Chapter 360: Entering the Formation
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General Lin finally stated under Wu Ming's questioning that he and the Thousand Elite Cavalry Association would always firmly focus on Princess Chaoyun and be ready for battle at all times.
Wu Ming nodded, and when he got an affirmative answer, he was also a lot more relieved in his heart, this thousand spirit horses were a force that could be relied on.
Princess Chaoyun's voice was a little jerky, but because she didn't talk much on weekdays, it didn't sound too bad.
"I am very pleased that the general is so loyal and brave. At the moment, the imperial brother just asked me to go and talk about it, I have been living in Taichang Temple, and I have not been involved in the battle in the palace, and there is no reason for the imperial brother to embarrass me, and the general please relax. β
General Lin stopped talking, and finally sighed.
Princess Chaoyun decided to go to see the second prince, and as a protector, there was no reason for him to continue to stop him: "Then please be more careful, princess!"
"I'll go with the princess. β
Wu Ming stretched out his hand and patted General Lin's shoulder: "The general leads the soldiers to wait here, make sure that people do not remove their armor and horses, and they are ready to set off at any time." β
General Lin's expression suddenly froze, and he nodded solemnly: "Understood! I will be fully prepared!"
Afterwards, Princess Chaoyun took Wu Ming and Liyue, who was covered with his face, and walked to the gate of the border camp to face the envoy of the second prince.
"It's time to go. β
The envoy glanced at Wu Ming and Liyue behind Princess Chaoyun: "These two are ......"
"They are my handmaidens and bodyguards, who have followed me for many years, and I will take them with me wherever I go. Princess Chaoyun's voice was unhurried, with an unmistakable majesty.
The envoy looked at Wu Ming and Liyue again, one of these two people was a weak woman, and the other was an ordinary young man who did not carry a blade on his body, and looked harmless to humans and animals.
Besides, even if these two men were armed with blades, it was impossible to make any splashes in an army of 100,000.
"Okay, princess, please get on the horse, and I'll lead the way. β
Princess Chaoyun and Wu Ming left the camp on their horses and followed the envoy in the direction of the camp, leaving only General Lin standing at the camp gate with a gloomy face.
......
Princess Chaoyun and her entourage walked on the road, and the masked Liyue rode a horse close to Wu Ming, and lowered his voice: "You asked General Lin to be ready to set off at any time, are you going to break through the siege? This thousand cavalry is not the opponent of a hundred thousand troops." β
It turned out to be Princess Chaoyun's voice coming from under the veil.
The princess Chaoyun in front is a stand-in made by Wu Ming with a style god, and the real princess Chaoyun puts on Liyue's clothes and pretends to be an accompanying maid.
Wu Ming snorted: "I have my own measure, I won't let them fight hard with the army, although General Lin and they don't mind the blood staining the yellow sand, but after all, we are just a thousand fine horses, we can't waste it at will." β
Princess Chaoyun glanced at Wu Ming, and suddenly her expression moved slightly: "Could it be ...... Are you going to kidnap the second prince?"
Wu Ming sighed and turned his head to look at Princess Chaoyun: "You have guessed this, I hope that your brother is not as smart as you." β
Princess Chaoyun was a little worried: "There must be a large number of guards around the imperial brother, are you sure?"
Wu Ming winked at Princess Chaoyun: "No matter how many ordinary soldiers there are, it's useless, I have prepared a surprise for him." β
While speaking, Wu Ming pulled something out of his arms and showed it to Princess Chaoyun.
Princess Chaoyun looked down and found that Wu Ming had pulled out a red corner of her clothes, embroidered with gold threads, shining golden in the sun.
Princess Chaoyun couldn't help but be a little surprised: "This is ...... Robes?"
Wu Ming stuffed the robe back into his arms: "This is not an ordinary robe, it is a magic weapon, as long as I sacrifice this robe, no matter how many people around the second prince are useless, it will become something in my bag." β
This robe is Fahai's magic weapon, which can be big or small, and can be turned into a net of heaven and earth.
When he was in the White Snake World, Fahai lent the robe to Wu Ming to catch demons, but Wu Ming never returned it after getting it and stayed with him.
Princess Chaoyun frowned and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing with your robe, are you ...... Monks?"
Wu Ming tilted his horse and almost fell: "This is a magic weapon given to me by a high-ranking monk! I am not bald, how can I become a monk!"
Princess Chaoyun sighed: "I think so, Buddhism is a quiet place, and I shouldn't accept you......"
Wu Ming rolled his eyes helplessly, he found that Princess Chaoyun was talking more and more like Twilight Rain, which was not a good phenomenon.
At this moment, the messenger leading the way in front turned around and shouted: "Your Royal Highness, the front is the camp of the general of the chariot cavalry." β
Wu Ming and Princess Chaoyun looked up, and there was indeed a continuous camp not far ahead.
In the huge camp, the shacks in the camp are connected, and there is no end in sight, and the soldiers and horses are constantly patrolling, and the smoke and dust are everywhere, almost obscuring the sky and the sun.
"Awesome. β
Wu Ming couldn't help but nodded, he had traveled from all walks of life and seen a lot of cold weapon armies, but in terms of scale, compared to the large battalion of 100,000 people in front of him, it could only be said to be a small thing.
Princess Chaoyun on the side was breathing a little fast, she grew up in a secluded place like Taichang Temple, and she had never seen such a big scene of fierce soldiers and horses, so she was inevitably a little flustered.
Wu Ming saw Princess Chaoyun's uneasiness, and reached out to shake her arm: "Don't panic, watch me 'catch them all' in a while." β
Princess Chaoyun smiled slightly, and her expression recovered slightly.
When the group entered the gate of the barracks, there were already a large number of soldiers waiting on both sides, these soldiers stood on both sides of the road with spears in hand, their faces were serious, like clay sculptures and wood carvings, and the air was full of oppression.
The princess Chaoyun in front of her was a god illusion, so she naturally did not flinch from the oppression around her, and sat on her horse and slowly walked through the passage, her face calm as usual, not chaotic at all.
Wu Ming and the real Princess Chaoyun followed, and the group passed through a passage nearly a thousand meters long, and finally came to the center of the camp.
At the end of the passage is an open space, in the center of the clearing is a large group of elite soldiers guarding, in the center is a luxurious yellow Luo cover umbrella, the huge golden curtain in the cold wind shaking, it looks extraordinary.
On the tall seat under Huang Luo's umbrella, there sat a fat man with a bloated figure, who looked no more than twenty-seven or eighteen years old, with a greasy and shiny face, and did not look like a general leading the troops at the border pass.
Princess Chaoyun couldn't help but whisper: "Huang Luo's umbrella is the emperor's thing, and the emperor's brother openly placed this thing in the military camp, does he want to establish himself as the king......
"The mountains here are high and the emperor is far away, so it's not bad to be a soil emperor. β
After Wu Ming finished speaking, he stared at the second prince under the umbrella cover for a while, and found that this fat man was not at all like Princess Chaoyun, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
In this way, at least when you clean up this fat man for a while, there will be no psychological burden.
Suddenly, Wu Ming felt a throbbing in his heart, he looked up behind the second prince, and suddenly felt a slight shock.
In the shadow of the umbrella cover behind the second prince, there was still a tall and emaciated man, staring at Wu Ming coldly.
It was the one who had fought with Wu Ming in the Temple of Heaven before, the sword slave. For mobile phone users, please browse M. Reading for a better reading experience.