"Report to the captain, everything has been prepared, more than a hundred sets of Fengyun Kingdom warrior uniforms, a lot!"
Qing Kuang nodded and said:
"Not bad! Set off early tomorrow morning to set up an ambush in Heming Valley!"
The disciple looked puzzled and couldn't help but ask:
"Captain, do we really...want to pretend to be people from Fengyun Kingdom? If Fengyun Kingdom finds out about this, wouldn't it mean...you know, Fengyun War God Aojunxie himself is in the academy..."
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Qing Kuang sneered:
"Don't worry! Fengyun Kingdom doesn't dare to do anything to us! Hasn't Ao Junxie always wanted to see the strength of the Hurricane Group? This time, let me teach you enough! This mission will be personally led by the leader of the group, and we can only succeed.
No failure allowed!”
"yes!"
The disciple shouted loudly, retreated, and followed Qing Kuang's instructions to count the number of people.
Early on the next morning, Qing Kuang led more than a hundred disciples from the Hurricane Regiment and arrived early at Heming Valley, ten miles away from Silanta Academy.
Here is an extremely dangerous and secluded path. It hangs between cliffs, and its widest point can only accommodate a carriage. For military strategists, it is an extremely vulnerable place to be ambushed.
What's more important is that Heming Valley is a secret transportation artery between Fengyun, Nanzhao and Beiming.
Looking at the dangerous geographical location, Qing Kuang finally understood the danger of this mission!
All the disciples of the Hurricane Group have put on the attire of warriors from the Wind and Cloud Kingdom. Most of them, after practicing in the academy for a long time, have reached the peak of spiritual masters or the level of junior spiritual masters. If
It is more than enough to deal with ordinary bandits.
Of course, since no one dared to take on this task at Miss Zhao's house for several days, you can imagine that its danger level is far from ordinary.
Qing Kuang herself also put on the robes of a Fengyun Kingdom warrior, and in order to hide her face from others, she put on a black gauze cloak to cover her face.
The group of people had been lying in wait on the mountain for several hours, but there was silence all around. It was almost noon, and just as the disciples of the Hurricane Group were muttering in their hearts, a car finally came slowly on the far path.
The carriage was surrounded by several warrior cavalrymen in fine armor holding swords and escorting them closely.
It seems that this is the target of the escort.
Qing Kuang observed carefully and saw that the carriage was well decorated, and the armor and weapons of the cavalry around it were also extremely sophisticated. It was obvious at a glance that the carriage was carrying important people. This made her feel a faint sense of ominousness.
Qing Kuang ordered all his disciples to stand still. After a while, the carriage passed by the foot of the mountain in front of him and gradually entered the narrowest place.
Here, you can lead to any one of the three kingdoms of Fengyun, Beiming, and Nanzhao.
After the carriage stopped briefly in front of the intersection for a moment, it began to move towards a path in the middle where the traces of people had become extremely blurred.
Qing Kuang was slightly shocked, and immediately called his disciples who were familiar with the terrain here and asked:
"Where does the carriage lead?"[
The disciple looked closely, shook his head, and sighed:
"I don't know! It doesn't seem to be where the Three Kingdoms are..."
Just at this moment, suddenly, two clanging sounds of bows and arrows came from the foot of the mountain, and then, several rays of green light cut through the silent valley like meteors.