Chapter 133 Such a Familiar Feeling

The mechanism Suzaku landed on the mountain, and under Mount Yao, there was a fortress of the Zhao army, now guarded by Mohist disciples.

Zhao Jun soldiers are no longer visible in this stronghold, and the disciples of the Mo family are busy.

As soon as the mechanism Suzaku landed, a figure quickly approached and waved.

"Li'er!"

Zhao Shuang glanced at Jing Ke, his face was full of smiles, while Li Ji beside him was more reserved.

"Brother Jingke!"

"Who is this?"

When Jing Ke met Li Ji, he was immersed in joy. However, the Mohist disciple next to him noticed Zhao Shuang.

"He is the Jade-faced Feilong, the leader of our Mo family."

"See the Commander-in-Chief!"

When all the disciples of the Mo family learned about this person's identity, they all saluted, including Jing Ke who was standing beside him.

"What's the situation here? Where are the other commanders?"

"The Qin army, with Meng Ao as its commander and Zhang Tang as its governor, led an army of 50,000 to attack Zhao. Now their vanguard is less than fifty miles away from here. There are also some brothers who are following Qin Wuyang. There is no news about them now. As for the remaining few The commanders are all still in the city."

When Jing Ke talked about business, there was still a hint of frivolity on his face, but his whole body tensed up.

Didn't the leader of the Mo family come?

Zhao Shuang glanced at Jing Ke, he was the main disciple among the Mohist disciples in the village. It seems that this time the Mohist family not only wanted to help Zhao State, but also to gain prestige through this war for Jing Ke and Qin Wuyang, paving the way for them to become the leaders of the Mohist family.

This would not have been possible without Yan Dan as a promoter.

Zhao Shuang felt a little relieved. It seemed that the Six-Fingered Black Man and several commanders still had concerns, but as of now, it was unlikely that the Mo family would form a deadly feud with the Qin army.

The Zhao army formed a formation under Yaoshan Mountain to block the Qin army in the Shangdang area and prevent them from entering the hinterland of Zhao State. This stockade is not on the only route for the Qin army to attack, but only guards a grain road.

Compared with those camps that bore the brunt, the safety factor here is higher. However, I don’t know if General Zhao Jun is kind or if he thinks these Mohist disciples are not enough to shoulder the important task.

Zhao Shuang chuckled, which made all the Mohist disciples feel strange.

"Go and do your own business!"

Before Zhao Shuang came, the Mohist disciples were led by Jing Ke. After he came, the rest followed the instructions of the Mohist leader.

It's already dark, and the smell of meat is everywhere.

Jing Ke was in charge of the security of the camp, Zhao Shuang was roasting a barbecue on the fire, and Li Ji was sitting next to him.

"The meat is ready!"

When Li Ji took over the barbecue, she subconsciously panicked. She took the barbecue, lowered her head and took a bite, secretly complaining to herself.

What's wrong with me?

How could the old senior be Zhao Shuang? But why does the way he grills meat and the way he hands the meat look so like Zhao Shuang?

Zhao Shuang didn't notice that the mask mechanism opened, revealing a mouth. He was eating the meat by himself, then turned around and looked at Li Ji, only to see that she had just taken a small bite.

"Why, you have to stay in shape again!"

Li Ji was touched and raised her head suddenly, looking at Zhao Shuang with a complicated look on her face.

"What are you doing"

Only then did Zhao Shuang realize that there was something wrong in his words, and when he was about to laugh and change the subject, Jing Ke's voice came to his ears.

"Commander, it's been an hour, and none of the brothers on patrol have returned."

This state of affairs is definitely not normal under such circumstances.

Zhao Shuang stood up and said to Jing Ke.

"You stay in the stronghold to prevent the Qin army from sneak attacks. I will go and take a look."

"I am coming too!"

Li Ji stood up, with a firmness in her tone.

"Li'er!"

Jing Ke was a little worried, but with the loyalty in his heart, he couldn't openly say that he wouldn't let Li Ji go because of the risk of death, and let other Mohist disciples go.

"Don't worry, brother Jingke. I have made progress over the years."

Zhao Shuang originally didn't want to take anyone with him, but in public, he couldn't refute Li Ji's face and say she was in the way.

"The situation is urgent, Li Ji, you and a few disciples come with me."

"Yes, Commander-in-Chief!"

The patrol and investigation routes of the Mohist disciples have been arranged in advance. Even if there is an unexpected situation, a code that only the Mohist disciples can understand will be left to remind the latter what happened.

However, when Zhao Shuang led the Mohist disciples to search around for a long time, they almost reached the end of the patrol route, but neither the Mohist disciples nor the codes left by them were seen.

"What's going on?"

Li Ji's face was very serious. There was no moon in the sky, and it was almost pitch black in the mountains and forests.

Zhao Shuang stood in the forest clearing and murmured slightly.

"In this case, either those Mohist disciples decided to defect, or they encountered an emergency and ran out of time to leave a code. Or"

Zhao Shuang didn't say the last sentence, but Liji's voice already sounded in his ears.

"Defection is absolutely impossible. But Xiao Lin and the others are among the best in the Mo family. What kind of situation could cause them no time to react?"

Li Ji denied Zhao Shuang's previous statement without thinking, but was very confused.

Um?

Zhao Shuang suddenly turned his head, feeling a hint of danger.

In the dark night, a long sword was like a poisonous snake staring at its prey, delivering a silent yet fatal blow.

At this moment, Zhao Shuang felt Han Feng approaching him and gently pushed Li Ji in front of him.

The owner of this sword did not take Li Ji's life, and the sword edge deflected towards Zhao Shuang.

But he saw his body leaning back, the long sword passing in front of his eyes, and the shadow of the sword in the air was like a half moon.

Just when the swordsman closed his hand, Zhao Shuang used his toes as a fulcrum, twisted his waist, made an arc with his body, and punched the swordsman.

Li Ji was a little confused from beginning to end. She heard a muffled groan in her ears, followed by several screams in succession.

Li Ji has made a lot of progress, but her cultivation is not yet top-notch. This duel between top experts was not something she could participate in from the beginning.

"A swordsman who wants to kill two people with one sword is either an arrogant and ignorant fool, or he is very confident in his own swordsmanship."

The bonfire was blazing, and the visitor showed his true face.

"I have long heard of the name of the great leader of the Mo family, the Jade Faced Flying Dragon. When I saw him today, he was indeed extraordinary."

Zhao Shuang looked at the three assassins in front of him and narrowed his eyes. The leader had just exchanged a move with Zhao Shuang, and the remaining two killed the rest of the Mohist disciples except Li Ji.

His skills are so fast that he is at least a first-rate master.

More importantly, the sword in the hand of the assassin who wanted to take the lives of Li Ji and Zhao Shuang was very familiar to Zhao Shuang.

"The net will cover the sun!"