In the face of difficulties, people tend to hope that the difficulties can be simpler, or within the controllable range, because no matter who you are, you don't want to face everything unknown, especially if it is enough to kill you. But sometimes, the simpler the difficulty, the easier it is to bury a person, because behind the simplicity there may be something more terrible.

Outside the city of Huai'an, there is a mess, here has just experienced a tragic fight, leaving a lot of corpses on the ground, blood all over the ground, almost able to gather into a stream. The dead were soldiers, soldiers from the Yanmen Palace, and there were probably dozens of corpses scattered between the stumps and broken arms, showing how tragic the battle just now was.

But the good thing is that everything is over, the dead are dead, and the living are still alive.

On a small hill not far from here, there stood a group of people, a group of men in black, a total of thirteen. Thirteen people dressed in black with black veils on their faces, the long knives in their hands were still stained with blood that was slowly coagulating, and they couldn't help but look a little weird.

These thirteen people are none other than shadows, shadows that come and go without a trace. The person at the head is Leng who was sent to Huai'an City by Wuxin, so cold that anyone can kill Leng except Wuxin.

Leng looked at the direction leading to Shaolin in the distance, and it was also the direction where the 100,000 troops of the Yanmen Mansion left, and his face was solemn. In the end, he still failed to prevent the wolf-like army from entering the Central Plains, maybe he couldn't stop it in the first place, and it was a fantasy to have such an idea. After all, there are only thirteen of them, even if each of them has unique skills, how can they really defeat ten thousand with one.

The enemy seemed to have received some order, and suddenly became crazy, became disregarding life and death, no longer paid attention to the wounded and dead companions, and ran desperately in the direction of the Shaolin Temple. It seems that someone is calling from afar, summoning them for a final blow.

Leng did not take people to chase him, because his mission was not to use thirteen people to prevent the entry of the 100,000 army, as others had guessed. Wuxin is confident, but it is definitely not to the extent of arrogance, the task he gave Leng is to drag down the 100,000 troops of Yanmen Wangfu as much as possible, and buy more time for the next follow-up plan.

Leng did it, and lived up to the trust of the unintentional. In the past few days, he successfully led the shadow to turn Huai'an City into a ghost town, making everyone think that there were evil ghosts in Huai'an City, and he killed hundreds of enemies, but that was just a few tripwires for the enemy's feet, and he couldn't really stop the enemy. Leng also never thought that way, he just did his best to drag the enemy here and buy time for the unintentional plan.

Now, now that the enemy has left, it's time for him to move on to his next destination, he still has work to do, and a new mission awaits him.

One last glance at the direction in which the enemy had disappeared, Leng turned around and galloped in the opposite direction, taking the twelve people behind him and moving towards the next target. As for whether anyone can stop the 100,000 army, that's not something he can consider, he has already done the first half, and leave the rest to others.

Thirteen pitch-black figures, thirteen bloodthirsty killing gods, headed in the direction of the next target, and disappeared at the end of the road in the blink of an eye......

In the evening, in the small courtyard of the mountain behind the Shaolin Temple, two people came, and there was a Hu man who looked dusty and slightly tired, and it was Murong Qianhe and Nangong Chu who arrived later.

In the room, several people sat quietly opposite each other, including Murong Qianhe and Nangong Chu, who had just arrived, as well as Ruyi and Long Xinyue, who had been living here. All four of them looked silently at an old man sitting in the middle of the hall, and no one spoke.

The old man sitting in the middle of the hall, dressed in the official uniform of the imperial court, was bowing his head and pondering, as if he was hiding something in his heart, and his brows were slightly furrowed, showing his troubled heart. This old man is none other than the six doors of the president who has been serving the emperor who is sick in bed, Zhan Ying.

After a long time, Zhan Ying finally raised his head, looked at Murong Qianhe and Nangong Chu, and said slowly, "I don't know what the task of the two of you is?"

The task that Zhan Ying said was something that was unintentionally handed over to everyone, and it was also a key step in every step of the entire plan. All those involved in this plan have their own tasks, but they are not aware of each other, which is unintentional caution, in order to prevent the plan from leaking.

"Our mission is to clear the Red Feather forces lurking on the outskirts of the capital and prevent the emperor from being assassinated before he reaches Shaolin. Nangong Chu glanced at Murong Qianhe and said slowly.

Zhan Ying showed a look of sudden realization on his face, and then looked at Nangong Chu and continued to ask, "What is the result?"

Nangong Chu frowned, and said slowly: "Red Feather did send a lot of people to lurk around the capital, we found a few places where they were hiding, and the people inside were all wiped out by us, but there were no people who saw the blood shadow, only the people of Blue Fox, I don't know how many people are still hiding in the dark, and how many people followed to Shaolin." ”

"So many people are lurking near the capital, what the hell do they want to do. Zhan Ying frowned and said, as if he was asking, and as if he was talking to himself.

Nangong Chu thought for a while and continued: "I don't know, we tortured some people, but they don't seem to know it themselves, they only know that they have received an order to assemble outside the capital, and they don't know anything else. After a few battles, both sides were killed and wounded, and we killed the leader of the Blue Fox, the current Blue Fox, which can be said to be leaderless. ”

Hearing this, Zhan Ying's brows finally relaxed a little, which is good news. After thinking for a while, he said slowly: "It seems that they must be plotting something, but they were destroyed by you before they could arrange it, which is half a win for us." ”

"I'm afraid it's not as simple as we imagined," Murong Qianhe said suddenly at this time, then glanced at Zhan Ying, and continued to say slowly: "I know the leader of the Blue Fox, and you should know him too." ”

Zhan Ying was stunned for a moment, and asked suspiciously, "Who is it?"

"Divine Fist Invincible Jade Lingyun!" Murong Qianhe frowned and said solemnly.

Hearing Murong Qianhe's words, Zhan Ying's brows furrowed again, and his expression was a little stiff. After being silent for a long time, he finally said slowly: "It seems that the caution of the heartless young man is right, at such a critical juncture, everyone must always be vigilant, and do not easily trust anyone who intends to approach us, lest they be the enemy's spies." ”

Zhan Ying until the Divine Fist is invincible Yu Lingyun, although he is in the imperial court, he still knows the people who are famous in the rivers and lakes. Once upon a time, the invincible Yu Lingyun was also a well-known figure in the rivers and lakes, and he was a jealous and hateful hero, but he didn't expect to become Red Feather's minions in the end, and he had to sigh that today's world is declining.

When it came to Wuxin, Ruyi, who had been sitting quietly on the side, finally couldn't help but speak, only to see him look at Zhan Ying and say softly: "Where is Wuxin?"

When Ruyi woke up this morning, he found that Wuxin had left quietly again, and he didn't know where he went. At this moment, she doesn't care who wins and who loses in the end of this war, and she only cares about one thing in her heart, that is, where Wuxin is and whether there is danger. For a woman with deep affection, it seems that nothing else can be forced.

Zhan Ying showed a smile on his face, looked at Ruyi and said, "He has something to do, he can come back soon, don't worry, it will be fine." ”

Ruyi nodded in disbelief, with a hint of deep worry on his face, his hands tightly clutched the corners of his clothes, and he prayed silently in his heart.

Nangong Chu saw the worry on Ruyi's face, patted Ruyi's shoulder, shook his head with a smile, and signaled that Ruyi was fine, don't worry too much. On the surface, he was comforting his junior sister, but his heart was full of envy, envy and unintentional, envious that someone could make his junior sister so concerned, but that person was not himself. Thinking of this, I can't help but admire Wuxin, who was not present, and seems to really understand why so many people are willing to give everything for this plan that does not know the ending, even if it is death.

"Okay, before I left unintentionally, I explained some things to the old man, and I hope the old man will convey it on his behalf. Zhan Ying spoke again, breaking the solemn atmosphere in the room.

Hearing Zhan Ying's words, everyone raised their heads, looked at Zhan Ying, and listened carefully.

Zhan Ying looked around at everyone, thought for a while and said, "The Royal Forest Army has already detained the father and son of the King of Yanmen, as well as the soldiers they brought up the mountain. ”

Hearing Zhan Ying's words, everyone was taken aback, they didn't expect that things had progressed to this point, this was undoubtedly the best news for the entire plan. But before everyone had time to rejoice, they were poured cold water on Zhan Ying's next sentence.

I saw Zhan Ying pause and then continued: "But although I captured the prince of Yanmen, I was escaped by one of his men, a person who looks like a person in the rivers and lakes, and his martial arts are extremely high. According to the time calculation, the more than 4,000 people waiting at the foot of the mountain in the Yanmen Palace, should have known the news of the arrest of their master, but they have not moved. And the most serious thing is that the 100,000 troops of the Yanmen Palace, which is entrenched in Huai'an City, have collectively announced a mutiny and are rushing towards Shaolin. ”

Hearing Zhan Ying's words, everyone present became a little pale, originally thinking that the arrest of the father and son of the king of Yanmen was good news, but they didn't expect things to suddenly reverse, seeing that the 100,000 army was about to really come to the city.

Looking at the solemn faces, Zhan Ying reluctantly squeezed out a smile from his face, and then said: "But don't worry, although there are some accidents, but this also coincides with the plan of the unintentional young man, because our original plan was not just to exterminate the Yanmen Palace, but to completely eliminate the people who intended to rebel, and now there are still people who have not shown their fox tails, so things can't end like this, we have to find a way to force the real rebel to show his original form." ”

Although Zhan Ying has recounted all this easily enough, no one has relaxed because of this, because no one present is a fool, although Zhan Ying said as if everything is under control, but anyone with a discerning eye knows that there are too many unpredictable dangers and variables in this war, and there may be more terrible waiting for them than now.

But even so, they can only choose to face it, because from the time they choose to stand on the same front as Wuxin, they are already destined to become a part of this war, no matter what awaits them in front of them, they can only advance, not retreat.

"Okay, now I'll convey the new task assigned by the Heartless Young Hero to everyone. Zhan Ying reluctantly put away the relaxed smile that was already pretending to be forced, and said slowly.

He didn't want to say anything more to comfort the people here, because there was no need for that, he knew that these people would not back down easily, just like him, like those who had no complaints about the Six Doors Catcher and the Royal Foresters, because they all understood one truth, justice, destined to be incompatible with evil.

The few people present all cleaned up their gloomy mood, looked at Zhan Ying, and waited for Zhan Ying to assign tasks, only one of them sat motionless on the chair, as if he couldn't hear anything, couldn't see anything, his face was pale, his eyes were struggling, and he seemed to be making some difficult decision in his heart. This person is Ruyi.

A real battle is about to begin, and no one knows if they will be able to see the final outcome, whether it will be successful or not, because you can't guarantee that you will survive the encirclement of 100,000 troops.

This is a battle destined to be nothing but blood and fire, a contest that determines good and evil......

No one can escape......