Bright Sword: This unit is really ruthless

Chapter 558: Clear as Autumn Water

"Girl, please tell me..."

As Zhang Ling opened his mouth, the woman suddenly turned around.

When their eyes met, Zhang Ling was stunned.

The woman had a beautiful and refined appearance, a pair of bright eyes as clear as autumn water, and a cherry mouth slightly upturned with a playful smile.

"Who are you?" The woman looked at Zhang Ling curiously.

Zhang Ling finally came to his senses and quickly bowed and said, "I am Zhang Ling. I am lost and have come here. May I ask your name, young lady?"

"My name is Aya." The woman smiled sweetly, "Are you here to join the hunt as well?"

"No, I..." Zhang Ling hesitated, not knowing how to explain.

"I see that your clothes are tattered and there is blood on your body. Have you encountered any trouble?" Aya asked with concern.

Zhang Ling had an idea and decided to ask Aya for help.

"To be honest, I was being chased and came here by mistake. Can you please show me a way out?"

Aya agreed without hesitation: "Of course, I'll take you out."

Having said that, Aya took Zhang Ling and walked upstream along the stream.

Along the way, the two chatted as they walked. Aya told Zhang Ling that she was a villager from a nearby village and went into the mountains to collect herbs today. She didn't expect to meet him.

Zhang Ling also told Aya about his experience. Of course, he concealed the assassination of Takeda Shingen and only said that he had offended his enemies and was being hunted.

After listening to Zhang Ling's story, Aya felt full of sympathy for him.

"Don't worry, I will help you leave here." Aya said in a firm tone.

Zhang Ling was grateful, looking at Aya's clear eyes, an inexplicable warmth surged in his heart.

After walking for about an hour, the two finally walked out of the woods.

"My village is in front. You can rest there first and leave after dark." Aya said, pointing to the village with smoke rising from chimneys not far away.

Zhang Ling nodded and was about to say thank you when suddenly, a burst of hurried horse hooves sounds were heard.

The two looked in the direction of the sound and saw a group of warriors galloping towards them.

"Oh no, it's Takeda Shingen's people!" Zhang Ling's face changed and he secretly said in his heart, "Oh no!"

Aya also noticed that something was wrong. She grabbed Zhang Ling's hand and said anxiously, "Hide quickly!"

The two of them quickly hid in the bushes by the roadside.

The samurai soon arrived at the place where they were just now, and the leading samurai was Takeda Shingen's confidant - Yamamoto Ichiro.

"Have you seen a suspicious man passing by here?" Ichiro Yamamoto asked sternly.

The villagers nearby shook their heads, indicating that they did not see anything.

Yamamoto Ichiro snorted coldly and waved his hand: "Search for me!"

The warriors immediately dispersed and began searching the area.

Zhang Ling and Aya hid in the bushes, not daring to breathe.

A warrior walked towards the bush where they were hiding.

Zhang Ling's heart was in his throat. He clenched the samurai sword in his hand, ready to fight to the death.

At this moment, Aya suddenly reached out to cover Zhang Ling's mouth, and then pressed his head into her arms.

The soft touch and faint fragrance made Zhang Ling's mind go blank.

The warrior walked to the edge of the bushes, looked around, found nothing unusual, and turned and left.

Zhang Ling then raised his head from Aya's arms. As he looked at Aya who was so close to him, his heart beat faster involuntarily.

Aya's cheeks also flushed slightly, she bit her lips lightly, and her eyes were a little evasive.

The two of them just stared at each other quietly, everything around them seemed to disappear, leaving only the sound of each other's heartbeats.

Suddenly, a scream came from a distance.

The two were startled and looked in the direction where the sound came from...

Zhang Ling's sword cut off Kuroda Ichiro's throat. He stared with his eyes wide open. He never understood until his death why Zhang Ling could counterattack so quickly. Warm blood splattered on Zhang Ling's face, and the fishy-sweet smell made his stomach churn. He resisted the discomfort, drew out his sword, and wiped it clean on Kuroda Ichiro's clothes.

There was silence all around, only the rustling of leaves in the wind. Zhang Ling knew that he had to leave here as soon as possible. He looked around and made sure there were no other ambushes, then quickly ran deep into the woods.

Takeda Shingen's hunting team was in chaos. The sudden attack of the wild boar made everyone feel terrified. Although Takeda Shingen was injured, he still insisted on continuing the hunt. He roared: "It's just a beast. Don't disturb my interest!"

However, not long after, a samurai ran over in a panic, knelt down in front of Takeda Shingen, and reported in horror: "Report... Report to the general! Lord Kuroda... Lord Kuroda he... he is dead!"

Takeda Shingen's face changed drastically when he heard this. Kuroda Ichiro was his most capable subordinate, skilled in martial arts and loyal. Now he was killed in the hunting grounds, how could he not be angry?

"What? Who did it?" Takeda Shingen roared.

"My subordinate...my subordinate doesn't know..." The warrior was so frightened that he was trembling all over and dared not look up.

Takeda Shingen suppressed his anger and ordered, "Immediately seal off the hunting grounds and search for the murderer! If he's alive, we must find him! If he's dead, we must find his body!"

"Yes!" The warriors took the order and left.

Zhang Ling ran all the way and finally escaped from the hunting ground. He came to a secluded cave and hid himself.

He leaned against the cold stone wall, breathing heavily, still frightened.

He didn't expect that Ichiro Kuroda would appear in the hunting ground, and he didn't expect that he would kill him with his own hands.

Although Ichiro Kuroda was his enemy, Zhang Ling did not feel any pleasure in his heart. Instead, he felt an inexplicable emptiness.

He thought of Fujiwara Mihui's words and was filled with doubts.

Why did Fujiwara Mie help him? Who is she?

He felt like a chess piece, being controlled by an invisible hand, with no control over his actions.

"No, I can't go on like this!" Zhang Ling clenched his fists and swore in his heart, "I want to control my own destiny, I want revenge!"

He sat cross-legged and began to regulate his breathing to heal his wounds.

As night fell, the cave became pitch dark.

Zhang Ling opened his eyes, with a cold light flashing in them.

He knew that what he was about to face next would be even more dangerous.

But he was ready.

He can give everything for revenge!

The next morning, Zhang Ling left the cave and walked towards the city.

He needs to find Fujiwara Mihui and find out the truth of it all.

He came to Fujiwara Mihui's residence, but found the door closed and no one inside.

"What's going on?" Zhang Ling was confused.

He asked around and finally found out that Fujiwara Mihui had left the city the previous night and her whereabouts were unknown.

Zhang Ling's heart sank. He knew that he had been tricked by Fujiwara Mihui again.

"Damn woman!" Zhang Ling gritted his teeth, his heart filled with anger.

He felt like a fool, being played around by Fujiwara Mihui.

He swore that he would find Fujiwara Mihui and make her pay the price!

Just then, he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps.

He quickly hid aside and observed the situation.

He saw a group of warriors walking towards him.

The leading samurai was none other than Takeda Shingen's close confidant, Yamamoto Ichiro.

Zhang Ling was shocked, he knew that he was exposed.

"Search!" Yamamoto Ichiro gave an order, and the samurai immediately dispersed and began to search.

Zhang Ling knew that he couldn't just sit there and wait for death.

He took a deep breath and prepared to fight to the death.

Just then, he suddenly saw a familiar figure walking out of the crowd.

"stop!"

It's Fujiwara Mie!

Zhang Ling was stunned. He didn't expect that Fujiwara Mihui would appear at this time.

"Ms. Mihui, what are you doing..." Yamamoto Ichiro looked at Fujiwara Mihui in confusion.

Fujiwara Mihui walked up to Zhang Ling and said with a smile: "Master Yamamoto, this is my friend, he is not the murderer."

Yamamoto Ichiro frowned and said, "Ms. Meihui, are you sure?"

Fujiwara Mihui nodded and said, "I'm sure. He was with me last night, he can't be the murderer."

Yamamoto Ichiro hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "Since Miss Meihui said so, then I believe you. However, I hope you can find the real murderer as soon as possible and give an explanation to the general."

"I will." Fujiwara Mihui said with a smile.

After Yamamoto Ichiro and the other warriors left, Zhang Ling looked at Fujiwara Mihui in confusion and asked, "Why did you help me?"

Fujiwara Mihui smiled and said, "Because I want to cooperate with you."

"Cooperation?" Zhang Ling was even more confused.

Fujiwara Mie nodded and said, "That's right. I know you want revenge. And I also want to overthrow Takeda Shingen's rule. So, we can cooperate."

Zhang Ling looked at Fujiwara Mihui, his heart full of doubts and vigilance.

He didn't know who Fujiwara Mihui was and what her purpose was.

But he knew he had no choice.

In order to get revenge, he must cooperate with Fujiwara Mihui.

"Okay, I agree to cooperate with you." Zhang Ling said.

Fujiwara Mihui smiled and said, "Very good. I believe we can succeed."

The two smiled at each other, their eyes full of ambition and desire.

They didn't know what kind of waves their cooperation would create.

At this moment, a man in black suddenly appeared, holding a letter in his hand and handed it to Fujiwara Mihui.

After reading the letter, Fujiwara Mie's face changed drastically.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Ling asked.

Fujiwara Mihui took a deep breath and said, "We may have to advance our plan..."

Fujiwara Mihui's face turned pale, and the letter in her hand trembled slightly. Zhang Ling was even more confused. He stepped forward and asked in a deep voice, "What happened?"

Fujiwara Mihui took a deep breath, tried to calm down, and said slowly: "Takeda Shingen...he has made plans ahead of time. Tonight...tonight he will take action!"

Zhang Ling's heart was shocked. This was a bigger matter than overthrowing Takeda Shingen! He originally thought that Fujiwara Mihui's target was only Takeda Shingen, but he didn't expect that she would have such a big plan! He narrowed his eyes, examined the woman in front of him, and wondered whether her words were true or false.

Fujiwara Mihui seemed to sense Zhang Ling's suspicion. She smiled bitterly and handed him the letter in her hand, "Read it yourself."

Zhang Ling took the letter. The handwriting on the letter was sloppy, but one could see the anxiety of the writer. The letter described Takeda Shingen's plan in detail. Tonight at midnight, he would lead an elite force to raid the palace, hold him hostage, and force him to abdicate.

After Zhang Ling finished reading the letter, he was filled with shock. He looked up at Fujiwara Mihui and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

Fujiwara Mihui smiled bitterly, "Me? I'm just a woman who wants revenge." She paused, with a hint of sadness in her tone, "My family has served me for generations, loyally, but was brutally slaughtered by Takeda Shingen. Now I'm the only one left..."