Afterwards, Liu Mo returned to the camp, where the border troops and the team brought by Rongcheng were waiting for them.
"What does the person named Shi mean after dawn?" Bai Chengzong asked after learning about the negotiation process.
"Are we going to attack?" Li Jinliang folded his arms and fell into deep thought.
"General Li, why not take the initiative to attack." Bai Chengzong suggested, "Kill him to catch him off guard."
"His Majesty's order is to stick to it and resolve the matter through peace talks!" Li Jinliang told him. "I, Daxia, made a mistake first. What if I launch another unethical sneak attack?"
Liu Mo agreed with Li Jinliang's idea, but it was not due to moral considerations. It is unwise to abandon the protection of a solid city wall and choose to fight in the wild!
In order to prevent Zhou Dynasty's night attacks, Li Jinliang also issued an order to strengthen night patrols.
Night came quickly, and Liu Mo took a nap while sitting at the table thinking about countermeasures. When I woke up, I felt my legs were stiff and numb.
Suddenly a gust of wind blew open the tent door. He felt like he saw something move in, but when he turned around, only his own shadow was reflected on the tarp, changing and swaying.
"It's time to go to bed!" Liu Mo told himself.
As soon as he stood up, he discovered an incredible scene. His own shadow did not move with him, not only that, but also picked up a sword.
"Fuck!" Liu Mo cried out in shock, "Am I dreaming?"
A dark haze appeared in the camp, and the candlelight flickered with trembling light. Things got very scary and very wrong.
Liu Mo subconsciously touched his waist. The steel sword Oath was still fastened to his waist and had not been unsheathed. The shadow-like sword...
"What's going on!" At this time, he also found that his voice had become thin and confused.
The next second, the armor on his body was gently cut open like cotton cloth, and was cut open by a shadow sword that did not exist.
"Assassin... Assassin!" Liu Mo tried to speak, but was choked by an invisible force, unable to speak.
"Tang...Tang...Qingfeng!" He was panicking and anxious. His chest had been cut open and blood was flowing in front of the armor.
Less than a moment later, Liu Mo felt that his legs had slumped, relying entirely on the wall behind him for support.
"Help...help!" He finally called for help, but his voice was extremely weak.
"Go to hell, you bastard from Wanhua Palace!" A loud voice rang out, instantly igniting Liu Mo's fire of hope.
In an instant, Tang Qingfeng was seen holding a short sword and slashing at the terrifying shadow.
However, it was too late and then too soon, the shadow moved at a speed that Liu Mo couldn't believe. She emerged from the shadows and raised the sword in her hand to block Tang Qingfeng's dagger.
The steel collided violently, sparking blue and white sparks.
At this time, Liu Mo also saw clearly that the assassin was the female assassin beside Shi Gandang during the day!
In the blink of an eye, the female assassin jumped up and raised her sword to fight back at Tang Qingfeng.
The sound of fighting attracted the attention of the soldiers outside the tent, and soon Zhu Min broke in with two torch-wielding sergeants. However, Liu Mo felt as if half the night had passed.
Seeing Liu Mo's armor soaked red with blood, Zhu Min screamed in horror. "Brother Liu Xian, how are you?"
Liu Mo looked at his chest. It should be a skin injury. He waved his hand with difficulty, indicating that he would not die.
Zhu Min roared angrily, "Damn stinky woman, die!"
However, Zhu Min's skill was obviously no match for the assassin.
In an instant, the female assassin's sword cut off the ax handle, and the broken ax head spun in the air.
At this time, a soldier stabbed her in the back with a torch. The female assassin turned around, swung her sword, the torch flew with her arm, and the fireworks ignited the carpet. The crippled soldier screamed miserably.
Zhu Min threw down his ax and drew his sword. The second sergeant jumped forward, but the female assassin dodged and bounced away. The two swords clashed and collided rapidly in the air, making a sharp sound.
Then the two men joined the battle group, one against three, and the female assassin could only retreat, but she tried her best to stay even with them.
Liu Mo sat down leaning on the wall. He wanted to draw his sword and join the battle, but the wound on his chest stopped him.
The blood flowed out slowly, slowly.
"You can't run away!" Tang Qingfeng said sternly.
"Really?" The female assassin said calmly, "Traitor, the Lord will not let you go."
Tang Qingfeng stared at the woman who was fighting crazily with sharp eyes, recalling the past, he himself had encountered such a "traitor" a long time ago!
"You were tricked!" he told her. "The Lord you call is not a god! He is just an arrogant bastard who kills innocent people indiscriminately!"
"You're talking nonsense!" The female assassin bit her lips, "Traitors should be killed by a thousand swords!"
After saying that, she rushed towards the other Daxia soldier.
In just a moment, the Daxia soldier also fell down, and the weapon was loosened from his weak fingers.
There was a buzz of people outside the camp, and more Daxia soldiers came after hearing the news.
"Master Liu, can you spare her life?" Tang Qingfeng suddenly asked.
"Spare her?" Liu Mo was surprised. "This stinky woman almost killed me!"
Then I thought about it. If I were left alive, I could find out more secrets about the Zhou Dynasty's army, and at the same time, I could give Tang Qingfeng some face.
So he agreed, "Just don't let her kill my Daxia soldiers!"
"Easy!" Tang Qingfeng nodded in thanks, then clenched his dagger and fiercely attacked the female assassin.
At this time, more than ten Daxia soldiers rushed in, holding weapons and looking murderous.
"Everyone else, get out of the way and hand them over to my guards!" Liu Mo ordered.
Tang Qingfeng's body was light and the dagger was like a living thing in his hand.
Every thrust of the sword was accompanied by a narrow sword light, like a meteor streaking across the sky, bright and dazzling. The sword light seemed to contain endless energy, and with bursts of cold sword intent, it broke through her defense.
The duel between the two top warriors left the surrounding Daxia soldiers dumbfounded.
The Wanhua palace maid assassin kept retreating under his attack, dodging left and right, while he followed suit and kept attacking, beating her until she could not breathe.
High, low, and with an overhead strike, he launched a storm of attacks; left, left, right, turned around and slashed, sparks flying...
"Is this a sword show?" Liu Mo thought to himself, "It's more like a dance, the dance of death!"
Inadvertently, Tang Qingfeng's blow swept across her forehead, and blood flowed into her right eye.
He cornered her again and shouted: "Drop your weapons! Surrender!"
"Never!" the female assassin screamed.
She raised the sword again, and without thinking, she pulled out a swift flower of death.
The swords collided with each other, making a loud clang that shook the bones.
But Tang Qingfeng's martial arts skills were obviously much higher than hers. No matter how fast or urgent the female assassin's sword was, she just couldn't hit it.
"Surrender!" Tang Qingfeng shouted and rushed forward, his sword dancing wildly, and he instantly changed his offensive and defensive positions.
In the blink of an eye, the female assassin was forced to take a few steps back.
By accident, she stepped on blood. When she realized that she was slipping, Tang Qingfeng's dagger was already in front of her.
The tip of the sword pierced her trousers and was slightly lowered into her upper leg. A red flower suddenly bloomed. Blood flowed out, and the female assassin was dizzy with pain. Tang Qingfeng jumped forward and kicked her sword away.
"surrender!"
Seeing this, Liu Mo secretly thought, he was finally subdued!
