Chapter 640: Lost Shape! The deep meaning behind the simplicity
"Falling red is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers." Xia Duoduo saw the calcified power stone with dry bone energy, and suddenly remembered this poem in his heart.
A few traces of melancholy surged in his heart, and slowly dissipated in the world with time.
Maybe life is so fragile in the first place......
That's why there is a continuation of the previous servants......
The queen seemed to feel something, turned sideways and stared at Xia Duoduo tightly, and said no more.
In a mountain col dozens of miles away, this is not a place with dangerous terrain, let alone an important city.
Simple antlers blocked the narrow intersection, and groups of soldiers set up shields behind them, and a purple star and a blue moon were carved on the banners waving in the wind.
A woman in a dark cloak ran briskly towards the big tent of the Chinese army: "Lord Viscount Qiqi! It has been found that the Queen is now safe! It's just that the countess is less than ten miles away from us. ”
"The queen is safe now, so good! That's good! The middle-aged man in a light purple uniform stroked his palm and said with a smile: "Her target is the queen and us, we are now on their marching route, and if we want to attack the queen, we must first pass this level." ”
The middle-aged man clenched his fists tightly with the luck of finally catching up and the expression of deep hatred for the countess. Sigh softly at the scout, "Keep an eye on the countess, keep a safe distance." ”
He reminded again, but he also knew that as the distance between the countess and himself continued to close, the danger of scouts being exposed was increasing.
He struggled for a long time but chose to kill decisively, and after watching the scout leave, he whispered to the woman standing on the side, "Is the shadow guard dispatched?" ”
The woman in military uniform stared at the middle-aged man's face and nodded heavily, her voice seemed to come from the 10,000-year-old Xuan Ice, so cold that it was not mixed with any impurities: "Yes!" ”
The middle-aged man's face eased slightly, and he whispered with a stiff smile on the corner of his mouth, "That's good." ”
The woman stared at the middle-aged man in front of her, her eyes flickered for a long time, her mouth opened slightly, but she still didn't say anything. She bowed and silently retreated into the shadows.
She knew that her current situation was simply not able to help the Viscount in front of her, let alone go to King Qin. In the face of the countess's huge army and top combat power, she could only choose to stand in front of the viscount and block the last sword for him.
Maybe the last sword won't be her turn, she thought to herself as she faded into the shadows.
The next moment, he came to a marching tent more than ten zhang away from the Chinese army's tent.
The night is darker, as if the sky had been blackened with the thickest ink. The air was filled with solemnity and the dampness of dew spread through the night.
Accompanied by the flickering light, there was a strangeness in my heart for a moment. She instinctively lifted the curtain and greeted the more than 100 "shadows" below. Perhaps out of familiarity and trust with this group of subordinates, she suppressed the uneasiness in her heart, and her eyes scanned everyone's cheeks like eagles: "You all know about this operation, right?" In order to prevent the countess from attacking the queen and viscount, we have to strike first. ”
The "shadows" seemed to come to life in an instant, their heads bowed and they knelt on one knee.
One vertical and one horizontal is very neat, as if it was accurately measured with a ruler.
The woman nodded and continued: "The first team went to reinforce the queen, the second team stayed here, and the third, fourth, and fifth teams went to assassinate them. Operation Codename 'Breeze Falling Leaves'! ”
"No!" This time, those "shadows" like clay sculptures actually spoke.
Other than that, there are no other superfluous words.
The woman looked at the "shadows" below that hid layers of cold light in her eyes, looked at them for a while, and smiled.
She could feel an alien aura from the "shadow", this kind of mental power that only high-level commanders could innate possess, helping her to detect the aura of all things, sense hostile changes, and predict and avoid danger
danger, so that she has the strength to fight even in the face of demons.
Her original uneasiness and strangeness at least could not be seen in these people, could not be seen through, could not be touched, this feeling made her feel a lot more relieved, at least she did not believe it, did not want to believe that this group of subordinates she had carefully trained was guilty of it.
Thinking about it, she reached out and waved at the assassination team. With the appearance of a black shadow more than ten zhang wide on the ground, she led the assassination team to appear three miles away.
This is the limit of the range teleportation - "shadow-and-go", and the safest direction to choose according to the information sent back by the scouts. After another teleportation, it was less than four miles away from the countess's camp. For the sake of concealment, the assassination team opted for rapid stealth.
Less than a mile from the countess's camp, the tattoo on her chest suddenly became hot, and a tremor that penetrated deep into her soul made her sigh involuntarily.
"Not good! The viscount is in mortal danger! ”
It was as if she had been hit hard in her mind, and the soul bond with the viscount made her throat feel hot and sweet.
She remembered the root of that strangeness, perhaps it was the departure of the tiger from the mountain.
The Countess attacked the Viscount, how did she get into the Viscount's garrison defended by the Shadow Guard? How many assassination units are there?
Thinking of it, a trace of cold sweat appeared on the woman's face, she could no longer care about the law of stealth, and said in a voice as clear as a mosquito and a fly: "Stop the 'breeze and falling leaves'!" The third and fourth teams returned to the defense, and the fifth team stayed to monitor the ......"
But before he finished speaking, he heard a sound bell ringing in the ear chakra: "Did you find it?" Pity...... It's late! ”
With that, a wire net enveloped the woman in place, and the assassination team was trapped seven or eight times out of ten.
The voice of the silver bell didn't seem to care about the fish that slipped through the net, and five meters in front of the assassination team, a petite woman with a rope shackled all over her body gradually showed her figure.
"Fifth sister, you lost this time! The viscount you serve will die! The petite woman glanced contemptuously at the woman in the rope net, with a hint of mockery in her figure: "The fifth sister lost two pairs of wings and really became a waste." ”
"The third sister is really you! But what I didn't expect was that you didn't think of our sisterhood at all, and you did something to the viscount. The woman in the rope net calmed down the panic in her heart in a very short time, and whispered to the petite woman: "Doesn't the third sister know? If there were no Viscounts in Winged City, Tankic would be plunged into complete darkness. ”
"The two armies are fighting each other, and these alarmist words said by the fifth sister are only your words." The petite woman disagreed, holding the leather whip in her hand and walking towards the rope net: "This is your shadow guard?" Poor ...... with the elites who come and go without a trace Some far. ”
The third sister laughed, although they are? Shadow Guard is not an elite. ”
"What?" The petite woman shook her head slightly, looked at the nearest shadow guard, the corners of her mouth turned upward, and the leather whip in her hand danced in the air in an "S" shape, and the shadow guard was slapped into a rock.
The woman in the rope net looked at the broken stones under her feet, and her heart was shocked, but there was no wave on her face: "The third sister's flesh and blood curse has become more and more refined. ”
"The fifth sister doesn't look down on this kind of crooked way, but for my sister, it's enough to be able to become stronger. Since these shrimp soldiers and crabs led by the fifth sister will not pose a real threat to the Countess, then please let the fifth sister suffer some flesh and skin, and let you out when my lord dominates Flying Wing City. ”
"Domination of Winged City? The third sister really chose the talent from heaven! But does the queen know? ”
"A new generation replaces the old, the queen is old, the old is confused, and it is time to abdicate and make way for the virtuous. In the future, Flying Wing City will naturally be the world of the countess, you and I sisters, or persuade my sister not to be obsessed and secretly cast in the pearl! ”
"My sister is worried, but my little sister is free and easy by nature and doesn't like to do things under her."
"I don't know how to lift!" The petite woman suddenly changed her face and shouted loudly to the guards on both sides
Said: "Come on! Escort them to the water prison!! ”
"Yes! My lord! Dozens of guards poured up from both sides.
"Heavily guarded, no one is allowed to go! If you have a half-point spread pool, come and see you! ”
"Yes!" As the guards replied loudly, two burly guards came over and pushed the woman in the rope net.
"Third sister don't need to be in such a hurry, the countess wants to raise her voice, King's Landing Flying Wing City is not so easy to do."
"Fifth sister, she is still so stubborn. Could it be that the viscount could still stop it? A sarcasm appeared on the petite woman's face: "The viscount is indeed a good character, but he is indecisive and has no enterprising spirit, and he is even more closed to the wrong person." To tell you the truth, at this moment, the 'Blood Guard' has arrived in the Viscount City, and without your guard, I am afraid that I am now in a different place. ”
"That's it, that's waiting for good news." The woman in the rope net chuckled softly at the petite woman across the net, and then raised her hand and walked forward. Not the slightest kind of captive? Panicked and depressed, more like a trip or a visit.
"There's a time when you cry!" The petite woman gritted her teeth and looked at the backs of these captives, but the uneasiness in her heart unconsciously intensified. After a long time, she looked at the hourglass in her hand again and whispered to the guard beside her, "Hasn't the 'Blood Guard' sent back news yet?" ”
"Lord Hui, you haven't ...... yet," the guard rubbed his hands together with an embarrassed expression.
At this moment, there was a heavy running sound in the distance, the sound was dull and strong, completely different from those elites who acted quickly and silently. Because of this, the petite woman wrinkled her nose slightly.
"Lord Qiyu! Message from the viscount that our squad has been wiped out! ”
"What?! How dare you do it to us first! The petite woman had a frost on her face: "Come on, bring the 'shadow guards' over and kill them all!" Not a single one to stay! ”
"Report! Water Prison Riot! The new inmates disappeared at the same time...... "The guards escorting the shadow guards ran back in a panic.
"Riot?! This group of Diao people! Order the Iron Eagle Guard to go and suppress it! If there is resistance, the Dharma will be rectified on the spot! The petite woman glared at the guard, and then shouted angrily: "I can't even look at a person, what do I want you to do!" ”
The guards didn't dare to talk, and turned back in a gloomy manner.
"It's time for special training!" The petite woman pursed her lips and shouted angrily with a sad face, and only after a long time did she raise her head: "The 'Blood Guards' have all been wiped out? ”
"Yes! My lord! The messenger whispered in a panicked voice: "Lord Hui, according to the secret report of the wind chime, there is indeed movement inside the viscount?" Chaos, those chess pieces we planted took action and attacked the viscountdom. However, subsequent information came that the operation had failed. This is a secret letter, please take a look, sir. ”
The messenger finished and handed over the two letters.
The petite woman took a quick look, a layer of fear surged in her heart, her face became colder and colder, and a faint sadness appeared in her eyes.
It was all wiped out! You must know that the troops who went to assassinate the viscount far outnumbered the teams that assassinated the countess. Those people are veterans, and they will never assassinate in public, and it is difficult to think of someone in a confined space who can do a counter-kill while protecting the viscount.
Is it the Viscount? Intelligence errors? The Viscount is a master in his own right?
Wrong! This possibility is infinitely close to 0! Spying on the Viscount by himself is by no means a day and a half, it is a three-year surveillance, but anyone will show clues.
Even if it can be seamless, it will look very dull. This deliberate concealment is like lighting a lamp in the darkness for the seasoned "hunter".
The Viscount has a peerless master by his side! The word popped into the petite woman's mind. Then she simulated the combat power of this peerless master, and as the deduction gradually deepened, she stood dumbfounded and speechless.