Magu Mountain is not really dangerous because its terrain is not very dangerous.

If there was an invasion from outside, they would not have gone here, for nothing other than to step into the clearings that surrounded the mountain for about twenty miles, where there were swamps that had turned many people's hearts.

The reason why there is a swamp is related to Magu Mountain.

Magu MountainMagu Mountain, the name of the mountain, is also called a mountain, but it is only more than 500 zhang high, which is much shorter than the average mountain.

However, it is different in the Magu Hills, which are all small undulating hills, which naturally highlight its height, and from a distance it inevitably tastes like it stands out from the crowd.

There is a peculiar sight of this kind of mountain, that is, there is a high beach nearly a hundred feet wide above, which is full of rainwater.

There are many undercurrent channels in the Magu Mountain under the lake, which are spread in all directions, connected to the surrounding land.

It's like erecting countless pipes under the cultivated land, and it's the kind of pipes that don't stop, and over time, a swamp is naturally formed.

Although the swamp area is not large, it is also a dominating area in the hilly area, and no animal dares to enter it easily, even if it is a human, it can only watch dryly.

There is only one vine and a few weeds that dare to grow here at will, sometimes covering the loose earth below, so as to lead people and animals who have no fear of nature to the hell of death.

The Eighth Prince was sitting on a luxuriously decorated flatbed trailer at the moment, unhurriedly moving through the swamp.

His richly decorated armor had long been tattered, and his long hair was spread out behind him, covered in blood.

If it weren't for the fact that the only handsome and fair face was still smooth, outsiders would have recognized him as a beggar.

This flatbed trailer has no wheels and slides entirely on a smooth plane underneath, with a mechanical paddle on both sides to flip over the swamp.

Legend has it that this tool was stumbled upon by a master craftsman millennia ago, and the place he had in mind was not a swamp, but the ice fields of the northern barbarians.

Now that he has been called by the Eighth Prince, he is extremely intelligent and adaptable.

But these have not been taken to his heart, and there is nothing to be complacent, like these places have long been planned, and they are an extremely small part of his countless deductions.

It's just that there are always omissions in deduction, no one is perfect, and things will naturally not be perfect, even if someone is extremely lucky, it will not always be smooth sailing in life.

For example, the interception encountered now is a very bad thing, and he has already planned how to deal with it, but who knows that the interception is not only a wave, but also a team that does not know where it came from.

It was not unexpected that there was one more, it was still expected, but I never expected that there would be three, and the third one was still the most powerful, which was double the strength of the first two teams.

This assassination team from nowhere is outstanding, well-organized, and tacitly coordinated, and the captain of them has reached the middle stage of the conjugation, and no one can compete with it.

If it weren't for Nie Yi's sacrifice to protect his life, I'm afraid that the Eighth Prince would have been buried in Maguling, let alone go to the imperial city.

The reality is so cruel, although Qianshan also feels that the sky is unfair, but what can be done?

The enemy will not leave him with a chance to lament or even pray, all they want is his head.

Qianshan touched his head at a glance, and it was still on his neck, not only a little crying and laughing.

To be honest, after such a crisis, he was no longer as confident about his way back to the imperial city as he was at the beginning.

And even if he returns to the Imperial City, I am afraid that what awaits him will be an even greater crisis.

The situation has changed, and many calculations will be disrupted and need to be re-evaluated, but he just doesn't have the time to calculate, and along the way he thinks more about how to mobilize people to protect.

The journey of eighty miles is not too long, and it is not too short.

It doesn't take an hour for a cultivator to run with all his might, but it's no different for the enemy.

Since it can ambush you three times, then there will be four, five, six, and each time it will be stronger than the first.

The most important thing is that the enemy will definitely run faster than the reinforcements, and will also block the reinforcements.

These are inevitable, and there is no way to prevent them.

"It seems that Lone is destined to die in this Maguling!"

"Why is Your Highness so pessimistic, the old man feels that he may not be able to spend here!"

Not far from him, an old man sat on the same flatbed trailer, twisting his beard and sighing.

If it weren't for the fact that his Taoist robe was torn in many places, his hair was in a messy bun, and his wrinkled old face was covered with blood, I am afraid that some people would really regard him as an immortal.

The appearance of a fairy wind is very demagogic, coupled with a pair of deep and bottomless eyes, it is like a heavenly immortal descending, solemn and inviolable.

"We know that the swamp here is easy to escape, and they must also know that for mortals, the swamp is a sign of crisis, for us, the swamp and the flat land are undoubted, how can there be no ambush, Shen Lao, don't you see that they are so vicious that even any plain will send countless masters to intercept it!"

Even though he is in prison, Qianshan has not changed his long-maintained royal demeanor when speaking, polite and sharp.

"But our Flying Wing Army has also arrived, if we really fight, they will definitely suffer, rather than wasting strength in this place, it is better to wait for Maguling!

Shen Lao swore an oath.

He is very strong, he has reached the seventh order of the Gathering Vortex Realm, and he has experienced light and has seen a lot, and he is generally not his opponent in the Gathering Vortex Realm, but Rao is so, he has also been seriously injured under many impacts, and at this time, his strength is not one in ten, so he naturally does not want to encounter an ambush again.

"Hehe, Lone really wants the enemy to think like Shen Lao, it's a pity that ......"

Before the words fell, the ground twenty feet away from them suddenly burst open, and with it, countless figures came out of the ground.

They were all dressed in black and carried a long knife with a silver-white glow.

As soon as he flew out, he had already locked the group of the Eight Princes, and flew directly over, with illusory hungry wolf prints forming behind him.

"It's the hungry wolf assassin in black, quick, the seal mage seals, and the rest of the people gather together to take over, pay attention to the underground!"

A general dressed in the uniform of the Zhenguo Army had already taken precautions and gave the order first.

The soldiers who had been on the flatbed trailer also gathered together at the order, and some soldiers jumped directly from the trailer.

It's not that they don't know that this is a swamp, but they have a plank tied to their feet to keep them from falling.

All of this went very well, and it was evident that they had been stabbed several times, and they were already familiar with the road and stuck to the spot.

The same is true of the black-clad assassins, who knew that their soldiers would be on guard, and they started fighting for speed, in order to disrupt their formation so that they could take advantage of the chaos.

The huge wolf body formed by the hungry wolf pattern fell from the sky first, opened his large mouth, and bit viciously at the soldiers below, but they were soon stopped by a thin barrier, and their teeth fell on the barrier and made a snorting sound.

Followed by the long knives of the black-clad assassins, their knives fell exactly where the wolf's teeth gnawed, and as they sliced through the small gaps that had already been broken, they fell into the protected flatbed trailer below.

But how could the soldiers above give them this opportunity?

Before the gap was cut, the soldiers came forward to fight back with their swords and guns, and some of them kept firing arrows with bows and arrows, and shot arrows into the body of the black-clad assassin with great precision.

However, whether it was arrows or knives and guns, the black-clothed assassin did not have the slightest desire to dodge, and all he did was to cut through the barrier of the Indian Circle.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

The continuous sound of bubbles bursting sounded on this flat ground, and the countless spherical defensive arrays could no longer withstand the continuous tearing, and finally turned into nothingness, and at the same time, the men in black also paid a heavy price, and the more than thirty assassins who came up in the first wave all died, none of them died.

But the soldiers did not relax because of this, but their nerves tightened even more, like clockwork with sufficient strength, and they did not dare to neglect for a moment.

Without defense, it is equivalent to directly exposing yourself to the hidden enemy, and the danger is several times greater than just now.

Sure enough, before they could relax their minds, a wave of arrow rain quality control covered them out of thin air.

Just when all the soldiers had been waiting for a long time and held up their big shields to resist, the leader of the general suddenly looked shocked and shouted:

"Hurry back, don't fight against the rain of arrows, there is a ...... on it"

Before the words of the explosion mark could be spoken, a loud and violent explosion was heard.

The violent qi wave fluctuations instantly swept through this side of the world, lifting many soldiers who were about to flee into the air.

More soldiers were swept away by the air waves before they could escape, and the furious energy was wantonly vented, tearing apart their bodies and limbs the moment they flew.

For a while, the flesh and blood splattered, staining the gray-black ground red, and it took a long time to subside.

When the dust settled, only a few soldiers were left on the scene, supported behind shelters in front of them, and most of the remaining soldiers had died on the spot.

The scene was really tragic to the extreme.

Qianshan and Shen Lao were not injured, they were a kind of master who had dispersed as early as the moment they were attacked, hiding in front of some defenses.

Especially on the side of the Eighth Prince, it seems that there has always been an incomparably solid seal circle protecting him, neither the first wave of black-clothed assassins nor the second wave of explosive arrows have been able to hurt him in the slightest, and I don't know what seal mage helped him engrave the seal.

After the second wave is over, there is the third wave, which is the wave that really starts fighting.

The first two sets are just appetizers according to common sense, and they are not getting to the point until now.

A tall, bearded man more than two meters tall walked from a distance carrying an axe taller than him.

I don't know what treasure this big man used, but he didn't sink on the weak ground, but walked as flat as he walked, without any discomfort.