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It happened so suddenly.

No one expected that there would be deadly danger hidden in the general's tent.

From the time Feng Ling appeared to the time Mo Qi was stabbed by the sword, only a few breaths of time passed.

The soldiers who walked to the door of the tent hadn't even reacted yet.

By the time they discovered that their prince had been assassinated and attacked from all sides, Feng Ling had already set his sights on a bearded general.

That was Nanjia’s most courageous general, Huyan Zan.

The cold wind blew up Feng Ling's cloak.

He was like an arrow shot from a bow.

Sharp and swift.

The tip of the sword pointed directly at Hu Yanzan's throat.

Huyan Zan was worthy of being the most courageous general in Nanjia’s battles, and he advanced instead of retreating.

He drew a large knife from his waist and tilted his head slightly to avoid the fatal blow to his neck.

Despite the injury to his shoulder, he fought back with his knife as sharp as a streak, slashing towards Feng Ling's neck.

It must be said that Hu Yanzan was very experienced in fighting against enemies and he knew very well that the best defense was offense.

Because he knew clearly that at his speed, no matter how he retreated, he could not avoid the fate of being injured.

So, why not get the greatest results at the lowest cost?

The other three generals also drew their swords and attacked Feng Ling from different directions.

Feng Ling had no time to return to defend, as Huyan Zan was the biggest advocate of war in Nanjia and also the confidant of Emperor Nanjia.

The fact that Emperor Nanjia agreed to Prince Moqi's plan to send troops to Western Liang so quickly was closely related to Huyan Zan's support.

No matter from which perspective, Feng Ling would not allow him to return to Nanjia alive.

"Stab~"

Feng Ling's sword pierced straight into Hu Yanzan's right shoulder.

Seeing that Huyan Zan's sword was about to chop down Feng Ling, and three weapons were chasing him from behind, Feng Ling could even feel the sharp cold light on his body.

Feng Ling decisively dropped his sword.

Ever since he started drinking spiritual spring water and eating spiritual rice, fruits and vegetables with Wang Xin and the others, not only has his martial arts improved, but his reactions have also become much more agile.

I saw that he suddenly increased his speed by another three points, and he rushed into Huyan Zan's arms, narrowly preventing Huyan Zan's swung sword from missing him. At the same time, he pressed his palms on his chest.

The man then jumped up, avoiding the three weapons behind him.

"Pfft~"

Hu Yanzan was knocked away by a palm and spit out a large mouthful of blood on the spot.

The three generals who were chasing and attacking Feng Ling were shocked, angry and anxious!

Before the war, the prince was assassinated and his life or death is unknown.

And their most powerful general was seriously injured and vomiting blood.

Can this war continue?

Today, we must keep the assassin here no matter what.

Until now, they had not recognized that the assassin in front of them was their number one rival, Feng Ling, the commander of the Black Armor Army of Xiliang.

Just because before Feng Ling left the space, Wang Xin put makeup on him in order not to attract attention.

The Feng Ling in front of him had bronze skin and a hideous scar on his left cheek.

The whole person looks more like a killer.

No one could have imagined that the commander of the Black Armor Army of Xiliang would personally take the risk and go deep into the enemy camp to carry out assassinations.

Feng Ling assassinated Mo Qi and severely injured Hu Yanzan. His goal for tonight was achieved, and he now had the idea of ​​retreating.

While resisting the joint attack of the three people, he retreated towards the commander's desk.

The three generals saw that he was fighting one against three and was not at a disadvantage at all.

The three of them looked at each other, and two of them tripped Feng Ling.

A middle-aged general with a goatee made a feint, withdrew from the battle circle, rushed to the door of the tent and shouted hoarsely: "There is an assassin, central army guards, surround the tent, and there will be a huge reward for catching the assassin!"

Soon, the sound of footsteps was heard outside.

The camp was surrounded tightly.

The goat-bearded general did not come in to join the battle, but stood at the door of the tent to give orders.

He is the commander-in-chief of the left army of Nanjia, Huyan Yufei.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to relieve the pressure, Feng Ling stabbed the two people who besieged him, killing one and injuring the other.

The man who died was stabbed in the throat by Feng Ling's sword. The tip of the sword went straight through his throat and he died on the spot.

The other general, who had a cut on his leg, saw that the situation was not good, and retreated out of the tent while blocking Feng Ling's attack.

Feng Ling did not chase after him, but hid under the desk.

There, Wang Xin and Xiao Diao'er were waiting quietly.

The two men and the mink returned to the dark river along the original route.

In the space, Wang Xin saw that Feng Ling was injured on his arm, so he pulled the medicine box on the coffee table to help him clean the wound, suture and bandage it.

Her eyes were stern and her movements of bandaging were not gentle at all.

The entire assassination process of Feng Ling happened right under her nose.

He could have assassinated Mo Qi and escaped without getting hurt.

He insisted on being brave and confronted so many generals, and ended up ending up with himself as a wounded soldier.

Wang Xin found that he felt sorry for Feng Ling...

She collected her thoughts, put the medicine box back to its original place, and called back the silver wolf and white tiger from a distance, seeming to say to them, and also to Feng Ling: "There is a creature in this dark river, called the black and white yin and yang fish, which is very rare. I want to collect it."

Feng Ling reached out and held her, "I'll go with you."

Although the tone was light, it left no doubt.

Wang Xin glanced at his injured arm.

Feng Ling had already said, "It's just some flesh wounds, it's nothing serious!"

He has suffered countless injuries, big and small, over the years.

He didn't take it seriously at all as it was just a minor scratch.

Wang Xin thought about the wound that was more than ten centimeters long. Although there was no bone, there was skin and flesh flying around.

How can it not hurt when a knife cuts the flesh?

However, he never frowned whether he was stitching or disinfecting and bandaging, which showed that he was used to it.

I feel sorry for him, don't I?

At this moment, the atmosphere in the tent of Prince Mo Qi of Nanjia was heavy and everyone was facing a formidable enemy.

The general's tent was attacked, but the enemy came and went without a trace.

They had clearly surrounded the general's tent, and not even a fly could escape.

But unfortunately, the person disappeared right under their noses.

Things were horribly weird.

They searched every corner of the entire tent carefully.

Apart from a hole the size of a fist, nothing else was found.

It's impossible that the person escaped through the fist-sized hole, right?

Huyan Yufei and another general who had injured his leg had their brows furrowed.

Prince Mo Qi of Nanjia was lying on a camp bed, his face as pale as gold paper, his breathing almost inaudible.

The wound on his chest has been bandaged.

There was a tiger skin on the floor next to the bed, and Huyan Zan was sitting on it, looking listless.

The military doctor wiped off his sweat and said, "Fortunately, your highness' heart is on the right side, otherwise he would have died on the spot!"

As soon as Mo Qi and Huyan Zan got into trouble, Huyan Yufei became the highest-ranking general in the camp.

Hearing this, he smiled for the first time since the assassination attempt today: "Doctor Xubu, does this mean that your Highness is safe?"

The military doctor paused, then continued to feel Hu Yanzan's pulse, occasionally wiping the sweat off his forehead and saying, "Your Highness is not out of danger yet. If you can wake up and not have a high fever within three days, you will be able to make it. Otherwise..."

What else? He didn’t say anything else, but Huyan Yufei already understood what he meant.

They suffered heavy losses before they could even accomplish their mission.

The original plan was to fight tomorrow, but today one person died and three were injured.

The plan to go to war had to be put on hold.