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On the official road returning from Fulong Ridge to Ironwall City, a cavalry force of about two hundred men was galloping at full speed. The elite "Falcon Hunting Battalion" led the way and brought up the rear. Several carriages surrounded the center, one of which was spacious and sturdy—Lin Feng's personal carriage. The Fengling and Fengjue sisters rode on horseback to protect the carriage on either side, while Chen Heng led the way.

After days of travel, we were less than two days' journey from Ironwall City. The biting autumn winds of the North swept up withered grass and dust, and the overcast sky seemed to foreshadow snow.

Inside the carriage, Lin Feng was closing his eyes to regulate his breathing, sorting out the information he had gathered over the past few days and his subsequent plans.

"Grand Commander," came the clear, cold sound of wind chimes from outside the carriage, "Ten miles ahead is 'Wild Wolf Slope,' a hill with undulating terrain and sparse woodlands on both sides, a common ambush site. Captain Chen suggests that the troops speed through and make a brief stop at the top of the slope to keep watch."

Lin Feng opened his eyes and lifted the carriage curtain. Ahead, the official road wound its way into a rolling hilly area, with some hardy shrubs and a few sparse, leafless shrubs growing on the slopes, which looked somewhat desolate and treacherous under the gloomy sky.

"Understood. Tell Chen Heng to do as he says. Everyone be on high alert," Lin Feng instructed.

Although they hadn't encountered any large-scale attacks along the way, they had occasionally spotted small groups of scouts spying on them and making suspicious moves. With his imminent return to the capital and his great achievements, it was hard to guarantee that some people wouldn't resort to desperate measures and make a last-ditch effort.

The team sped up and soon entered the "Wild Wolf Slope" area.

Chen Heng took the lead, spreading out with more than ten "Falcon Battalion" scouts, cautiously searching forward. Feng Ling and Feng Jue also slowed their horses, one on the left and one on the right, protecting Lin Feng's carriage in the middle.

Reaching the middle of the slope, at a relatively open bend... Suddenly!

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—!"

A sharp whooshing sound erupted from behind the mounds on either side! Dozens of crossbow bolts were concentrated and fired at the Fengling and Fengjue sisters, who were standing on either side of the carriage! The arrows were dense and the angles were tricky, clearly intended to eliminate the seemingly delicate but actually troublesome guards beside Lin Feng first!

"Watch out!" Feng Ling shouted sharply, and the two sisters reacted almost simultaneously!

Feng Ling's figure floated off the horse like a willow catkin, and a soft sword appeared in her hand without her noticing. The sword light was like a ribbon, dancing in front of her and deflecting all the arrows shot at her!

Feng Jue was even more ferocious. Instead of dodging or avoiding, she spurred her horse's flanks with both legs. The horse lurched forward in pain, and she crouched low, her two short blades flashing left and right as she cleaved the incoming arrows. She charged towards the mound on the left, braving the rain of arrows! She was actually going to counterattack the enemy formation!

"Ambush! Protect the Grand Commander!" Chen Heng roared, leading his men to charge towards the source of the arrows. Beside Lin Feng's carriage, the remaining "Falcon Battalion" guards quickly retreated, raising their round shields to protect the carriage.

Immediately afterwards, shouts arose from behind the mounds on both sides, and dozens of masked bandits dressed in black and wielding various weapons swarmed out!

They split into several groups. One group fearlessly charged towards Chen Heng's scouts and held them tightly. Another group rushed straight for the carriage. Yet another group even sent out several skilled fighters to specifically besiege Feng Jue, who was rushing towards the mound on the left. They seemed quite wary of her fierce counterattack and wanted to eliminate her as soon as possible.

The battle erupted instantly on the narrow slope, turning into a chaotic melee!

"kill!"

Although the number of black-clad assassins was less than that of Lin Feng's guards, each of them was highly skilled, extremely fierce, and worked together seamlessly, clearly demonstrating their excellent training.

Feng Ling was entangled by several skilled swordsmen. Although her soft sword was sharp, she couldn't break free for the time being. Feng Jue was in even more danger. Although she was brave and her short blade was quite cunning, the people attacking her were more skilled and their moves were ruthless. She was struggling to defend herself and had already gotten several bloody marks on her body.

Chen Heng was held back by more than ten elite soldiers who fought desperately, roaring repeatedly, and was unable to return to his aid for the time being. Most of the "Falcon Battalion" soldiers had already moved forward and were on their way to provide reinforcements.

Just then, the carriage curtain was lifted, and Lin Feng stepped out.

He was not wearing armor, only a dark-colored close-fitting outfit, holding the Broken Mountain Blade upside down in his hand, his gaze as cold as ice as he swept across the chaotic battlefield.

"Protect the Grand Commander!" the guards beside the carriage shouted urgently as they saw him emerge.

Lin Feng remained silent and motionless, coldly watching the assassins attempting to break through the defenses and rush towards the carriage. Just as three assassins broke through the outer guards, drawing their swords and blades to stab him, he moved.

With a simple step forward, the Broken Mountain Blade slashed upwards at an angle.

"Clang! Crack! Thud!"

The sounds of metal snapping and blades piercing flesh rang out almost simultaneously! The steel longsword in the hand of the assassin at the forefront broke in response, but the momentum of the Broken Mountain Blade remained undiminished, slicing through his chest and abdomen, bringing forth a spray of blood!

The second assassin's sword was knocked away by the blade, and his hand was split open. The third assassin's short spear was caught by Lin Feng's left hand with lightning speed, and with a swift movement, his right knee slammed into the assassin's abdomen!

In the blink of an eye, one of the three skilled fighters was dead and two were seriously injured!

Lin Feng didn't stop moving, his figure flashing like a ghost as he cut into the enemy ranks. His Broken Mountain Blade slashed, parried, thrust, and parried—each strike was concise, precise, and deadly! There were no unnecessary frills, only the most efficient killing!

Wherever he went, men and horses fell, and no one could withstand a single blow! In an instant, he relieved most of the pressure near the carriage.

"His knife is powerful! Use a net! Use a grappling hook!" one of the assassins shouted sharply.

Immediately, several assassins untied fishing nets and barbed ropes from behind, ready to throw them at Lin Feng. At the same time, several cold arrows were also shot from the shadows toward Lin Feng's vitals.

Lin Feng, sensing the wind and pinpointing his location, moved swiftly within the limited space, dodging fishing nets and hooks. His sword, the Broken Mountain Blade, flashed, deflecting the stray arrows. His gaze locked onto the assassin leader who had given the orders. He propelled himself forward, his blade flashing like a bolt of lightning, aimed directly at the leader!

Seeing Lin Feng's fierce approach, the leader was terrified and hurriedly raised his knife to block while retreating.

"die!"

Lin Feng gave a low shout, his sword stance unchanged. The instant he made contact with the opponent's blade, he slightly lowered his stance, then flicked upwards. With a clever move, he lifted the leader's sword upwards, leaving his defenses wide open! He then thrust the Broken Mountain Blade straight forward, as fast as lightning!

"puff!"

The blade pierced the leader's heart with pinpoint accuracy. The light in the leader's eyes quickly dimmed, and he collapsed to the ground.