Night fell quietly.
On the Wilderness, a group of people on horseback galloped toward the Great Wall.
When their figures appeared on the blurry horizon under the moonlight, the group of more than thirty people dismounted and returned their horses to the opposite direction.
Then, they took out the thick cloth that they had prepared in advance and wrapped it around their feet. Then, they slowly waded through the snow-covered wilderness.
The gradually darkening night gave them good cover. This group of strong warriors quietly arrived at the foot of the Great Wall.
They had come here with a mission …
These 37 people were the most outstanding warriors from the Great Jin (Houjin in this case). They were ordered by the Khan to enter the Central Plains to carry out a secret mission.
This mission might take a long time, so long that it could be calculated with the rest of their lives.
This mission was also very dangerous. It was so dangerous that once they were exposed, they would immediately lose their lives.
However, they did not care. They had already made up their minds to sacrifice everything for this mission.
This was because their success might change the fate of the entire Great Jin Dynasty.
Of course, in this plan, the Great Ming Dynasty naturally played the role of the villain and the victim …
"Master Ba, I've checked. There's indeed no one on the nearby beacon towers."
The middle-aged man who said this was wearing a very common jacket. He was dressed exactly like the people of the Central Plains.
The "Master Ba" who received his report was about the same age and dressing.
Obviously, these people planned to "lurk" in the Central Plains for a long time. Before they set off, they had undergone strict training. Not only could they speak very fluent Mandarin, but they could also give a thorough explanation of their background and origins. There were basically no flaws in their explanations.
"Hmm …" Master Ba muttered and said, "Natan, you take the lead. After you confirm that there's no abnormality, give us the signal."
"Yes." After Natan received the order, he immediately moved. He retreated to a place a few meters away from the Great Wall. Then, he stepped on the ground (at this time, they had already taken off the cloth on their feet) and leaped up.
Then, he used the Great Wall in midair to rub his feet against the wall a few times. Just like that, he climbed all the way up the wall and arrived at the top of the Great Wall rather easily.
Not long after, his companions saw him poke his head out and make a "follow" gesture.
Therefore, the remaining thirty or so people also climbed up the city wall under Old Master Ba's lead. For experts like them, jumping up the city wall was a piece of cake.
"Alright … Not a single one is missing." When the last person climbed over the battlements, Grandpa Ba, who had been silently counting, spoke in a low voice.
In the next second, he was ready to give the order to jump over the wall.
Unexpectedly, suddenly …
"Everyone, please wait for a moment." A man's voice came from above.
Just this sentence alone caused the thirty-seven people present to tremble. Almost at the same time, they reacted vigilantly in the direction of the voice.
"Did you forget something?" The man asked again.
At the same time, a black object was thrown down from the beacon tower.
With the help of the moonlight and their outstanding eyesight, the Golden State warriors saw that it was a human head before it even landed on the ground.
The human head landed and rolled beside Na Tan's feet. Although the long hair on the head was messy and covered half of the face, Na Tan could tell at a glance that this was the "general" he had bribed beforehand. It was this person … who had removed the soldiers who were supposed to be standing guard on the beacon tower tonight.
"Grandpa Ba, this is …" Na Tan immediately turned his head and wanted to remind Grandpa Ba.
However, Grandpa Ba didn't seem to need his reminder. He only raised his hand and signaled Na Tan to stop talking.
"Who … is it?" After a moment, Grandpa Ba raised his head and looked at the beacon tower. He asked this question word by word.
He didn't plan to hide anything because the moment he saw the human head, he already knew that he was going to face a battle.
"Haha …" After hearing this question, the person on the beacon tower chuckled. He raised his voice and recited loudly, "The first stage of the Great Wall …"
After he finished his first sentence, his figure had already appeared at the edge of the beacon tower.
"Xiao Can, who was forged by thousands of years of wind and rain …"
After he finished his second sentence, the cold moonlight shone on the weapon in his hand … It was a long spear.
"Millions of brave soldiers are not here today …"
After he finished his third sentence, the person jumped up with his spear. After flipping half a circle in the air, he jumped down from the beacon tower.
"Lone Spear with Courage … Weary Dream Returns!"
After he finished his last three words, [Weary Dream Returns] had already raised his spear and stood proudly.
Although his poem wasn't very neat, the domineering aura in his words was genuine.
The warriors focused their eyes and saw a fair-skinned young man (compared to most of the men at that time, most of the players were fair-skinned and delicate) wearing a strange black armor. He stood solemnly with his spear.
Although the moonlight tonight wasn't very bright, his armor still emitted a clear halo. The spear in his hand also emitted an indescribable chill.
"Hmph …" When Grandpa Ba saw this person, he first snorted coldly and then praised, "Good!" He paused, "Lone Spear with Courage!"
At this point, he simply raised his voice and shouted to his companions behind him, "Brothers! This kid is a good man … Let's give him a quick death! "
With his order, the dozens of Golden Warriors rushed out almost at the same time.
The space on the Great Wall was very narrow. It should be very difficult for so many people to attack the same target …
However, these Golden Warriors could do it.
Their cooperation was very good. It was so good that there was no need for words … It was flawless.
In less than a second, the thirty-six people spread out neatly. They were divided into the middle, the air, and the two wings … They all rushed toward [Weary Dream Returns]. This was no doubt their first time fighting on the Great Wall, but they acted as if they were doing something that they had practiced countless times.
Fast!
This was the first feeling that [Weary Dream Returns] had.
Even as a player whose physical fitness had long surpassed the limits of a human, he couldn't help but be secretly shocked by the speed of these enemies in front of him.
However, the scariest thing wasn't the speed, but the way these people moved …
They weren't one person, but they were better than one person.
This group of Golden Warriors was like a whole body made up of thirty-six bodies. Every part of them was serving the whole body, completely disregarding their own safety and life …
Their attacks were like raging waves that pushed forward layer by layer, surging continuously. Even if the person at the front was pierced by the spear, swept by the spear, or even turned into meat paste by the energy … The people behind didn't hesitate at all. They would continue to attack until they achieved their goal.
Facing such a team, if one didn't have enough determination or use long-range weapons such as bows and arrows, it would be hard to say who would win even if ten times the number of people were sent to meet them …
And now, [Weary Dream] was still a lone spear, a true "one man holding the pass" …
In the eyes of the bystanders, this was simply a situation of absolute death.
However, [Weary Dream] … His face was as calm as water as he brandished his spear.
In a split second, blood blossomed.
Specks of cold light were fatal, and layers of spear shadows were soul-stealing.
In a short moment, the thirty-six elite experts were all killed by him. Not a single one was spared.
As for the thirty-seventh person … the last person, his eyes were bloodshot as he stared at the scene before him in disbelief.
He really couldn't believe that those brothers of his who had been through life and death together … those strong warriors who could fight against ten people in the tribe would be killed by a mere Central Plains man in an instant. And … they didn't even have the strength to fight back.
"You … are also good men." Weary Dream raised his spear at an angle, the tip of the spear facing down, letting the blood on the spear drip slowly. "So, I'll also give you a quick death."
Master Ba clenched his teeth and stood on the spot, trembling with resentment.
Only he could understand his feelings at this moment.
Master Ba and his brothers with different surnames had already decided to dedicate everything they had to this mission. Death or failure, they could accept it.
But now, they couldn't accept such an ending.
"Kill me as well." Master Ba didn't think for too long before he made this request. "I don't have the face to go back and face the Khan, and I don't want to abandon my brothers … and live alone in this world."
His request was reasonable. Since the mission was hopeless and resistance was futile, he might as well let Master Ba fulfill his wish.
"No, it's not time for you to die yet." Unexpectedly, Weary Dream refused.
"What?" Master Ba was surprised and a little agitated. "What do you mean? Are you insulting me?! "
Weary Dream shook his head. "I won't kill you because … before you die, there's still one thing you have to do."
Master Ba snorted coldly. "Humph … Do you think I'll betray …"
"Wrong." Tired Dream didn't wait for him to voice out his wrong conjecture, and directly interrupted, "I just want you to go back, go back to your Khan's side, and tell him everything that happened here tonight … in full detail."
"You …" Master Ba's expression was bewildered. After thinking for a while, he sneered. "I understand. You think … the Khan will be scared and give up after hearing what happened tonight …"
"He can think whatever he wants." Weary Dream didn't let him finish. "If he's really scared, it means the tolerance of the person you respect is only so-so …"
"How dare you!" Master Ba's Chinese was very good, and various idioms came out of his mouth. "The winner takes all. You can insult me, but you can't insult the leader of Da Jin!" He paused and then scoffed. "Humph … Do you think, after killing all of us … Da Jin will have no one left? Let me tell you … warriors who are ten times, a hundred times stronger than us … are as common as carps crossing the river around the Khan. "
"Oh … is that so?" Facing this statement that even Master Ba himself did not believe, Weary Dream's reaction was rather calm. "I'm afraid we don't have as many experts as you do …" he continued in a calm tone. "Those who are about as strong as me and those who are slightly weaker than me, there are only about one hundred of them …"
He was not being picky. In the whole of Thriller Paradise, there were at least one hundred players who were close to his level. There was no upper limit to the number of players in this scenario, so who knew how many there were? Furthermore … he did not take into account the NPC forces in this scenario.
"As for those who are stronger than me …" Weary Dream paused for two seconds and then added, "Ah … About ten … Perhaps more. After all, I don't have the chance to fight so many monsters one by one …"
When he finished, Master Ba's view of the world had already collapsed.
Fear and shock shattered his understanding. He wanted to tell himself that what he heard was not true, but unfortunately, Weary Dream was a terrible liar. Whether he was telling the truth or not, someone like Master Ba … would definitely be able to discern it.
"You seem to get it," Weary Dream said. As Tired Dream spoke, he casually swung the spearhead and handsomely carried the long spear on his shoulder. "If I were you … I think it's still necessary to bring this news back and let my master know … Hmm … That's all I have to say."
He was not as eloquent as Feng Bujue. He was just a stubborn, strong-willed person who knew his place.
But today, his appearance there was probably more suitable than anyone else's.
…
The clouds parted, the moon was bright, and the night was not over.
Master Ba had already returned. He had a way to come, so naturally, he had a way to return.
On the city wall, Weary Dream put his weapon back into his inventory and let out a long sigh.
The spear was not his only weapon. Now, he had a halberd, a spear, and a staff … three types of weapons.
But tonight, at this place, he wanted to use the spear.
So, he used it.
"Wow, that's impressive …" At that moment, another person's voice came from behind Weary Dream. "Not only did you complete the side quest [Stopping Hou Jin's Elite Warriors from Infiltrating the Pass], you even completed the hidden quest [Changing the History of this World's Future Emperor]."
The person who spoke was none other than [Teacher Chi] from the "Trash Alliance" team during S2.
"I thought we would have to rush to the capital and kill the emperor of this world," Teacher Chi said as he flipped over the city wall. "I didn't expect that we would be able to complete the mission just by leaving a little something behind."
"Heh … Assassinating the emperor is indeed a feasible plan." Weary Dream, who had completed the quest, let out a sigh of relief and laughed. "I only let him go because I wanted to give it a try. I didn't expect it to succeed …" He shrugged. "Now that I think about it … the two quests being refreshed at the same time is actually a rather obvious hint."
Teacher Chi nodded. "Then … Now, we should be entering the town, right?"
Weary Dream thought for a while. "Hmm … I think we can wait a little longer."
"Huh?" Teacher Chi said. "We've cleared a few side quests today. Why aren't we going in?"
"Don't worry." Weary Dream replied confidently. "There must be more than one group of players who haven't entered the town yet … It's impossible that we're the only ones who noticed the two from 'Order' keeping watch at the town entrance." He said thoughtfully, "Don't be fooled by the synopsis. The main quest doesn't say that we have to 'enter Lin Lu Town'. Think about it from another perspective … Since we already know the time and location of 'Sword Dance of the Grass', it's actually an advantage to be further away from the core of the incident before it appears …"
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