Regarding Su Wenyuan's concerns, Ning Ye looked at the snow scene outside the window and smiled calmly, "This is just something I did casually. If it succeeds, I will gain a powerful general."
Only Ning Ye himself knew best that the burly man was clearly unwell and malnourished. If properly cared for, he could be a fierce general capable of taking on a hundred men.
Having such a physique is an innate physical advantage that others can only envy.
If Ning Ye hadn't pushed his body to its limit, that first strike would have easily swept away a large group of people, leaving them powerless to fight back. How could such a fierce general be let go!
After two days of observation, Hu Laosan memorized the marching routes of each squad and discovered that it was not truly flawless. It was not impossible to find a flaw.
However, the opportunity was fleeting, and every step Hu Laosan took was like dancing on the edge of a knife. He could not afford to make any mistakes, or all his efforts would be in vain.
Their nighttime movements blended perfectly with the darkness. Even their glasses didn't reflect any light. These soldiers were certainly stronger than the rebels, but how much stronger they were was still hard to say.
Hu Laosan had already completed half of the embedding, and the remaining half would probably be fully unfolding before his eyes in no time.
Just as Hu Laosan was feeling confident, he suddenly realized that something seemed off today. A group of people were not following the planned route and were heading directly towards his hiding place.
There was only a pile of boxes in front of Hu Laosan, and the gap between them was quite large. If the other party looked carefully, they would definitely be able to find Hu Laosan's presence. At this moment, Hu Laosan could only concentrate. If he was really discovered, then he would have no choice but to fight his way out today.
Soon the group of soldiers passed by Hu Laosan's location. Instead of checking the box where Hu Laosan was hiding, they walked straight past it.
Just as Hu Laosan was about to breathe a sigh of relief, a cold glint suddenly appeared from behind him, and Hu Laosan quickly rolled away on the spot.
A man dressed in white appeared behind Hu Laosan at some point, and he seemed to have a refined and cultured air about him.
However, the man was holding a long sword, and there were a few drops of blood on his body, slowly rolling down.
Hu Laosan suddenly came to his senses, feeling a sharp pain in his back. He hadn't expected that even though he had dodged so quickly, he had still been injured.
"Not bad, your reaction speed is surprisingly fast. It seems you might be a big fish."
Hu Laosan said in a low voice, "Aren't you going to call for help?"
The man in white smiled and said, "There's no need to stay here. It's too boring. I'm not going to easily give up an interesting prey."
Hu Laosan reached out and pulled out both of his daggers. "Being too confident is not a good thing. You might pay the price for it."
"Oh, really? It seems you're quite confident in your skills. But I've met many confident people, and in the end, they all met a fate worse than death."
As soon as the words were spoken, the life-or-death struggle between the two began. Both of them were extremely skilled, so they could tell just how strong their opponent was as soon as they exchanged blows.
Although Hu Laosan was just a farmer before, he had been transformed under Ning Ye's conditions. However, after exchanging more than ten moves, Hu Laosan was completely at a disadvantage.
After another failed attack, Hu Laosan threw the two daggers in his hand hard, and the man in white was forced back a few steps by this move.
"I never expected to see a real swordsman here. Why would you risk your life for someone like that? Are you out of your mind? Don't you know who they are?"
The man in white said mockingly, "I'm really sorry, but are you planning to have a heart-to-heart talk with me at a time like this? But I don't seem to be interested in that. You'd be better off thinking about how to escape from my clutches."
"Otherwise you might not believe it, but escaping from your clutches is not a difficult task for me. It's just a pity that I probably won't be able to accomplish it this time."
"Oh, really? It seems you're not only confident, but also quite fond of boasting. I've killed at least eighty or a hundred little mice like you, and not one of them has ever escaped my clutches alive."
Hu Laosan took a deep breath and held his crossbow in one hand, while in the other hand he drew half of a horizontal sword. Unlike the others, Hu Laosan particularly liked this kind of short weapon, so he only broke his horizontal sword in half after he had to fight for Ning Ye's permission. Now it was just a broken sword.
"Nobody likes to fail. You don't like it, and neither do I. So before I leave, I still want to give it a try and see if there's really such a huge, insurmountable gap between us!"
The white-clad man's eyes also revealed a glint of excitement. He liked this kind of thing; otherwise, it would be too boring to play. This time, when the two were fighting, Hu Laosan completely abandoned his defense.
With the protection of the soft armor, Hu Laosan didn't care whether he would really die here. Even if he did die, so what? It was probably his fate.
In the midst of such a fierce battle, Hu Laosan was still able to skillfully use his crossbow, which had a significant impact on the man in white. After all, a single hit from that arrow could severely injure him.
Unfortunately, the difference in their movement techniques was too great. There must be a reason why some high-ranking people would like to keep these martial arts masters by their side.
Their skills alone were enough to secure them a place, let alone the fact that the white-clad man in front of them wasn't even really serious yet.
If we take it seriously, the difference between the two is probably like night and day.
In one confrontation after another, Hu Laosan finally realized that he had no chance of winning against the man in white. Although it was a painful fact, he had to accept it.
Hu Laosan quickly retreated, while the white-clad man's sword remained firmly aimed at his throat. The moment he sensed Hu Laosan's intention to escape, the white-clad man would show no mercy.
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