Chapter 428: Striving to Achieve KPIs (Part 8) [Seeking Monthly Tickets]
The pole has already been handed over.
It would be too "unreasonable" not to take the bait.
Shen Tang made a decisive and impassioned decision: "This will not do. His Highness's safety is of utmost importance! I will hold them off. I will trouble the envoy to catch up with His Highness as soon as possible and protect him. We must not let the villains' evil scheme succeed! After killing them, I will meet up with the envoy."
Su Shiyilu almost thought he was hallucinating.
Was the Prefect of Longwu covering his retreat?
Haha, this is a plot he could never even dream of, yet it's unfolding right before his eyes.
Su Shiyilu didn't want to agree.
Firstly, Shen Tang is young and not strong enough to delay for long, so covering the rear is not very useful.
Secondly, the two of them working together could potentially break through, which is more secure and safer than having one person stay behind to cover the retreat.
He naturally preferred the latter.
But before Su Shiyilu could speak, another unfamiliar stream of literary energy descended from the sky. This time, however, it did not land on Su Shiyilu or Shen Tang, but on the two enemies.
His ashen complexion visibly regained its rosy hue.
This restored a small portion of his depleted martial energy, and his previously weak strength suddenly intensified, almost breaking the weapon in Su Shiyi's hand! This unexpected turn of events greatly alarmed Su Shiyi—good heavens, this group of villains also had a scholar named Wenxin in the background!
Judging from the strength of his literary aura, the opponent is probably still at his peak. If he fully assists the two brave martial artists in front of him, it will only be a matter of time before they kill him and Shen Tang here!
With this in mind, Su Shiyilu changed his mind.
A loud reply: "Alright! Shen Jun, be careful!"
Su Shiyilu was prepared to let Shen Tang take the blame.
He can't die here!
He had to go back and find out who was behind the assassination attempt, otherwise—the future of Shiwu would be in grave danger!
Since that fool Shen Tang is willing to stay and be a sucker, why shouldn't I be happy to do it? It also weakens the strength of Longwu County, which will help Shiwu to march south in the future.
In the blink of an eye, he had already figured out the plan.
Shen Tang coughed up blood and forced himself to say, "In that case, I beg the envoy... to ensure His Highness's safety!"
Su Shiyilu felt uneasy.
He secretly thought this boy was not clever; given the current situation, that princess was already dead! While pondering this in his heart, he still said aloud, "Of course, take care, Lord Shen!"
He and Shen Tang now had a "natural understanding".
Shen Tang drew his sword to meet the enemy and blocked their advance. Su Shiyilu stomped his foot and retreated several dozen feet backward. He rapidly circulated his martial energy in his Danfu, lightened his body, and accelerated to escape in the opposite direction. Another thief who tried to stop him was intercepted by Shen Tang.
"Hehe, what's the rush?"
Shen Tang grinned.
If Su Shilu had been more cautious, he would have noticed something subtly different about the enemy's expression, whose face was covered in blood.
They were also surprised by the sudden arrival of the "reinforcements," because all the military scribes sent to accompany the operation had been killed in battle!
One of them was killed by Su Shiyilu himself.
So, what's the story with this third scholar?
The two were eager to catch up with Su Shiyilu.
Unfortunately, the one left to cover their retreat, seemingly weak and powerless, was actually tenacious and cunning, always managing to block their path at just the right moment, forcing them to retaliate. Before long, more than ten breaths had been wasted! The target had already vanished.
Given the speed of a high-level martial artist, there was virtually no hope for them to catch up, which meant the mission had failed.
As long as Su Shiyilu finds a nearby allied tribe, his life will no longer be in danger! This realization infuriated the two of them!
"Stay and play with me!"
"You brat!"
The two of them were so angry they almost vomited blood!
What infuriated them even more was yet to come. The literary energy that had just aided them reappeared, this time targeting Shen Tang. Simultaneously, the air nearby distorted, and a strange scholar's figure gradually emerged—it was Jiang Sheng!
Is there any disagreement about which side Jiang Sheng belongs to?
He uttered a single sentence indifferently: "My lord, Su Shiyilu has already fled far away, we can now act freely!"
The two enemies: "???"
What does this mean?
What's the meaning? ? ?
It's like the King of Hell coming to claim your life.
Jiang Sheng used his literary skills to assist in restraining them, while Shen Tang used the phrase "Three cups of wine, a promise made; five mountains, a mere trifle" to deliver a fatal blow. Furthermore, both men were already severely injured by Su Shiyilu, and were on the verge of exhaustion. After ten moves, heads rolled!
The two died with their eyes wide open in disbelief.
Looking at the two heads rolling off, Shen Tang sneered.
He added, "Xian Deng's move just now was truly a stroke of genius! Su Shiyilu is probably still feeling quite pleased with himself."
He was pleased that his former nemesis had generously sacrificed himself for him.
Jiang Sheng said, "If you're going to put on a show, go all the way."
To prevent any evidence from being left behind and to prevent Su Shiyilu from returning and discovering something amiss, the nearby battlefield must be completely destroyed.
"That's easy."
Building is not easy, but mindless destruction is even easier.
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Finally, Shen Tang clapped his hands.
He summoned his motorcycle and called to Jiang Sheng, "Xian Deng, let's go."
Jiang Sheng didn't have any means of transportation at the moment, and Shen Tang felt embarrassed to let Jiang Sheng rely on his own two legs while riding her motorcycle, so she extended her hand to invite him. She thought she would be rejected, but to her surprise, Jiang Sheng extended his hand without saying a word.
With a little effort, Jiang Sheng used the momentum to leap up.
"I trouble you, my lord."
Shen Tang chuckled and said, "Then you'd better sit tight!"
The speed of a motorcycle is not something everyone can experience.
This is truly a rare occurrence; it's the first time we've successfully invited the scholar Qi Yuanliang to ride a mule. Previously, Qi Yuanliang had always disliked motorcycles, preferring to ride a skinny old horse or "chasing the wind and skimming the scenery" rather than hitch a ride.
They're so fussy it's beyond words.
The motorcycle didn't slow down even with the extra person on it; it sped off, the surrounding scenery blurring into a blur as it rushed past, the wind whipping at our faces and whipping our hair into a frenzy. It raced for half an hour before finally slowing down when we saw signs of retreat.
"We should be very close to them now."
Shen Tang took a few sips of water to moisten her throat.
That night was chaotic; her eyes were bloodshot from lack of sleep, and her exposed skin was stained with someone's blood, which dried and became sticky and abrasive. Even her scalp and hair suffered the "poisonous touch," and the taste and smell were enough to kill someone.
All she wants to do right now is jump into the water and take a bath.
"My lord, come and see."
Jiang Sheng was the first to discover the mark left by Gu Chi.
It's correct to further confirm the direction they're heading.
Shen Tang breathed a sigh of relief and was no longer anxious.
As night deepened into the darkest hour before dawn, she tucked her disheveled hair behind her ear and casually asked, "Xian Deng, in your opinion, which tribe should we start with?"
Choose the softest persimmons to squeeze.
There are only so many people in Shentang, we can't afford to let them get too big.
Jiang Sheng said, "If the defense map provided by Princess Wang is entirely accurate, our army will have more targets to choose from. This assassination is clearly a power struggle among the Ten Crows for the crown prince. My lord might as well throw more mud at them and incite them to distrust and fight amongst themselves."
The implication is that each prince's powerful tribe could orchestrate the situation, then frame someone else...
Shen Tang and his group are all "dead" on the surface.
For the time being, no one will doubt them.
(End of this chapter)
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