Chapter 607 Four Kingdoms Flying Chess 8
That night, the moon was bright and the stars were few.
Inside the Western Zhou military camp, apart from the soldiers patrolling back and forth, all was quiet.
A soft rustling sound rang out, and soon Zhang Kui appeared like a ghost in Huang Feihu's tent.
Moonlight filtered through the gaps in the leather tent, casting dappled shadows on the sleeping Huang Feihu. Zhang Kui grinned maliciously, drawing his ghost-headed dagger three inches from its sheath, its chilling blade aimed directly at the throat of the man on the bed.
Just as the blade was about to touch the skin, a scarlet thread wrapped around the blade like a venomous snake.
Zhang Kui's pupils contracted sharply, and he exerted force on his wrist, but felt that the silk thread was as tough as a steel cable.
Huang Feihu sat up on the couch, his eyes sharp and bright. "You really came."
Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Kui realized he had fallen into a trap and stomped his feet hard on the ground to use earth-遁 (earth-遁 is a type of escape technique).
A silver light pierced the air! Gao Jianli thrust his longsword diagonally, the sword energy slicing through the dust and mist surrounding Zhang Kui. He slowly entered through the tent entrance, the Water Cold Sword humming and trembling: "Now that you're here, there's no need to leave."
Zhang Kui spun around and swung his sword to parry. Sparks flew as Huang Feihu charged up from the side with his golden-hilted spear. In a two-on-one fight, Zhang Kui was quickly at a disadvantage.
With a displeased click of his tongue, the silk threads pierced through the air—a red shadow appeared, accompanied by a bloody afterimage, and a dozen silk threads, like a spider web, covered Gao Jianli's face.
Gao Jianli raised his sword to block, gazing thoughtfully at the suddenly appearing red figure. He would protect Zhang Kui. It wasn't a known member of the Shang dynasty, nor was it Li Lizhi from Tang; it must be her teammate: "Qing?"
The sword blade clashed against the silk thread with a piercing, sharp sound, and a masked red figure flickered like a ghost: "Now, let's calculate the price—"
A standoff quickly formed inside the tent: Gao Jianli and Hongying fought one-on-one, while Huang Feihu and Zhang Kui battled fiercely. Swords clashed and silk threads slithered like serpents within the tent. But all of this remained confined to this small space.
Outside the tent, Meng Yi's black iron spear pointed diagonally at the ground, Zhang Liang gently waved his folding fan, and Liu Bang crossed his arms and sneered. Across from them, Li Lizhi gently stroked the head of the silver wolf beside her, Yin Zhi rubbed the sword at his waist, and Yin You was surrounded by mysterious runes.
The night wind whipped up dust, and in the silence, the two sides faced off in a silent standoff, with only the sound of weapons clashing inside the tents.
Zhang Liang's gaze swept over the three of them, and combining what had just happened, he revealed a knowing look and said with certainty, "You haven't joined the Yin Shang yet."
Because they didn't join, they will protect Huang Feihu, causing setbacks for the Yin Shang and creating an opportunity for them; at the same time, they will protect Zhang Kui, so as not to let the Yin Shang lose its existing advantages.
Yinzhi's expression changed. He hated dealing with such clever people the most, but unfortunately, he was in the Western Zhou army camp and could not act rashly.
Seeing the apprehension of Yinzhi and the other two, Liu Bang's eyes darted around, and he suddenly smiled slyly: "You should be afraid of alarming us, but what do we have to be afraid of?"
As they spoke, Liu Bang and Meng Yi exchanged a knowing glance, and instantly their two powerful energies collided! A thunderous roar resounded, shaking the camps within a ten-mile radius.
Li Lizhi's expression changed drastically: "You—"
Before anyone could stop it, lights came on all around, and the sleeping Western Zhou army camp was completely awakened.
"The jamming device has failed, retreat!"
Yin You's expression changed. The basis for Zhu Chongba's actions was the jamming device. But by sheer coincidence, Liu Bang and Meng Yi's energy struck the jamming device, damaging the shield and allowing the sound to travel out.
"Aww—"
Li Lizhi's fingertips brushed across the silver wolf's neck, the moonlight condensing into a ghostly green blade in the wolf's eyes. With a wolf howl as loud as tearing silk ripped through the night sky, a series of responses suddenly echoed from the depths of the mountains and forests, and hundreds of gray shadows swept through the Western Zhou army camp like a black tide.
The burning tents collapsed under the wolves' claws, and the firelight illuminated the black leopard that suddenly appeared behind Li Lizhi. It arched its back and let out a low growl, protecting her under its claws.
"Roar—" A suddenly appearing, striped tiger pounced on Zhang Liang, its claws whipping up a flurry of grass clippings. Zhang Liang swiftly opened his folding fan, its blue light surging as he narrowly parried the tiger's claws.
But then, a burst of silver light flashed around Yin Zhi, and his silver-white mecha armor enveloped his entire body like liquid metal. His laser sword slashed through the night sky and collided with Meng Yi's black iron spear, creating dazzling sparks.
On the other side, the light cannon in Yin You's hand suddenly changed shape, and the blue light bursting from the muzzle shot straight at Liu Bang like a meteor, blasting the ground and sending soil and stones flying.
"What the hell is this thing?"
Despite his complaints, Liu Bang kept dodging and weaving, quickly figuring out the trajectory of the cannonballs and gradually closing in.
Noticing the soldiers closing in, Yinzhi switched his lightsaber to two pistols, firing them as he shouted, "Zhu Chongba, stop playing around, retreat!"
Before the words were finished, a red figure burst out of the tent, accompanied by a stench of blood.
The clear silk threads, like blood-red chains, wrapped around Zhang Kui's waist, hurling him heavily against the black panther's back. The giant tiger raised its head and let out a deafening roar, the sound waves causing the soldiers' weapons to fall from their hands. Yin You flicked his wrist, and several flashbangs and fog grenades slammed into the ground, instantly engulfing the entire battlefield in white light and thick smoke.
Yinzhi leaped into the air, the shoulder turrets of his mecha unleashing a dense barrage of fire. Li Lizhi flipped and jumped onto the back of a wolf, the pack forming a vanguard formation to tear through the encirclement. As the final explosion rang out behind them, the group had long since vanished into the depths of the forest, leaving behind only a wrecked military camp and terrified soldiers.
"Cough cough..."
Liu Bang waved his hand, clearing the dust from his eyes, but showed no intention of chasing after them. He simply gazed in the direction they had gone, his eyes full of curiosity: "Were those firearms?"
Meng Yi touched the slight dent on his sword, feeling both heartache and surprise. "It's different from what we've studied, and it's stronger."
The Qin Dynasty also had firearms, but their firearms were only in their initial stage. Due to the short timeframe and heavy workload, their core focus was on improving individual strength.
Liu Bang and Meng Yi looked at Zhang Liang, their eyes filled with desire—the Great Qin wanted it, the Great Qin wanted to have it!
Zhang Liang turned to look at Gao Jianli, who had come out, and asked, "Mohist mechanical arts?"
Gao Jianli shook his head, looking at the wreckage on the ground with a slightly solemn expression: "The Mo family's mechanical arts cannot do this."
Huang Feihu looked slightly anxious: "Are we just going to let them go like this? Aren't we going to chase after them?"
Zhang Liang and Liu Bang exchanged glances. Liu Bang laughed and said, "Why would we want to chase after them? General Huang, look around the camp. Who's missing?"
The crimson spear tip tore through the night, crashing down from the sky with the force of a wildfire. The moment the Fire-Tipped Spear pierced the earth, spiderweb-like cracks burst open, and the flames wrapped around the spear illuminated the surrounding area for ten feet as if it were daytime.
The black panther leading the way suddenly stopped, its front paws pawing at the ground, sending sparks flying, and a deep, menacing growl rumbled from its throat.
Li Lizhi's fingers tightened suddenly on the wolf reins, her black cloak fluttering in the night wind: "It's Nezha!"
Before he could finish speaking, Yinzhi's mecha mask suddenly popped up with goggles, and the buzzing of the laser sword suddenly rose: "Real, real Nezha?" He stared at the real fire spitting from the tip of the gun, his Adam's apple bobbing heavily—the temperature of the flames made the alloy armor emit a slight sound of thermal expansion.
"It is indeed me, young master!"
Nezha slowly descended on his Wind-Fire Wheels, hovering in mid-air. He squinted at the three giant beasts and Li Lizhi, who controlled them, and asked thoughtfully, "Are you a member of the Jie Sect? What kind of bewitching potion did Shen Gongbao give you?"
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