At this moment, Bai Siling really felt some pity for Zhao Yatong.
She knew how Zhao Yatong felt at this moment, because she had experienced the feeling of being an idiot before.
One must know that when she and Wang Chong were dealing with the Iron Cloak Highwaymen, Wang Chong was even able to scheme against the fleeing highwaymen.
Back then, she thought that he had forgotten about it. Who could have thought that he would actually make use of those highwaymen to open the door to Iron Cloak Li's treasury?
Even though this matter had happened a long time ago, it still left a deep impression on her.
However, what was slightly better than Zhao Yatong was that she had been through life and death with Wang Chong, and they had gone through many life-and-death situations together. As such, she was already used to his actions.
However, this was clearly the first time that Zhao Yatong was experiencing it.
"Alright, Yatong, don't think too much into it. Just think about it. Longxi's Geshu Han, Anxi's Go Seonji, and Qixi's Fumeng Lingcha all flew into a rage because of him. They gathered their people to kill him, and it's only natural that half of the Imperial Court is turned upside down by him. "
Bai Siling patted Zhao Yatong's shoulders as she said.
The Zhao Clan's Spear of Crimson Flames was a well-known figure in the capital. Countless youths of the prestigious clans had knelt before her, but they had all been looked down upon by her.
But before Wang Chong, she had suffered two consecutive defeats.
At this point, Bai Siling was starting to doubt whether she had made the right decision in introducing Zhao Yatong to the third gathering point.
"Alright, since Wang gongzi has said so, let's just do as he says."
Perhaps it was Bai Siling's words that had worked, or perhaps it was because she had recalled Wang Chong's shocking 'past', Zhao Yatong felt a little better.
After saying those words, the crowd dispersed and went back to 'work'.
However, just as Wang Chong and the crowd dispersed, no one noticed that a pair of wild, invasive, and murderous eyes were observing everything around them and slowly approaching the important resting point.
The area around the resting point was heavily guarded by a forest of spears and axes. The surroundings were densely packed with soldiers from the training camp who had been summoned from all over the place.
However, no one noticed this figure.
His movements were slow, and one could even say that he was unhurried. Because this was not the first time he had come to this place.
The layout of the entire resting point, the distribution of each sentinel, when they would change shifts, where the command camp was located, how many experts there were, where the armory was … He knew everything like the back of his hand.
He was even more familiar with this place than many of the trainees who had been here for a long time. There was even a time when he followed the cavalrymen here for a meal.
But no one noticed him.
"A bunch of dead people! Hmph, by tomorrow, all of you will be dead people. No one can stop the cavalry of the Ouzan Empire. How dare you think of fighting us at the foot of the mountain. Hmph, what a bunch of idiots! "
The figure walked calmly.
This was not the first time he had been here. He had been here a few days ago. There was nothing worth paying attention to. They were just a bunch of people who came to die.
He had even found out when they would move and how many people they would bring. But these people knew nothing. They still thought that they were staying at the top of the mountain, quietly waiting for them to attack.
"… Just wait. You are just the beginning. The current Tang dynasty is no longer the Tang dynasty of the past. When the Prime Minister completes the last batch of enlistments, it will be time for us to cross Longxi and conquer the divine continent. Funny that you still don't know. "
The figure sneered in his heart.
The previous Tang dynasty was extremely powerful. An army of ten thousand could conquer an army of a hundred thousand, a hundred thousand, or even a hundred thousand.
But the current Tang dynasty was no longer as warlike and valiant as before.
Peace was the thing that could wear down a person's willpower the most. The strong winds of the highlands tempered the most powerful warriors. Soon, the banner of the great highland eagle would flutter across the entire divine continent.
The people of the gods would rule the entire Central Plains!
With this thought in mind, the figure slowly approached the resting point. He carefully listened to every word of conversation, every word of complaint, and even the yawns of the sentries.
Here, he could come and go as he pleased, as if he had entered an uninhabited land.
Hum!
Just as he was thinking and feeling proud of himself, the figure suddenly felt alarmed. He felt as if he was being watched by a sharp gaze.
That figure's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously glanced over. In his line of sight, he saw a youth who seemed to be only fifteen or sixteen years old staring at him.
Although it was just a glance, his gaze was unbelievably sharp.
Just as the figure was feeling uneasy, wondering if he had exposed himself and aroused the youth's suspicions, the youth's gaze quickly shifted elsewhere.
It was as if he had just glanced at him unintentionally. In fact, that was indeed the case. The figure realized that the youth had already walked past a young beauty dressed in red.
"Zhao Yatong, wait up!"
He heard the youth call out the lady's name.
"What's wrong?"
Zhao Yatong, who had already walked far away, turned around with a look of surprise. She didn't understand why Wang Chong suddenly called out to her.
"I just remembered that I forgot to tell you something!"
Wang Chong rode on his warhorse and galloped over.
"What's wrong?"
Zhao Yatong turned around with a curious look on her face.
"I forgot to tell you. You guys won't be able to catch the target the way you are doing. We need to change the way we patrol... "
Wang Chong smiled bitterly.
He had also just realized that he had missed out on something. Based on how Zhao Yatong and the rest were acting, they probably wouldn't be able to find anything even after an entire day.
Outside the resting point, many cavalrymen were shuttling back and forth. Wang Chong became one with his horse and crossed a fence outside the resting point, heading in Zhao Yatong's direction.
"Weng!"
Just as he passed by a cavalryman whose armor was stained with blood and seemed to be severely injured, Wang Chong's eyes narrowed as a sharp killing intent burst forth from his eyes.
"You've got guts! How dare you come here! — — "
This roar was like rumbling thunder, reverberating through the entire resting point. The cavalryman whose armor was stained with blood and seemed to be severely injured shuddered as his expression changed.
Boom!
Right at this moment, the air trembled as Wang Chong became one with his sword and launched an attack.
"Eight Steps of the Furious Flood Dragon!"
Wang Chong's long hair fluttered in the wind as he executed a killing move right from the start. The might of the Eight Steps of the Furious Flood Dragon was unleashed to the extreme. Dragon roars reverberated in the air as eight Flood Dragons appeared from eight different directions, surrounding the suspicious-looking cavalryman.
"Moo!"
There was a deafening roar in the air. Out of nowhere, a large and sturdy white cow appeared around the cavalryman. A milky-white ring of light vibrated out from beneath the cavalryman's feet, whistling out in tandem with his surging Gang Energy.
Boom!
Wang Chong's WuZi Steel Sword pierced through the cavalryman's Stellar Energy, piercing through his chest from the front and out from the back. At the same time, that person took a blow from Wang Chong's sword to force Wang Chong back.
"Neigh!"
The warhorse neighed. Almost at the same time that Wang Chong was pushed back, the cavalryman became one with his horse and leaped forward like a bolt of lightning. The milky-white halo on his body extended to the warhorse's feet as he fled like a bolt of lightning.
"Stop him!"
Before Wang Chong landed on the ground, he slapped the ground with his palm and immediately used the momentum to bounce back, leaping back onto the White-hoofed Shadow's back.
This person was far more powerful than he had imagined, and his reaction and decisiveness were even more so. Wang Chong's attack had originally been aimed at his heart.
But that cavalryman had actually managed to forcefully avoid his vitals in such a short period of time. He had used his right chest to clamp down on Wang Chong's longsword and then sent him flying with a palm strike, buying himself time to escape.
From the moment Wang Chong made his move to the moment he sent Wang Chong flying, only a split second had passed, yet he had managed to rapidly increase the speed of his warhorse.
His horsemanship was simply astonishing.
Boom!
The area outside the resting point was in chaos. The crowd had yet to understand why the students of the training camp would attack their own cavalryman, but they soon realized that the cavalryman who had been attacked was actually fleeing in 'panic'.
Some people chose to intercept him, while others stood in place in a daze, completely unaware of what was going on.
The gathering point for the third phase had been peaceful for a long time. This sort of situation had never happened before.
Gallop!
The warhorse galloped, kicking up a cloud of dust. While many people were still in a daze, the cavalryman who had been attacked had already reached the outskirts of the resting point.
Many of those who had tried to attack him had been completely bypassed by him with astonishing speed.
His vision was bright, and he was getting closer and closer to the encirclement of the resting point. The corner of that person's mouth had already revealed a hint of a smile.
Although he had no idea why he had been discovered, he had still managed to escape in the end.
Although the Tang dynasty had the advantage in numbers, they still couldn't do anything to him.
"Hmph!"
Just as the corner of that person's mouth revealed a hint of a victorious smile, he suddenly heard a low, cold snort from a woman. It was arrogant, disdainful, and elegant, like a phoenix in the clouds overlooking an ant in a swamp.
"Do you think you can escape? Do you think you can leave without my permission? "
That cold voice rang in that person's ears. The voice was neither loud nor soft, but it was clear and distinct. That person's entire body trembled, and he subconsciously felt a strong sense of danger.
He wanted to reach out and pull the reins to go around, but he didn't know when, but he couldn't feel his fingers anymore. He wanted to squeeze the horse's abdomen, but he found that his lower body was ice-cold.
In a daze, he felt as if something had flown up. Only then did he realize that it was actually his own head.
"Neigh!"
The warhorse neighed and galloped past him. Looking at the headless corpse on the horse's back, that person suddenly realized that he was already dead.
"So fast …"
As this thought flashed through his mind, his head spun and flew higher and higher. In the last moment, that person saw a large, maroon horse, and a valiant and formidable-looking woman in red riding on its back.
In her hands, there was a red tasseled spear that was still spitting flame-like flames.
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