Chapter 20 Borrowing Troops

He approached the main camp of the Tengyun Legion along the mountain road, showed the token in his arms to the soldiers guarding the camp, and said, "Trouble this big brother to report, I have an urgent matter to see the general." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

"You ......" The guard glanced at Shu Ye lightly, and was about to scold him to leave, when he suddenly saw that he was covered in blood, and as soon as he spoke, he couldn't help but take the token slowly, and said lightly, "You wait, I'll report it." ā€

After he finished speaking, he didn't wait for Shu Ye to respond, put down the spear in his hand, and ran straight to the tent of the commander in the mountain.

Shu Ye breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his figure gradually disappearing into the front camp, and couldn't help but stand quietly outside the camp, waiting for the commander of the Tengyun Legion to be summoned by Cheng Qianjun.

The guard disappeared for only a moment, then instantly turned back from the camp tent, opened the camp gate, and said to Shu Ye: "The general has summoned, please come with me." ā€

Shu Ye nodded, thanked him, and followed him through the major camp tents to the tent of the Chinese army commander in the mountains.

"All the generals in the army are discussing matters in the tent, so go in by yourself. ā€

The guard brought Shu Ye to the tent, stopped, pointed to the tent curtain, and turned to leave.

Shu Ye answered, handed the black sword in his hand to the samurai holding the sword in front of the tent, opened the tent curtain, and got in.

The tent was spacious, about three feet in front and back, the ground had been flattened, and a carpet had been laid, and there were many people gathered in the tent, all dressed in armor and swords, and dressed in military uniforms, and majestic.

In the middle of the tent hall, sat a man with a square face and a weathered face, the man was about fifty years old, wearing armor, sitting on a handsome chair, his brows were furrowed, and his expression was solemn.

He seemed to be thinking about something, and his index finger tightened the sword of the heavy sword in his hand, rising and falling, making the scabbard and blade constantly rustle against the iron.

"This is the commander of the Tengyun Army!" Shu Ye stared at the burly man on the handsome chair and said secretly, "It's really a heavy killing aura." ā€

"You are the messenger sent by the City Lord Mu?" Cheng Qianjun glanced at Shu Ye lightly and asked.

Seeing Shu Ye's firm response, he put down the heavy sword in his hand, picked up the token on the table next to him and threw it back to him, and continued to ask, "Why did you come to my Tengyun Legion?"

Shu Ye took the city lord token that Shen Lian gave him, put it back in his arms, and explained the purpose of this trip in detail.

After finishing speaking, he saw that Cheng Qianjun was still hesitant, and couldn't help but present the letter handed to him by Shen Lian before leaving, and said: "The situation in the Exquisite City is already in danger, and I hope that the general can send troops back to help stabilize the safety of the rear." ā€

Cheng Qianjun shook off the letter handed over by Shu Ye, read it, and saw that this letter was not written by the city lord Mu himself, his brows furrowed, and he couldn't help but ask coldly: "Who is Shen Lian?"

Shu Ye didn't expect that he didn't know Shen Lian, and secretly said bad in his heart, and was thinking about how to explain it, when a man in armor in the tent instantly came out and answered this question for him.

"Returning to the handsome. The man in armor lowered his head and clenched his fists, and replied respectfully: "This person is the refining envoy of the Elite City and the treasurer of the Ming Pavilion, in charge of the refining workshop, and his subordinates have entered the Refinement City several times to prepare armor for the army, and they are all dealing with this person. ā€

"Refining envoy of the Exquisite City, the shopkeeper of the Ming Pavilion?"

Cheng Qianjun muttered in a low voice, although he still had hesitation about the safety of the Exquisite City, but he had no doubts about Shu Ye's identity and intention.

"So, the Peerless City is indeed in danger?" he asked hesitantly.

"Yes!" Shu Ye replied categorically, "it's already in danger." ā€

"Then why is it that the city lord has been sick for a few days, the envoy of the imperial capital has disappeared, and the warrior battalion has been transferred frequently, and you are the only one who has come to deliver the message until today?" Cheng Qianjun's face gathered a trace of cold chill, and he said coldly, "This kind of thing, shouldn't you inform me of the Tengyun Legion as soon as possible." ā€

Seeing that he was still suspicious, Shu Ye sighed, couldn't help but tear open his clothes, showed the knife wound on his back to everyone in the tent, and said, "This is the reason." ā€

Everyone in the tent suddenly saw Shu Ye with a knife wound on his back, and couldn't help but gasp.

"This ......," the generals were shocked in their hearts, "how can this be supported until now?"

The knife wound on Shu Ye's back was a foot long, and although the wound had been coagulated with blood, it was still shocking to look at.

With such a serious injury and such a long distance, they really don't know how Shu Ye persevered.

"If this knife is half an inch deeper, it will be enough to kill you on the spot. Cheng Qianjun's eyes condensed, and his heart was also extremely shocked, and he instantly understood everything, "You are really lucky that you can survive." ā€

Shu Ye was noncommittal, and replied in a deep voice: "In this world, it has never been lucky to survive. ā€

Cheng Qianjun smiled heartily and nodded, and his face couldn't help showing a look of appreciation.

"Little brother, you know who killed you halfway. The man who had previously stood up to explain for Shu Ye pondered for a while, and suddenly asked, "Do they know that you are not dead and have come here?"

Shu Ye knew what he was worried about, his eyes were as cold as a knife, and he said categorically: "It's impossible for them to know that I'm here, and it's impossible for them to go back to the city to report the news." ā€

"This ...... Why is this?" the man was startled by Shu Ye's cold eyes for a moment.

"Because ......" Shu Ye gritted his teeth and burst out with a sentence, "...... All of them are dead. ā€

"Are they all dead?" the generals were shocked and surprised.

Shu Ye's back injury, judging by the situation, should be caused by a sneak attack by someone, under serious injury, he can still wipe out the team that originally intercepted him, and complete a perfect counterattack, if it were not for the huge disparity in strength between the other party and him, it would be impossible to do it.

"How many people are on the other side, what is their strength?" the man continued to ask.

Shu Ye replied without hesitation: "Six people, two warriors of the fourth order, two warriors of the fifth order, and one of warriors of the sixth order!"

"This ......," the generals exclaimed in disbelief, shocking in their hearts, "this ...... That's impossible. ā€

Cheng Qianjun also stood up from the handsome chair and stared at Shu Ye in shock: "Boy, there is no joke in the army, if you lie and ask me to borrow soldiers, don't say that your life is difficult to protect, even the people behind you are also difficult to escape." ā€

A young man of the fifth order of a warrior, under serious injuries, was able to completely annihilate such a powerful interception team, he couldn't believe it.

The way of cultivation, a realm is a chasm, fighting beyond the ranks, being undefeated is already a move against the sky, let alone under serious injury, fighting back against opponents who are much stronger than themselves.

This is not only contrary to common sense, but also contrary to every martial artist's perception of realm strength.

"What Shu Ye said, word by word, is the truth. Shu Ye looked at Cheng Qianjun awe-inspiringly, and said in a deep voice, "If the general doesn't believe it, you can send scouts to the valley mouth twenty miles away to check to prove the truth." ā€

"Well, I'll do what you say. Cheng Qianjun stared at Shu Ye and said coldly, "I'll let you die." ā€

He drank in a deep voice, instantly ordered the guards of the tent, explained a few words, and sent two of the most powerful scouts and several elite soldiers in the Chinese army.

"It only takes an hour to know the truth and the falsehood. He sat back in the handsome chair and said coldly to Shu Ye, "It's still too late for you to change your statement now, once an hour later, the scout returns, I'm afraid, it will be your death by then." ā€

Shu Ye's mind turned, and he suddenly thought about it, and said solemnly: "Why don't I make a bet with the general." ā€

"Bet on what?" said Cheng Qianjun, his eyes staring, "your life." ā€

Shu Ye replied and said: "If what I say is true, I want the general to lend me a thousand elite warriors to accompany me back to the Jingjue City; ā€

Cheng Qianjun didn't expect Shu Ye to be so desperate, and couldn't help but show some appreciation for his courage, and shouted: "Okay, Ben Shuai bets with you, if you win, the most elite 'Feiyun Team' of our Chinese army will be under your control, and you will return to the Jingjue City; ā€

Shu Ye saw that he was deceived, and he was overjoyed, and sat on the ground in silence and did not reply again.

He closed his eyes, and under the gaze of everyone, he began to silently use the Heavenly Heart Technique to absorb the weak vitality around him, restore his strength, and repair his heavy injuries.

An hour passed in an instant in the midst of the generals' discussion and conversation.

The two scouts turned back to the camp, took a few elite soldiers straight into the tent, lined up the corpses of the six people killed by Shu Ye in the tent, and recounted in detail what they saw, instantly shocking everyone.

"The ambush team led by the sixth order of the warrior, even if it is a master of the seventh order of the warrior, it is difficult to rush out, let alone kill them all, this kid ...... What the hell did this kid do? ā€

"With one enemy and six, you can still annihilate a team that is much stronger than yourself in a raid and siege, this kid ...... Is it a demon? ā€

"Judging from the corpses of these six people, they were basically killed by a sword, and such a terrifying swordsmanship actually ...... Actually...... It will come from the hand of a young man, this, this ......"

"What the hell is this kid...... Where did it come from, such a demon, not to mention the Beiming realm, even if you look at the entire Great Chu Empire, I'm afraid it will be difficult to find one. ā€

All the generals in the tent are battlefield killers, who have been fighting in the bloody wind and rain for many years, and they are geniuses and strange things, I don't know how many they have seen.

But it was the first time that such a shocking scene had caused them to be so shocked today.

Cheng Qianjun stood up in the exclamation of the generals and carefully examined the bodies of the six people, still a little incredulous.

"This ...... How is this possible. He was extremely shocked in his heart, "With the body of a fifth-order warrior, how could he possibly kill these six people." ā€

"Also, this warrior sixth-order man was actually killed by a sword piercing his heart, this kid's swordsmanship ......" He even stared at Shu Ye with some trepidation, "...... How far do you need to get to cross the ladder and slash the enemy with a sword? ā€

"Such a swordsmanship talent ......" Cheng Qianjun thought that Shu Ye had the strength of a warrior of the seventh or eighth order, and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, and said secretly, "I'm afraid that at that time, looking at the entire Chu Kingdom, there will be no one who is his opponent." ā€

"Where did such demons come from......

The shock in Cheng Qianjun's heart could no longer be described in words, Shu Ye subverted all his cognitions of strength in an instant, and also gave him a clearer understanding of what a genius is and what a demon is.

"General......" Shu Ye stood up calmly, interrupting everyone's discussion and thoughts, and said to Cheng Qianjun, who was already stunned, "I hope you will keep your gambling agreement, lend me a thousand elite soldiers, and immediately return to the Elite City with me." ā€

"A man is a promise, and his daughter will not change. Cheng Qianjun came back to his senses, patted Shu Ye on the shoulder, and laughed, "I, a boy from Chu State, have a young hero like you, who should rise in the world and dominate the world." ā€

After speaking, he pulled Shu Ye out of the tent, returned his black sword, and led him straight to the Jiangtai in the back of the mountain.