Rebirth of a Cute Kid's Parallel World Adventures

Chapter 240 Ambush at the Bridgehead 1

The mother Qilin whispered, "Children, don't panic, I will protect you. Listen to my instructions and act accordingly."

She appeared calm and composed, but her eyes betrayed a barely perceptible wariness.

Beneath her calm exterior, she was rapidly considering a solution.

She was well aware of the cunning and treachery of the dark forces and dared not be careless in the slightest, always prepared to deal with any possible danger.

She silently planned various countermeasures in her mind, making predictions based on the enemy's number, strength, and possible actions.

To ensure a rapid response when danger strikes and protect everyone's safety.

The five-colored bird lowered its voice in the air: "Hmph, who cares what kind of enemy they are? With me here, they won't get away with this. Everyone be careful, I'll go check the situation first."

As it spoke, it flew forward silently, the sound of its wings flapping very faintly.

It was determined to find out the enemy's details as soon as possible and provide accurate intelligence for everyone.

Its small eyes gleamed with determination; though it spoke lightly, it was prepared to face danger at any moment.

It was fully aware of the importance of this mission and dared not slacken its efforts in the slightest.

They cautiously approached the direction from which the sound came, their eyes warily scanning their surroundings.

As they drew closer, they could faintly hear some words being spoken.

A rough, hoarse voice said, "Boss, we've been guarding this place for so long and haven't seen a single human hair. Have we been tricked?"

The man in black who was speaking was full of complaints, feeling that he had wasted his time here, and his legs were numb from standing for so long.

He began to doubt whether the orders from above were wrong, and that they might never even meet the target. He was filled with dissatisfaction and doubt about the mission.

Another deep voice sneered: "Shut up! We must carry out the orders from above."

Those guys will definitely pass through here. They're carrying something important. If we catch them, we'll be rich.

Although the leader of the men in black had some doubts, he suppressed his unease when he thought of the orders from above and the potentially generous benefits.

He knew all too well what punishment he would face if the mission failed.

Therefore, he could only hope that the target would appear as soon as possible, while sternly reprimanding his underlings to prevent them from slacking off.

Another shrill voice chimed in, "But boss, our legs are getting numb from waiting. Why don't we stretch them out first?"

The man in black just wanted an excuse to relax; standing for too long was making him uncomfortable.

His legs ached terribly, and his physical exhaustion made him unable to resist making the request any longer.

The leader snapped impatiently, "What kind of activity is this! You all better stay put and keep watch. If you let them escape, you'll all be in deep trouble!"

The leader was also very agitated. On the one hand, he was worried that his underlings' slackness would lead to the failure of the mission, and he would not be able to bear the responsibility then.

On the other hand, the long wait gradually wore down his patience, and he could only vent his dissatisfaction by scolding his younger brothers.

Hua Yeqing was startled, thinking, "They really came for us. It seems we're in big trouble."

But under no circumstances can we let them succeed.

She turned to look at everyone, signaling with her eyes to prepare for battle, while silently praying that everything would go smoothly.

At this moment, Hua Yeqing's brain was working at lightning speed, analyzing the information in the enemy's words.

She knew that the enemy must have a plan to ambush them here, and that their own men would be hampered in their movements on the bridge.

The narrow bridge surface restricted their movement, putting them at a significant disadvantage.

But she firmly believes that as long as everyone unites and leverages their respective strengths, they will be able to overcome the difficulties.

She kept thinking about how to deal with the situation, while also paying attention to her surroundings, trying to find terrain she could use.

Hopefully, we can find a glimmer of hope in this seemingly unfavorable situation.

Her gaze swept across both sides of the bridge, the surrounding trees and stones, as she considered how to use these environmental factors to create favorable conditions for her side.

Although the flower and grass were scared, seeing the determined expressions of her second sister and everyone else, a surge of courage welled up in her heart.

She secretly vowed, "I can't hold everyone back; I must face this together with everyone."

Flower Leaf Grass took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.

She understood that fear would not solve anything; what everyone needed now was to work together.

She began to recall the spells she had learned, trying to sort out the characteristics and applicable scenarios of various spells in her mind, and thinking about how to maximize their role in battle.

Although the fear in her heart had not completely dissipated, she was determined to bravely face the challenges ahead and contribute her strength to protect everyone.

She encouraged herself, repeating to herself, "I can do it, I can succeed. I can't let everyone down."

Just then, the five-colored bird flew back and said in a low voice, "There are about a dozen men in black ahead. They look fierce, but they don't seem to be very intelligent."

There was this guy still debating whether to rob us first or beat us up if they caught us. It was absolutely hilarious.

As the five-colored bird spoke, it couldn't help but laugh, finding the men in black utterly foolish and ridiculous.

But it also knows that it cannot let its guard down just because the enemy seems silly.

It described in detail what it saw, including the positions of the men in black,

Details regarding weaponry and equipment are provided in the hope of offering more information for developing combat plans.

The mother Qilin frowned and whispered, "We must not underestimate them. Even though they look like sand sculptures, the dark forces are unpredictable. It's best to be careful."

"I'll rush in first to draw their fire. Flower-leaf Green, find an opportunity to break through from the flank with Flower-leaf Grass. Five-colored Bird, look for an opening in the air to launch a surprise attack."

The mother Qilin quickly formulated a battle plan in her mind, carefully analyzing the strengths of each person and the enemy's situation.

Hopefully, this plan will help everyone get out of this predicament.

She knew that she was tough, strong, and capable of direct attacks to draw the enemy's attention.

The variegated green is agile and nimble, making it suitable for finding a breakthrough from the flank with the variegated green.

The five-colored bird is highly maneuverable in the air and can launch surprise attacks.

She reiterated the importance of cooperation to ensure the smooth execution of the operation.

Everyone nodded to express their understanding.

Hua Yeqing gripped the weapon tightly in her hand, thinking to herself, "I must protect my sister and not let these guys succeed."

Although they may seem a bit silly, we must not underestimate them; we must strike decisively.

Her eyes revealed determination and resolve; her hand gripping the weapon so tightly that her knuckles turned white.

He kept rehearsing the battle scenario in his mind, looking for the best opportunity to attack.

She imagined the enemy's possible actions and how she and her sister would coordinate in the chaotic battle.

She meticulously considered every detail in her mind as she tried to avoid danger.

Flower and Leafy Grass clenched her fists, encouraging herself: "I can do it! I will defeat the enemy together with everyone."

She kept encouraging herself in her heart, trying to dispel the lingering fear in her heart.

Looking at her second sister and everyone else, she felt full of strength and secretly vowed to fight bravely and live up to everyone's expectations.

She recalled the time she had spent diligently studying magic; those tedious practices now became her source of confidence.

She believed she could play her part in the battle.

Just as the group finally approached their target location, the leader in black, who had been hidden in the shadows, appeared.

It suddenly darted out from the corner, like a vicious wolf that had suddenly appeared.

He was tall and dressed in a black outfit, with a black cloth covering his face, revealing only a pair of fierce eyes.

At that moment, he put his hands on his hips and suddenly shouted,

The voice boomed like thunder in the silent space: "Hmph, we've finally got you! All of you, charge! Capture them!"

The moment the leader of the men in black saw the group appear, his tense face instantly relaxed.

A surge of joy welled up inside me, as if I could see the dawn of victory right before my eyes.

He felt he could finally complete the difficult task assigned to him by his superiors, and a surge of excitement welled up inside him.

His voice was so excited that it trembled, a sharp tone mixed with an uncontrollable joy.

He was already getting impatient waiting here, stomping his feet on the ground and muttering to himself from time to time.

At that moment, his eyes gleamed with greed and excitement, as if that light could pierce through the darkness.

In his imagination, he could already see the generous reward that was about to be his.

That large bag of gleaming silver could also bring a higher status and more power.

However, his so-called underlings did not share his excitement and eagerness.

They looked at each other, their eyes filled with hesitation and confusion.

One of them was tall and thin, as thin as a bamboo pole, and wore an ill-fitting black outfit, which made him look even more comical.

He frowned, a look of confusion on his face.

He asked cautiously, "Boss, should we surround them first, or just charge in and fight them?"

The tall, thin man had absolutely no idea how to proceed; his mind was a jumbled mess.

He just hoped that his boss could give him clear instructions so that he would know what to do.

He gripped a rusty longsword tightly in his hand; the hilt was slightly white from the force of his grip.

Even so, he still felt his hands trembling slightly.

He was both afraid of the enemy's resistance and worried that they might use some powerful methods to defeat him utterly.

They were also worried that their poor performance would lead to a scolding from their boss, and that they would not only fail to receive a reward but might also be severely punished.

Fine beads of sweat had appeared on his forehead, slowly sliding down his cheeks, and his eyes revealed a hint of fear and unease.

Another short, chubby henchman whispered beside him, "Boss, what if they're not easy to deal with?"

"Won't we get hurt if we rush in so recklessly?"

As he spoke, he wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand, his eyes darting around frequently, as if he were ready to run away at any moment.

Several of the underlings were whispering and discussing amongst themselves, some saying they should observe the enemy's situation first, while others said they should charge in and catch them off guard.

The whole scene was chaotic and tense, a stark contrast to the eager and excited state of the leader of the men in black.