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Iron Curtain and others changed their expressions, not expecting that the Lord Yang before them actually intended to put Wang Yi to death. They hurriedly asked Zhao Xuan to retract the order.
"Alright, I agree with you, old scoundrel," Wang Yi said angrily.
"How dare you insult me," Yang Shiqi shouted. "Wang Yi, do you dare to sign a military order?"
"Why wouldn't I dare?" Wang Yi replied sternly, his voice firm.
"Good, Your Highness, you heard clearly that this Wang Yi does not understand the rules and voluntarily signs the military order," Yang Shiqi said with righteous indignation, bowing his hands in salute.
"This... Brother Wang, a military order is no trivial matter; I hope you think it over," Zhao Xuan said with a troubled expression. "It would be better if you apologize to Lord Yang; I believe Lord Yang will surely forgive you."
Yang Shiqi arrogantly raised his head and snorted coldly.
"Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness," Wang Yi replied.
Then, Wang Yi signed the military order.
"Hmph, boy, I have led troops to suppress bandits many times and have never captured Mang Mountain. This difficult situation is not something you can handle," Yang Shiqi said.
"Alright, Lord Yang, let Brother Wang try this strategy first," Zhao Xuan waved his hand.
"Your Highness, although Mang Mountain is perilous, it does not mean I cannot ascend. I will sneak into Mang Mountain under the cover of night and find the bandits' supplies to set them on fire. This way, chaos will ensue in the mountain. When you see the fire rising, you can take the opportunity to attack. With this external cooperation, we can surely defeat Flying Swallow," Wang Yi declared passionately.
"Hmph, I have also considered this method, but Mang Mountain is surrounded by steep cliffs on three sides. A moment's carelessness will lead to falling off the cliff and certain death. Moreover, the defenses within the mountain are strict; if the bandits see a torch, our plans will surely be exposed. You would only have a dead end ahead of you. Furthermore, that Flying Swallow is formidable; how could you defeat it alone? You would surely die under a flurry of blades," Yang Shiqi said coldly as he swept his sleeve. "Your Highness, military strategy states that when troops are few and the road is dangerous, it is hard to advance deeply. I hope Your Highness takes care."
"Hmph, military strategy also states that in narrow paths, the brave win," Wang Yi said as he stared directly at Yang Shiqi.
"Your Highness, I am willing to accompany Brother Wang up the mountain tonight," Chu Yixuan said with cupped hands.
"I am willing too," Jin Qinghan added as he cupped his hands for the first time.
Iron Curtain and the others exchanged glances, while Yang Shiqi had already passed. The Bandits were heavily guarded; if they went, it would be akin to sending themselves to death. They couldn't help but hesitate.
"Brother Chu, Jin Ge, you..." Wang Yi was taken aback, not expecting the two to be willing to go up the mountain with him despite knowing they would likely die.
"Wang brother, you need not say more; my mind is made up," Chu Yixuan said.
"I, Jin Qinghan, also want to see just how powerful this Flying Swallow is and whether it can surpass the sword in my hand," Jin Qinghan said coldly.
"This... fine!" Zhao Xuan found it hard to decide. On one hand, he wanted to eliminate Flying Swallow as soon as possible; on the other hand, this plan was no different from seeking death. He looked up and saw Wang Yi's resolute expression and nodded.
"Foolish child, if you go up the mountain this time, you will surely not return alive. I pity your youth; if you apologize to me now, I can spare your life," Yang Shiqi said, waving his sleeve.
"Hmph, Lord Yang, just wait at Mountain Base. If you see a fire start in the mountains, consider it fortunate if you don't embarrass yourself before His Highness," Wang Yi replied coldly.
"Hmph, you seek death; I shall grant it," Yang Shiqi snorted.
"Your Highness, I shall head up the mountain now," Wang Yi bowed.
"Good, since Wang brother and the others have made their decision, please take care," Zhao Xuan said.
"Hmph, Lord Yang, remember our agreement," Wang Yi said, staring intently at Yang Shiqi with a firm voice.
"Child, rest assured on your journey; I will take care of your remains," Yang Shiqi said angrily.
In the next moment, Wang Yi and the others walked out of the large tent.
"Hmph, Your Highness, Mang Mountain is steep and difficult to climb. Moreover, the Bandits are heavily guarded; these three cannot possibly ascend. Therefore, I suggest we rest tonight and attack tomorrow," Yang Shiqi said respectfully.
"Lord Yang, this matter of eradicating bandits is no child's play. Immediately order the Sergeant to prepare food; we will attack at midnight to draw the Mountain Bandits' attention. Only then can we alleviate the predicament faced by Wang Yi and the others," Zhao Xuan replied with a cold snort, his face showing displeasure. "Lord Yang, you have served for over forty years in place of the king; how can you let personal interests lead to internal strife? I hope Lord Yang will take care of himself." After saying this, he glanced at the bowing Yang Shiqi and added, "You may go prepare."
"Yes." Yang Shiqi maintained a respectful demeanor, nodded in agreement, and walked out of the main tent.
"You eight, please take a rest for now. Once Wang Yi and the others light the fire in the mountains, we will proceed to eliminate the Bandits," Zhao Xuan glanced at Iron Curtain and the other eight, stood up, and cupped his hands. "Whether we can succeed in this operation against the bandits depends on you eight."
"Your Highness, you flatter us. We will do our utmost to eradicate the Bandits and restore peace to the people of Xiangzhou Prefecture," the eight from Iron Curtain bowed.
Night fell, dark as ink.
At the foot of Mang Mountain, a group of trees concealed Wang Yi and his two companions. They peered into the mountain, where several flames flickered in the darkness, faintly hearing the voices of the Bandits.
"Brother Wang, it seems that Yang Shiqi has done well. Mang Mountain is heavily guarded and its terrain is treacherous; it is indeed difficult to climb up," Chu Yixuan squinted slightly, vaguely seeing several figures moving among the flames. He frowned and lowered his voice.
"Hmph, such scoundrels are as easy to kill as cutting grass. We three should just charge up there," Jin Qinghan's cold voice echoed in the night, as frigid as winter's lingering ice and snow.
"Jin Ge, wait a moment. From my observations, there seems to be one guard every ten steps and three guards every hundred steps; their defenses are strict. Moreover, there are hidden sentries in secret spots. Any movement will surely alert the Bandits, and we three would have no place to bury ourselves," Wang Yi said solemnly.
"Then what do you suggest we do to ascend the mountain?" Chu Yixuan was startled; he had not noticed any hidden sentries but saw that Wang Yi's expression was grave and did not doubt him.
Wang Yi scanned the surroundings in the darkness, slowly releasing his senses. Instantly, he grasped all movements within a radius of four hundred feet; his bright eyes were sharp and keen like a raccoon in the night.
"We will ascend from the north side of the mountain," Wang Yi gradually relaxed his brow and said after a moment of silence.
"The north side?" Chu Yixuan was alarmed; the terrain there was steep and vegetation sparse. A misstep could lead to falling off a cliff—if one survived, they would be severely injured. Jin Qinghan remained silent.
"Indeed, while the north side is perilous, it is unguarded. We just need to be careful, and we can climb up," Wang Yi nodded firmly.
"Then we shall follow Brother Wang's advice," Jin Qinghan said.
"Alright." Chu Yixuan's expression shifted uncertainly before he finally nodded in agreement.
At night, Wang Yi and the other two disappeared into Mang Mountain, heading north.
As Wang Yi mentioned, Flying Swallow saw that the terrain to the north of the mountain was extremely perilous, making it nearly impossible for ordinary martial artists to climb. Therefore, they did not send anyone to guard it. To the north, the mountains were steep like knife cuts, with jagged rocks; even if there were some soil and stones growing, they were incredibly sharp and difficult to scale. However, Wang Yi and his companions were not ordinary people; they were all exceptionally gifted individuals.
With a palm strike against a rock, he leaped into the air, soaring over thirty zhang. The moonlight flowed like water, cascading over the mountain rocks. A few dark figures rose and fell, and within a few breaths, they vanished into the moonlight.
In a grove on Mang Mountain, the three were panting heavily. Especially Jin Qinghan and Chu Yixuan, their faces pale, clearly having expended a significant amount of Vital Energy.
At this moment, The Moon Is Bright and Stars Are Few; the moonlight flowed like water through the forest, and all was quiet except for the occasional chirping of insects.
“Jin Ge, Brother Chu, let us recover our Vital Energy before setting off again,” Wang Yi said.
The two nodded in agreement and immediately chose to sit cross-legged under a tree, taking out Yuan Stones to restore their Vital Energy.
Wang Yi focused his mind, not daring to be careless. As a military officer, Flying Swallow naturally knew some precautions and was quite insightful.
After a cup of tea's time had passed, Jin Qinghan and Chu Yixuan awoke to see Wang Yi walking out from the front of the grove with a somewhat heavy expression.
“I just scouted around here; about a thousand meters ahead, there are Bandits patrolling. Their numbers are unclear,” Wang Yi said in a low voice. These Bandits were not particularly strong; they were merely small fry. However, if they could not be eliminated quickly, they would surely attract Flying Swallow's attention. In that case, not only would burning supplies be out of the question, but escaping would also become problematic.
Under the moonlight's embrace, Jin Qinghan emitted a faint chill without saying a word.
Chu Yixuan furrowed his brow as well. Although both were talented disciples in martial arts, they were novices in military matters. Hearing Wang Yi's words left them troubled; they couldn't come up with a good plan at that moment.
“I do have an idea,” Wang Yi said with a troubled expression.
“What is it, Brother Wang?” Chu Yixuan asked.
“One person needs to lure the Bandits away so that we can pass,” Wang Yi pondered for a moment before responding.
"I'll go." Chu Yixuan said without hesitation.
"Alright. I leave this matter to you, Brother Chu. Let's go," Wang Yi nodded as he saw the determined expression on Chu Yixuan's face.
In the next moment, the three of them quickly disappeared from the spot and slipped into the forest, heading towards a few flickering lights in the distance.
Before long, Wang Yi and the others stopped in front of a cluster of bushes. They saw that about ten zhang ahead, several torches were lit in the darkness, illuminating the surroundings. More than a dozen Black-Clad Men stood rigidly around, their gazes scanning the night like hunting dogs, making Wang Yi and his companions, who were hidden in the bushes, break out in a cold sweat.
"Brother Chu, it's up to you," Wang Yi whispered.
Chu Yixuan's expression was serious as he nodded heavily. He slipped into the darkness and suddenly darted out from another side, ten zhang away: "Who?" A Black-Clad Man's gaze froze for a moment as he caught sight of a shadow passing by.
"Zhang Da, take a few brothers to check it out," one of the Black-Clad Men, seemingly the leader, said coldly while staring intently at the place where the shadow had disappeared and pointing at one person.
Zhang Da nodded in agreement and led six men to chase after the shadow.
In the blink of an eye, Zhang Da vanished from Wang Yi's sight.
"Who..." The Black-Clad Man suddenly saw two shadows rush up and was startled. But then he felt a chill in his throat; when he reached for it with his right hand, it was covered in blood, and his head rolled away, blood staining the night sky.
Immediately afterward, two beams of sword light flickered in the darkness, splattering a few drops of blood as the Black-Clad Men fell to the ground. The last one looked at the cold sword at his throat with terror in his eyes, too frightened to speak. Everything happened slowly yet occurred in an instant—fast beyond belief.
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