Chapter 492 A Shot Through the Heart

Several Beihuang experts did not search for long. Soon, a particularly obvious clue was discovered...

It was a ravine that was neither deep nor shallow, and was very close to the road. It was the kind of place that was most easily overlooked when you weren't paying attention, and most easily found when you searched carefully. .

At this time, a corpse was lying on its back in the ravine. The caravan members from before stood aside and did not destroy the scene at will. Only after the young group leader arrived, observed and waved, a few people took the body out.

This is a middle-aged barbarian with a sullen expression. Although the neat animal skin clothing on his body is not luxurious, it is still valuable in the Northern Wilderness. The fatal wound was the hole in his left chest, which passed through his heart and the blood had long since dried up. What is shocking is that his stiff expression is very horrified, his eyes are wide open, as if he has seen something extremely incredible and terrifying...

"Damn it!" He cursed. After seeing the appearance of this middle-aged barbarian, Andre's face suddenly darkened. "He's from our divine sect. I can't remember his name, but I've seen him before. Well, he's pretty good. .”

The so-called divine religion is naturally what Bran calls a barbaric cult. This Andre seemed to be a member of the Savage God Cult. He just took one look and quickly revealed the identity of this middle-aged barbarian.

There was a hiss at the corner of her mouth, and Sydney suddenly looked worried when she heard this. Similar to the Bran people's impression of the Temple of Light, in the minds of the people of the Northern Wilderness, all those who come from the Savage God Cult are masters. But now that all the masters have been killed and their bodies dumped on the roadside, I naturally feel a little uneasy.

However, the young captain was calm and composed. He leaned over and squinted at the wounds of the corpse without any chance. Then he stood up and looked back at the road not far away, nodding gently thoughtfully.

"Captain, he was definitely not killed for a long time." Pointing to the body of the middle-aged barbarian, Andre asked in a deep voice, "Should we catch up now and find the murderer?"

Shaking his head, "No need to look for her, she should be the woman from the Temple of Light before."

"Well?"

"There is such a doctrine in the Temple of Light, to the effect that when purifying heretics, it is best to use the power of light to redeem their sinful hearts. Well, that's us." The young leader continued with a slight curl of his lips and a shake of his head. He said, "So if conditions permit, people in the Temple of Light will subconsciously target the opponent's heart as the first target."

After a pause, he pointed to the hole in the left chest of the corpse, "Well, this is a wound caused by a spear. Based on the previous information, it should be her right."

"It turns out it's her!" Gritting his teeth, Andre did not doubt his judgment at all. Hearing this, he became furious and asked for orders, "Commander, give me the order. I will bring a few people to bring her head!"

The young captain did not immediately make a statement after hearing this. He looked at the corpse and narrowed his eyes in disbelief: "You just said that he was pretty good. Well, how does it compare to you?"

Andre was stunned for a moment, then hesitantly replied: "Well...it's hard to say since I haven't fought this one before. But he doesn't have a good reputation in the cult. If we fight him, I should be able to win."

This is the truth. In a life-and-death fight, anything can happen. Of course, at any time, strength is one of the important determining factors. Although Andre didn't say it explicitly, his vaguely confident tone undoubtedly showed that this talented man from the Northern Wilderness, who clearly had an extraordinary background, indeed had considerable fighting ability.

He nodded to show understanding, "Then don't chase! We have just come out not long ago, and I don't want the caravan to disintegrate." Looking down at the body of the middle-aged barbarian, the leader spoke calmly, "The other party is a master, he is not here The one who was killed in the fight should have been...well, a shot through the heart."

"One, one shot?"

Looking at Andre, whose face was full of shock and disbelief, the young leader pointed to the mountain road not far away, "This was an unexpected encounter. The two happened to bump into each other on the road. The masters of the cult were slow to react. He was a little bit surprised, probably because he didn't expect to see the other party here. The other party rushed over decisively, raised his hand and stabbed... Look there, there is a small hole on the ground clearly left by the force, which should be the opponent's attack. It was left behind when... At this time, the master of the Divine Cult wanted to hide, maybe he took a few steps back, maybe he didn't retreat, but in the end he was too slow, and was directly shot through the heart."

He retracted his arm and pointed to the ground in front of him, "Look here again, this is the trace of the heel being dragged back. It cannot be left by the battle. It can only be that after the opponent succeeded, he grabbed the body by the collar and dragged it here, and threw it down the ravine... ...Well, let’s get it done and call it a day!”

His voice was hoarse and his tone was flat. Relying on some inconspicuous traces, it is logical to show the current situation again. Xia Wei'an is not here. If she were here, she would definitely show an undisguised look of shock, because what the young leader is speculating now is exactly what she has done before...

It should be said that there was no deliberate intimidation in the words of the group leader, it was just a straightforward statement based on the facts. But this seemed to have plucked the chord of fear in the hearts of everyone present, and their hairs stood on end and their whole bodies were trembling with chills.

"Hiss...huh..." After a while, he took in a breath of cold air and let it out again. Andre looked at the middle-aged barbarian's body again, and finally understood why the horrified expression on his face came from. Shaking his head, he no longer had the strong confidence he had before, and asked honestly, "Captain, what should we do now?"

Shaking his head, "Don't worry, this is not an issue that should be considered now." The young leader frowned and said slowly, "From the situation in front of us, it seems that the other party is alone. It is impossible for her not to know the people in the Temple of Light What does it mean to come here, but she still comes...why?"

Scratching his head, Andre hesitated and guessed: "Could it be spying on the military? An accident? Or did he have to come in for the purpose of pursuit?"

"No!" The young leader shook his head slightly and said calmly, "She is from the Temple of Light, and military intelligence is of no use to her. If she has received special orders from high-level officials to come here, she should not forcefully break into the tribe under careful prying eyes. It's impossible to snatch food by accident... No matter how stupid the opponent is, they should know how to find someone to interrogate, but it seems that the opponent's current direction is clearly to go deep into the hinterland of the Northern Wilderness! As for chasing and killing..."

After a pause, his eyes narrowed, "It's very possible. But if that's the case, haha, then this matter is somewhat interesting."

"Uh... Is it interesting?" Although almost all the possibilities raised by Andre were eliminated, he didn't care at all and seemed to be used to it. Just asked, "How do you say that?"

"Think about it, if she is chasing us people in the Northern Wilderness, this place is more than a thousand miles away from the Bran border? If our people take the opportunity to spread the news... This can definitely be done, because the pursuit is so far away. The lack of a winner means that the strength of both sides is at the same level. And by then, the pursuing members of the Temple of Light will be surrounded and will surely die."

"But we have not heard any similar news along the way. This shows that the person she is chasing has a last resort and cannot reveal his identity. Well, he should also be from Bran."

"Two, two Bran masters?" The corners of his mouth twitched a few times, and Andre gave up all thoughts of pursuing him. What a joke, they may not be able to deal with one of them, but if they do with two, they will be completely wiped out.

"These are all just guesses and cannot be counted, but..." What Andre could think of, the young leader could naturally think of, but after pondering for a while, she still narrowed her eyes and ordered, "Andre, send Some people go out and continue to explore the front. If you find the opponent's position, just follow them. You are not allowed to do anything without my order. In addition, use my password to mobilize troops from the surrounding Hufu tribe, Changying tribe, Samba tribe... . Well, each tribe must provide at least one thousand, and the proportion of archers must account for 70%. Huh, don’t think that I don’t know the tricks of tribal recruitment. If there is any clan leader who excuses himself as having no soldiers and refuses to accept the order, he will be killed on the spot! Well, you can do this yourself!"

The tone of his words still had no fluctuation, but there was an irresistible power in his eyes when he squinted.

"Yes!" Andre looked solemn when he heard this, his evil aura disappeared in a flash, and he turned around and left.

"Captain." Sydney came over and said cautiously, "We have another mission this time. Do we really have to take care of this matter? Well, I'm not afraid of death..."

"Haha." He tiptoed and patted Sydney on the head. The young leader chuckled and said, "Don't worry, there are so many people here, you can't die."

"Oh... uh, no, no... I told you I'm not afraid of death, Captain..."

"Haha, okay, okay..." During the fight, the velvet of the young leader's collar was pulled away, revealing a soft-lined Yuying face with extremely delicate features. If there is any flaw, it would be those slender eyes. I don’t know if there is a problem with my eyesight, but I always subconsciously narrow my eyes into a crescent shape. In this case, even when he put on a majestic expression before, he would still be a little unmatched and cute... On the whole, he looks more like a Bran person than a big and thick Northern Wilderness barbarian.

"I am not doing this for revenge." After a break from the fight, the young leader shook his head and said, "As long as one of the other parties is a Bran, they must have passed through the border to get here. Well, I want to learn from them Know what’s going on there.”

"Oh...but didn't we already know that when we came out? Under the leadership of Master An Shuai, our warriors have an absolute advantage! Oh, and His Highness Tiu."

"You are the one who has the most problems..." He nodded at Sydney's forehead, "Well, Teacher An Shuai is calm and steady, and he is experienced in controlling the troops. It is indeed very reassuring. However, the battlefield is changing, and although Bran is passive now, his overall strength is actually It is stronger than Beihuang. If we want to win, we must persist in our victory to the end and suppress the opponent in one breath! But the Zichen Legion over there is invisible, and Zi Yi has never made a move. This is a big variable , the ending is unpredictable..."

"Well, as for Tiwu...just cause less trouble!"

…………(To be continued.)