Xing Lieshan nodded, stood up and clapped his hands. "Stop fucking around! Carry the dead and injured brothers into the car, and set off immediately after the wounds are treated! We must get to Lin County before dark. If anyone delays, I will leave him here to feed the wolves!"
The escort team regrouped and set off, and the atmosphere was several times more solemn than before.
The speed of the mule cart increased significantly. Xing Lieshan no longer rode a horse, but walked at the front of the convoy himself. He always held the nine-ring sword in his hand and scanned the mountains and forests on both sides with lightning eyes.
Liu Ying followed the team on horseback, his eyes occasionally falling on Jiang Fa.
Several times she looked at Jiang Fa without wanting to speak, her lips moved a few times, but in the end she said nothing.
The team walked for about an hour, and the mountains on both sides of the official road gradually became steeper.
This is a mountain road that is more than ten miles long, with a steep cliff on the left and a bottomless canyon on the right. The official road winds halfway up the cliff, and at its narrowest point only two mule carts can pass side by side.
Xing Lieshan stopped at the entrance of the cliff road.
He looked up at the top of the cliff, then looked down at the depths of the canyon, his brows knitted into a knot.
"This section of road is called King of Hell's Nose."
He turned around and said to everyone, "This is the most dangerous section of the entire official road. People can be hidden on the cliffs and people can be hidden under the canyon. It is an excellent place to set up an ambush. Everyone should show off their weapons and use their moves to highlight their skills. Ignore what is happening on both sides and keep moving forward without stopping."
One by one, the mule carts drove into the cliff path.
Jiang Fa was walking beside the third mule cart. The ghost-headed sword had been unsheathed, and the tip of the sword was pointing diagonally at the ground.
His breathing is steady and long. After practicing Seven-Colored Glazed Glass Art, his five senses are much stronger than ordinary people.
My ears keenly picked up every tiny sound, the sound of gravel rolling down, the scream of wind through the cracks in the rocks, and the call of unknown birds in the distance.
At this moment, a loud roar suddenly came from above the cliff.
Jiang Fa looked up suddenly and saw a rock as big as a millstone rolling down from the top of the cliff and hitting the middle of the convoy with a devastating momentum.
"Rockfall!"
Xing Lieshan's roar exploded in the cliff path.
The mules and horses were frightened, neighed sharply, and rushed forward.
The driver held on tightly to the reins, and was dragged by the mule until he slid more than a foot away on the gravel ground. His trouser legs below the knees were all torn and bloody.
Jiang Fa didn't have time to think too much, and kicked the ground with both feet. Wind-Chasing Steps instantly pushed it to the extreme, and his whole body turned into a gray shadow and rushed towards the falling rock.
It is impossible for him to forcefully join a mountain rock as big as a millstone.
But he can change its direction.
Just when the falling rock was about to hit the mule cart, Jiang Fa cut in from the side, holding the knife in both hands, and hit the side of the falling rock hard with the back of the knife.
The angle of this strike was extremely tricky.
He used his strength to forcefully reverse the lateral movement of the rockfall into an oblique deflection.
There was a loud bang, and the falling rocks rolled past the edge of the mule cart, breaking a wooden fence as thick as a bowl on the roadside, and rolled down the depths of the canyon with a series of rubbles.
After several breaths, a dull echo came from the bottom of the valley.
Jiang Fa's feet landed on the ground, and the tiger's mouth was slightly numb from the shock.
But he didn't stop for a moment. With his toes on the ground, he rose up again and climbed up the cliff.
Behind the bushes on the cliff, three bandits were struggling to pry the second rock.
They obviously didn't expect that someone could climb up so quickly. When they saw Jiang Fa appearing on the cliff like a ghost, they were all scared to death.
Jiang Fa The ghost-headed sword swept out, the blade passed through a black light, and hit the first bandit's neck.
Blood spattered on the cliff wall, and the man fell on his back before he could even scream.
The other two bandits threw down the rocks and ran away, but were caught up by Jiang Fa, who killed them one by one with a knife.
He jumped down from the cliff and landed firmly next to the mule cart.
Xing Lieshan walked over quickly, glanced at the three corpses on the cliff, then looked at Jiang Fa, and patted his shoulder hard. "Good boy, your body is so handsome!"
Jiang Fa shook his head. "Boss Xing, the rockfall is not an accident. The three people on the top of the cliff are waiting for us there. They even have the crowbar ready."
Xing Lieshan's face was so gloomy that water could drip from his face.
He was silent for a moment, and suddenly shouted at the top of his lungs, "Everyone, listen to the order! From now on, no matter what happens, don't stop! Even if a knife comes from the sky, I will keep my head down and charge forward! Whoever stops will die!"
The speed of the mule cart reached its limit, and the drivers whipped the mules hard on the buttocks, causing the mules to run forward like crazy in pain.
The car panels creaked as they were jolted, and the cargo boxes collided with each other on the car panels, making a dull crashing sound.
Jiang Fa followed closely beside the mule cart, his hand holding the ghost head knife never relaxing.
He knew that Black Wind Stronghold would not only have these two ambushes.
Two An Jin bosses have been defeated, and many copycat minions have died. If the village leader "Black Whirlwind" has not taken any action, then he is not worthy of establishing a foothold in Black Wind Ridge.
The convoy accelerated for less than a stick of incense, when a stone bridge suddenly appeared in front of the cliff road.
The bridge body is made of bluestone, about ten feet long, spanning between two peaks, and the bridge deck is only wide enough for a mule cart to pass.
Under the bridge is an abyss dozens of feet deep. The cliffs are as straight as a knife, and there is no place to draw strength from.
Xing Lieshan reined in the horse in front of the stone bridge.
His face was more solemn than ever before.
"This bridge is called Bridge of Helplessness." He said in a deep voice, "After this bridge, we will reach the boundary of Lin County."
Jiang Fa looked at the stone bridge and suddenly said, "Boss Xing, if Black Wind Stronghold wants to intercept and kill us at the last moment, this bridge is the best place. The bridge deck is narrow and there is no way to advance or retreat. Once blocked on the bridge, it will be a living target."
Xing Lieshan didn't answer, but took out an old cowhide water bag from his pocket, pulled out the stopper and took two sips, then handed the water bag to Jiang Fa: "Take a sip to strengthen your courage."
Jiang Fa took the water bag and took a sip. A stream of spicy wine flowed down his throat, exploding a ball of hot air in his stomach.
"I have been in the escort agency for more than ten years, what scene have I not seen?"
Xing Lieshan grinned, reached out and pulled out the nine-ringed sword from his back, "It's just a broken bridge. It can't hurt others, but it can't hurt me!"
He turned over and dismounted, threw the reins to an old escort next to him, then turned to look at Jiang Fa: "Brother Jiang, please stay behind and let me explore the way first."
Jiang Fa holds the ghost head knife tightly. "Okay."
Xing Lieshan slowly walked onto the stone bridge.
The bridge is really narrow and can only accommodate two carriages passing side by side.
The bluestones on the bridge have been eroded by years of wind and rain, and the cracks in the stones are covered with moss, making them slippery to step on.
When they reached the center of the bridge, Xing Lieshan suddenly stopped.
His eyes narrowed slightly,
I saw a person slowly walking out from behind the cliff on the other side of the bridge.
The man was not tall and could even be called thin. He was wearing a white washed gray robe and a bamboo hat on his head, covering most of his face.
There was a knife on his waist. The scabbard was an ordinary black leather scabbard with nothing special about it.
But when he stood at the end of the bridge, the air on the entire bridge seemed to be stagnant.
Jiang Fa looked at the person coming, his pupils suddenly contracted.