Chapter 228
After a short time, Cai Youling gradually lost the strength to struggle and resist, leaving only cries of grievance and painful moans.
However, no one would pity her. In Feng Jun's eyes, Ning Ren was the enemy, and the men, women, and children of Ning Country would not be pity for dying.
Inside the screen, Tang Yin was wreaking havoc on Cai Youling, and there was a warm corpse lying beside the bed. Outside the screen, Jin Lei and Shen Cuiling were trembling in fear, listening to the bursts of painful moans coming from inside, let alone the two of them. I went to save people, but I didn't even have the strength to stand up. I huddled on the ground, choking and crying.
On the other side, the Ning Army camp.
Ling Peng accepted Zhan Wushuang's military order and went to Jinhua City to rescue people. Of course, he couldn't go alone. He called in all his ranger friends who had joined the army with him.
Anyone who can be friends with Ling Peng and is willing to join the army with him is naturally someone who has the same odor as him. After listening to Ling Peng's story, the dozen or so Ning Jun who were former rangers yelled that Zhan Wushuang was nothing, and asked Ling Peng to go and die.
Ling Peng looked around the crowd and said quietly: "We are now working under Zhan Wushuang. We have no choice but to obey his military orders. We still have to go to the city to rescue people, but whether we can rescue them is not up to us. It’s within the control range, so you all should accompany me to Jinhua City for a walk. It’s best if you have the chance to save people. If you don’t have the chance, don’t force it, as long as we can get back safely!”
"Okay! Brother Ling, we all listen to you!" These people all followed Ling Peng's lead. After listening to his words, they nodded in agreement.
Ling Peng responded, cupped his hands and said, "Then I'd like to thank you all brothers."
"Brother Ling, you're welcome!"
There were only a dozen of them. Before leaving the Ningjun camp, they first put on their spiritual armor, and then dyed them all black to facilitate their operations in secret. After preparations were completed, they left the Ningjun north camp and headed straight for the north wall of Jinhua City. Sneak past. As soon as they left, Long Xing and Deng Nan each led 10,000 Ning troops and quietly left the north camp, hiding in the grass in front of the two armies' formations, crawling forward, and approaching Jinhua City little by little.
Let's talk about Ling Peng's group, sometimes sneaking around, sometimes leaping, hiding and hiding along the way, and finally arrived at the bottom of the north wall of Jinhua City without any danger.
Regarding doing those shady things in secret, Ling Peng and others are indeed experienced and familiar, and Zhan Wushuang's calculation is correct.
Hiding under the city wall, they listened quietly to the movements on the top of the city, and quickly judged the pattern of the Fengjun patrols patrolling back and forth above. After waiting for a group of patrolling wind troops to pass by, Ling Peng nodded to the people around him, then quickly took off the flying claw on his body, swung it for a while, and then swung it upwards, only to hear a soft click. The flying claws firmly clasp the inside of the arrow stack.
He pulled hard on the rope connecting the flying claws, and it felt very strong. Then he followed the rope and began to climb up quickly. Their movements were fast and nimble, and within a short time, more than a dozen people had climbed up to the city wall.
Hiding in the shadow of the arrow stack, a dozen people quickly retracted their flying claws and entered Jinhua City from the wall on the other side.
It sounds simple, but in fact the risk is extremely high. The timing must be just right to avoid the dense patrols of the Feng Army. Ling Peng and the others have accomplished exactly this, which shows that their abilities are still extraordinary.
After successfully entering Jinhua City, more than a dozen people hid behind a barracks. At this time, Ling Peng took the opportunity to take out the sketch, check the place where Cai Youling and others were imprisoned, and then raised his eyes to look around for comparison.
After looking at it for a while, he secretly cursed in his heart. The sketch was blurry and only marked the approximate location. He didn't think much of it at the time, but now he entered the city and was in the Fengjun camp, with a barracks and a tent. With one building connected, where could I go to find the place where Cai Youling and the four of them were imprisoned?
well! Ling Peng sighed secretly in his heart, now he can only rely on feeling and luck to find it! He shook his head to the dozen companions on the left and right, and quickly sneaked over according to the approximate location marked on the sketch. Because there were rows of tents and barracks around them and many obstacles, it became much easier for them to move.
Soon, more than a dozen people sneaked into the approximate location indicated in the sketch. Ling Peng raised his eyes and looked left and right. A large tent in front of him on the right caught his attention. This camp is the largest in this camp, and its appearance is similar to that in the sketch. Could it be that this is where our prisoners are being held?
Ling Peng's heart moved, and he waved to his companions to gather them, and then pointed his crossbow at the tent to signal them to prepare to sneak in.
There were no guards around the camp, but there were two Fengjun soldiers standing guard at the door. It was easy for Ling Peng and others to eliminate the two sentries.
A dozen people did not enter from the front of the tent, but quickly went around to the back of the tent. Then, they raised their legs high, landed lightly, and slowly approached the two Feng soldiers with their bodies close to the tent.
When they were within the attack range, the Ning troops on the left and right winked at each other, and then took action together. Two thin and long spiritual swords pierced the backs of the two sentries, piercing their hearts.
There was no shouting or the sound of the body hitting the ground. Ling Peng and others held the body and pulled it to the back of the tent. After confirming that there were no sentries around, they opened the tent curtain, filed in, and rushed into the tent one after another.
After they came, Ling Peng and the others immediately regretted it, because there was no one inside, except for one person, and he was definitely not one of their captives. The man was wearing the black helmet and armor of the Feng Army, lying behind the table. There were several wine bottles scattered around him, and it was obvious that the Feng General had drunk a lot before he fell asleep.
Not seeing his own captives, Ling Peng wanted to lead them out, but he quickly retracted his steps just after he took a step, turned back and looked at the Feng General who was sleeping soundly, and his eyes kept turning.
It was as difficult as climbing to the sky to find the place of detention based on this shitty sketch. Now that they were in the enemy camp, they would accidentally alert the enemy. Instead of blindly searching, it was better to stop while they were ahead and leave immediately. Instead of going back empty-handed, Ling Peng was afraid that Zhan Wushuang would blame him, and he might even say that he had never entered Jinhua City. If he could bring back a Feng General's head, he would not only be able to shut up others, but he would also be considered to have made a small contribution.
Thinking of this, he looked at his companions, pointed at the sleeping Fengjiang in the tent, and drew his hand back to his neck, making a "kill" gesture.
These people used to follow Ling Peng to kill people and rob goods. When they saw his gesture, they immediately understood what he meant. Without saying anything, more than a dozen people raised their spiritual swords and slowly surrounded Fengjiang.
The Fengjiang was indeed sleeping and had drunk a lot of wine, but he was very alert and had amazing hearing. He didn't hear any movement when the other party approached, but he heard slight footsteps when they began to approach him slowly.
He saw his body lying on the mat suddenly shook, and then he turned over and sat up. He didn't see the person clearly, so he asked suspiciously: "Who is it?"
Ah? Seeing that the other party was awakened, Ling Peng and others all took a breath of cold air. Ling Peng, who stayed behind and did not move forward, shouted in a low voice: "Hurry up and do it, don't let him make a sound!"
As he spoke, a dozen people who were originally slow in action suddenly started, like a dozen arrows from a string, stabbing at the wind general with their swords.
At such a close distance, facing so many enemies, and under such a sharp attack, no one could dodge. This wind general was no exception.
He couldn't dodge, and even his brain that had just awakened had not yet fully awakened, but the spiritual energy in his body sensed the approach of danger first.
At the moment when the other party attacked, a thick white spiritual mist emerged from his body and covered his body. Then, the spiritual mist condensed from gas to solid, and a layer of spiritual armor condensed on him.
Dingdingdangdang-the continuous sound of iron collisions sounded around the wind general's body, more than a dozen sparks suddenly appeared, splashing everywhere, and more than a dozen spiritual swords stabbed the wind general's spiritual armor. With their cultivation at the level of transformation and above, more than ten spiritual swords hit the target at the same time, but they did not hurt the spiritual armor on the wind general.
While more than a dozen people were shocked, the wind general's head was completely clear. He looked around at the people around him and grinned: "It turned out to be an assassin! You are so brave!" As he spoke, his body shook suddenly, and more than ten spiritual swords on his body were all bounced away. Then, he stepped forward and punched the two Ning soldiers in front of him.
Oh! This man is powerful! The two Ning soldiers who were attacked screamed in their hearts, put away their swords and retreated. Even if the opponent only punched, the two did not dare to resist its sharp edge. They retreated, but the Ning general did not stop. He continued to rush forward, rushed to the front of the two, and swept his fists across, hitting the two cheeks.
The two Ning soldiers were exhausted and had no time to breathe. They were no longer able to dodge. Seeing the opponent's fist coming with a strong wind, the two could only bite their teeth and raise their swords to block.
Clang clang!
With two crisp sounds, the wind general's fists hit the two spiritual swords. The spiritual energy consumed by spiritual weapons is much more than that consumed by spiritual armor. This is also the main reason why spiritual weapons are harder than spiritual armor. At this time, the wind general used his fist covered with spiritual armor to hit the opponent's spiritual weapons, which was like hitting a stone with an egg.
But the actual situation was not the case. The two spiritual swords were broken into several pieces under the heavy fist of the wind general, and the wind general's fist was not blocked at all. After breaking the spiritual swords, it continued to hit the heads of the two.