Immortal Martial Lord

Chapter 116 Revenge
  The caravan of Rising Sun Trading Company was very large, with three to four hundred people wearing soft armor, purple forehead bands, and yellow-robed guards riding tall horses.

Moreover, the horses under the crotch of those yellow-robed guards are not ordinary horses, but black-armored war cavalry wearing black armor. They are all the best horses in a thousand.

Black-armored war cavalry can only be possessed by large forces like Rising Sun Trading Company, which is comparable to the heavy cavalry of the three major empires.

Of course, the yellow-robed guards of Rising Sun Trading Company did not dare to openly wear battle armor, boots, and helmets on their heads. Because in this way, it violated the taboo of the three empires.

The empire can turn a blind eye to training guards privately, but if it trains soldiers privately, the nature is different. At any time, he will be accused of conspiracy, which will lead to the catastrophe of confiscating his family and exterminating his family.

But even so, even if these three to four hundred rising sun yellow-robed guards encounter thousands of bandits, they can rely on their heavy black armor to disperse them and defeat them instantly. This is not an exaggeration.

"Jie Jie! Look at their equipment... that's what we call well-equipped!" The bearded man carrying the big ax saw the black-armored horses under the crotches of the yellow-robed guards and licked his lips with envy in his eyes. Exposed without concealment.

The flags were fluttering and the carriages and horses roared. This was simply a march, not a caravan doing business. The spectacle of the Rising Sun Caravan was large enough to intimidate the bandit forces who wanted to take advantage of them.

"Hehe, Brother Beard, if you are envious, you can join the Rising Sun Trading Company! With Brother Beard's strength, wouldn't it be easy to become a guard commander?" Boss Zheng said with a smile.

"Bah! Bah! Bah! To be someone else's slave? I'm stupid, I'm not that bitchy!" the bearded man said with a glare. This bearded man is obviously a man who would rather be a beggar than a slave.

Big Beard and others slowed down the speed of the convoy and followed the Rising Sun Caravan from a distance. The smoke and dust in front blew in their faces from time to time, but everyone did not pay attention to it. Instead, they talked and laughed in a relaxed manner.

It seems that it is also a pleasure to follow others and eat smoke and dust.

Even the bearded man hung the big ax he was carrying on the saddle, tore off the leather armor on his chest, and chatted with Boss Zheng, pulling at him randomly and spitting everywhere.

It's all because there are people from the Rising Sun Caravan in front of them to clear the way. If anything happens, they will be carried by the people in front. Of course, Big Beard and the others don't have to be so nervous.

In the carriage of Boss Zheng, a salt merchant in the Central Plains, Gu Fei remained calm, although he wanted to rush forward, pull out Chu Tian, ​​and slap him to death.

However, now is not the time to be patient. His strength has not been fully restored, the remaining poison in his body has not been completely eliminated, and his martial arts magical powers cannot exert 100% of their power.

"Let you live for two more days!" Gu Fei forced down the anger in his chest. He had to do this. He wanted to kill Chu Tian at his peak state, because Chu Tian was not easy. He could not succeed in one blow and was escaped by him. Yes, it is also a future trouble.

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It has to be said that the Southern Wilderness is really vast. After walking on the road leading to Dragon Emperor City for two days, I could vaguely see a huge city, entrenched at the end of the endless primitive forest like a wild beast.

That is the Dragon Imperial City in the Southern Wilderness. No one knows when the Dragon Imperial City was built, not even the old antique on the mainland. The history of the existence of Dragon Emperor City may be too long, so that the ruthless time has obliterated people's memory of Dragon Emperor City.

There are rumors that the Dragon Emperor City has existed in the Southern Wilderness since ancient times, but this rumor cannot be verified. Even the oldest preserved books on the mainland do not record when this giant city appeared.

The setting sun was like blood, dyeing all the clouds in the sky fiery red, forming gorgeous flaming clouds. On the avenue, motorcades stretched for miles, noisy life, and the neighing of horses. At the front of the convoy is the Rising Sun Caravan, which is the most powerful and well-equipped with flying flags. There are three to four hundred yellow-robed guards, riding black-armored horses. The majestic guards are beside the carts of goods. .

After the Rising Sun Caravan, there are seven or eight small caravans that have gathered on the road in the past two days. As a result, a convoy was formed that stretched for several miles on the road.

These small caravans following the Rising Sun Caravan actually had the same idea as that of the Central Plains salt merchant Boss Zheng, and they all acted like a fox and a tiger.

Follow the Rising Sun Caravan and use the power of the Rising Sun Caravan to avoid the presence of bandits.

Gu Fei, who was hiding in the convoy of the salt merchant Boss Zheng, had finally driven out all the remaining poison in his body in the past two days, and his martial arts and supernatural powers had returned to their peak state.

He planned to attack tonight and dared to use despicable means to harm himself. Chu Tian's behavior was unforgivable. Only Chu Tian's blood could calm his anger.

The light between heaven and earth is receding, darkness is gradually falling, and night is coming quietly. The endless stars in the sky, like a shy girl, slowly unveiled their veil and shed endless starlight.

After a day's journey, people and horses were exhausted. When night fell, the convoy that stretched for several miles also stopped, set up camp beside the road, and lit a bonfire.

Some people went directly into the woods beside the road to hunt some game, or unloaded dry food from the carriage and drank it with poor wine.

When you go out, as long as you can fill your stomach, it doesn't matter much.

Gu Fei took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, slipped out of the carriage, and ran into the dense forest beside the road. He walked through the dense forest, his movements were like a phantom, like a ghost, avoiding the eyes and ears of everyone, and moved forward quickly.

In the camp of the Rising Sun Caravan, a large purple tent was set up. The tent was brightly lit, and two guards stood at the door. Inside the tent, two people were playing chess leisurely.

The two people who were playing chess, one was a young man in Chinese attire, and the other was a middle-aged scribe wearing green clothes and a feather fan and scarf.

"How many people have been confused by the nineteen lines? I lost again! Mr. Ning's chess skills are really unparalleled in the world! I admire him!" The young man in rich clothes stared at the chessboard and pondered for a long time, and finally said these words .

The scribe opposite the young man waved his feather fan lightly, with three strands of black beard hanging down his chest. His face was as white as jade, with phoenix eyes and long eyebrows. He looked strange and sparse. His faint smile gave people an extraordinary feeling.

The middle-aged scholar Mr. Shining was about to speak when suddenly his expression suddenly changed and he whipped out his feather fan towards the chessboard on the table.

The chessboard suddenly flew up, and the black and white chess pieces on it fell to the ground.

The chessboard bypassed the young man and moved towards the young man's back. The lines on the chessboard seemed to come alive, rushing out, criss-crossing, and spreading out like a net.

At this moment, there was a sound of "Top!" and a big hole suddenly opened in the tent behind the young man. Rags were flying in the sky. A man strode in. Without any extra words, he punched the young man at the table. passed.

(End of this chapter)