At nightfall, Sikong was wearing a bloody shirt and sitting in his coach's tent. The huge stove was burning with light. He was holding huge sheepskin maps and seemed to be looking at something.
The grassland army is more accustomed to traveling at night, and often makes surprise attacks. Now the world is burning with beacon fires, and the four countries are in a state of corruption. The barbarian army is so strong that they are descending everywhere. Sikong is the most powerful blood soldier in the grassland.
The head coach of the Wolf Division, the Blood Wolf Army was in the weakest area of the Four Kingdoms and stayed there for a month without any fighting. This made many generals of the Golden Family dissatisfied, and Sikong ignored him.
The friendship between the Blue Wolf King and him is not clear even within the Golden Family.
However, the reason why Sikong slowed down was precisely because of the map in his hand. Along the way, he sent small groups of cavalry to measure the terrain map of Yin City. These small groups of cavalry continued to disappear, were intercepted and killed, and were finally sent away.
The map composed of the information returned is very strange and weird.
Yincheng was not the impregnable terrain that he had originally detected, looking like a deadly battle. On this map that was sent back after being stained with the blood of the prairie warriors, a strange situation formed.
"What is this?" Sikong was a little confused. It was surprising that Su Yin wanted to fight to the death with him outside the city with strong troops. Instead of strengthening the city defense as expected, the door was opened wide.
This gave him a headache. His experience on the snow-capped mountains made him dare not let down his guard against Su Yin. He could still vividly remember how much this woman's superb skills caused him to suffer.
As time went by, Sikong couldn't help but have a headache guessing Su Yin's possible actions. He found that even though he seemed to know Su Yin very well through a special connection like Qingkong, when he thought about it carefully, this woman
It's like appearing in the mist.
The night was getting deeper and deeper, Sikong picked up a glass of kumiss and drank it all.
He was not good at drinking and martial arts. After one drink, he was actually slightly drunk. He was sitting on the main seat and suddenly felt something strange in the tent, and a cold breath rushed towards him.
This is a sword.
A very fast and very familiar sword.
The image of a face automatically appeared in Sikong's mind, but that face was his own.
"Haha." Sikong laughed suddenly, and at some point, a scimitar appeared in his hand, drawing a streak of blood, which dispersed with the sword light, and the two people crossed each other.
Needless to say, both of them knew who the other was.
"Qingkong, are you here to assassinate me?" Sikong seemed to feel that it was the most fun thing in the world, looking at Qingkong who was right next to him with interest.
Qingkong held the sword in one hand, and the tip of the sword was emitting cold light, as if it was about to drip down.
"Logically speaking, Yuanshizong's purpose is not to let you assassinate me. What are you doing for this? You don't know that my territory here is full of dangers. Even if you can really defeat me, what can you do?
There is absolutely no way to escape." Sikong had a devilish smile on his face.
But, then, his expression suddenly changed.
Because he already knows the answer.
"It's for her! Su Yin!" Sikong roared, holding a scimitar in his hand, and rushed forward. The two brothers immediately fought together.
The two men's martial arts were equal. Within dozens of rounds, there was absolutely no way to tell the difference between victory and defeat. The battle in the tent did not trigger any reaction from outside the Blood Wolf Army. This was also because Qingkong understood Sikong's military orders.