Chapter 590: Waiting for a Rabbit to Run into a Tree Stump (Part 2) [Requesting Monthly Tickets]

"Capital National Security!"

"The other side has replied with today's password!"

The soldiers sent out assumed the other side hadn't heard them.

He held two flags high with both hands and gestured with flag signals.

He focused his energy in his dantian and repeated, "If you don't reply with the password, we will treat you as enemies. Reply immediately!"

Despite the heavy rain, it was clear that the hundred or so people on the other side were dressed the same as their own. With the wind and rain raging, it was normal that they couldn't hear clearly. Just as the soldier was about to repeat himself for the third time, another soldier emerged from the opposite side, raising a flag.

He responded at the top of his lungs.

"Today's password—"

Before he could finish signaling with his flags, a sharp arrow shot straight at his heart. He didn't even have time to scream before he clutched his chest and fell backward, splashing up a large spray of muddy water. The owner of this arrow was none other than Lu Ji, whose face was cold and indifferent.

"Kill them!"

Lu Ji said he would act immediately.

Decisive and efficient, giving the other party no time to react.

Left hand holds a bow and arrow pointing to the sky, right hand holds an arrow.

The bowstring was instantly drawn taut, pointing towards the sky above the camp.

With a whoosh.

A special arrow is shot into the sky, emitting an extremely piercing whistling sound as it rapidly ascends. Even in such severe wind and rain, the sound remains clear and loud. At its zenith, the arrow explodes with a deafening roar.

A cluster of snow-white light illuminated the sky for a moment.

Warning arrow!

At the very moment the whistle was fired, the enemy also shot out an arrow, which, judging from its direction and force, was clearly intended to intercept it.

Lu Ji sneered inwardly.

The bow and arrow in his hand transformed into a pair of heavy hammers.

She led from the front, and the soldiers who followed her on her night patrol obeyed orders without regard for anything else. Seeing this, the hundred or so men opposite, unaware of their own weakness, hastily engaged in battle. Both sides had brave warriors leading their teams, and a direct confrontation was a clash of strength.

Two beams of martial energy blasted out first.

Lu Ji could see the other person's face clearly through the rain curtain.

A man who looks to be around thirty years old.

The other man was rugged in appearance. Although his martial arts skills were not high, his body exuded a fierce aura, clearly indicating that he was a ruthless character who had seen a lot of blood. Seeing that Lu Ji was fair-skinned and clean-shaven, and much thinner than the average burly martial artist, he was secretly alarmed by the other man's strength, but he sneered and said, "You haven't even grown your hair yet and you're already out here learning to fight. Young man, you might as well go home and snuggle in your mother's arms and drink your milk!"

Lu Ji's face darkened instantly.

After the battle of Luxia County, only she and her nephew remained in the family register; her father and brothers had died in battle, and all her relatives had perished. Although it's common for martial artists to exchange trash talk to affect each other's mentality, Lu Ji still felt a surge of anger rising in her chest: "You're asking for death!"

She couldn't help but increase the force.

Perhaps due to her family's tradition of martial arts, Lu Jipang wasn't particularly fond of any weapons, but her favorite was this pair of heavy hammers covered in spikes. Excluding the spikes, the hammers themselves were as wide as her shoulders in diameter, with long, slender handles that could be used with one or two hands. They were engraved with ferocious demonic patterns, and at the end of the handle was a demonic mouth filled with sharp teeth. The two demonic mouths were connected by an iron chain as thick as an arm.

Although his moves were skillful and effortless, they lacked ferocity because he rarely drew blood. He also held back when sparring with his comrades.

In actual combat, she seemed a little rusty. Fortunately, her appearance was deceptive, and her double hammers weighed over 240 jin (approximately 120 kg) – each one as heavy as Zhao Feng's bronze mace. As her martial prowess continued to improve, the weight would also increase. Even Shen Tang was slightly surprised; this woman had potential. Enemies who didn't know her strength were likely to be careless and suffer losses when fighting her.

Today's enemy suffered a minor loss.

The disdain on his face turned into astonishment.

As Lu Ji brought his double hammers down on his head, seemingly aiming to smash a large hole in it, he managed to withstand the blow, but a momentary numbness crept into his hands, and his arm muscles ached. He couldn't help but curse inwardly, "What bad luck!"

His weapon was a large sword.

The blade is snow-white and sharp, with nine rings strung along its back.

The ring, seemingly just an ordinary decoration, actually contained a hidden mechanism; if it struck, it would slice off strings of flesh. He channeled his martial energy into the blade and charged at Lu Ji like a mad bull. The soldiers along the way, affected by the shockwave, lost their footing.

clang!

A loud bang!

Although he is not good at physical strength, he has the courage to suppress it.

Lu Ji barely managed to stand, his upper body leaning slightly backward.

"I like your head!"

He then shouted loudly, "Give me your life!"

Lu Ji remained silent, her lips pressed tightly together. Aside from a short, angry "You're courting death," she uttered no further words. It had only been less than three years since she joined Shen Tang's ranks. Her martial arts training was still in its early stages, and even with Shen Tang's subtle support and her decent talent, she was still at a disadvantage compared to her opponent. Therefore, she needed to concentrate even more and dared not be distracted.

The two sides' soldiers had already clashed, locked in fierce combat. The sound of blades piercing flesh was drowned out by the wind and rain, and flames were already raging in the direction of the camp behind them. Hopefully, the warning had arrived in time. As Lu Ji retreated explosively, he smashed the enemy soldier who had ambushed him from behind with his hammer. The latter sprayed a cluster of crimson blood in mid-air, and died the moment he hit the ground, his blood mingling with the muddy water.

Some blood splattered on her face, the warmth of the blood quickly carried away by the cold wind, leaving only the lingering stench of blood to silently tell of a life taken by her. The moment her heel touched the ground, she stomped her foot and charged straight forward again.

Just as she could easily kill the sneaky soldiers, it would be even easier for the warriors on the other side to slaughter their own ordinary soldiers.

As the clashes intensified, the enemy martial artist realized that Lu Ji had advantages over him in every aspect except for his young age, lack of experience, and low level of martial courage. Several of his attacks were thwarted by Lu Ji's skillful techniques, clearly indicating that he was a trained martial artist.

Or perhaps it's a family tradition passed down through generations of military officers.

Tsk—

Isn't it said that Shen Tang's crew is all makeshift?

He had heard such rumors before coming, but only after actually fighting did he realize that the other party's foundation was deeper than he had imagined. He had climbed up to where he was today by stepping on one person after another. His combat style relied more on intuition and existing experience.

"Hmph, I won't let you live today."

He suddenly increased the amount of martial energy he poured into his body.

He slashed a ten-foot-long blade of light at Lu Ji with his broadsword.

Lu Ji had no choice but to parry with her heavy hammers, and at the same time, she somehow swung out the iron chain from the end of the cone handle. The chain, imbued with her martial energy, lashed out at her opponent's face like a serpent. With such force, she slid back more than ten steps before barely managing to regain her balance.

clang!

The enemy spun around and knocked the iron chain away.

This also gave Lu Ji a chance to catch his breath.

Granary camp.

A streak of snow-white silver light, like a serpentine snake, pierced the vitals of three enemy soldiers in one go. Zhao Wei flashed and appeared behind the third soldier, firmly grasping the spear. The spear itself was spotless, except for the red tassel, which dripped with the blood of an unknown person.

Her face was filled with anger.

Just as she was drifting off to sleep, she was jolted awake by a whistle. The enemy had already reached the camp. Looking at the enemies attacking from all directions, Zhao Wei felt no fear or timidity, only a rapid pounding of her chest and a burning desire that made her envious.

Father...

You really should take a look...

Daughters can stand on the real battlefield, wielding guns and killing enemies, instead of staying in someone's private quarters and being someone's mistress!

(*￣3￣)╭

I'm going to sleep now; I have to get up early tomorrow for my prenatal checkup at the First Affiliated Hospital.

A quick calculation shows that the one-month countdown has begun.

P.S.: Qiu Cheng was the real catalyst that got Tang Mei involved...

(End of this chapter)