Chapter 1169: The Ending (18)
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Shadow Thirteen understood why Xiao Zhenting did this. In a battle, Xiao Zhenting was always the one at the front. If the a.s.sa.s.sination failed tonight and Xiao Zhenting couldn’t rush back in time, the morale of the army would definitely plummet. At this time, they really needed the Crown Prince to step forward and lead everyone to fight their way out.
“I understand,” Shadow Thirteen said.
Yan Huaijing gritted his teeth. “Shadow Thirteen!”
Shadow Thirteen said indifferently, “Your Highness, put on your armor and take your sword. If we really fight, my sword… might not only be aimed at the enemy.”
Yan Huaijing was furious. What kind of people had the Young Master Manor raised!!!
Xiao Zhenting brought Jun Chang’an and a few carefully chosen sacrificial soldiers to infiltrate Yu City overnight.
Shadow Six was more familiar with the terrain of Yu City, so he was also accompanying them.
“Little Six, have you seen the puppet master?” Xiao Zhenting asked Shadow Six on the way.
Shadow Six said, “I’ve never seen a specialized puppet master. I’ve only seen sorcerers, but puppet masters should also be a kind of sorcerer.”
Xiao Zhenting nodded and continued to ask, “Then what are the characteristics of masters like them?”
“Hmm… let me think.” Shadow Six paused and said, ” Their martial arts aren’t very good. In the Sorcerer Clan, there are many powerful sorcerers. In order to protect this group of sorcerers, the Sorcerer Clan refined the Martial Rakshasa. ”
Xiao Zhenting pondered for a while and said, “In that case, that puppet master also has experts protecting him.”
“I don’t care what level it is. In order to ambush them this time, we brought all the poison. If we don’t succeed, we’ll die for it!” Xiao Zhenting touched the poison that Old Cui had given him. These were all refined from poison Gu. If one drop was used, the Saint King would be finished. He had brought a few bottles and decided to poison those b.a.s.t.a.r.ds to death!
Shadow Six took a branch and drew a sketch on the ground. “The Sacred Clan’s Army has a total of eight encampments. Each encampment has about ten thousand people and is distributed in different camps. At the moment, we don’t know which camp the puppet master is in. We have to look for them one by one.”
“How long will that take?” Xiao Zhenting asked.
Shadow Six said, “If we’re fast, we can search two to three camps in a night.”
Xiao Zhenting exploded. “We can’t find it all in one night?”
Shadow Six said, “Yes, they’re very separated.”
No… What kind of f*cking strategy was this? Why did they split up like that?
Could it be that they were afraid of them ambushing them from all directions? Did they have so many troops?
Xiao Zhenting was getting more and more confused about what the Sacred Clan was thinking. Anyway, it was not important anymore. It was more important to quickly find the puppet master and kill him. Although the strength of the Sacred Clan’s army might not really be weakened because of this, at least it would not become stronger and stronger.
“This camp is the closest. Should we go here first?” Shadow Six pointed to a camp near the northern city gate.
“Okay, let’s go!”
Under Xiao Zhenting’s order, they rushed towards the camp. They first killed a few soldiers who were transporting rations and changed into their armor. However, when this armor landed on Xiao Zhenting, he was in a dilemma.
The armor that was suitable for everyone was simply impossible to put on in the hands of a towering man like Xiao Zhenting, okay?!
Shadow Six glanced at the trailer containing the rations and coughed lightly. “Grand Marshal Xiao, I think you’re more suitable to act as the rations.” Xiao Zhenting :
Xiao Zhenting curled up in the wide (narrow) trailer aggrievedly and was escorted into the camp by Shadow Six and the others.
The Sacred Clan’s hierarchy was very clear. This could be distinguished from the luxuriousness of the tent. As the core figure of the saint army, the puppet master’s residence was naturally not too bad. They went straight to the most luxurious tent.
In the tent sat a thin middle-aged man.
“Is he the puppet master?” Xiao Zhenting asked. Shadow Six had mentioned that puppet masters did not know martial arts. This person fits this characteristic!
Shadow Six sized him up carefully and nodded after a while. “I think so.”
The words “puppet master” were naturally not written on the puppet master’s face. However, Shadow Six had interacted with Zhou Jin and the others many times and was very familiar with the aura of a sorcerer. He also felt a similar aura from this man.
“Kill!
Xiao Zhenting rushed up without hesitation. His saber rose and fell, and the puppet master fell into a pool of blood.
Xiao Zhenting was a little stunned.
Was it that easy? What happened to the protection of experts? Could he have killed the wrong person? Could it be that this was not a puppet master but a
target?