Great Swordsman
Ch.82 - The Battle is Getting Closer (3)

Time passed, the chairman and the other members had already finished installing the equipment. On their bodies attached a light gray armor, it was a level 3 Mortal Artifact, capable of withstanding the sharpness of a level 3 Mortal Weapon.

What is the concept of a Level 3 Mortal Weapon? It was a weapon that could slice through thick armor easily, though, and even the body of a Ninth Stage Mortal cultivator who had reached an advanced realm in the specialty of body strengthening techniques would be helpless before this weapon.

It could be imagined how much help the armor would provide.

“Come back safely.” Bears Raging muttered as she looked at the departure of the chairman and others, her hands clenched tightly, her face a little frustrated at not being able to join the assault team, this hurt her warrior-hearted pride.

He had thought several times to quietly catch up with them, yet how could Xu Feng not realize what he was thinking? This huge monster could not even hide his emotions well, Xu Feng instantly guessed his intentions through his facial expression.

“Do not be impulsive, your presence will only be a burden.” Xu Feng patted the shoulder of the Raging Bear seriously, he was worried that this muscle brain would disappear from the camp in the next second.

Although it had only been a few days since they knew each other, Xu Feng had already acknowledged the character of the Raging Bear. This person sometimes has serious problems with his brain but he is a trustworthy person because of his straight personality.

The Raging Bear, whose intentions were known, only scratched his head awkwardly.

Xu Feng on the other hand just nodded slowly, as for whether his warning was heeded, Xu Feng did not care about it. He couldn't possibly babysit the Raging Bear at all times, giving him advice was more than enough, many important things that required his focus.

Xu Feng then went back to working on the traps around the camp, he needed to finish them as quickly as possible. Even if they were in a hidden place, not ruling out the possibility of the enemy accidentally finding them, one needed to remain vigilant in every situation.

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Under the blue horizon, dense troops that extended out like dragons were seen piercing through the Savage Mountains. The momentum carried by the army was enormous with the number reaching twenty thousand people. The beasts that were in the surroundings had long since run away in fear due to the dense aura that the troops emitted.

What is the concept of 20 thousand troops with complete equipment? Seeing it with your own eyes already makes the scalp numb. This number was already huge, especially considering that every warrior was a cultivator. In comparison, the extent of damage from this army was more frightening than the two hundred thousand mongol troops on Earth.

This power was already greatly exaggerated, considering that the mongols only needed a hundred thousand troops to fully conquer the mighty ancient Chinese mainland. Even Central Europe shuddered and was in turmoil just because of the invasion of about eighty thousand mongol troops.

It was already conceivable what kind of chaos this army would bring if it went berserk.

With so many people, their footsteps created a cloud of dust that soared high into the air and the surrounding ground trembled slightly.

In the front row, four luxurious horse carriages covered in red cloth took the lead, and further ahead scattered several scouting teams tasked with securing the lanes.

Each of the carriages carried one Eighth Stage cultivator, who was a Division Commander and commanded five thousand soldiers. Behind the four horse carriages was a much more luxurious carriage and was decorated with fabrics of various colors. Even the beast dragging the carriage was a famous Three Star Adult Demon Beast, the Demon Wolf.

It was said that Demon Wolves possessed extremely frightening strength, and even an Eighth Stage would die if it fought one-on-one with him. It was clear, the identity of the person inside the carriage was the supreme leader of the army, the Legion Commander!

Hearing the soldier's report, the curtain slightly opened and a lazy voice sounded from inside the car, “Oh good, tell the troops to hurry, we will set up camp there.”

The soldier nodded and immediately relayed the order. The relentless travel had drained them, even the horses pulling the supply chariot were exhausted. When the soldiers heard the order, they cheered and their faces recovered a bit of vitality, they immediately accelerated a step towards the lake.

Everyone wants to rest well.

To be honest, camping with your back to a lake or river in a state of war is the most stupid thing to do. In Sun Tzu's book The Art of War, it is emphasized very clearly.

The leader of this army was definitely not a fool, even the Legion Commander was the same, they must have understood that. It was just that in this situation, the chance of meeting a large army of enemies was practically absolute zero so the Legion Commander did not think too far.

Even if there was a possibility of an ambush, the scale would have been small. Such a team would not be able to shake such a large army.

The troops lined up neatly towards the lake, no one realized that a calamity was waiting for them there.

A little bit away from the lake, the chief and the others were hiding. From time to time the chief would glance in the direction of the arrival of the enemy troops anxiously. Not long after, a figure moved swiftly across the road and approached them.

“Chairman, the enemy is almost close to the lake.” The figure reported in a hurry.

“How long is the estimated time?” Chief asked.

“Calculating their marching speed, roughly about another hour.”

The chairman nodded calmly and took out a few glass bottles from the space ring and handed them to each member. He looked at everyone seriously and spoke, “This is a large-scale rare poison that can only last for 3 hours, I'm sure you guys already understand the usefulness of this thing.”

They straightened their bodies tensely at the chief's words, as elite assassins living in the shadows, poison was already a part of their lives. It could be said that they were experts at using poison. Even without the chairman explaining it, they already understood what he wanted to do.

When the chairman felt everyone had understood his point, he continued in haste, “Now, quickly execute, lest their scouting team find us first!”

They nodded in understanding and immediately disappeared quickly. It only took less than five minutes before they returned one by one. At this point, the chairman gazed into the distance and whispered softly, “Let's hope the enemy off guard and not notice it.

“This will be a warm opening greeting!”

The rest showed a dignified posture, if everything went smoothly, then the enemy would definitely suffer a crushing blow. All of them quietly inhaled a breath of cold air, hiding quietly and waiting carefully.

They were like cold-blooded hunters waiting for the tiger to let their guard down.