The Human Emperor (200-400)

C369: Scarlet Tassel Spear!

At this point, Bai Siling was starting to pity Zhao Yatong.

She understood vividly what Zhao Yatong was feeling at this moment, the helplessness and frustration of ignorance. That was because she had just undergone that phase herself just a few days ago.

Even when Wang Chong was placed in a desperate situation, being forced to fight to the bitter end for his life, he was still able to factor the escaping Iron Cloak Highwaymen into his plans.

Back then, Bai Siling thought that Wang Chong had forgotten about their existence, but who could have known that he was actually making use of them to open up Iron Cloak Li's treasure vault!

Even though it had been some time since that incident, she still remembered it as clearly as though it had happened yesterday.

However, the one thing fortunate about it was that she had at least gone through a life-and-death situation with Wang Chong, and the intense experience then had allowed her to see past all of this.

However, such wasn't the case for Zhao Yatong.

Patting Zhao Yatong's back, Bai SIling said, "Yatong, there's no need for you to think too much into it. You just have to recall how Longxi's Geshu Han, Western Protectorate Manor's Go Seonji, and Western Region Protectorate Manor's Fumeng Lingcha were left shaking in fury due to what he did, even rallying everyone in their connections to have him executed, taking the entire royal court by storm, and you should be able to get used to it."

To think that even the great Spear of Crimson Blaze, whose gaze was so high that few in the capital could catch her eye, would end up being embarrassed by Wang Chong twice!

Bai Siling was starting to wonder whether it was the correct decision for her to bring Zhao Yatong into this matter.

"Alright. Since Wang gongzi has said so, let's just do as he said." Perhaps Bai Siling's words had worked its wonders, Zhao Yatong didn't seem to be as stifled as she was a moment ago.

After those words were spoken, everyone immediately scattered to do their work.

And just as the group was scattering, no one noticed a pair of callous eyes filled with killing intent was currently looking upon everything, and was slowly approaching this crucial resting point.

There were many cavalrymen and soldiers moving to and fro in the perimeter of the resting point, making it difficult for any invaders to approach.

However, no one noticed this figure.

His movements were slow but composed. This was because this wasn't the first time he had been here.

The entire layout of the resting point, the deployment of each sentry, the timing which they would change shifts, the areas where the experts were stationed, the location of the ration warehouse... All of these, he had them in his grasp.

Perhaps, he might even be more familiar with this area than the recruits who had been here for a very long time. In fact, there was once that he had a meal with the cavalrymen here.

Yet, no one had doubted his identity.

"Hah, these fools! By tomorrow, you all will be reduced to a pile of corpses. No one can stand against the cavalry of our great empire! To even dream of fighting of us on mountainous terrain, what utter foolishness!" that fellow muttered under his breath as he advanced.

He had come here a few days ago as well, but there was nothing noteworthy. Just yet another bunch of fools who were charging to their deaths.

He even knew when they would attack and the strength of their forces, and yet these soldiers never suspected anything, thinking that the Tibetans were waiting obediently at the mountain peak for their attack.