Late at night.
Hundreds of men in black hid in the darkness. Their eyes gleamed with murderous intent, like a pack of hungry wolves patiently waiting for the perfect moment to swallow every last one of their prey.
At that moment, the guards whom the men in black had marked as prey remained completely unaware, continuing their patrols with expressionless faces.
Time trickled by. The assassins concealed in the darkness were in no hurry. They lay in wait, silently biding their time for the perfect opportunity.
Meanwhile, the dozen or so men patrolling the camp had lost their patience and were growing drowsy.
The oppressive weight they had borne for so many days seemed to lift now that they were nearing Tianshui City, lulling them into dreams they could not escape.
"Get ready!"
Seeing the guards in the camp in such a state, the assassins' leader sneered inwardly, his eyes blazing with murderous intent.
He slowly raised one hand. The dozens of men behind him drew icy daggers from their waists and held them motionless in the air, waiting for their leader's command.
"Fire!"
"Whoosh, whoosh... whoosh, whoosh, whoosh... whoosh, whoosh..."
At a low growl, hundreds of cold flashes shot out of the darkness with a whistle, flying swiftly and true toward the more than ten drowsy guards.
"Th—"
In almost an instant, seven of the guards were struck by dozens of blades and killed. The remaining three were pierced in vital spots by the dense web of knives. Before they could get more than a few words out, it felt as if their internal organs were melting. They crumpled to the ground and turned into pools of blood!
"What's happening?"
Inside a tent, someone heard the fleeting sound, grew suspicious, and got up to step outside.
Before he could