In Sun Zhengheng's and the Imperial Forest Guards' eyes, Wang Chen's achievements were simply unbelievable.
Yet in truth, against those elite, formidable bandits, he had not even used a tenth of his strength.
After advancing to the seventh rank, Wang Chen's perception ability had improved enormously. Darkness was no obstacle to him at all, so no matter how furtive the bandits' movements were, they could never escape his scrutiny.
With only a mystic weapon longbow and a commanding height, Wang Chen could turn everything within a thousand paces into his personal hunting ground.
So long as he empowered his arrows with Mana, both their range and speed would rise to terrifying heights.
That was why most of the bandits had died without ever knowing how the night before!
But after the crisis of the bandits' night raid had been resolved, Sun Zhengheng and the Imperial Forest Guards did not relax. Everyone believed that the true trial still lay ahead.
"According to the local guides, we are currently still five days' journey from West Sea prefecture city."
During the noon rest break, Sun Zhengheng convened a temporary meeting, gathering all the officers of the Imperial Forest Guard to discuss the matter.
Pointing at the map hanging on a wooden frame, he said, "Lianyun Mountain is fifty li away. I am worried that the bandits will gather their main force there and launch an attack on us."
Lianyun Mountain was a mountain range stretching across the West Sea Great Grassland, and also a place where the grassland bandits entrenched themselves and hid.
The marriage alliance convoy's route did not require them to cross the mountain range, but drawing near Lianyun Mountain meant approaching the bandits' lair. The chance of a conflict breaking out then was extremely high.
For once they passed Lianyun