C24 Elite Weapon Display
"Hehe, how was it?"
Zuo Feng looked at the proud Zuo Hou and then looked at the group of youths in front of him. Ye Zichen sighed in his heart. These teenagers were younger than Zuo Feng, and judging from their aura, they were only at the third stage of body strengthening. This lineup was not weak, but too weak.
Seeing through Zuo Feng's thoughts, Zuo Hou said with some dissatisfaction: "Don't look at their young age, their cultivation isn't high."
After saying this, he looked somewhat embarrassedly at the dozen youths. After hurriedly bowing to show that he did not have any ill intentions, he continued.
"Actually, their cultivation is already pretty good at this age. The most important thing is that they don't belong to the small group, so you don't need to bother with Teng Fang's orders. "One more thing. They are definitely trustworthy people. There will definitely not be spies like Zuo Peng."
Hearing Zuo Hou's words, the youths all relaxed a little. When Zuo Feng heard him say that, he also nodded subconsciously. Under the current circumstances, it was not easy to find helpers, and what Zuo Hou said was right. There was no doubt about their identities. That was the most important point that deserved his attention.
He heavily patted Zuo Hou's shoulder and expressed his gratitude with his eyes. After that, he turned around and spoke to the group of youths.
"I think everyone is clear about the current situation of the village. The hunting squadron and the young squadron have their own responsibilities, and although you are still young, I believe that your team's feelings for the village are the same as mine. I hope everyone will work together to help the village overcome its difficulties."
Zuo Feng's words were sonorous and forceful, and the group of youths felt their blood boil as they listened to him. When Zuo Feng finished speaking, the group of youths all agreed in unison. In fact, they admired the legendary figure of the village from the bottom of their hearts.
Zuo Feng looked at the group of youths with a gratified expression. Perhaps in a dozen years, they would be the ones to rebuild their home and take back everything that belonged to them.
After putting away his smile, Zuo Feng became serious as he said seriously, "I will now say something extremely important. I hope that everyone will listen carefully. In order to safely arrive at Yan City, I have prepared some necessary measures. Everyone, look at the things behind you …"
Zuo Feng pointed behind them as he spoke, then he explained the method and usage of those things in detail. Finally, he took out three paper packets and carefully placed them in Zuo Hou's hands.
Finally, Zuo Feng whispered a few more words into Zuo Hou's ear before hurriedly leaving the village. He had more important things to do.
More than two hours later, Zuo Feng came out of the woods, gasping for breath. He looked around and pressed a finger to his lips, letting out a bird-like cry. Not long after, a group of young men dressed in black revealed themselves from the thick grass.
"You … I thought you weren't coming back, but the team from the village has been gone for quite some time."
The black robed Zuo Hou extended his shriveled fist and pounded Zuo Feng's shoulder as he spoke with some dissatisfaction.
"I saw it on the way back. It doesn't matter, they are moving extremely slowly. We will arrive at their front very soon."
"To the front? "So there really is …"
Zuo Feng waved his hand, signaling him not to continue. He asked anxiously, "Have you prepared all the items?"
Zuo Hou patted the huge bag on his shoulder and pointed to the several youths' bags on their shoulders. He confidently said, "How can we not complete the task you've instructed us to do? However, we managed to finish it before the group sets off."
Shen Die walked over from the side, seeing the fatigue on Zuo Feng's face, she asked with concern, "Looking at you, you look very tired. How is it in front?"
Zuo Feng felt a sense of warmth in his heart, and then he shook his head and said, "I'm fine. Let's talk while we walk, or we might really delay something big."
Zuo Feng led a group of youths as they made their way through the mountains. They finally arrived at the front of the migrating group and arrived at a valley. After confirming that this was the place where he had been before, Zuo Feng gathered everyone together and began to make arrangements.
He used a wooden stick to draw a simple map of the nearby terrain. Then, he explained how to use the items that he had instructed them to make. Due to the lack of time, Zuo Feng only explained it once before everyone started to move.
The sound of rolling wheels broke the silence of the night.
On a small road in the mountain, a rather large group of people were taking advantage of the night to hurry on their way.
Around the group were sixty to seventy fully armed warriors, who were constantly vigilantly observing the surroundings. From time to time, the howls of wild beasts could be heard from the distant mountains. A tense and depressing atmosphere enveloped the entire troop.
However, they didn't notice that at this time, every movement of the team was clearly seen by the hundred warriors who were lying in ambush in the distance. Bewildered, they stepped into the death trap that the enemy had prepared meticulously for them.
The mountain was dangerous, but it wasn't a wide path. The trail followed the mountain to the northwest. The group of more than a hundred warriors who were lying in ambush was the group of bandits from the Golden Cliff Mountain. At this moment, they were occupying a gentle slope.
Zuo Feng was still as calm as still water until now, but as the caravan slowly entered the area, their emotions couldn't help but fluctuate. His parents and sister were in the following group. If his plan failed, he wasn't sure if he could withstand this heavy blow.
A soft hand gently pressed on his shoulder. When he turned around, he saw a pair of gentle eyes looking at him. Although there were no words, it was better than any consolation.
A gentle look was emitted from Shen Die's beautiful eyes, making Zuo Feng extremely calm. This was a feeling that only family could bring her.
His mind suddenly became clear, and he gave Shen Die a confident smile, once again focusing his attention on the convoy.
"How did you know those people were ambushing us?"
Seeing Shen Die's puzzled face, Zuo Feng explained with a bitter smile: "I only guessed that they might have ambushed us on our way to Yan City and came over to investigate, but my preparation was really useful."
Although Zuo Feng said it easily, at such a long distance, he had no choice but to activate the "False Opposition Wind Walk" again. That was why he was able to contact his group and make the appropriate arrangements in advance.
The caravan moved slowly, and only after about fifteen minutes did they all gradually enter the cove. Zuo Feng made a gesture, and when the other teenagers saw him, they all took out their bamboo tubes. This bamboo tube looked almost the same as the original "firecracker", but it had just been made according to Zuo Feng's design.
After the "firecracker" was modified, the end of the barrel was added with the spark wool for the ignition. The top of the barrel was also wrapped with oil paper. The gunpowder inside the bamboo can be ignited by pulling the string on the bamboo tube. This way, it would be convenient and at the same time, it would not lose its effect due to the damp. However, he was in a rush, so he had only managed to make a few more than 20 of them.
Following the movement of the caravan, the front part of the caravan had already begun to walk out of the cove. The bandits still did not make a move, and everyone was puzzled as to why the enemy missed the best opportunity to attack.
"Why haven't the enemies made their move yet? The team is already out of their range." Shen Die's voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz.
The corner of Zuo Feng's mouth slightly raised as he said with a smile, "I've already taken care of their hidden sentries."
"Sentinel?" Shen Die was extremely confused by Zuo Feng's words.
"That's right. When I came here to investigate, I discovered that there was one of their spies at the entrance of the cove. I took care of him on my way there."
When he thought about how he killed the sentry, Zuo Feng also understood the power of his black dagger. The other party was three levels stronger than him, yet he was killed without him even noticing.
Zuo Feng's eyes were extremely sharp. He saw that the enemies in the distance had already started moving, and he could vaguely see some warriors quickly climbing up a big tree. The corner of Zuo Feng's eyes slightly twitched, 'They probably can't wait any more.'
"Everyone, get ready."
As Zuo Feng's voice fell, all of the youths quickly tied the string around their wrists.
"Bastard, their team is going over."
"What?" "Do it, do it."
In a split-second, countless black shadows emerged from the distant slope and jumped out from their hiding spots. He shouted and rushed down the hill towards the migrating troops.
The migrating troops also noticed the enemy at the same time. The warriors who were responsible for guarding the surroundings quickly gathered on the side of the bandits. Even though he was in a state of panic, he didn't feel crowded. Teng Xiao Yun's usual practice had come in handy at this moment.
From this angle, Zuo Feng could clearly see that the youths of the hunting squadron were all lined up in formation, ready to engage in battle. One of them drew his bow, ready to fire at the same time when the enemy entered their range. The young regiment seemed to be in a panic because of Teng Fang's command, but they still formed a second line of defense behind the hunting squadron.
The distance between the two sides rapidly shortened as the bandits moved. At this moment, Zuo Feng's attention was completely focused on the middle part of the hill. His heart was as calm as still water. Calmly calculating the distance between the two parties, he had to take action the moment the other party entered their firing range.
Suddenly, Zuo Feng raised his right hand and shouted.
"Do it."
The bandit crazily shouted out those words, which were almost quickly annihilated by the bandit's words, but the youths around him could hear them clearly. In the next moment, over ten small fireballs were shot out from behind Zuo Feng, aiming at the group of bandits that were madly rushing down the hill.
Almost at the same time, a dozen or so fireballs were fired at the opposite party from several hundred feet away. On the other side was the other half led by Zuo Hou. They had also tensed up, and when they saw the fire flickering, they immediately followed suit and fired their "Specialty Cannons".
"Swish, swish, swish."
An ear-piercing sound rang out incessantly. It was truly a spectacular sight to behold as lines of fire streaked across the pitch-black night sky. The small fireballs drew beautiful parabolas in the air, falling towards the crazily charging bandits.
"Boom …" "Boom, boom, boom."
After the fireball landed on the ground, it rolled a little and immediately exploded. At this moment, the entire col was filled with fire, and the ground trembled violently from the explosion.