Two glints of cold light raced across more than a hundred feet, chasing the wind and pursuing lightning with astonishing speed. In an instant, they reached the watchtower.
Hu Xiaotian's gaze followed the two arrows. One struck the forehead of a Black Hu Warrior facing them. The other bored into the back of the neck of the warrior originally assigned to keep watch. Its momentum unspent, it pierced his throat and continued onward. Thud! Its tip sank deep into the throat of the warrior talking to him. Two arrows loosed together, and one brought down two birds!
Watching the three Black Hu Warriors collapse soundlessly atop the watchtower, Hu Xiaotian was so delighted he nearly jumped up to clap and cheer. When he looked at Huo Shengnan again, she already had another arrow nocked and her bow drawn, ready to finish off any survivors. Hu Xiaotian marveled inwardly. No wonder Huo Shengnan commands such respect in the Great Yong army. This girl is formidable! Her archery should be no worse than Zhan Peng's.
"What are you staring at?" Huo Shengnan whispered. "Get moving!"
Hu Xiaotian nodded. Both he and Huo Shengnan wore dark clothes for their night operation, with black masks covering their faces.
They quickly slid down from the tree and reached the foot of the Red Mountain Guildhall's watchtower in the shortest possible time. According to their advance calculations, this route lay just outside the other sentries' fields of vision.
At the base of the Red Mountain Guildhall's wall, Hu Xiaotian employed Golden Spider Eight Steps, clinging to the wall like a spider. His fingers hooked into gaps in the masonry as he climbed upward as easily as if walking on level ground. After climbing some distance, he glanced down and saw that Huo Shengnan had yet to