Chapter 1478: Chapter 1476: Mortal Heart Refinent (23)
The full moon tonight shines bright, casting its illuminating glow upon the boundless wilderness, while flickering scales of light dance on the distant waters.
Under the watchful eyes of many, Wang Chen, with a longbow in hand, stands atop the watchtower, akin to a frozen statue.
The entire camp is eerily quiet, with many instinctively holding their breath.
Screech—
Suddenly, a sharp night owl’s call emanates from the depths of the nearby forests, rousing everyone’s eardrums.
It’s happened again!
Everyone instinctively furrows their brows, a wave of strong revulsion rising within them.
The sa call had troubled them for nights on end, even plugging their ears failed to completely solve it.
Yet in that mont, Wang Chen on the watchtower moved.
He abruptly drew his bow, his left hand loading a cold-glinting arrow.
The next mont, this sharp arrow shot out, traversing hundreds of steps in a flash, piercing into the dark woods.
“Ah!”
The sudden, sharp cry of agony replaced the owl’s call, invigorating everyone in the camp.
No one expected Wang Chen to hit the target at such a distance.
“Did you see that?”
A veteran from the rchant caravan’s guards proudly said to a new recruit beside him, “This is what an invincible arrow looks like, that’s Mister Wang’s unerring arrow, unstoppable wherever it aims!”
He spoke with pride, “When the rogues attacked back then, I stood by Mister Wang’s side, watching him shoot down hundreds of elite bandits, that scene… tsk, tsk!”
As the veteran boasted about Wang Chen, Wang Chen had already continuously released more than ten arrows.
Each arrow pierced the forest, and the cries of agony rose and fell!
Those hiding within the dense forest were terrified out of their wits, thinking their spot was safe, never imagining Wang Chen seed to possess eyes that could see miles away.
Even scarier was his archery – distances of hundreds of steps seed non-existent, his arrows like teors with the force of a thousand pounds, killing with a single strike!
Other foes fled deeper into the woods, so hurriedly hiding behind large trees.
At this mont, Wang Chen laid down his longbow, soared into the air like a great roc, passed over the heads of the caravan, landing outside the camp.
The mont his feet touched the ground, he used the montum to leap again, plunging into the shadowy forest.
Martial World wisdom says, “Never enter a forest,” but this rule did not seem to apply to Wang Chen. The mont he entered the forest, he drew his longsword, advancing like an arrow from a bowstring.
A bandit had just peeked out from behind a trunk, when suddenly a flash of cold light streaked before him.
He froze, standing stiff, a bloody line splitting his brow, and crimson blood gushed out.
Landing on the ground, Wang Chen tread softly on the soft underlayer of decayed leaves, his sharp gaze piercing through the darkness.
Whizz! Whizz! Whizz!
A barrage of crossbow arrows shot from various directions.
Yet Wang Chen’s silhouette had vanished from his spot, as a chilling blade once more cleaved through the darkness.
Thud, thud, the sound of bodies hitting the ground was continuous.
“The task is tricky!”
A frustrated voice suddenly rang out, “Retreat.”
But no sooner had the words been spoken, Wang Chen ghosted in front of him, his longsword swung silently.
An instant later, a head went flying up into the sky!
The remaining bandits hidden within the forest broke down.
They had never faced such a terrifying opponent, feeling as if they were re chicks before a fierce tiger, consud by the fear of death, courage to fight failing them altogether.
They scread and cried, scattering in retreat!
Yet Wang Chen had only just begun his warm-up.
Back at the caravan’s camp, everyone was tensely watching the forest in the distance.
In truth, they could see nothing. Everything inside was cloaked by darkness and trees.
Yet the succession of agonized screams, wails, and pleas for rcy painted a grim picture in their minds, every heart as if clutched by an invisible hand.
Breathing beca difficult!
Until the cries gradually faded, and after half an incense’s ti, a familiar figure erged in their sight.
Only then did everyone breathe a sigh of relief.
Wang Chen had returned.
He walked out of the forest unhurriedly, as if he had just returned from a leisurely outing, his longsword sheathed at his side, his body spotlessly clean.
Yet to the few with heightened perception, at this mont, Wang Chen was shrouded with a dense Blood Fiend Energy, as if returned from hell!
They lowered their heads in awed reverence.
“It’s alright now.”
Back at the camp, Wang Chen calmly stated, “Rest early and get a good night’s sleep.”
The caravan mbers instinctively swallowed hard, then swiftly returned to their positions.
The camp remained in silence throughout the night.
Despite the absence of bandit disturbances, many lay sleepless, only finding slumber near dawn.
This caused the caravan’s departure the next day to be delayed.
On the subsequent journey, Wang Chen’s prestige within the caravan reached its peak, his every command executed to the letter, none daring to dissent.
anwhile, the bandits that had disturbed the caravan earlier seed terrified, not daring to reappear even when the caravan reached the walls of Sanhe County.
Sanhe County was the caravan’s first stop, and if enough grain could be bought here, they could then head ho directly.
But that was the ideal situation, one which was unlikely to occur.
Wang Chen had the caravan set camp outside the city to avoid the hundreds of guards causing alarm within, taking a few guards and accounts staff into the city to seek grain rchants.
Upon inquiry, they discovered Sanhe County’s grain prices had risen slightly but were much cheaper than in Qing’an.
However, no rice shop could supply the quantity needed by the Qing’an caravan.
Even at premium prices, it was impossible.
Helpless, Wang Chen purchased as much as he could, visiting three rice shops and buying large stocks of surplus grain.
After paying with silver taels, the grain was sent outside the city and loaded onto the caravan’s wagons.
The caravan then set off for its second destination—Shangze County.
Following this pattern, the caravan traveled through Yunze Prefecture for over half a month, gathering enough grain, before finally starting its journey back to Qing’an County.
Yet before leaving Yunze Prefecture entirely, the caravan picked up a tail.
This ti was different from the last; the enemy made no attempt to conceal their intentions. They gathered in howling masses, their numbers swelling from the hundreds to over a thousand and still increasing.
It seed the bandits of Yunze Prefecture had gathered to devour the Qing’an caravan!
In this situation, Wang Chen decisively ordered a camp in a defensible position.
Setting up a defensive formation!
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