Chapter 22 God’s Messenger (4)

Style: Fantasy Author: Corsica 14Words: 2210Update Time: 24/01/11 14:43:01
The night sky is filled with stars. The bright moonlight fell from the sky above Mescalero, covering the thatched houses with a layer of white gauze.

Wuwuyi nervously grabbed Gan's clothes and touched the foot of the tribe's mountain under the moonlight.

"Gan, I thought about it, maybe I should forget it." Wuwuyi whispered, "Quetzalcoatl is the god of Aztlan. Quetzalcoatl's envoy is here, and Aztlan's army must also be here." It’s here.”

"interesting."

"What's so interesting! You don't know how many people there are in Aztlan!" Wuwuyi said anxiously, "The number of one of their troops is several times that of our entire tribe. I saw it with my own eyes!"

"It's not like we're going to fight this whole army in a one-on-one fight, that wouldn't be called a one-on-one fight." Gan said, "It's just a matter of sneaking in, finding the place where the divine envoy is, and then fighting in a one-on-one battle."

"Hmm...sneak in secretly?"

Wuwuyi felt a little relieved. If it was just about sneaking in, it wouldn't have much to do with the number of people - although Gan's words at the end of his words, "Then we'll have a duel" still made her a little concerned.

As the two gradually approached the tribe, a new wooden wall blocked their way.

Wuwuyi was worried again.

"Gan, let's leave here, right? If we're just drawing a map, there's no need to contact that divine envoy, right?"

"Huh? How boring is it to just draw a map? And of course I have to help Boss Hestein find out such important information about the strength of the divine envoy."

"But look at this! The wall that surrounds the entire tribe, how many trees do you need to chop down with an axe? Only gods can do this kind of thing! We will definitely not be able to defeat that divine envoy!"

"Isn't it just a bigger pigsty?" Gan shrugged, "In my hometown, the King of Sweden built the city wall with stones, and it was several times higher than this one. Judging from this wall, the King of Sweden built the city wall with stone. What kind of angel is so much more powerful?"

Wuwuyi could not imagine the scene Gan described.

"Even if what you said is true... the entire tribe is surrounded, there's no way we can sneak in, right?

"There are many ways. For example, the King of Sweden can build a trebuchet, which can throw stones at a very fast speed and can even break stone walls. And for a small fence like this, you only need to use a rope to climb up. …”

Gan untied the rope from his waist and showed Wuwuyi the hook she had always wondered about its use: "Throw this up, hook it to the city wall, and then climb up along the rope. Climb well. Remember to put the rope away after you get out, otherwise you may be able to get in but not get out..."

Gan said while waving his hook in the air. As he released his hand, the hook smoothly caught the city wall in front of him.

For tribes that moved around on the grasslands, city walls were completely unnecessary. As for the hook rope designed for climbing the city wall, Wuwuyi had never heard of it. But she had seen the rattan tying the rocks before. Not only had she seen it before, but Wuwuyi was also very skilled in using it. Therefore, after just watching Gan perform the action once, Wuwuyi memorized the key points in his mind.

——In fact, she has been secretly learning the skills displayed by Gan along the way. She knew that marriage alone could not maintain long-term peace. Whether it was Aztlan or this group of pirates, she had to learn various advanced techniques in order to survive the tribe.

Perhaps because the wooden wall has not yet been built, or perhaps because there is still a lack of awareness of precautions, there is no one on duty above. Wuwuyi followed Gan and climbed up quietly.

Magic power flows on the surface of Wuwuyi's skin. She chanted softly, calling for the protection of the goddess of the night. This not only allows her to hide, but also allows her to see many things clearly at night that would otherwise be invisible.

Behind the wooden wall, there are still rolling mountains. There were only a few trodden paths leading to the settlement.

"Where are we going?" she asked Gan softly. This little pirate didn't use magic, nor did he lower his body or suppress the sound of his footsteps, and seemed to be at ease.

"The more powerful people are, the more they like to live in high places." Gan pointed towards the highest mountain top nearby, "We can just rush there."

However, before he finished speaking, his body suddenly sank - a staircase used to go up and down the city wall collapsed just because Gan stepped on it. Although Gan nimbly jumped up before his body fell, the sound of the trees collapsing was particularly harsh at night.

"who?"

"Hahaha! My trap worked~ Hiccup!"

Wuwuyi saw a group of people emerging from a nearby tent and rushing over. Among them was a rather handsome blond man, laughing and burping from wine.

"Look, am I right? Why bother to put up defenses on the city wall? The city wall is so long, but there are only a few stairs. Remove a few parts on the stairs, and anyone who wants to break in will fall into the trap. !”

"Awesome, White Knight, you are worthy of being the teacher of the God Envoy! Let's go and see where the mouse came from!"

"We've been discovered!" Wuwuyi jogged nervously and hid behind Gan. "Run quickly. Let's pretend to be hunters passing by some other time and explore the situation again!"

Gan's mouth burst into laughter. Wuwuyi poked his head out suspiciously, and when he saw it, Gan's face was filled with excitement.

"We're about to start infiltrating, oh, oh, follow me!"

Two cold lights flashed, and Gan had already held the dagger in his hand. He jumped up on the wooden wall, his light body like a soaring eagle, and pounced towards the tribesmen surrounding him below!

"Okay... he seems a bit handsome! This is the man who may become the leader of a country in the future...!"

With a "plop", Gan fell into the pit.

The laughter of the "white knight" came from the distance again:

"I've been tricked! I've been tricked! There are only a few people in this world who can escape the Dast-style trap like me!"

For some reason, Wuwuyi wanted to punch the blond man on the bridge of his nose.

Soon enough, Gan twisted his hands downwards, intertwined the two daggers, and stuck tightly on the sharpened branches in the pit, stopping his body's fall. After that, he exerted force with his arms, flipped his body in the air, and rolled directly out of the trap!

Before the tribesmen could react, Gan's body had already rushed into the middle of them. The two daggers were like two reamers, and blood and flesh flew everywhere they passed!

In an instant, the battle was over.

"If the enemy is not alive, we will not be discovered." He waved to Wuwu Yi, "Successfully infiltrated, follow us quickly!"

"No...it seems...a little strange."

Wuwuyi wiped her eyes and scanned the ground carefully over and over again, but no matter how hard she searched, she could not find the yellow-haired man just now - her eyes were only attracted to him when Gan was fighting. For a moment, she even vaguely remembered that the man had been wounded by Gan's dagger. But the man just disappeared from the ground.

At the same time, there was a loud noise in the sky. Countless dazzling sparks bloomed in the sky, decorating the night sky into a spring flower field.

Gan's face finally showed a trace of doubt.

"Why does this thing... look so much like the King of Sweden's fireworks?"

(End of chapter)