At night, the camp of the fourth legion was brightly lit.
As one of the two dukes of the empire, Tang Lan had a distinguished status. Her tent was arranged beside the empress Qin Yin's.
The candlelight swayed slightly. Tang Lan put away the scroll in her hand, turned to look at Xiang Yu, who had just entered the tent, and said, "You're here."
Xiang Yu had a respectful look on his face. "Duke Lan!"
"Our people have already been swapped around the tent. Speak, it's fine."
"Yes!" Xiang Yu said, "Duke Lan, what do you think about the exchange of captives tomorrow? What should I do to rescue the two young masters?"
Tang Lan sighed with a pale face and said, "I only hate that Xiao Xi is a girl and can't inherit the Tang family's hundreds of years of foundation … It's really a pity and lamentable. Tang Lu and Tang Tian are too engrossed in playing around and are good-for-nothings."
Xiang Yu smiled and said, "Duke Lan is worrying too much. The two young masters are still young. When they have enough fun, they will be able to cultivate calmly and continue to become the pillars of the empire."
"Is that so?"
Tang Lan glanced at him and said, "Feng Jixing and Lin Muyu are also young, but why aren't they engrossed in playing around and having fun? Their innate talents and potential have long been fixed. I understand these things. At present, we can only hope that they can come back alive and give birth to one and a half children for the Tang family. At least it won't be to the extent of …"
"They seem to have children a long time ago?"
"Those are all illegitimate children and are not legitimate."
"Yes, your subordinate understands!"
Tang Lan slowly sat down, held the heater in her hands, and said, "Xiang Yu, there will be a battle on the river tomorrow. If you are up against QianFeng, what are your chances of winning?"
Xiang Yu was stunned. After thinking for a while, he said, "I don't know. Maybe 50%?"
"You also don't have any chances of winning?"
"Your subordinate has never crossed swords with a high-level demon before, so I don't know their limits."
"That's true."
Tang Lan squinted her eyes and said, "However, QianFeng was able to defeat Tang Lu in a single round. This is enough to show how terrifying his strength is. I want you to avoid QianFeng tomorrow and let Feng Jixing and Lin Muyu face QianFeng. You only need to defeat one of the other two and rescue Tang Lu and Tang Tian alive. Do you understand?"
Xiang Yu's lips twitched. He cupped his fists and said, "I see. Master Lan means … it would be best if QianFeng could kill either Feng Jixing or Lin Muyu, right?"
"Yes, it's best to kill both of them together!" A trace of ruthlessness flashed across Tang Lan's eyes. "As long as Feng Jixing and Lin Muyu are still alive, they will continue to strengthen the empress's military power. Sooner or later, our Qihai City will withdraw from the power struggle of Lanyan City."
"Yes, this subordinate understands. Rest assured, Duke Lan!"
"Alright, rest early tonight. Go ahead."
"Yes!"
…
Not far away, in another tent, candlelight gently illuminated the surroundings. This was Lin Muyu's commander's tent. Due to Qin Yin's arrival, the candlelight seemed to have become warmer.
Lin Muyu leaned against the side of the bed with his arms crossed and his eyes closed. The power of the stars was slowly circulating between his arms. A Demonic Spirit Bead from a Three Star Devil Sect hovered in front of his chest and was being slowly refined by him. The power of the Demonic Spirit Bead was extremely tyrannical and was also the biggest weakness of the devil race. The Demonic Spirit Bead of a high-level devil race could be refined by humans. This seemed to mean that if the devil race didn't exterminate the humans, it would definitely be the humans exterminating the devil race.
Qin Yin sat on the side of the bed. The empress's robes were scattered on the bed. She was placing Lin Muyu's legs on her own and massaging Lin Muyu's legs with a smile on her face. In the world, perhaps only Lin Muyu could have such a rare encounter.
After a long while, Lin Muyu slowly opened his eyes and took a deep breath. The Demonic Spirit Bead turned into a blood-colored airwave that circled around and seeped into Lin Muyu's body. In the blink of an eye, the spiritual energy of the Demonic Spirit Bead was successfully refined into pure white battle energy for his use. For a moment, his entire body felt comfortable, and the power in his body was overflowing.
"How was it?" Qin Yin asked with a smile.
"It went very smoothly." Lin Muyu said, "Xiao Yin, you should also try to refine these Demonic Spirit Beads. This will greatly increase the speed of your cultivation."
"But …"
Qin Yin blinked her eyes and said, "What's the difference between refining the Demonic Spirit Bead of the Demon Race and eating humans?"
"This world is like this. The Demon Race also ate the corpses of our 100,000 Yangwei Legion in Winter Frost City. War is merciless, and there is no mercy to speak of."
"I know … but I …" Qin Yin still found it difficult to accept this kind of cultivation method.
Lin Muyu couldn't help but laugh. She sat up, hugged her shoulders, and said, "It doesn't matter. If Xiao Yin doesn't want to refine the Demonic Spirit Bead, then don't. Let me do this kind of thing alone."
"Okay."
Qin Yin nodded gently and said, "Yu, tomorrow is the battle against QianFeng. Are you confident?"
"No."
Lin Muyu shook her head and said, "Xiao Yin, do you still remember Lei Chong? He was the commander of the second Demon Army. "
"I know."
"The Third Prince of the Demon Race said that QianFeng's strength isn't below Lei Chong's. I fought with Lei Chong in Winter Frost City, and I had no chance of winning. If I had to force a chance of winning, I don't even have a 20% chance of winning against Lei Chong. But tomorrow, there will be Big Brother Feng and Xiang Yu. If the three of them join forces, it's hard to say."
"I don't think Xiang Yu will join forces with you."
Qin Yin looked at him with watery eyes and said, "Anyway, you have to be careful tomorrow. Tang Lu and Tang Tian can die, but nothing must happen to you."
"This doesn't sound like something Her Highness would say."
"I'm talking to you as Xiao Yin now …" Qin Yin looked at him with her beautiful eyes and said, "In short, I don't want anything to happen to you. You must come back safely."
"Don't worry."
Lin Muyu nodded. "It's getting late. Let me send you back to rest."
"Alright!"
Thus, after sending Qin Yin back to the Empress's tent, Lin Muyu returned to his own barracks. His love for Qin Yin didn't seem to have much desire. It was just based on feelings and etiquette. It wasn't that he didn't want Qin Yin, but it wasn't the right time. He didn't want to be disturbed by all these things. After all, there was still a battle of life and death waiting for him the next day.
…
The next day, noon.
Qin Yin, dressed in a dark blue cloak, arrived at the riverbank. The officials surrounded her, and the cloak fluttered slightly. The golden embroidery on it looked like a dancing golden butterfly.
Tang Lan stood beside Qin Yin and said, "Your Highness, it's all my fault …"
Qin Yin pursed her lips and smiled. "Don't blame yourself, Master Lan. Otherwise, I really don't know what to say. Now, we can only pray for Commander Yu, General Feng, and Commander Xiang Yu."
"Okay."
Wei Chou looked calm. He held a longbow in his hand and led a group of soldiers from the Longdan Army Camp into the cabin quietly. He looked up at Lin Muyu on the deck and said, "Commander, remember to give me the secret signal when you need us to make a move."
"There's no need for the secret signal." Lin Muyu smiled. "Once we start fighting, I'm afraid we won't be able to keep this ship. You and everyone should be careful. After we fall into the water, just use the White Drill Arrows to reinforce us."
"Yes, I understand!"
On the deck, Lin Muyu, Feng Jixing, and Xiang Yu stood side by side. Lin Muyu and Feng Jixing were wearing the white robes of the imperial guards, while Xiang Yu was wearing the black cloak of the Empire's commander and holding the Bloodthirsty Spear in his hand.
"Your Highness, we are going." Feng Jixing bowed and said.
Lin Muyu and Xiang Yu also slowly bowed.
Qin Yin took a step forward and stood on the shore. She bowed to the three of them and said with a smile, "I wish the three generals a smooth and victorious return!"
"Thank you, Your Highness. Set sail!"
Under Feng Jixing's command, the oars slowly swayed, and the warship quickly left the port, heading straight for the opposite shore. The war drums rumbled, and on the opposite shore, a boat was obtained from an unknown place. It was just a medium-sized fishing boat, and even if it was filled to the brim, it wouldn't be able to fit 30 people.
In the distance, QianFeng stood on the bow of the ship with a sword in his hand. His eyes were cold, and behind him were two demon experts wearing black soft armor. Their chests were inlaid with the dark gold Star Sect insignia. Each of them was a Four Star Sect expert. They were probably much stronger than Feng Hai, who was a Three Star Sect expert!
Xiang Yu gripped the Bloodthirsty Spear tightly and said with a smile, "This QianFeng really has the demeanor of a grandmaster. He is an expert that can't be ignored!"
Feng Jixing smiled slightly, "Lord Xiang Yu is known as the Empire's God of War, and he is known to be invincible. I will leave this QianFeng to you. As for the other two Four Star Sect experts, leave them to me and Commander Yu."
"General Feng's words are wrong." Xiang Yu smiled, "Everyone knows that General Feng has stepped into the Saint realm and reforged the Windcutter Blade. Right now, he can be said to be a sharp blade, and Commander Yu is a peerless genius with dual martial souls, the Golden Gourd and God Binding Lock. No matter what, this QianFeng is not someone that I, Xiang Yu, can fight, right?"
Feng Jixing sneered. He knew that Xiang Yu would not challenge QianFeng. No matter how arrogant he was, he would not suffer this kind of loss.
"Alright then …"
Feng Jixing said indifferently, "In a while, Commander Yu and I will challenge QianFeng. Commander Xiang Yu only needs to rescue the two Tang Clan young masters."
"Yes, this subordinate obeys!"
Xiang Yu cupped his fists and put on an obedient appearance.
Lin Muyu only sneered inwardly. Xiang Yu had no intention of killing QianFeng here at all. What he wanted was nothing more than for her or Feng Jixing to lose one, or both of them to die in the middle of the river, right?
Fortunately, there were still a hundred elites from the Longdan Army Camp in the cabin. When the time came, they should not be defeated by a barrage of arrows.
…
Lightly pressing her palm on the sword at her waist, Lin Muyu said softly, "We are arriving soon."
"Mm."
In the middle of the river, the warship stopped at the same place. In the distance, QianFeng's medium-sized fishing boat also slowly swayed over. He looked over with a smile and said, "Commander Feng Jixing, we meet again!"
Feng Jixing cupped his fists and smiled. "Marshal QianFeng, where are our two young masters?"
"Men, bring them up."
After Qian Feng gave the order, two demon warriors pushed Tang Lu and Tang Tian out. They looked fair and plump, and they didn't suffer any hardships.
"Now, where is His Highness the Third Prince?" QianFeng said.
"Men, bring them up."
Two soldiers from the Longdan Army Camp brought Feng Hai up. His back was still tied with stone shackles, and it was difficult for him to escape for a while.
…
QianFeng's palm held the hilt of the sword and slid it gently. The sound of the blade being unsheathed was very clear. He smiled and said, "Alright, can we make our move now?"
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