"Hmm? I seem to feel some energy fluctuations below?" Mao Kai, who was now high on the cliff, suddenly said.
Luo Ling beside him said, "I felt it too. It's not very obvious, but there are a lot of them. These people seem to be very good at hiding. If it weren't for our mental power and the forensic traps we set up, we probably wouldn't have found them."
Mao Kai waved his hand and hid the auras of the dozen or so mages. "There seem to be forty or fifty of them. Their actions are very interesting. They are similar to what we did. Several of them are hiding near the magic circle we set up, which are the most suitable places to attack people passing by on the road below. Could it be that these people are also here to ambush the Imperials?"
"I don't think so. These people are arranged in a very centralized manner. It seems that they don't intend to deal a heavy blow to the enemy's army. It seems that they want to ambush someone at a certain point." Luo Ling said.
"Assassination?" Mao Kai asked, "Could it be the assassination of the emperor of the empire?"
"We will know soon." Luo Ling pointed in a direction, and saw two wizard-like people flying over here. It seemed that they also had their eyes on this hilltop and wanted to use it as an ambush site.
The two mages looked average, at most mid-level. But even if they occupied this commanding height, they would surely cause great chaos below.
"Leave it to me." Mao Kai said, and when the two men flew to a place about 20 to 30 meters away from him, Mao Kai pressed his hands forward, and two black shadows flew out from his hands, like two huge black cloths that silently wrapped the two men up like mummies. He pulled with both hands, and the two men were dragged to his feet.
The black magic power dissipated, revealing two unconscious people. In order not to attract other people's attention, the two did not use any protective magic in the dark, and were knocked down by Mao Kai in one blow.
Mao Kai looked at the two men's attire and felt something was wrong. At this time, one of his spirit servants from the Kingdom Magic Association said, "This man looks like a mercenary mage. Mages are rare among mercenaries. Someone like him should be a master among mercenaries."
"They are mercenaries?" Mao Kai released a barrier and said, "Keep an eye on the bottom, let me interrogate these two guys."
Luo Ling watched as these people efficiently set up the ambush position. It took them about ten minutes to arrange their respective positions and then hide again.
"Seeing them like this reminds me of a famous mercenary group in the empire, called Shadow Wolves." said the spirit servant mage just now.
"The mercenary group actually dared to ambush the imperial army?" another spirit servant mage said in surprise.
"No, it's not an ambush on the imperial army, but an assassination of one of the imperial defeated soldiers. This is a completely different matter. This mercenary group called Shadow Wolf is not stupid." Luo Ling said.
"You are right, they are indeed the Shadow Wolf Mercenaries, and the one who hired them was the Chinese, and their target was Count Duan!"
"What?" Luo Ling was also shocked when she heard this, "We hired him?"
"That's right. They came to the Blackwood Pass to look for work during the war, which is a common thing for mercenaries, but most of the jobs they received were transportation and defense. Emperor Alfred didn't like or trust mercenaries, so he never gave them really good jobs. Although Shadow Wolf is good at lurking and assassinating, he has never found an opportunity to show his skills.
However, today they were originally responsible for delivering supplies to the base behind Heimu Pass, but they received a mysterious big business. The person who came claimed to be Chinese and gave them the task of trying to assassinate Count Duan in the defeated imperial army if it retreated.
The leaders of the Shadow Wolves are two high-level assassins. Although it is difficult to assassinate a Bloodline Master, it is not completely impossible.
Moreover, the conditions offered by these Chinese were very generous. Not only did they give them large sums of money and supplies at the beginning, they also provided them with a lot of magic props for attacks. Finally, they promised that as long as the assassination was successful, they would recruit them into the Chinese army.
And Earl Duan's own strength is the weakest among all the blood masters in the empire, and the Royal Griffin bloodline is not very good at defense. So after their two leaders thought about it, they were tempted. "
"It seems that things are getting complicated." Luo Ling said, "What do you think we should do?"
Mao Kai rubbed his head and said, "Why don't we add some more firewood to them and add fuel to the fire?"
Emperor Alfred was riding on his horse, with two more bloody scabs on each side of his cheeks than in the afternoon, a punishment for his disrespect for the saints.
When Saint Morales came to the palace and asked him to arrange a retreat, he could not help but accuse Morales of having a ridiculous fight with the Tower of China. He also insisted that this fight could not represent the strength of the Saint, nor could it represent the empire, and he was even more unwilling to withdraw his troops for this reason.
Morales just glared at him, and he felt two unknown forces in the air passing through his cheeks, leaving two bloody wounds on his face. What was even more strange was that, according to the powerful self-healing ability of the Emerald Dragon bloodline, these two bloody wounds could never close. He later realized that this was the power of the law of space, which made it so difficult for him to resist.
Morales' last words still echoed in his ears until this moment: "Emperor, no one can waste or trample on my credibility. At that moment, the Empire said what I said. Perhaps you don't realize that I have given you the most important thing, a chance for your army to evacuate safely. What does it matter if you win the duel? The Chinese retreated today and will come back tomorrow. For a weak brigade, being able to return safely is the greatest mercy it can get."
"Weak troops! Weak troops!" Alfred muttered, feeling a surge of resentment in his chest. If his army could have fought the enemy, after witnessing the defeat of his own saint, his army would really be unable to compete with the Chinese. Now, he was leading only a few poor bastards who were running for their lives.
"Your Majesty, the black guards acting as scouts ahead have reported back and contacted a checkpoint ahead. They did not find any traces of enemies on the road. We should be able to pass through here at night, rush to Holy Sword City, and then use the teleportation array there to return to the imperial capital." said Master Edel.
At this time, almost all the masters gathered around Emperor Alfred. Except for Edel, Gandas, Franco, Gram and Duan were all around him. (To be continued)