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Chapter 137: Infinite and Infinite, the Light of Dawn

Geng Xuan led the cavalry and continued to march quickly in the middle of the night, heading towards Dongwuji.

The Lifang convoy was left far behind. The speed of the Xuanyou horse increased to a maximum speed of 60 to 70 kilometers per hour again, carrying Geng Xuan and his party like a sharp blade, constantly splitting the cold and murderous night.

Go deeper and deeper.

The cold night wind blew in his face, and the burning sensation that had spread from his eyebrows to his entire head due to the high-load refining in a short period of time finally disappeared completely.

Only then did Geng Xuan have time to pay attention to the harvest information that seemed to be flooding the screen.

Through this information, Geng Xuan realized that in the short period of less than a quarter of an hour, a total of 143 people died under the rain of arrows that he had "sprinkled".

Among the 143 people who died, two of them contributed more than 40 points of good luck to Geng Xuan.

There are nearly twenty other people whose contributions to good fortune have exceeded thirty.

For the vast majority of others, their contribution to good fortune is in the range of above fifteen and below thirty.

Among them, there are also several people whose contributions to good fortune exceeded ten points, but were less than fifteen points.

If the scenario were different, Geng Xuan would most likely choose to spare their lives, or even consider absorbing them into the Giant Bear Gang as a new source of white luck.

But he was in a hurry and had no time to waste, so he could only blame them for being in the wrong place at the wrong time.

All in all, the average contribution of these 143 people was nearly 24 points of good fortune.

In just less than a quarter of an hour, Geng Xuan gained a total of 3,427 points of good luck.

It directly broke all records of previous operations and exceeded the total income of Baiyuanji and his group.

The good fortune broke records, and the profits from the bad fortune also broke records of all previous operations.

Although on average, the amount of bad luck contributed by each deceased person is not much, the least is only one or two points, or even none, and the most is no more than four points.

But the number of deaths was so large that, in the end, his bad luck increased by 286 points just this time.

This was far more than any previous black luck gains, and it gave Geng Xuan a lot to think about.

"The person with the most bad luck is still the woman named Xu Nianwei."

"Before today, the most bad luck in a single incident was the handling of the seven foreign military spies in Wanfufang."

"The former gave me thirty points of bad luck, and the latter gave me fifty points of bad luck."

"It seems that the Anle Group, which seems to be the most active, has contributed only 25 points of bad luck, including Wu Youren and the Lu family.

The bad luck gained is even less than that gained by completely eradicating a stronghold of Dingxing Hall in Wuyou Palace."

"In terms of strength and influence, the 143 people who died this time are not even as thick as a finger of An Le Ji.

But the bad luck they all contributed to by dying exceeded the sum of all the bad luck gained from all previous events."

Such a strange phenomenon, how could it not make Geng Xuan think deeply.

After much thought, Geng Xuan finally found a bright spot.

The biggest difference between the 143 people who died this time and the targeted actions he listed earlier was that—

Whether it was an attack on the Dingxingtang stronghold of Wuyou Palace, or against spies from other states, the Anleji convoy, or the Lu family guards, the targets of large-scale killings all belonged to one organization.

The amount of bad luck he gained in these operations depended not only on the number and scale of his kills, but also on the strength of the organization itself, which determined the "energy ceiling" it could output.

When it exceeds a certain limit, even if you continue to kill the organization's members, there will be no more black luck, and the benefits of black luck will directly drop to zero.

The one hundred and forty-three people killed tonight were the "scavengers" from "East Five Set".

They do not belong to a unified organization, but are just a mob that conspires temporarily.

Some act alone, some act in groups of three or five. Even if there is a so-called "organization", it is a small group of no more than a dozen people at most that cannot be made public.

Thinking of this, two words emerged in Geng Xuan's mind.

One is called "limited liability" and the other is called "unlimited liability".

To be more specific, if his killing was directed at a specific organization, then the backlash he would suffer would be "limited".

And if his killing is directed at unorganized individuals, then the backlash he will suffer will be "infinite".

Of course, "finite" and "infinite" are relative concepts, and "infinite" does not really mean endless.

A very simple example can illustrate this difference.

It was also a battle of killing, a clash between nations, with soldiers from both sides fighting till the sky was dark and the earth was covered in blood.

But once the war is over, even if someone kills hundreds of people, he does not need to worry about being retaliated by the families of the deceased. Not only does he not need to worry about backlash, but he will also be honored in his country and enjoy his old age.

But what if it’s person to person?
Let alone killing hundreds of people, even if only one or two were killed, without considering the intervention of the "government", the "network of contacts" of the deceased alone would be enough to fight the murderer to the death.

After understanding this, it is easy to understand why killing these 143 rabble would bring so much more bad luck than slaughtering the Anleji convoy and the Lu family guards.

The other side of the fact that his killing of a certain organization only resulted in "limited backlash" was that the organization took on the remaining backlash for him.

It’s not that the organization is willing to take the blame for him, but it simply cannot throw it away, and it must take the blame.

Let’s take the example of the confrontation between two countries. Before the “destruction of the country”, it is the country that suffers the most from the “bad luck backlash” of the death of its own soldiers. It must exhaust all means to resolve, eliminate and endure it.

If it can't be resolved, eliminated, or endured, then let it collapse.

"So, even though I was the one who committed the murder, they themselves were the ones who suffered the greatest backlash from bad luck."

After Geng Xuan figured this out, he felt a sudden sense of enlightenment.

This time's lucky gains, combined with the remaining 1,500 points of lucky gains, brought the total to nearly 5,000, which made Geng Xuan even more excited.

"It's not far from ten thousand."

【Lucky: 4932
Black Luck: 448】

……

At this moment, Geng Xuan gazed into the distance.

In the distance, the towering remnants of Chiwu Mountain and a stretch of wilderness and hills appeared in the distance.

"We're almost there!"

Geng Xuan shouted softly, and the speed of the Xuanyou horse under his crotch increased again, making the final sprint.

The group of horsemen following behind him also accelerated.

Soon, the distant view was right before our eyes.

"Control——"

As Geng Xuan reined in his horse, the galloping cavalry also stopped.

Geng Xuan sat on the horse and looked far to the left and right.

On the left is the remnant of Chiwu Mountain.

The remaining ranges of Chiwu Mountain elsewhere are all gentle slopes that gradually lower and merge into the wilderness.

The remaining range of the Chiwu Mountain here, perhaps because there is a continuous barren hills in the wilderness on the right, the mountain retreats very suddenly, making the slope at the end of the remaining range very steep.

Geng Xuan estimated that within his field of vision, the gentlest slope was over seventy degrees.

The steepest and most sudden part is even more than ninety degrees.

What kind of landform is that?

That is, the foot of the mountain is closer to the inside, and the higher you go, the more it protrudes outwards.

In comparison, the barren hill on the right is also relatively steep where it meets the remnant of Chiwu Mountain, but the slope is basically between 60 and 70 degrees.

But there is also a problem, that is, there are many gullies eroded by water.

Just from his current position, he could see no less than ten undulating ravines and ridges.

Such terrain, whether it is the remnant of Chiwu Mountain on the left or the uneven and undulating hills on the right, is difficult to pass on a large scale.

If there is a convoy, the only way to pass through is the extremely narrow passage between the remnants of Chiwu Mountain and the barren hills.

“It’s worthy of being called One Line Gorge.”

After sitting on Xuanyou's horse and observing carefully for a while, Geng Xuan discovered that the terrain here was even more rugged than he had expected.

He immediately dismounted, carried the copper-framed, iron-backed bow on his back, and took out two quivers, also carrying them diagonally on his back.

Finally, he took out some light hidden weapons and put them in his arms, then said to Hong Quan:

"You guys take the horses to the side and feed them some Xuanyou Pills and horse feed. I'll go check out the situation."

Hong Quan and the others had also dismounted. Seeing his appearance, they were surprised and said:
"Boss, you don't ride a horse?"

Geng Xuan shook his head and said, "In a place like this, the Xuanyou Horse is not as fast as me."

"If you go alone like this, what will you do if you encounter Wu Youxin's Xuanyou Iron Cavalry?" Hong Quan asked again.

"Haha, that's bad luck for them... Well, if they really come at this time, then they are lucky."

After saying that, Geng Xuan didn't stop any longer, turned around and rushed towards Yixianxia.

Da Huang and Ba Xiao excitedly followed Geng Xuan closely and soon disappeared into the night.

Listening to the gang leader's contradictory words, Hong Quan seemed to understand something.

However, he now understands it.

Even though he is now the "second best" of the Giant Bear Gang, in fact, the gang leader never relied on their strength when he brought them out.

He just needs a group of people who will try not to hold him back and who can take on other things for him besides fighting.

Therefore, he did not bother about the gang leader going deep into the First Line Gorge alone, and immediately led the horse team to a relatively secluded place nearby.

……

Yixianxia is not a straight line, but like a line thrown on the ground at random, with twists and turns.

The widest areas are forty to fifty meters, and there are even some areas with open areas that are more than a hundred meters wide.

Here, you can see many campfires and traces of camping.

It can be imagined that on this important road connecting "Dongwuji" and "Nansiji", many vehicles and caravans took advantage of the special terrain of Yixianxia to set up camp for the night.

In some narrow places, the width is less than 20 meters.

In some of the most extreme places, the width is less than ten meters.

In these places, Geng Xuan could even see many traces of knife and axe carving.

Obviously, there was probably not even ten meters here at first, or even no road at all.

It was completely excavated by human hands.

The formation of this gorge is the result of both the innate creation of mountains, rivers and the earth, and the acquired efforts of humans in splitting mountains and chiseling rocks.

Geng Xuan was rushing through the gorge, his figure erratic.

It was still in the valley one moment, but in the next moment it might be running on the slope of the barren hill with scattered ditches and ridges on the right.

The next moment, they had already crossed the remaining range of Chiwu Mountain on the left, bypassed the winding routes, and entered the next canyon directly.

Every time it takes off and lands, it flies dozens of meters into the air.

More importantly, any steep cliff terrain cannot pose any restrictions to him.

The route of Yixianxia is winding and tortuous.

But Geng Xuan's trajectory was almost a straight line.

If Hong Quan and others saw this scene, they would know that what Geng Xuan said was true.

In an area with such complex terrain and topography, the Xuanyou Horse would only be a hindrance rather than a help.

The more complex the terrain, the more obvious its advantages will be.

It didn't take too long for Geng Xuan to pass through Yixian Gorge, which had an actual distance of more than 20 miles and a straight-line distance of only a dozen miles.

Standing on the high cliff, Geng Xuan looked towards the direction of "Dongwuji" for a while. Seeing that there was no obvious abnormality, he withdrew his gaze and focused on the area under his feet.

He was now standing at the end of Yixianxia near the direction of "Dongwuji", on a high cliff of the remaining range of Chiwu Mountain.

Because the slope of the cliff is more than ninety degrees, the cliff protrudes outward as you go up. Although the protruding arc is not large, it is enough to completely cover the gorge less than ten meters wide at the foot of the mountain below.

Geng Xuan stared at the cliff carefully. The superb skills of identifying soil that were bestowed upon him by the Perfect Realm Technique, as well as the additional blessing of the corresponding ability from the Eye of True Vision, were maximized by Geng Xuan at this moment.

After pacing back and forth on the high cliff of the remaining range of Chiwu Mountain, Geng Xuan still felt it was not enough, so he suddenly jumped off the cliff, his body drew a standard parabola in the air, and landed on the barren hill ridge on the opposite side, dozens of meters away.

Geng Xuan turned and looked at the high cliff protruding from the foot of the mountain opposite, gaining a more comprehensive understanding of the texture and structure of the cliff from another perspective.

A cup of tea later, Geng Xuan jumped back to the high cliff opposite and came to a position more than 20 meters away from the end of the gorge.

He squatted down and put his hand on the surface of a rock with obvious texture changes.

Soon, Geng Xuan withdrew his palm, moved forward about half a meter, and put his hand on the rock surface again.

After a moment, Geng Xuan raised his hand again, moved forward a short distance, and pressed his hand on the surface of a rock again.

From the perspective of an observer, Geng Xuan seemed to be doing something meaningless at this moment.

But only Geng Xuan himself knew that every time he stretched out his hand to touch the surface of the rock, the "Wanjun Jin" was transformed through the power of the Yinfeng Huagu Palm.

Like a cold wind entering a gap or a night rain invading.

Through the contact of the palm, it silently seeps into a surrounding rock area, making imperceptible but fundamental changes to its internal texture.

The key point is that there is nothing unusual on the surface.

At the beginning, Geng Xuan's speed was relatively fast.

Each time you put your hands down and then raise them again, it only takes a few breaths.

But when he pressed forward for more than thirty meters, his speed became slower and slower, and the time interval between pressing his hand and then lifting it became longer and longer.

Every move he made was more cautious, and even his breathing became softer, as if he was afraid of disturbing something.

When Geng Xuan lifted his hand from the rock face for the last time, he was already more than fifty meters away from the area where he had pressed down for the first time.

If you connect the areas where he pressed his hands one by one, you can find that it is a slanted line that divides the high cliff into two parts.

The part "outside the line" is almost the part of the cliff that protrudes most beyond the foot of the mountain.

After doing all this, Geng Xuan did not stop for a moment and immediately rushed in the direction he came from.

About half an hour later, Geng Xuan returned to the high cliff again.

However, this time, he did not come alone.

In his hand, he was holding a figure like a chicken.

He was holding a living person in his hands, but it didn't seem to have any substantial impact on his actions.

When he flew through dozens of meters of void, he landed on the cliff again.

Geng Xuan put down the living person he was holding.

This person was none other than Xie Hang, whose cultivation had just broken through the Bone Refining Stage.

Xie Hang was completely dazed when he landed on his feet again. He looked around and asked in confusion:
"Boss, where is this? Why did you bring me here?"

His mind is now full of questions.

Just now, he was staying with Hong Quan, Cheng Hui and others, waiting for the gang leader to come back while taking care of the Xuanyou horse.

Then, the gang leader suddenly appeared.

But he didn't speak to anyone. When everyone was alert, he just said "It's me" to identify himself, then picked up Xie Hang and left.

Whether it was Hong Quan and other onlookers, or Xie Hang himself, they were all confused.

On the way, Xie Hang, who was carried by the gang leader and jumped and rushed between the ridges, did ask questions, but this did not give him any more gains except filling his stomach with the cold night air.

He wisely shut his mouth.

At this moment, seeing that the gang leader finally stopped and put himself on the ground, Xie Hang guessed that they had finally reached their destination, and he started asking again.

As he asked, he took a step forward, subconsciously trying to keep some distance from the gang leader.

But before he could even put his foot down, the gang leader grabbed the back of his neck again, and his feet left the ground, and he was lifted into the air again.

"Ah!" Xie Hang exclaimed.

The gang leader's stern voice had already penetrated his ears: "Don't walk around or move around!"

After a while, seeing that Xie Hang had calmed down, Geng Xuan asked, "Did you remember it?"

"I remember, I remember." Xie Hang nodded quickly.

Geng Xuan finally let go again and put Xie Hang down.

"Just stand here and don't move!"

Xie Hang nodded.

"From now on, you stay here and don't go anywhere. When I call you, you will hit this place hard."

As he spoke, Geng Xuan drew a circle on an ordinary-looking rock next to Xie Hang.

After saying that, Geng Xuan looked at Xie Hang and asked, "Is it simple?"

Xie Hang nodded: "Simple." "Do you understand?"

"I understand."

"Well, repeat my arrangements for you." Geng Xuan stared at Xie Hang.

Although this matter itself is actually very simple, it is impossible for anyone with normal intelligence to misunderstand it.

But Xie Hang already had a premonition that this was not simple at all.

Before he opened his mouth, he even swallowed a few times nervously.

"From now on, I will stay here until you call me, and then I will hit the rock where you drew the circle."

As soon as he finished retelling, Xie Hang asked, "Boss, how many times do I need to hit him? To what extent? Or do I have to keep hitting him?"

Geng Xuan was stunned for a moment, then said, "Just smash it completely... Other than that, don't do anything else. Do you understand?"

"clear."

Geng Xuan nodded, patted his shoulder, and said:

“Work hard, if you complete this mission well, I will allow your sister to join the Giant Bear Gang as well.

You can get an extra monthly allowance, and you don't have to use your own resources to support her."

After saying that, Geng Xuan did not stay here for long, and rushed towards the other end of the gorge where Hong Quan and others were.

Geng Xuan left, but his promise was like a piece of ice that had been frozen for ten thousand years in Xie Hang's heart, and it would not dissipate for a long time.

Yes, Geng Xuan’s empty promises did not make Xie Hang feel warm, but instead made him feel cold to the bone.

To him, these words seemed to be saying, "Do it well and don't make any mistakes. If there is any problem, be careful that I will use your sister as a scapegoat."

If Geng Xuan knew what was going on in his mind, he would definitely cry out in injustice.

But there was no way. After seeing how cold-blooded he was in killing people, as easy as mowing grass, it would be too stupid for Xie Hang not to think more after hearing this.

But as for the result, it is good.

Not to mention walking around and moving around out of disbelief, Xie Hang now even dared not breathe too loudly, for fear that if he failed to do something well, it would bring disaster to his family.

……

After returning to the other side of the gorge, Geng Xuan first ordered Hong Quan to count all the quivers and prepare them for use at any time.

Then he looked back and forth at the gorge at this end for about a cup of tea.

Finally, Geng Xuan jumped onto the left side, which was a slope belonging to the remnant of Chiwu Mountain with a slope of more than 80 degrees.

He came to the top of the slope and inserted his hands into the jagged, weathered, and cracked rocks below.

The silky force seeped into the depths of the slope through the ten fingers of both hands.

He pulled out his right hand, slid his body down the slope, and inserted his right hand into a crevice in the rock further down.

Geng Xuan's body continued to slide down, and his left hand had been pulled out of the crevice and inserted into another breakpoint further down.

In this way, his body continued to slide down the slope of more than 80 degrees, and his hands were alternately inserted into the rock surface.

During this process, strands of powerful force spread from the top of the slope downwards, to the left and right.

Before long, Geng Xuan arrived at the foot of the mountain.

He looked around, found a rock hard enough, and took it in his right hand.

Then, he inserted his left hand into the bottom of the slope, and strands of strength penetrated, diffused, and spread deep into the ground through his five open fingers.

It was not until nearly a cup of tea had passed, when Geng Xuan felt exhausted from the continuous actions and outputs, that he suddenly pulled out his left hand like lightning, and immediately stuffed the hard rock in his right hand into the position just occupied by his left hand.

Finally, he pushed it inwards to make sure it was completely stable before letting go and stepping back. Finally, he took a last look at the slope which was no different from before and nodded with satisfaction.

He clapped his hands and swallowed five blood-replenishing pills like candy beans, then drank most of the water in the water bag, waiting for the powerful medicinal power of the blood-replenishing pills to spread from his abdomen to his limbs and bones.

Geng Xuan then took a piece of dry food and ate it while coming to Hong Quan's side.

Hong Quan immediately reported: "Boss, including the ones you brought with you, there are a total of thirty-nine bags of iron-headed feather arrows, more than 1,400 in total."

Geng Xuan was surprised and asked, "So many?"

Hong Quan explained:
"We originally had four bags in stock, plus the ones we got from Wanfufang and the fleet not long ago.

In addition, when you were clearing out those who were fleeing, we also urgently recovered a large portion of them, which is why there are such a large number."

Geng Xuan understood and nodded.

"There are also five bags of heavy iron-feathered arrows, a total of one hundred and eighty."

Geng Xuan nodded.

It’s a long story, but from the time Geng Xuan led Hong Quan and others to Yixianxia until now, it has only been just over an hour or two.

Geng Xuan looked up at the sky. It was already around four or five in the morning.

At this moment, Geng Xuan was preparing to complete the final arrangements.

At this moment, a series of barking dogs suddenly came from the canyon in the direction of "Dongwuji" and were approaching rapidly.

Geng Xuan's mind moved, and he said to Hong Quan:
"Take everyone out of Yixianxia immediately and stay hidden. I'll go check out the situation."

As he spoke, Geng Xuan leaped onto the barren hill on the right and quickly flew towards the direction of "Dongwuji".

After passing several mountain ridges, Geng Xuan saw Da Huang and Ba Xiao running wildly in the Yixian Gorge and rushing towards this side.

With the Qi of both sides connected, they ran directly into a barren hilly ravine, ran quickly with their limbs, and soon came to Geng Xuan and joined him.

They opened their mouths and gasped for air, their tongues hanging out, and they were all obviously very tired.

Geng Xuan rubbed Da Huang and Ba Xiao's heads and said:
"Okay, there's nothing for you to do next. Go meet up with Hong Quan and the others and have a good rest."

After giving a brief explanation, Geng Xuan continued to rush towards the direction of "Dongwuji".

While he was massaging Dahuang and Baxiao's heads, Geng Xuan had a rough idea of the results of their exploration.

The long-awaited Xuanyou Iron Cavalry is coming.

……

While he was "adapting to local conditions" and making some quick arrangements in this gorge, Da Huang led the eight children through the gorge without stopping and rushed towards the direction of "Dongwuji".

It was obvious that Geng Xuan used them as scouts.

In this regard, Da Huang and Ba Xiao, who are almost in tune with Geng Xuan, have more advantages than even humans.

Geng Xuan was not worried that they would accidentally fall into the hands of the enemy. Animals are extremely sensitive to danger, far surpassing humans.

What's more, Dahuang and Baxiao were both specially strengthened by his red luck.

Compared to humans, they are the masters of this wilderness.

With the cover of night, Geng Xuan was not worried about their safety at all.

……

Soon, Geng Xuan arrived at the barren hill at the other end of the canyon.

When the distant scene came into view, Geng Xuan subconsciously bent his body lower and blended into the surrounding earth.

Just in the wilderness about five miles east of Yixianxia, a Xuanyou cavalry was maintaining a normal cavalry marching speed, approaching the Yixianxia direction at a moderate pace.

With his sharp eyesight, Geng Xuan was able to see most of what was happening, even though he was miles away and under the cover of night.

He also understood why the Xuanyou Iron Cavalry, which was obviously known for its speed, was delayed by two or three hours from the Lifang convoy.

Because the speed of this team is about the same as the normal speed of the Lifang caravan.

The Xuanyou Iron Cavalry marching at the front of the team, only a small number of Xuanyou horses at the front and on both sides of the team were equipped with full sets of iron armor, and the riders on them also wore full sets of armor.

The rest of the Xuanyou horses in the center and at the back of the team, neither the people nor the horses, were wearing any armor.

The speed of all Xuanyou horses is not even fast running, let alone extreme sprinting.

Leading the way at a pace that was almost like a stroll for them.

About one or two miles behind this Xuanyou cavalry, there was another large convoy.

Those horses that could be considered good horses in Kangleji were carrying carriages and following behind the Xuanyou cavalry.

This speed is like a stroll for the Xuanyou horse.

But for them who were running hard to pull the carriage, they were already using all their strength.

Geng Xuan, who saw this scene, suddenly understood.

Both he and the people in the neighborhood imagined the Xuanyou Iron Cavalry to be too "glamorous".

Little do people know that even goddesses have a dull and boring daily life behind their glory, and they cannot avoid eating, drinking, defecating and urinating.

Before this, everyone imagined Wu Youxin leading a Xuanyou Iron Cavalry, that is, Wu Youxin leading a Xuanyou Iron Cavalry with all the soldiers and horses wearing heavy armor to charge and trample back and forth indiscriminately, going wherever he wanted.

But in fact, Xuanyou horses are more delicate than ordinary horse breeds. A horse consumes 60 kilograms of carefully prepared food a day.

This cavalry has about one hundred and fifty Xuanyou horses, and the food consumption alone is ten thousand kilograms.

All of these have to be carried by the team. For a journey of several days, tens of thousands of kilograms of consumption must be prepared for the Xuanyou horses.

In addition to food for the Xuanyou horses, there are also supplies for people.

Whether it is a man or a horse, it is impossible to wear armor 24 hours a day except when fighting or preparing for battle.

When it is not necessary, it is even necessary to reduce the consumption of these weights on horsepower and the rider's physical energy as much as possible.

These also need to be transported by a special fleet.

The transportation itself also requires a lot of horses and manpower. Both these people and horses have their own consumption and must be carried along with the team.

Therefore, in order to always maintain the combat effectiveness of the Xuanyou Iron Cavalry, a logistics supply team accompanying the team is essential.

The farther away from home and the longer we are away, the larger the logistics supply team will be!
Behind the glorious Xuanyou Iron Cavalry is a logistics team that is so burdened that they have to be extremely meticulous.

In non-wartime circumstances, it is not only reasonable but even necessary for the Xuanyou Cavalry to march at such a speed.

With just one glance, Geng Xuan, who was only a layman in military affairs, realized that the vital point of this Xuanyou Iron Cavalry was the huge convoy following closely behind.

"Destroy the food supply route."

The idea of cutting off the other party's possibility of obtaining logistical supplies calmly popped up in my mind almost immediately.

He could easily think of the problem by thinking about it, so is it possible that the person involved does not understand it?

Once the Xuanyou Iron Cavalry advances quickly, forcing the convoy to slowly and laboriously move forward behind them, they will be actively exposing their vital points to everyone.

Is it possible to do such a thing?
You know, Santongji and Qingyuanji, who are gearing up to challenge Anleji, are both members of the "Eastern Five Ji"!
After seeing the situation clearly, Geng Xuan felt relieved.

He came back to Xie Hang.

Xie Hang, who was still unaware of anything, was squatting obediently in the position he designated, staring at the place where Geng Xuan drew a circle in front of him without blinking.

"you……"

Just as Geng Xuan opened his mouth, Xie Hang suddenly swung his fist forward.

Geng Xuan was startled when he saw this, and quickly picked him up before he could land a punch.

"Ah, isn't it time to take action yet?" Xie Hang said innocently.

Geng Xuan said helplessly:
"I didn't make it clear. Before I let you do anything, I will shout your name loudly."

"Well, I'll take action after you call my name." Xie Hang nodded.

Geng Xuan said, "Okay, I'm here to give you one last reminder. You should lie down here obediently and ignore any noise below.

I picked this location specifically for you. Even if there are scouts patrolling, they won't find any trace of you as long as they don't come right in front of you.

So, don't scare yourself and jump out on your own initiative, understand?"

Xie Hang nodded and said, "Don't worry, boss. From now on, I will lie here and not move an inch even if I die."

As he spoke, he had already completely lay down, his figure completely hidden among the surrounding rugged rocks.

Seeing this, Geng Xuan nodded with satisfaction. Finally, he glanced at the Xuanyou cavalry, which was less than two miles away from the entrance of Yixian Gorge, and then rushed straight to the other side of Yixian Gorge.

While rushing back quickly, Geng Xuan was still feeling relieved.

"Fortunately, I made some preparations, otherwise, it would be difficult to completely wrap such a large filling."

……

Returning to the southwest side, which is the canyon entrance near Kangleji, Geng Xuan saw Hong Quan waiting there, waved to him and called him over.

"You, Cheng Hui, pick a few more smart ones and have them follow me. Bring all those arrows and hidden weapons... and bring a few more handy long swords."

Hong Quan nodded and understood the task assigned to them by the gang leader.

"Guarding with arrows".

That's all it does.

Hong Quan, who wanted to dig out as much self-worth as possible, thought quickly and asked again: "Do you want to bring that heavy armor?"

"…Take it with you too." Geng Xuan had deliberately not mentioned it in order to reduce the burden on Hong Quan and the others.

But since it was Hong Quan who said it on his own initiative, we should of course give him a chance to show his ability.

From then on, Geng Xuan, who had made all the arrangements, sat down in a hidden place specially designed by him in the ravine on the barren hill opposite the 80-degree slope, where no one could detect any abnormality unless they got close, and quietly closed his eyes to regulate his breathing.

Almost at this moment, the Xuanyou cavalry had arrived at the entrance of Yixian Gorge.

Wu Youxin, who was leading the way and wearing armor, and whose Xuanyou horse was also fully armored, said to the person next to him:

"Lü Kuan, go ahead and check out the situation."

This Lu Kuan was none other than the Patriarch of the Lu family in Baiyuanji.

The tragedy that happened to the Lu family made him decide to completely join the Wu family.

Now, he is also one of the leaders of the Xuanyou Iron Cavalry and Wu Youxin's right-hand man.

After hearing this, the man responded and floated down from Xuanyou's horse, landing on the barren hill on one side of the gorge.

He used his feet alternately to gain leverage on ridges dozens of meters apart, and his body quickly swept over the barren hills.

The situation of the Yixian Gorge below is completely visible.

From time to time, he would look toward the towering remnants of the Chiwu Mountain on the opposite cliff, or glance at the gullies on the barren hills at his feet.

About a quarter of an hour later, Lu Kuan, standing on a ridge on a barren hill, had a panoramic view of the wilderness on the other side of the canyon.

After taking a quick look and finding nothing unusual, he immediately returned.

After spending nearly a quarter of an hour, he returned to the canyon entrance on the northeast side and said:
"no problem."

Wu Youxin nodded and rode his horse into the canyon.

Lu Kuan, who had returned to sit on Xuanyou's horse, followed closely behind, and the other riders followed behind them, entering the entrance of Yixianxia, which was less than ten meters wide, in an orderly manner.

Because the entrance to Yixianxia was too narrow, even three horses riding side by side seemed a bit crowded for the Xuanyou horses.

As Wu Youxin, Lu Kuan and others who were leading the way went deeper, it was like dragging a long line into the winding Yixi Gorge.

When the last group of riders on Xuanyou horses entered Yixianxia, the horse team had already stretched out a long line of several miles from beginning to end.

Following closely behind these mysterious cavalry was the logistics convoy that was panting and catching up, carrying a series of horse-drawn carriages.

In order to shorten the convoy's passage time as much as possible, under the command of a commander named Wu, the carriages entered Yixianxia in two parallel carriages.

This also makes the carriage appear very crowded when passing through areas that are less than ten meters wide, with almost no space for passage on the left and right.

The last carriage also entered the entrance of Yixianxia "Yixianxia" in the direction of Dongwuji.

These drivers who were waving their whips to make the carriages follow closely behind the carriages in front of them would not know that just above the cliff they were passing, on the high cliff that completely covered the Yixian Gorge below, there was a man lying in a gap between the rugged rocks.

Xie Hang, lying on the ground, was extremely nervous as he listened to the continuous sound of horse hooves and the sound of wheels rolling over the ground below.

As the sound of the last car quickly faded away, everything below became quiet again.

"Is everything over?"

Xie Hang was thinking this in his heart, and for some reason, he began to mourn for those who entered the valley.

Why do you have to mess with such a killer? You're unlucky!

At this moment, Xie Hang, who was lying on the ground, suddenly felt that the surroundings became brighter.

He was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but turn his head slightly to look to the east.

But in the eastern sky, at the end of the rolling wilderness, a red sun like a soft-boiled egg had completely jumped out from below the horizon.

The wilderness and forest, which were still in the darkness before dawn, were suddenly illuminated by the first light of dawn.

The whole world brightened up almost instantly.

　Is this chapter watery? I don't know myself. I just feel that this writing rhythm is the most comfortable. When I was writing, I didn't think about whether it should be "watery" or "dry." I just did what felt best.

　　I also wanted to present the entire plot in one go, but with my hands on the keyboard, it was difficult for me to control the rest.

　　Of course, sometimes when there are too many dry contents, I will consciously avoid them to push the plot forward, but in my opinion, these contents are not watery at all, but the most brain-burning. For example, the further elaboration on the black luck and organization at the beginning of this chapter is much more laborious to write than writing a normal plot.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)