"Awooo! — — "
A wave of wolf howls rang out, followed by wolf howls from all directions. Countless wolf packs had appeared in the vicinity of the White Tiger Peak.
Even though the Kunwu Training Camp was more than twenty li away from the capital, and it was set up in the depths of the mountains, it was impossible for there to be so many wolves in the surroundings.
"Turk Grassland Wolves!"
Wang Chong's face turned grim. The howls of the wolves were vigorous and forceful. In the whole world, there was only one place where so many wolves could appear.
And that was the grassland where the Turks lived.
These wolves were huge and extremely aggressive. Over the long river of time, some of the Turk experts had gradually learned how to control these wolves.
In the war between the Central Plains Empire and the Turks, there was a case of the Turks summoning wolves to aid them in battle.
If a large group of Turk soldiers were to cross the border, it was impossible for the royal court to not notice it. However, if wolves were to cross the border one by one, even if the guards by the border saw them, they wouldn't pay any attention to them.
Clearly, the Turks had resorted to some 'little tricks'.
"This is bad, the Turks are preparing to use the wolves to attack the peak!"
Zhao Qianqiu's complexion turned awful. He had also understood the situation. If it was just the wolves, the guards on the mountain would still be able to deal with them. However, if they were to work together with the Turk master archers, they would be in grave danger. There was even a chance that they might be wiped out by the Turks.
If the Three Great Training Camps were to suffer such a heavy blow on the first day, it would be a huge blow to the empire's reputation.
As the instructor of the training camps, this was unacceptable to Zhao Qianqiu.
"This won't do, I have to get out!"
Zhao Qianqiu panicked. Outside, the terrain was vast, and there was nothing to hide behind. It would be easy for the Turk master archers to shoot them down.
But at this moment, Zhao Qianqiu couldn't care less.
"Instructor Zhao, how many men can you gather here?"
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded. Wang Chong's voice was as calm as ever. The sudden assault on the training camps had left Wang Chong more anxious than anyone else.
This was where the empire would have the most generals in the future. The death of any one of them would be a huge loss to the empire.
More importantly, if he wanted to change the fate of the divine continent in the future, Wang Chong still needed the help of these people.
Until now, Wang Chong still didn't know if this attack had already happened, or if it was because of him that fate had changed.
No matter which one it was, Wang Chong couldn't just sit back and watch this happen.
"About six or seven people?"
Zhao Qianqiu didn't know what Wang Chong was up to, but he still answered the latter's question. He had a deep impression of Wang Chong. Wang Chong was composed, calm, and collected. He was able to find a way out of danger. Using the tiger corpse to dodge the rain of arrows was the best proof.
"Can you find any sharpshooters in the training camp?"
Wang Chong asked.
"What do you want?"
Hearing those words, Zhao Qianqiu's body jolted. Recalling something, he turned to look at Wang Chong.
"It is a great taboo on the battlefield for us to scatter and do our own things. It will be easy for them to take us down one by one. Right now, we can only find a way to gather the sharpshooters on the mountain to launch a counterattack. "
Wang Chong said calmly.
Currently, everyone was scattered all over White Tiger Peak, and they were all doing their own thing. Under such circumstances, even if there were quite a few Imperial Army guards on White Tiger Peak, they wouldn't be able to retaliate at all.
The only thing they could do now was to rely on the sharpshooters and instructors.
"But have you ever thought that if we were to gather together, we would be a huge target, and it would be easy for us to be destroyed by the sharpshooters?"
Zhao Qianqiu understood Wang Chong's intentions.
"There's no other choice. If we were to gather together, it would be easy for us to be ambushed. But if we weren't, we would die even faster. "
Wang Chong said.
Zhao Qianqiu could be considered as an experienced commander, but in this aspect, Wang Chong, who had been bathed in blood for his entire life, was even more experienced than him.
"I understand. Five to six Imperial Army guards, instructors, and the sharpshooters on the mountain. This is the maximum number of people I can gather in the short term!"
Even though Zhao Qianqiu was an instructor, he didn't have the authority to mobilize the Imperial Army.
Thus, Zhao Qianqiu could only look for those whom he was familiar with. This way, he could also save a lot of words. In this kind of dangerous environment, sometimes speaking a few more words might cause him to be targeted by others and lose his life.
Sou!
Zhao Qianqiu leaped forward, and before Wang Chong could even catch a glimpse of him, he had already slipped out of the room.
With Zhao Qianqiu's departure, only Wang Chong, Zhao Jingdian, Zhuang Zhengping, Chi Weisi, and Su Hanshan were left in the room … No, that's not right. Wang Chong glanced around and realized that Su Hanshan had left with Zhao Qianqiu.
The room was silent. Without Zhao Qianqiu around, everyone felt uneasy.
"Wang gongzi, what should we do now?"
In the darkness, Zhuang Zhengping looked at Wang Chong and asked with a trembling voice. As an elite of the Zhuang Clan, Zhuang Zhengping had been through a lot.
But this time, it was completely different. At least twenty to thirty sharpshooters had turned the entire training camp into an abyss of death.
Zhuang Zhengping could feel death looming over him.
This was no longer a duel between experts; this was a battlefield! No matter how formidable Zhuang Zhengping was, he was only an outstanding scion. How could he have experienced such a brutal battlefield?
"Do you know anyone here?"
Wang Chong asked.
"I do, and they are all scions of the prestigious clans. However, I'm not sure if they are still alive. "
Zhuang Zhengping said.
"Alright, you should find a way to bring them here. Leave Chi Weisi here, and he won't be in danger for the time being. Jingdian, take care of him for a while. I'll go out to take a look. "
Without waiting for anyone to react, Wang Chong executed the 'Dragon Ascending the Clouds' of the Dragon Bone Art and darted out of the room through the hole created by the Turkic master archers.
"Phew!"
A gust of wind blew, and as he dashed out of the room, Wang Chong felt as though he had entered another world. At the peak of the mountain were numerous palaces that were riddled with holes. Borrowing the weak light of the night, Wang Chong could clearly see that from his feet to the base of the mountain, it was a vast expanse filled with ferocious wolves.
The howls of the wolves, the howling of the wind, the screams of agony, the clashing of weapons … and the sound of the Turkic wolf fang arrows piercing through the air, turning the entire training camp into a camp of death.
Wang Chong's worst premonition had come true. It was impossible for these wolves to deal with the Imperial Army guards at the peak of the mountain.
Amidst the pack of wolves, Wang Chong saw a few short figures sprinting as if they were flying, carrying at least two, if not three, swords in their hands.
They dashed through the wolf pack, and some of them even managed to ride on the backs of one or two Turkic wolves. However, the wolves didn't seem to care about them at all, allowing them to ride on their backs without attacking them at all.
"Oh, Dikaji, Ansahayo! … "
An anxious and stern voice echoed in the darkness. This wasn't the language of the Turks, and the Turks wouldn't use two or even three sabers.
"Goguryeons!"
A thought flashed across Wang Chong's mind. His worst premonition had been verified. The establishment of the Three Great Training Camps didn't just attract the Turks, it also attracted the attention of the Goguryeons in the northeast.
Both sides seemed to have sensed danger from the establishment of the Three Great Training Camps.
The master archers of the Turks and the warriors of the Goguryeons, as well as the pack of wolves from the northern plains, formed an invisible noose.
In that instant, Wang Chong understood that White Tiger Peak and Kunwu Training Camp weren't the only ones under attack. The other training camps were bound to be under attack as well.
Given the scale of the Turks' actions and the fact that they were working together with the Goguryeons, it wasn't just to kill a few people or wreak havoc in the Three Great Training Camps.
These people were intent on destroying the Three Great Training Camps.
"Be careful, there are Goguryeons! — — "
A shrill cry echoed in the night sky, but before it could travel far, a wolf fang arrow pierced through the throat of the Imperial Army leader. Following which, three more wolf fang arrows pierced through his forehead, left chest, and right chest respectively. Peng! The Imperial Army leader fell backward onto the ground.
"Kill!"
As the wolves pounced forward, the Goguryeon warriors hidden among them also charged forward. The entire mountain was filled with killing intent.
Xiu!
All of a sudden, an arrow flew toward a Goguryeon warrior in the distance. Klang! The Goguryeon warrior reacted swiftly and instinctively slashed the arrow. However, something shocking happened. As though expecting the Goguryeon warrior to make such a move, the arrow arced through the air and pierced into the arm of the Goguryeon warrior.
"Brat!"
Hearing the Goguryeon warrior curse in Goguryeon, Wang Chong abruptly turned his head around and stared at the direction where the arrow came from. But before he could think too much, an Imperial Army member on the mountain had already pounced over.
"Be careful!"
A familiar voice sounded from the darkness. Wang Chong hesitated for a moment before he heard the dense sounds of arrows raining down. Xiu xiu xiu, dozens of wolf fang arrows fell from the sky.
Peng peng peng!
The ground shook, and a cloud of dust rose. Twenty zhang away from Wang Chong, a dense carpet of wolf fang arrows was embedded into the ground.
"Chen Burang!"
Wang Chong finally recognized the person. It was the young hunter, Chen Burang.
Peng!
Without any hesitation, Wang Chong returned to his room, grabbed a tiger carcass, and kicked it out. It landed not too far away from the rock where Chen Burang was hiding.
Pu pu pu! Right after the tiger carcass was thrown out, a dense barrage of wolf fang arrows flew over.
"He's being targeted!"
Wang Chong's reaction wasn't slow. With a single glance, he could tell that Chen Burang was being targeted by a master archer. Peng peng peng! The first one, the second one, the third one … Wang Chong used the tiger carcass to open up a path from the other side of the rock.
"Jingdian, bring some tables and chairs over!"
Wang Chong turned around and said.
The broken tables and chairs weren't enough to stop the wolf fang arrows, but at the very least, they could obstruct the vision of the master archers.
On the other side, Chen Burang also understood Wang Chong's intentions. Xiu, he darted out from the rock and followed the path that Wang Chong had opened up for him.
Behind him, there were three or four other figures who followed him.
"It's you!"
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