbei Army here.
Yan Wulu couldn't think of an idea for a while.
But then I thought maybe I was being suspicious.
Perhaps, simply after Xie Qixing's death, the old emperor felt that his imperial power was stable, and he was extra "merciful" to himself and others who had made great achievements.
When Yan Wulu was thinking deeply.
Suddenly, a heroic female voice came from outside the tent——
"Eldest nephew, is it convenient for me... to come in?"
Yan Wulu raised his head when he heard the sound.
It was Yan Weiyu's voice.
It's really strange. In the past, Yan Weiyu always barged in directly. He didn't kick the door, which was considered a courtesy.
Tonight, Yan Wulu was asked for his opinion.
"certainly."
Although there were constant thoughts in his mind, Yan Wulu responded with a gentle and polite expression: "...little aunt, just come in."
While talking, Yan Weiyu also gently opened the tent door and entered inside.
She came directly behind Yan Wulu and placed her jade-white hands on his shoulders.
She suddenly noticed that there was a topographic map of the area on the desk in front of Yan Wulu.
Yan Weiyu suddenly felt in his heart - it seems that his eldest nephew is also a cautious and careful master.
"My nephew, you are still studying this map late at night. Are you worried about the corridor being blocked during the day?"
"Yes."
Yan Wulu turned slightly sideways, looked at Yan Weiyu and continued to respond: "The corridor is blocked, it's just one of them."
"...More importantly, when we were in Jinling that day, my aunt and I were just giving it a try, so we petitioned the old emperor to allow us to return to the North with our father."
"...In the end, the old emperor actually agreed to everything directly. I originally thought that he would let you, my little aunt, stay in Aurous Hill."
"Yeah." Yan Weiyu nodded in agreement upon hearing this.
But suddenly, she heard something wrong in Yan Wulu's words, and then punched Yan Wulu's right arm, and said angrily -
"What do you mean by this? Do you really like letting me stay in Aurous Hill?!"
"No, no, no, of course not..." Yan Wulu smiled bitterly and waved his hands to deny.
"My little aunt is so beautiful that Wulu can only dream of returning to Yanbei with us."
"...It's just that when something goes wrong, there must be a monster."
"...Sometimes it's always right to be careful."
Yan Wulu said.
He suddenly felt in his heart that at least Yan Weiyu's casual punch this time finally knew the severity, and it would not make him unable to breathe for a long time like before...
Yan Weiyu heard this and was very satisfied with the answer.
Especially when hearing words like "beautiful and charming" from the other person's mouth...
"You can still speak." She retracted her fist and rubbed her palms slightly.
But the next moment, Yan Wulu realized that Yan Weiyu might not have known the severity of this punch, but that he was now much stronger than before.
"My little aunt comes to Wulu Camp late at night. She can't just come to see what I'm doing, right?"
"Uh, this..."
Yan Weiyu didn't know how to answer.
Because she just had a desire in her heart to come and see Yan Wulu, so she came.
On the contrary, I haven't thought of enough valid reasons for myself in advance...
"Ahem, cough, cough, why, can't I come to you if I'm fine?"
"Of course you can." Yan Wulu said with a smile.
Yan Weiyu coughed slightly to cover up his embarrassment.
"Okay, okay, let me ask you first, there is one thing, that is..."
Yan Weiyu organizes the language.
She thought about it for a long time, but she still didn't say anything.
"What is it?" Yan Wulu asked promptly.
Yan Weiyu's face turned red, he pretended to cough again, and then continued——
"That's right, Yan Dong, have you ever written a letter to you?"
Yan Weiyu asked a little cautiously.
Yan Wulu didn't quite understand...
"Father, you have written many letters to me, but I don't know which one my little aunt is talking about?"
Yan Weiyu suddenly felt a headache and held his forehead...
"Okay." Yan Weiyu said to himself, "I probably know, Yan Dong must not have written that letter to you yet."
"ha?"
Yan Wulu was a little confused.
He didn't quite understand whether there was any agreement between his aunt and his father in front of him. Could he write a letter to himself?
Yan Weiyu waved her hand, and then said -
"Forget it, next time...well, let's wait until Yan Dong writes you a letter."
"...Actually, these little things are not particularly important, but there is one thing that I think it is necessary to talk to you about."
"Little aunt, please speak."
Yan Wulu said, and at the same time he stretched out his hand to signal Yan Weiyu to sit down with him.
Yan Weiyu sat across from Yan Wulu's desk.
"Just today, before leaving Jinling, I found something on top of the container where my sworn brother Yan Dong, your father, drank wine..."
...bloodstains remain.
Yan Weiyu hasn't finished speaking yet.
It was interrupted by a sudden sound of military warning.
A shrill, shrill sound.
Yan Wulu and Yan Weiyu immediately stood up.
Yan Weiyu even took out the double-pronged sword from Najie.
"Enemy attack?" Yan Weiyu asked himself in question.
She had not understood the Zhenbei Army's signal transmission for many years, and she was even less clear about the changes in signals in the army over the years.
"no."
Yan Wulu said directly, "I think I found some abnormalities."
"…some very serious anomalies."
Yan Wulu said.
The two of them had no time to talk anymore and went straight out of the camp.
Yan Wulu and Yan Weiyu quickly rushed to the source of the sound.
They found that a large number of Zhenbei sergeants had gathered here.
Yan Dong, Cheng Huanian and other generals had already arrived here.
Yan Wulu passed through the crowd and came directly to Yan Dong, asking——
"Father, what happened?"
"Lu'er, you are here."
Yan Dong was very calm. He looked at Yan Wulu, then at the injured sergeants, and continued: "Let's tell the prince and Commander Yan the same story."
"As commanded."
"...His Royal Highness, Commander-in-Chief Yan, when our sentinels were patrolling outside this camp, we discovered several sneaky warriors who seemed to have been observing the camp."
"...We originally wanted to catch up and catch someone alive."
"As a result, we were attacked by a mysterious strong man, and among a group of brothers, we were the only ones who came back alive."
When Yan Wulu heard this, he quickly glanced at the battle wounds on the sentries...
There are many rock fragments, some even embedded in wounds.
"These are all injuries caused by the descendants of the Earth Demon."
As Yan Wulu spoke, he thought to himself - "Today, only Nan Chuanyue and Lu Minghui have such abilities, and Nan Chuanyue is naturally impossible. That means... Lu Minghui is here!"
"We must not let this person go so easily."
Yan Wulu clenched his hands slightly, then turned to Yan Dong and saluted with clasped fists -
"Father, I am willing to personally lead the team to trace this person's traces, and bring back all the bodies of our brothers and send them back to [Loyal Soul Pavilion]."
When Yan Weiyu heard the words, he immediately stood up.
"The descendants of the devil are in great danger, I will go with you!"
As he said that, Yan Weiyu noticed that everyone's eyes seemed to be focused on him. Yan Weiyu felt that he seemed to be a little too concerned about Yan Wulu just now...
She coughed slightly and quickly added: "Based on my years of experience in exterminating demons, little aunt, I can take care of you when the time comes..."
Everyone nodded secretly when they heard this... They thought it made sense.
Yan Wulu felt a little strange.
Especially the word "care" makes him feel very awkward.
"Don't worry, little aunt, Wu Lu alone can lead the team."
"...Wulu is also a ninth-level warrior now. Maybe even you, little aunt, are no match for me."
When Yan Weiyu heard this, her beautiful eyes suddenly changed.
She stepped forward and punched Yan Wulu in the chest.
"Do you think ninth-level warriors are strong? Little aunt, I will just slap you with one hand. Believe it or not!"
"Believe...of course I believe."
Yan Wulu looked helpless and continued jokingly——
"...Little aunt, if you hit me, I will never dare to fight back, so little aunt, let alone one hand, can beat me without using any hands."
Yan Weiyu laughed angrily at what the other party said.
Many officers and soldiers of the Zhenbei Army looked at the increasingly intimate and abnormal conversation between the aunt and nephew, and only regarded it as a sign of a deep relationship between the two...
Finally, Yan Dong spoke at the right moment and said——
"Let Wei Yu go with you, Wu Lu, so that we can take care of each other."
"Yes." Yan Wulu held his hands.
Yan Weiyu also gave up his hand.
Both of them were keenly aware of the change in Yan Dong's name for them...
Yan Dong used to call Yan Weiyu "sister-in-law", but this time, he rarely called her by her first name.
Yan Weiyu suddenly felt secretly happy.
Yan Wulu was a little confused...
However, the two of them did not always pay attention to this.
They quickly mounted their military horses and led a group of "white horse followers" out of the camp, heading towards the place where the previous outposts encountered a fierce battle.
…
Yan Wulu and Yan Weiyu led the team to set off.
Inside the camp, it was no longer as relaxed and peaceful as before.
The Sentinel Cavalry of the Zhenbei Army was suddenly attacked by a mysterious strong man.
Before that, several warriors secretly spied on the army camp...
No matter which one it is, it shows that the situation at this moment is not optimistic.
A solemn and oppressive atmosphere floated above the camp.
The Zhenbei Army is never afraid of fighting, but they will never look down upon small battles.
suddenly.
When Yan Wulu and his team led the team, they disappeared from sight.
Yan Dong stretched out his hand slightly, gesturing for Cheng Huanian beside him to come closer.
Cheng Huanian came respectfully.
Yan Dong whispered a few instructions beside him.
Cheng Huanian immediately clasped his fists in salute, then quietly stepped back and left.
…
Yan Wulu led a team of "white horse followers" to quickly pursue them.
White Horse Yicong is the best at riding and shooting, and his arrows are always missed.
Moreover, every "White Horse Yicon" is a sergeant with powerful spiritual consciousness selected from a hundred people in the Zhenbei Army.
Even in the dark night, he can still track the enemy and penetrate the enemy at a hundred steps.
Soon, they discovered the warrior spies who had been rescued by the mysterious strong man on the previous battlefield.
The two sides briefly clashed.
The warrior spies collapsed at the first touch and fled in an instant.
The two sides chased into a woodland.
"Hey~"
"Hey~"
"Hey~"
A large number of arrows pierced the air.
The last warrior spy was hit by an arrow in the back and fell down.
Baima Yicong immediately caught up with him and surrounded him.
The warrior has no way to escape.
Someone dismounted and subdued the warrior.
The rest of the "White Horse Yi Cong" gradually moved away to both sides, neatly leaving a gap in the team as a road.
Yan Wulu and Yan Weiyu followed this road to the front of the warrior.
They did not dismount.
The halberd in Yan Wulu's hand directly raised the warrior's chin slightly. Looking at the unique and sinister appearance, he said, "You don't look like a Central Plains person."
"He is a Western Yi warrior."
Yan Weiyu added: "...This is what a Xiyi person looks like, and judging from his clothes and complexion, he should be a member of the Xiyi Corpse Immortal Sect."
"Corpse Immortal Sect?"
Yan Wulu murmured to himself.
I heard that the Corpse Immortal Sect deals with corpses all the year round, and most of the disciples in the sect have gloomy corpse auras, so it’s no wonder they are like this.
Yan Wulu didn't put down the halberd in his hand. He looked at the warrior again and said directly -
"Tell me, why are you spying on my army camp late at night?"
When the warrior spy from the Corpse Immortal Sect heard this, he suddenly laughed inexplicably.
He stared at Yan Wulu arrogantly and said in broken Chinese language——
"You have fallen into a trap, Prince Zhenbei."
"...You have been ambushed by our Corpse Immortal Sect!"
The words of a warrior are spoken.
However, the expressions of Yan Wulu and Yan Weiyu did not change at all.
...that cold look, as if he was looking at a fool.
The warrior was secretly surprised. Shouldn't the other party be shocked?
Could it be that the ambush of my Corpse Immortal Sect has been spotted by these people a long time ago?
