Why would you ask that?

“My brother said that if your sister were to roam the martial arts world, she would definitely become a famous figure in Jingguo’s martial arts world. Her ability is not something that can be developed through talent and hard work, but through repeated real combat! A family that is merely wealthy cannot cultivate such a talent.”

Zhou Nuo sat down on the rock and continued, "Your knowledge, your strategies, and your composure in the face of adversity are far beyond what you would expect from a rich young master."

"Not to mention Xiao Shouwei's attitude towards you."

"How could the commander of a city hand over leadership to you just because you made a correct judgment?"

"Do you think I'm stupid? Do you really think I can't see it?"

Zhao Cheng remained calm and said, "I can tell you my identity, but what about you? What exactly is your and your brother's purpose in coming to Lingshan?"

Zhou Nuo countered, "Does this count as a confession before the final battle?"

Zhao Cheng looked at Zhou Nuo, whose face was bathed in the same color as the sunset.

Zhao Cheng's opinion of Zhou Nuo remained unchanged.

Like the sunset,

It's beautiful.

He laughed and said, "If you think it's romantic, then so be it."

Zhou Nuo pondered for a moment, pursed his lips, and said, "My brother and I were on business near Han Nan City when we learned that our benefactor had gone missing in Lingshan. Fearing that he might be in danger, we rushed here to help."

Zhao Cheng had already guessed most of it and asked, "Your benefactor... is the Right Chancellor?"

Zhou Nuo nodded and said, "Five years ago, my brother took me to escape. We were caught by our enemies in Yanchuan, but we met the Right Prime Minister who was on his way back to Yanchuan City. The Right Prime Minister ordered his men to defeat our enemies and save our lives. Seeing that my brother and I were young, he also gave us travel expenses."

"Meeting the Right Chancellor was a new beginning for my brother and me. From that moment on, we vowed that if we ever had the chance, we would repay him!"

Zhao Cheng said, "You didn't dare reveal your intentions before because you were worried that I was the Right Chancellor's enemy?"

“My brother said that the Right Chancellor has many enemies, especially his mortal enemy Wen Tai, who has spies all over Jingguo. The world is dangerous, so we have to be careful.”

"You did nothing wrong."

Zhou Nuo moved closer to Zhao Cheng and said, "I've said everything I need to say. Now can you tell me your true identity?"

Zhao Cheng smiled and said, "I already told you, my name is Zhao Cheng."

As he spoke, Zhao Cheng stood up, took a step forward, and spread his arms as if to embrace the setting sun.

"Who is the Right Chancellor's surname and given name?"

"His surname is Zhao and his given name is Huan."

"And what about me?"

“You…” Zhou Nuo suddenly froze, looked sharply at Zhao Cheng, and exclaimed, “I just realized why your name sounds familiar!”

"The eldest son of the Right Chancellor... shall be named Zhao Cheng!"

"Could it be that you..."

Seeing Zhao Cheng's smile, Zhou Nuo understood.

...

Hai hour (9-11 PM).

The forest was pitch black; the denser the forest, the harder it was for moonlight to penetrate.

The Southern Zhou army could only advance by torches, and fearing that they might start a fire, they dared not light too many torches.

As a result, even though Zhu Weijiang repeatedly urged the soldiers to speed up, the pace was still much slower than during the day.

"ah!"

A sudden exclamation came from ahead.

Zhu Weijiang immediately asked, "What's going on?!"

"General Zhu, it's...it's...it's General Yang!"

"It really is General Yang!"

"A ghost!!"

Zhu Weijiang dashed over, kicked the screaming man to the ground, and roared, "You son of a bitch! You're trying to incite the army! I'll chop you down!!"

"General, spare me! Spare me! It was my recklessness!"

Zhu Weijiang took the torch and looked ahead. He saw Yang Le's body hanging from a tree, his face and body crawling with insects. It was indeed a frightening sight.

"General Zhu, there are some here too!"

Zhu Weijiang followed the sound and saw the corpses of Xiong Bin and the Niu brothers, looking even worse than Yang Le. All three were covered in bloody holes, and insects could be seen crawling out of them.

"Zhao Cheng! I swear to kill you!!" Zhu Weijiang roared.

The lieutenant quickly arranged for people to put down their bodies, reminding him, "General, please calm down. The junior commander wants them captured alive."

"Yes! Five generals died far from home, all thanks to Zhao Cheng. Killing him is too lenient! I want to personally capture him and bring him back, then torture him severely!"

Zhu Weijiang instructed his deputy, "Arrange for some men to carry the bodies of the four generals down the mountain. They must be brought back to Nanzhou for burial!"

"yes!"

The appearance of the four generals' corpses was a minor incident for the Southern Zhou army's vanguard, but it affected their advance speed, causing Yang Qingzhi and Bao Sheng to catch up, and the distance between the vanguard and the rearguard grew closer and closer.

Just then, strange singing came from ahead.

If it can also be called singing.

"Ah~ Oh~!"

"Ah~ Oh yeah~!"

"Ah, hiss, hiss!"

"Ah, hiss, cluck, cluck!!"

"Ah, hiss, ah, hiss, cluck!!!"

The sudden appearance of this strange thing in their ears, coupled with the memory of the four generals' corpses being eaten away by insects, sent chills down the spines of some of the more timid soldiers.

"Whoosh! Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!!"

Before they could even react to what the song was, arrows shot out from the darkness ahead.

In the chaos, many soldiers in the front row were shot and fell down howling.

"They actually dared to turn around and launch a sneak attack???"

Zhu Weijiang was so surprised he could hardly close his mouth, but the battle-hardened veteran didn't panic. Instead, he immediately shouted, "Don't panic! Remember, there are only a hundred of them! No matter how much they try to deceive us, they'll only have a hundred!"

"Annihilate them! Take their heads to the Junior Commander for the reward!"

"kill!!!"

Under Zhu Weijiang's mobilization, the Southern Zhou army quickly adjusted its formation, but before it could charge forward, more and more men fell.

Not all of these people were hit by arrows. Those who shot arrows in the dark were not actually very accurate archers, but the number of Southern Zhou soldiers falling kept increasing.

Zhu Weijiang quickly observed and found that, apart from behind him, the bushes on the three sides in front of him were rustling, accompanied by a dense sound of footsteps.

Then, shadowy figures slipped into their formation, weaving through the ranks.

They often worked in pairs, looking after each other, and carrying long spears, they plundered and killed indiscriminately among the Southern Zhou army!

There was a chilling song playing in my ears, and arrows were constantly being shot from the darkness ahead. Now, these agile shadowy figures had appeared, ready to stab anyone they saw.

Most of the soldiers in the Southern Zhou army panicked!

Even Zhu Weijiang's deputy couldn't help but say, "General, they... there are probably more than a hundred of them!"

"I said one hundred, and that's it! They can only be one hundred!!"

Zhu Weijiang drew his double whips and kicked his deputy in the backside, shouting angrily, "In this situation, morale must not falter! You and I will lead the charge and kill them all!"

The lieutenant dared not back down, and ran ahead of Zhu Weijiang, shouting, "Brothers! This is the last stand of the Jing people before they die, kill them!"

"Slaughter all the people of Jing, and uphold the might of our nation!!"

"Long live Southern Zhou!!!"