The Wang family, together with more than a dozen other families, followed Yang Zhiyuan to the foot of a small hill.
Guiyan Valley generally runs north-south, but few mountain trails go straight, and Guiyan Valley is no exception. Although there are no twists and turns, there are still several dangerous places, and Carriage Gorge is the most dangerous one.
Carriage Gorge is about three miles long. As the name suggests, this valley is only one carriage wide. The hill where everyone ambush is located three miles east of Carriage Gorge.
The right side of the hill is a flat land, about twenty feet wide, leading to the depths of the mountain forest. On the right side of the flat land are large and small peaks, which are defended by other teams; the left side of the hill is full of cliffs.
The straight-line distance between the Carriage Gorge and Jinyan City is more than 3,000 miles, and the straight-line distance from Guiyanfang City is also more than 3,000 miles. Once something happens here, neither side will be able to rescue in time. Therefore, the Carriage Gorge is the place where caravans are attacked most frequently.
Although Yang Zhiyuan has not told everyone their respective missions, Wang Daoyuan can also guess that their mission is probably to stop the escaping monsters here.
After that, Yang Zhiyuan gave each person two more breath-holding charms. The breath-holding charms can block the aura emitted by the monks. No matter whether it is mana fluctuations or smells, they will not be emitted.
The purpose of Netherworld Sect's sending out breath-condensing charms is very clear, it is to lay an ambush.
There are many monsters and they are scattered among the mountains and forests. If you want to lay an ambush, you can only attract the monsters.
At this time, Wang Daoyuan saw a caravan coming along the Carriage Gorge a few miles away to the south.
This caravan was quite large, with more than 20 carriages and about a hundred people. Because of the distance, it was impossible to feel the aura of the monks and judge their cultivation level.
In order to adapt to the terrain, the horse-drawn carriages that ply the Guiyan Valley Commercial Road are rather peculiar. They range from two to five feet in length and are only less than five feet in width, making them extremely slender.
This caravan is no exception. The car is about three feet long and is pulled by two monster beasts that look very similar to horses.
This kind of monster is called the Forest Horse. It doesn't run very fast, but it is good at running around in the mountains and forests. It is very powerful and is a very common transportation monster.
The caravan continued to move forward and soon reached the middle of the Carriage Gorge, which was the narrowest part of the Carriage Gorge. Once attacked, the convoy would be in a dilemma.
Monsters are likely to attack here, and everyone becomes nervous. Even Yang Zhiyuan also sent a message: "No one is allowed to act rashly without my order. Anyone who disobeys the order will be killed!"
Time passed little by little, and everyone's hearts were in their throats. Wang Daoyuan could even hear the heartbeats of other people nearby.
The expected attack never happened. The car at the front of the caravan had already left the carriage gap, and the situation was still calm.
Soon, the entire caravan drove out of the carriage gorge and passed the most vulnerable place to be attacked. Everyone in the caravan breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the monsters had no intention of attacking the caravan.
The people who were ambushing outside the carriage gorge felt relieved, and Wang Daoyuan also took back his Xuanyang Sword.
After leaving the Carriage Gorge, the mountain road is wider and can accommodate a number of carriages side by side. In order to facilitate management, the leader ordered that the team be changed from one team to three teams.
The leader's prestige was quite high. With an order, everyone in the caravan immediately disrupted the original team and rearranged themselves. Everything seemed coordinated and natural.
Suddenly, a black gust of wind hit from ahead and headed straight for the caravan.
In the caravan, eleven monks' weapons rose into the sky. The leader was dressed in gray robes. He did not look like a cultivator at all, but more like a steward from a wealthy family.
However, the gray-robed monk was not weak. As soon as the strong wind started, he launched a flying sword and the sword flew into the air.
He took out a whisk and waved it gently, and a black light crashed into the strong wind, and several explosions were heard. The strong wind paused, and then continued to rush forward, but the wind force weakened slightly.
Other monks who flew their weapons into the air followed suit and launched their magic weapons one after another. The talismans attacked the strong wind. The wind gradually weakened, but they were getting closer and closer to the caravan.
The foundation-building monks in the caravan failed to disperse them before the strong wind blew.
The black wind rushed into the caravan, and many qi-training monks could not fly with their weapons and could not hide in the air. Those who reacted quickly hid behind the carriage, while those who reacted slowly could only use their magical weapons and spiritual talismans to resist.
The strong wind blew against the monks, the horse through the forest, and the carriage, flashing with colorful lights, and various spells were hidden in the black strong wind.
After hundreds of rays of light of various colors flickered, the strong wind dissipated. In the caravan, more than fifty forest-piercing horses were dead. After all, they did not know how to use magic weapons and magic talismans to defend themselves.
More than ten monks' magic weapons and talismans were smashed into pieces and died on the spot.
The more than twenty monks were in tatters and looked pale. They had obviously been seriously injured and basically had no strength to fight anymore.
The remaining sixty or so people were quick to react. As soon as they saw the strong wind blowing, they hid behind the carriage and offered up their magic weapons and talismans.
Most of the attacks were blocked by the carriage, and a small number of attacks were received by protective magic weapons and spiritual talismans. They only lost some spiritual power, were not injured, and their combat effectiveness was not greatly affected.
Looking at the conditions of the more than 20 carriages, these carriages should be specially made. It must be said that the quality is really good. After being hit by the spell, only a few shallow marks were left.
In the valley ahead, where the strong wind blew, a group of monster beasts appeared.
I saw a giant colorful tiger, a black bear as big as a hill, a giant black wolf as big as a cow, and in the sky there was a large black eagle with a wingspan of more than three feet and some golden feathers on its body.
The four monster beasts are at the forefront of the monster beasts, just like four generals leading thousands of troops.
Behind the tigers, black bears, and black wolves were more than two thousand animals of all kinds. Behind the big eagle were more than a thousand birds and monsters of all kinds.
Seeing this situation, the gray-robed monks of the caravan gave the order decisively: "Those who can still stand up obey the order, arrange the carriages in a circular formation, and prepare to defend the enemy."
After hearing the order, the still-living qi-training monks took action immediately. All the Chuanlin horses were dead, and they could only rely on people to pull the carriage. In order to save their own lives, they were still very active, and some monks even sacrificed divine power talismans.
In just a few dozen breaths, more than twenty carriages surrounded the city in a circle, and all the Qi Practitioners were inside the circle.
Then, they took out a handful of spiritual crossbows and loaded them with spiritual stones. The Qi-training monks, who had escaped from death like headless flies, instantly became fully armed elites.
In Wang Daoyuan's view, these Qi-training monks had a circular formation of horse-drawn carriages as cover, and they really looked like positional warfare in their previous lives.
The caravan monks were too fast, and there were more than ten foundation-building monks on guard in the air. The monsters did not have time to attack, and missed the best opportunity to attack. But now, the caravan has already set up a posture, and it is impossible to take it down easily.
However, with thousands of monsters gathered together, such a huge scene cannot be evacuated without any trouble.
Several second-level monsters roared a few times, and five to six hundred bears, rhinoceroses and other monsters with thick skin and flesh came out of the herd.
Only a roar was heard, coming from the tiger's mouth, and five to six hundred monster beasts charged towards the caravan.