The next morning, in order to facilitate his actions, Fusu only brought Wuxin, Wuxu and Wuyan, Wuyou and Wuyan to the inn to meet with Changping. Qi Hong and Wuya stayed at the inn and prepared to assassinate Huang Wu at night.

When he arrived at Changping Inn, Changping had already led a group of warriors to prepare and was waiting for Fusu.

Fusu looked at the Chu people. Changping was wearing a dark green warrior suit and a golden winged crown on his head, looking majestic and handsome. Four black-clothed swordsmen behind him, with long swords on their backs, and their faces were cold, and they were obviously Changping's personal bodyguards. More than 200 other Chu army guards were wearing traditional black armor and yellow clothes. The Chu people were brave and looked murderous and majestic.

Seeing this, Fusu couldn't help but sigh of relief: "Fortunately, many people in Chu don't like white clothes, otherwise it would be troublesome to get mixed together!"

Fusu raised his hand and bowed, smiling at Changping, "Young Master Lao has been waiting for a long time, Fusu is late!"

Changping smiled and greeted him: "Zhao Qing is here just right, we are just ready!" Fusu blinked at Changping, nodded, indicating that everything was ready. Changping understood and nodded.

Because the journey is not close, everyone now does not waste time, and they set off for Yanwu Mountain.

On the way, a tall black-clad warrior led the way. Seeing that his clothes and ornaments were obviously natives from Yandi, Fusu couldn't help but think in his heart: "This Changping holiday drama is really done, and all actions seem to be really hunting!"

The mountain road was relatively rugged and difficult to walk. It took nearly two hours for more than twenty miles to hurry up. The Chu army couldn't help but look tired, while Fusu and others had stirrups, which could leverage the strength, but were still full of energy.

Seeing that he was about to reach the foot of the mountain, Changping in the car seemed to be unable to bear it. He poked his head out of the car and called the guide and said, "How far is it to get into the mountain?" The guide replied respectfully: "Young Master, Yanwu Mountain is two or three miles ahead. It is almost noon now, and the sun is fierce. To prevent heatstroke, it is better to camp and cook at the foot of the mountain for the time being, and then go into the mountain to hunt in the afternoon!"

Changping nodded and said, "Okay, you can lead the way ahead and choose a flat land in the back mountain to camp. It is best to have a broader view, and it is best to have a water flow nearby!" The guide nodded and led the way forward.

Fusu secretly thought in his heart: "Changping is very careful. He even followed the escape military strategy when he hunted and camped. I remember this person was led by Wang Jian and led a Chu army to resist to the end with Xiang Yan and others. This kind of person is a major concern for our Qin State. If you have such a good opportunity, you must be eliminated!" Fusu couldn't help but a murderous intention flashed in his eyes.

After a while, the leader Changping wanted to find a flat land on the back mountain at the foot of Yanwu Mountain, and asked Changping to get off the car and watch.

Changping got out of the car, built a pergola with his hands, looked around, and nodded quite satisfied. He looked at the Chu army and was tired, and said, "Just build a meal here!" "Here!" The Chu army responded and began to set up camp.

Changping looked around and saw that Fusu and his group were still energetic. He was stunned for a moment. He looked at Fusu and others and the horses he was riding. His eyes lit up and he couldn't help asking: "Zhao Qing seems to be in good spirits! I recently heard that a new type of cavalry appeared in Qin State for the battle to destroy Zhao. This type of cavalry has outstanding combat power, mobility and flexibility. Zhao State has also trained the same group of cavalry. Zhao Qing had just come from Handan, so did he know this method?"

Fusu knew that the secret technique of the new cavalry had long become no secret with the scattering of the Zhao cavalry, so he said openly: "That is, the main thing is that there are new stirrups, saddles and horseshoes to help. If the young master needs it, I am willing to help the young master create these strange things!"

Changping was overjoyed when he heard this, "It's great. With Zhao Qing's help, our Chu State will definitely be like a tiger with wings!"

At this moment, Fusu saw Changping commanding the Chu army to camp. Changping divided the two hundred Chu troops into two parts, one left and one right, and the military tents were in it. In this way, if something happened, the central army could be effectively protected!

Changping is indeed very talented, and Fusu can't help but become more refined!

What moved Fusu a little was that Fusu and his group's bedroom tent were arranged next to Changping's bedroom tent, which was very caring for Fusu!

After the meal, Changping left 10 to 20 people, and the remaining nearly 200 Chu troops led to Changping, Fusu and others along the way into the depths of Yanwu Mountain.

As soon as I entered the mountains, I felt that the scenery was immediately different: I saw the undulating peaks, grass covered the ground, lush green trees, strange peaks abruptly, waterfalls splashed, and a clear stream was flowing through it. What a peaceful paradise.

By the stream, from a distance, you can see birds and animals appearing in the stream from time to time without drinking water. The number and variety are so large that it is breathtaking. Changping said happily: "This place is indeed a good place for hunting! Zhao Qing, how about we compare the archery technique?"

Fusu smiled and said, "Young Master learned from your famous general Xiang, General Xiang. I have heard that General Xiang has mastered his archery skills for a long time. He shot countless powerful enemies with a 'Sun-Splitting God'. How dare you compare with the Young Master!?"

Changping smiled and said, "Zhao Qing is too humble! A good man is a sling horse and bends his bow, and he is unrestrained and should not be so restrained!" Fusu was aroused by fighting spirit when he heard this, and said, "Then Zhao Su is more respectful than obedient!" Fusu is under the 'Old Man Zhongyin', "Zhi" technique is also a very important subject.

At that moment, the two of them took the lead, stepped on the grass chips all over the sky, wet mud, and rushed towards the hunting group like a buzz of light wind.

The thunder of the horse's hooves immediately alarmed the animals by the stream. When the animals felt the danger, they immediately began to flee. For a moment, the eyes were filled with wolves running wild animals!

"Swoosh..." Changping fired first, and immediately shot a gray rabbit and a grouse down with two arrows one by one, one behind. The Chu soldiers saw it with great sincerity, cheered like thunder, and cheered loudly.

Fusu was unwilling to show weakness, and he put two sharp arrows in his hand, and fired them with a refined short bow. The two arrows arrived at the same time, one hitting the throat and the other hitting the chest, and immediately shot a sika deer to the ground. When the Chu army saw this, they waved the flag and shouted to cheer for Fusu.

Seeing this, Changping smiled and said, "I didn't expect that Zhao Qing's archery technique was so outstanding. If I was in charge of the army to assist in the war, I would probably have another famous general in the Chu State!" Fusu laughed in his heart, but said, "Young Master is too honored! Now there are a lot of prey, so why don't we all have fun together?" Changping laughed: "It's right!"

So, the group rushed to catch up, arrows flew around, countless prey were shot and fell to the ground and roared... At the end of the list, all the Chu soldiers had almost a few prey on their bodies, and they returned home with a load of loads.

When they returned to the camp, it was too late, and everyone began to set up a bonfire to roast their prey. After a while, an attractive fragrance wafted over the camp, and it drifted far away at the foot of the mountain along the cool evening breeze. At the same time, there was also an intoxicating fragrance of wine floating in the air for a long time...

After eating a lot late, it was already very late. There were no good programs at night during the hunting, and most of them were tired, so they all returned to their own tents to rest!

The Chu people were tired and soon fell asleep and fell asleep. Although the lights in the tent of Fusu and the other two had been turned off, none of them fell asleep, lying in the tent, quietly passing the time.

As the two updates were more than two, and when the third update was insufficient, Fusu turned over and whispered: "Prepare for action!" Wuxin and the other two nodded. They were dressed in black light clothes, holding sharp swords in their hands, and sneaked out of the tent.

The lights were all turned off on the camp, and it was a little scary. Fusu looked up and saw that there were only two Chu soldiers watching the night in the open spaces on the north, west and east. He quietly turned north and carefully approached the two Chu soldiers in the north.

In the dark night, two cold lights suddenly flashed, and the two Chu soldiers felt a chill in their hearts. A black fog immediately surged in front of their eyes, losing all their consciousness.

Wu Xin and others quickly leaned the two dead Chu soldiers on the camp gate, and the long halberd in their hands was still standing on the ground. At first glance, the two were still vigilant, but they were unexpectedly discovered by the Chu army that emerged at night.

After the completion, Fusu and the other two quickly disappeared into the night and came to a nearby hill. Everyone changed into white clothes first to avoid accidental injury. Then, they accidentally fired a flint, lit a torch, and sent a signal of action on the mountain.

The Momen swordsman who had long been lurking nearby got the action signal and acted immediately and sneaked into the camp.

The Momen swordsmen also received various rigorous training for a long time. They had very good raid skills. They quietly dealt with the other four Chu soldiers outside the camp and sneaked into the camp group safely.

The Mo soldiers were unintentionally deployed and used most of their troops to deal with the Chu army on the periphery, and about 30 elite troops rushed to the central army. After a while, a bloody smell quietly emerged above the camp. A large number of Chu soldiers in the outer camp tent were killed on the bed by the Mo soldiers in their sleep. They were doing it cleanly and silently.

But when the group of Mo people who were approaching the central army had just approached the central army's tent, although everyone's steps were very relaxed, Changping's protective swordsmen alertly discovered something wrong: there were a large number of people coming, but their steps were very gentle and agile. There were not so many masters on the camp. The only thing that could be solved was the explanation of "The person who came was not good".

"Who?" Someone shouted suddenly. Then, in the hazy lights, several figures rose up, and the long sword in their hands was also "cangbang" unsheathed.

Changping also stood with a sword, and quickly knocked out the lights in the tent with one sword. In an instant, the tent was pitch black and he couldn't see his five fingers. Changping and others were invisible in the darkness and shouted: "Who are you? What do you want to do?"

How could the Momen answer? In fact, they were just on orders, but they didn't know why! When everyone saw that they could not attack, they couldn't help but wink. Everyone understood and took out the Mo family crossbow in their hands together.

The crossbow was already in the string, and the sharp arrow flashed with a cold and cold light in the moonlight. Then a leader of the Ink Master waved his hand, and nearly thirty crossbow arrows instantly "swoosh..." with a light roar, tearing the fragile tent with a surprising speed and force, and crashing into the tent.

"Snatch..." A few screams of shock and pain came from a muffled sound of arrows entering the object.

Many people in the tent were shot!

The Mozhes were very happy. Just as they were about to turn the strings to make a new wave of offensives, a large crack suddenly broke out on the south side of the central army's tent, and then a shining sword light jumped out from it, and pounced towards the Mozhe swordsman like a dancing god of death sickle dancing in the night light.

The ink gusts were shocked, and in order to save themselves, they shouted lightly, threw the crossbow in their hands out, and smashed it towards the sword light. "Crack..." With a crisp sound of breaking, six or seven crossbows were shattered by the violent sword light, turning into wooden chips flying all over the sky.

However, the sword light was blocked because of this, and the swordsman of Mozhe also took the opportunity to pull out the long sword under his waist and surrounded him without saying a word.

The one who rushed out was Changping, the prince of Chu. When he saw that the sprint was not effective, he knew that the enemy was very harsh, so he couldn't help but dare not act rashly for a while. At this moment, three people quickly jumped out of the tent behind Changping, each with arrows wounds. Blood flowed from the wounds, and his face was deformed in pain.

It seems that although the Rain of Arrows failed to hurt Changping, it killed three guards of Changping and killed one person, which was a remarkable result.

The three swordsmen in Changping stabilized their steps and immediately shouted: "There is - the assassin!" But the one who came here was not Chu army, but the black swordsman in black.

When Changping and others woke up, they knew that all their subordinates were finished and couldn't help but feel a little desperate.

Changping gritted his teeth and said, "Who are you? Why are you attacking us? Tell me, even if we die, we don't want to be a fool!"

The leader of the Mozhe said coldly: "Who are we, there is no way to tell us; killing you is done by orders, and we don't know who gave the order; we don't know why you are killed, but we don't know anything! But you will definitely die this time!"

Changping said angrily: "There is no courage, it must be Huang Wu, a traitor! Despicable Wei Gou, I will give my life to Chu Ren!" As he said that, the long sword roared and brought up the sword wind in the sky.

In an instant, the Changping sword light flashed and rushed towards the Mozhe Swordsman. However, the three guards behind him were also loyal and roared angrily to help the battle with the pain.

The Momen stopped talking and flashed rapidly. Thirty elite players immediately divided into four groups, four of whom were guarding Changping, and the remaining ten people united to form a sword formation to surround Changping.

"Ding Ding Dangdang..." As the sound of gold and iron clashing, the three Changping guards, who had good martial arts, were injured, and their bodies were no longer stable and could not withstand the siege of the Mozhes in cooperation with the skilled sword formation. They were killed in three or five moves.

The terrible cry of the loyal guards before their death made Changping red, and the long sword in his hand danced like a storm, and he issued a series of fierce killer moves to attack the Mozhe Swordsman.

The Mo people were good at defending sword skills, especially the sword formation. Changping attacked the north and retreated in the north, and the other three sides rushed to attack quickly; Changping attacked the south and retreated in the south, and the other three sides rushed to attack again. For a time, although Changping had high sword skills, he had no choice but to use any tricks to attack the Mo people. With more than ten moves of attack, he not only failed to injure an enemy, but also had three minor injuries on his body.

Changping, who was "dog biting and thorning, has nowhere to whine," became a little anxious. With a sudden inspiration, the sword light changed rapidly, from a flash of rapid attack to a stable defense of the atrium, and the attendant moved. The Mozhes attacked three times in a row, but they were all repelled by Changping. Not only did they have no results in battle, they were counterattacked by Changping, and they were severely injured.

Fusu said to Wuxin: "Wuxin, you stab me with a sword, and if you want to do it, do it like it!" Wuxin was shocked and said: "Young Master, this is not necessary. It is enough for us four to be injured!"

Fusu said unhappily: "How can I let my subordinates be injured and enjoy the fruits of it myself! Kill me with a sword, this is the order!" Wuxin had a bitter face and could not help but thrust his sword on Fusu's left arm, cutting a small wound more than two inches long.

Although Fusu's expression had not changed, Wuxin and others rushed up to help Fusu stop bleeding and apply medicine. After a while, everything was done. The five people walked on the road and returned to Jicheng.
Chapter completed!