Chitose words

Chapter 437 Climbing to the top
The soldiers were very fast, so Xie Zhao and the others did not stay long at the top of the Goddess Peak.

While other Beacon Fire Guards were climbing up the south slope one by one along the traction lock, Xie Zhao had already begun to nibble on the cold and hard-to-gnaw cooking cakes, chewing and swallowing hard while closing his eyes to rest.

She desperately needed to replenish her strength.

The temperature difference between day and night in the north is huge, and the north wind is biting at night in the Goddess Peak. People's body heat is lost very quickly, but they can't light a fire to attract attention at the top of the Goddess Peak.

Therefore, we can only rely on eating a little more to replenish the physical strength that is rapidly disappearing due to the cold wave.

Xie Zhao must complete the nearly vertical climb down the north slope with a traction lock before the fourth watch, and then the Beacon Fire Guards can complete the task of climbing the Goddess Peak before the fifth watch before dawn. .

It’s this pancake. It’s so damn hard!

In order to make it easier to carry and store, each of them only brought cooking cakes and water bags for this trip.

The cooking cakes were wrapped tightly in oil paper bags so that they would not get wet when they were smuggling across the Bisobuda River.

Xie Zhao really couldn't swallow it.

She gnawed for a long time, but she didn't even eat a quarter of the pancake.

So, the guy turned around, his eyes lit up, and he patted Feng Yanxi on the shoulder without noticing anything:

"Uncle Feng, I remember that you seem to have a habit of carrying a wine bag with you when you go out?
However, it is forbidden to drink alcohol when you are on a mission in the army. Come on, come on, your wine bag has been confiscated. "

Feng Yanxi was eating pancakes with an expressionless face, and when he heard this, he just said lightly:

"Master, you are worrying too much. Since you are involved in military affairs, how can your subordinates secretly bring drinks?"

Xie Zhao said "bah bah bah" several times, spit out all the sand that had just been blown into his mouth by the wind, and said angrily:
"Uncle Feng? You're out of sight like this!"

Xie Zhao looked miserable, and finally managed to swallow half of the cake with the cold water in the water bag.

She looked at the sky, got ready and stretched her slightly stiff limbs.

Just as he was about to go down the cliff to explore the way, a hand holding a water bag stretched out in front of him.

There was a rare smile on Feng Yanxi's serious face, and he said:

"It's not that I didn't give it to Your Highness just now, it's just that it's not time yet, and I can't drink until I'm full. Just take a sip to warm your body."

Xie Zhao grinned and reached out to pull it, but it didn't twitch for a while.

I heard Feng Yanxi add seriously:
"Master, please take it easy and take a few sips. The wine will warm you up, and I will keep the rest for you to drink on your way back."

Xie Zhao raised his eyebrows, took the wine bag and whispered something.

Feng Yanxi knew without even thinking that this person must be saying that he was too stingy and would not allow her to take more than two sips of wine.

But fortunately, Xie Zhao was not greedy. He actually only took two sips before closing the lid.

Then, she threw the wine bag back to Feng Yanxi.

Xie Zhao finally adjusted his clothes and tightened the hem and cuffs of his clothes to avoid scratching on the cliff or increasing resistance on the way down the cliff.

"gone."

She checked it correctly and was ready to go out to explore the road.

On weekdays, Xie Zhao wears armor most of the time on the city wall, and you can't tell how fat or thin he is.

At this time, he took off his heavy armor and put on a slim-fitting Hanyong costume, making him look particularly thin.

Judging from her appearance at this time, she really doesn't look like a noble lady who was raised by delicacies from the mountains and seas when she was young, nor does she look like a martial arts master with a rosy face.

Instead, she looked more like a young lady from a poor family and extremely thin.

Feng Yanxi looked at the blood marks on Xie Zhao's palms caused by the traction lock and remained silent for a long time. He knew that the bloodstain must be the wound left when she pulled the traction lock alone and dragged the few beacon guards in front of her to the Goddess Peak.

There may also be some wear and tear from climbing up the rock.

But Feng Yanxi didn't say much, because talking more would be useless.

The traction lock is made of a special material. If you wear gloves and hold the chain, it will be extremely slippery and you will not be able to apply force at all. .

So, in the end, he could only nodded slightly and watched her leave.
"Master, be careful."

"I know, don't worry."

Xie Zhao waved his hand casually, as if what was in front of him was not the bottomless and dangerous peak of the Northern Dynasty, but just a small hillside.

She took a small step forward, and then she disappeared vertically in front of the beacon guards.

Even though he knew Xie Zhao was fine, Feng Yanxi subconsciously took two steps forward and looked down the cliff.

It was dark at this time and visibility was extremely low.

He could only vaguely see a figure, falling rapidly, and then hanging as light as a feather on the almost vertical cliff below.

Xie Zhao used his hands as the point of force and kept jumping downwards, his movements as agile as a mountain spirit.

After probably waiting for less than an hour, a low-visibility, extremely short-lived signal flare flashed from the bottom of the peak, almost passing by in an instant.

This signal flare was specially made for this mission. It only has a faint light that can only be seen if you look very carefully. It will not attract too much attention.

Feng Yanxi was overjoyed, knowing that this was Xie Zhao's signal!
She meant to tell them that she had successfully arrived and used a traction lock to secure a path down the peak that was most suitable for them, and they could go down.

Feng Yanxi checked the layout of the traction lock on the Goddess Peak again and determined that as long as the load-bearing capacity did not exceed its stress peak, there would be no flaws.

Immediately with a gesture, the Beacon Fire Guards lined up in a well-trained queue, preparing to descend the cliff one by one with a stick of incense as an interval.

Feng Yanxi was the last one to join the team.

He followed the nine-curved chain of the traction lock, used his lightness skills to the extreme, and carefully crossed the cliff.

I have to say that Goddess Peak lives up to its name.

Although the "Thousand-year-old Sword Immortal" has already explored the path ahead and selected the safest and most labor-saving route down the peak for them, it is still not easy to climb the Goddess Peak.

Fortunately, Xie Zhao fixed the traction locks at various turning points to help them leverage.

Therefore, even if the martial arts level of the scouts and soldiers in the Beacon Fire Guards is not very advanced, they can barely pass it.

However, looking down, I saw that there was an abyss beneath my feet, and if I took one wrong step, I would see you in hell again, which was indeed a bit scary.

Feng Yanxi had a stern look on his face, it seemed that Chitose was right.

If she didn't come, the beacon fire guards and the scouts from Langya Pass would definitely not be able to complete this task.

By the time Feng Yanxi reached the bottom of the Goddess Peak, he was already sweating slightly on his back.

As soon as he hid the end of the traction lock under the cliff in a bush, he turned around and saw Xie Zhao and a group of beacon guards squatting in a circle, squatting not far away, talking in a low voice.

Feng Yanxi thought he had made some special discovery, so he stepped forward to take a look, and his eyebrows instantly furrowed.

For no other reason than there was an unconscious girl lying on the ground.

A girl wearing Hanyong costume.

She is still a girl with a braid on her head.