Before long, Erniu returned with his men, saying that there was a valley about eight or nine miles to the southwest, a place that was open and sparsely wooded and grassy, a good place to set up camp.
Upon hearing this, the wicked man, without saying a word, immediately ordered his army to head to this valley to set up camp and rest.
As night fell, the wicked man led his men to the valley, where the soldiers immediately busied themselves, setting up camp or starting fires to cook.
The wicked men were all rough and uncouth, and they didn't care. But Mi Ji was a delicate and beautiful young woman; how could she endure the hardships of life like them?
Although the carriage is luxurious and can be used as a bedroom, the food is a bit tricky; it must be hot and of good quality.
Therefore, the wicked husband specially sent Erniu with men to hunt wild game, intending to personally cook a barbecue for the future queen to soothe her emotions.
His attentiveness was not out of lust for her beauty, nor was it for any other purpose; it was because she was the mother of his future student, and he could not afford to make the slightest mistake.
Erniu accepted the order and led four or five brothers into the grove with large bows, while the wicked man, accompanied by Zhang Erhe, wandered around the valley.
"There are too many weeds here. We should send people to clear them or perhaps lie in wait!"
"These trees are tall. We need to send people to guard them. We must be careful and not be careless. If we are ambushed, the consequences will be unimaginable."
"......."
Having lived in this world for so long, he sometimes even forgot his identity as a special forces soldier in his previous life. In the wild, his instinct for caution and vigilance made him extremely careful.
Zhang Erhe followed behind with a wry smile. His wicked husband had always been fearless, but now he was actually being cautious and wary. It was quite unusual.
Seeing that Zhang Erhe behind him did not react, the wicked man paused, turned around to look at Zhang Erhe, and took in the expression on his face. He scolded, "Better safe than sorry. I, the Grand Commandant, am not afraid, my brothers are not afraid, but is the Princess not afraid either?"
Zhang Erhe's expression hardened, and he quickly nodded in agreement. He knew his wicked husband's temperament well; although he seemed rough on ordinary days, he was always meticulous and thoughtful in critical moments.
Seeing that Zhang Erhe's attitude was upright, the wicked man nodded in satisfaction and continued to survey the surroundings.
In the valley, campfires flickered, and the busy figures of soldiers could be seen and seen in the firelight.
As the wicked man walked and observed, he said to Zhang Erhe, "Go and tell them that, apart from the necessary sentries, everyone else must remain vigilant and not let their guard down. Your Highness, we cannot afford any mistakes."
Zhang Erhe accepted the order and left, while the wicked man continued his patrol in the valley alone. He knew that safety was the most important thing when stationed in this wilderness.
Night had fallen, and the valley gradually fell silent, with only the occasional low growl of wild beasts echoing from afar.
After a hearty meal and plenty of food, the soldiers lay down to sleep. They had endured far more difficult times than this, and the current environment felt like home to them.
The wicked man sat upright in front of the carriage door, leaning against the carriage, closing his eyes to rest. After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes, his sharp gaze shooting towards the forest on the distant mountain peak.
Just now, there were faint noises coming from this direction. Because the area is located at the bottom of the valley, and the soldiers chose to set up camp in the middle of the valley, they did not set up any hidden sentries on the mountaintop.
He calmed his breath and listened intently, relying on his extraordinary hearing to detect any sound.
After a short while, he determined the source of the sound. It must have been the faint sound of his shoes rubbing against the pebbles on the ground. This sound could not have come from a wild animal!
The wicked man's heart tightened; he realized there might be enemies lurking nearby. He quickly stood up and roared hoarsely, "Enemy attack!!"
The sound, like a booming bell, echoed through the pitch-black valley. The soldiers, startled awake from their sleep, grabbed their weapons and quickly and methodically assembled.
The wicked man stood atop the carriage, his eyes like lightning, fixed on the mountain peak and the valley entrance. The soldiers, showing no sign of panic, stood in formation, swords drawn, their expressions as cold and sharp as blades.
"ignition!"
As the wicked husband gave the order once again, flames instantly erupted in the valley.
"Erniu, lead your troops to hold the carriage. As long as the carriage stands, we'll be there!"
"Chuning, lead your troops and follow this Grand Commandant into battle!"
The wicked man's voice was cold, and his speech was fast but steady.
As soon as he finished speaking, the military formation suddenly changed. Fifteen hundred men from the Black Dragon Armor Army stepped forward in unison. The wicked man jumped off the carriage, took three steps at a time, came to his warhorse, mounted it, and spurred it to gallop like the wind towards the valley entrance.
At the mountaintop.
"what to do?"
A hoarse, deep voice echoed from within the woods.
Another voice rang out. He first praised the wicked man, saying, "This wicked man truly lives up to his reputation!" Then he said coldly, "Send word to the valley entrance to hold the wicked man back. We will descend here and ambush the carriage."
"Yes, sir!"
As a sharp whistle echoed through the night, shouts of battle erupted at the valley entrance, and figures moved about, but no one charged out.
"You dare to show off your meager skills before an expert?!"
The wicked man sneered, raised his hand, and immediately five hundred Black Dragon Armored Soldiers rushed into the dark forest outside the valley entrance without the slightest fear.
This is the spirit of Jingru, a tiger and a wolf. Even if there are millions of people in the mountains and forests, what is there to fear?
"ah!!!"
"kill--!"
Less than a few dozen breaths after the five hundred Black Dragon Armored Soldiers rushed into the forest, painful screams rang out.
"You scoundrel, die—!!"
The roar of the Black Dragon Armored Army soldiers, filled with overwhelming killing intent, rang out, accompanied by the sound of clashing swords.
"Chuning, you lead five hundred men inside to provide support, and I will lead five hundred men to guard the valley entrance." The wicked man's smile became even more sinister, and just in case, he immediately dispatched Chuning to provide support.
Chun Ning had no suspicions and raised his hand to summon five hundred men to follow him into the woods.
Firelight flickered in the woods, and figures could be vaguely seen fighting each other, with occasional glimpses of cold, sharp blades.
"Grand Commandant, you're just a lowly assassin!" Chun Ning's voice came from the woods, sounding unusually calm.
The wicked man felt a sense of relief, but his mind kept wandering, wondering which faction this group of assassins belonged to. "Is it the Chu Kingdom... or someone else?"
This place is still in the heart of the Chu state, so it's hard for him not to suspect that it was the work of the Chu state.
Suddenly, shouts of killing came from behind!
"Slay the people inside the carriage first!"
"Protect the carriage well; these petty thieves are nothing to fear!"
"kill--!!"
The wicked man suddenly turned around and saw about a hundred people dressed in black, their mouths and noses covered, rushing towards the carriage.
These hundred-odd people were quite strong, and their skills were comparable to those of the Black Dragon Armor Army, and they even seemed to have a slight advantage over them.
Their coordination was excellent, their advances and retreats were orderly, yet it did not resemble the methods of military formations, which surprised and puzzled the wicked man.
The wicked man watched coldly, not in a hurry to help. Seeing that Erniu and the others were being pushed back step by step, he calmly spoke up, "Chuning, are the assassins in the forest troublesome?"
“Killing chickens and slaughtering cattle is not acceptable!” Chun Ning’s voice came from the woods.
Upon hearing this, the wicked man sneered, then leaped off his warhorse with a burst of strength, shouting in a cold voice, "Bring me your blade!"
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