826 Fog Arrives

Suddenly, a hurried sound came, and a fast horse galloped by. The horse was a Blood Dragon Horse, with great stamina, capable of traveling at night without hindrance and even faster. The scout on the horse was dressed in light armor and came quickly.

He dismounted ten zhang away and came to her side in three or four steps. He said in a low and urgent voice, "Report, General, there has been a change at the front. A thick fog has risen from the water, reducing visibility to less than ten zhang. Torches and campfires are not very effective, only increasing the distance by about ten zhang!"

The fog came very suddenly; before we could even investigate, it had already slowly rolled in.

We had no choice but to retreat one mile!

General Lou's expression changed, and he said approvingly, "Well done, thank you for your hard work. You can go and rest now!"

"Thank you, General!" The young scout immediately bowed and hurried away.

General Lou remained unmoved, holding a large sword over ten feet long on his back in his hand. Three steps away, his personal guards, still in full armor, waited with their swords drawn.

His eyes held a hint of admiration, but not a trace of fear; at this moment, his resolve was as firm and unshakeable as a mountain.

In a deep voice, as if making a declaration, he said, "Gather three thousand soldiers and follow me on the expedition!"

Let me see what kind of monster is causing this trouble! 'Let's go!' The voice was deep and powerful, as awe-inspiring as thunder.

With the broadsword in hand, its blade was pitch black and cold, mixed with the essence of cold iron. As the wind blew by, it seemed to cut the blade in two, causing it to involuntarily split apart.

In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, three thousand soldiers quickly assembled like a tide, their spears chilling, their armor gleaming, their cold light flashing like lightning, their momentum like a rainbow.

After years of fighting on the battlefield, even though it was night and the dew was heavy, their steps were uniform and orderly, like iron cavalry trampling across the land, raising a cloud of dust.

The second prince, clad in armor, was imposing and held a four-foot-long sword in his hand. The blade was as wide as an ordinary thin sword, but ten times thicker, containing hidden wind stones and meteorite iron from the sky. It was sturdy and sharp, and the blade hummed slightly, as if sensing its master's killing intent.

General Lou swiftly and forcefully stepped forward, bowed respectfully, and said, "Your Highness, I have disturbed you. Please rest. This is a trivial matter; I will handle it."

The Second Prince stepped forward and helped General Lou up, saying softly, "General Lou, you've worked hard. I also know the intelligence from earlier. Fog at night is common, but the fog seems to be blowing in all directions, blowing in a directional manner and remaining condensed without dissipating. That's truly strange."

And at this very moment, what perfect timing!

A single glance is all it takes for Yama, the King of Hell, to deliver the final blow!

He continued loudly, "Tonight, I urge General Lou and your soldiers to fight alongside me. Let us together annihilate all invading enemies and safeguard the peace of this land!"

General Lou stepped forward, bowed, and said in a firm and resolute voice, "Your Highness is wise! We swear to follow Your Highness to the death, to slay demons and monsters, and to defend our country!"

We swear to follow Your Highness to the death, to slay demons and monsters, and to protect our homeland!

The soldiers behind him knelt down in unison, responding in unison with a thunderous roar that shook the hearts of all!

Slay demons and monsters to protect our homeland! Slay demons and monsters to protect our homeland!

Seeing this, the second prince's eyes flashed with a hint of satisfaction. He nodded slightly and once again cast an appreciative glance at the soldiers!

The second prince leaped lightly, like a crane spreading its wings, gracefully yet powerfully landing on the majestic dragon horse beside him.

This dragon-horse was over ten feet tall, with a lithe and agile physique, exuding a mysterious and powerful aura. Its fur was as smooth as silk, shimmering with a faint golden light, and shining even more brightly in the moonlight.

The Jiaolong Horse can travel a thousand miles a day, like a shooting star streaking across the sky, traversing mountains, rivers, lakes, and seas in an instant. Even more astonishing is that it can occasionally take flight, soaring over a distance of ten zhang (approximately 33 meters) in a row, as if it were a dragon freely flying in the sky.

Beyond the borders of Nanping Prefecture, a vast and boundless expanse of rivers and seas stretches before one's eyes.

At this moment, the night was as heavy as ink, as if even the moonlight had been swallowed up, leaving only a faint silver glow struggling in the darkness.

The wind all around was like the wailing of a vengeful ghost emerging from the depths of hell, shrill and sharp, like sharp fingernails scraping against glass, sending chills down one's spine.

The wind carried an indescribable terror, sometimes low like the roar of a wild beast, sometimes sharp like a dagger slicing through the night sky, as if the entire Jianghu Sea was awakened at this moment, transforming into countless evil spirits, releasing endless resentment and curses to all around.

It roared and howled, as if it wanted to drag all living things into this endless darkness and terror.

It's as if it's saying, "Living beings, flesh and blood, delicious food, here I come!"

A terrifying fog began to spread, engulfing the surrounding sea and extending for dozens of miles!

The fog was unusual; it seemed to emanate a suffocating terror, as if it were ghostly fog rising from the deepest hell.

Under the moonlight, the mist appeared to have an eerie blue-gray hue, and seemed to shimmer with a faint glow.

An eerie mist slowly swept across the river, churning over the reefs, and spreading rapidly outwards into the surrounding sea. Visibility was extremely low within the mist; beyond three feet lay only chaos, as if the entire world were being swallowed by this endless darkness.

The fog churned, like countless monsters roaring in the darkness; the wind echoed in the fog, like the wails of vengeful ghosts constantly ringing in one's ears.

At the seaside, the fog not only spread for dozens of miles, but it seemed to have endless power, constantly expanding in all directions, gradually slowing down beyond dozens of miles.

A thick fog rose up, and it was unclear what was going on. Some of their companions went back to report, while the remaining few discussed the situation and slowly and orderly retreated one by one.

The scouts slowly retreated, investigating the situation, but the fog seemed to have arrived too quickly. In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the fog roared and surged like a mad beast, instantly sweeping across the entire area.

The last three scouts, though separated by a hundred feet, were instantly engulfed by the thick fog and had no time to escape.

A thick fog enveloped everything, obscuring all vision. Suddenly, all five senses seemed to be blocked. I prepared to turn back, but after only six steps, my horse lost its way, and the path I had come from seemed to have vanished!

Unable to see the way they came, a sense of fear immediately welled up in their hearts. They gripped the knife tightly, clenching it tightly!

Listen carefully, my heart is pounding like a drum, about to burst out of my chest, and I'm sweating profusely!

But in this thick fog, the three spies' senses seemed to be blocked by a mysterious force.

I could hear no sound except for my own rapid breathing and heartbeat; I could smell no odor, only the dampness and coldness brought by the thick fog; I could not touch anything, as if my whole body had merged into this fog.

In moments of despair, a moment of calm arises!

Amazing decisiveness.

Without hesitation, they jumped off their horses and lay down together to minimize their presence.

At this moment, the horse was also extremely obedient, with its head lowered and lying down, as if it had already fallen asleep quietly on the ground, and it seemed to be afraid.