Chapter 997

Chapter 997: Single-Handedly Breaking Through Ten Thousand Troops (Part 2)

"Chen Qi!"

Upon seeing the bloodied knight return, several Yulin Guards who recognized him immediately broke formation and rushed to his aid.

Yet, none could match the speed of Wang Chen.

Wang Chen soared into the air, gliding like an eagle over dozens of steps, landing precisely above the knight.

He reached down and lifted the unconscious Yulin knight, swiftly applying a talisman for blades and weapons.

The talisman for blades and weapons was essentially a healing talisman, specifically designed to treat injuries inflicted by swords, spears, and arrows, and it was remarkably effective.

However, due to the complexity of its creation, the Dao Palace produced only a limited number each year, making it accessible solely to a few high-ranking officers.

For Wang Chen, crafting such a basic talisman was as effortless as eating and drinking; his only constraint was his magical energy.

A flash of light ensued, and the knight’s wounds instantaneously closed, ceasing the bleeding, while the two arrows lodged within his body were forcibly expelled, averting further harm.

As Wang Chen helped him land, the knight regained consciousness, his eyes fluttering open, and a faint color returned to his pallid face.

"M-Master…"

Upon seeing Wang Chen supporting him, the knight instinctively struggled and rasped, "Ten miles northeast, we’ve located the main force of the bandits—their numbers exceed ten thousand!"

"Understood," Wang Chen nodded, then handed the knight over to the approaching Yulin Guards: "Have the medic treat him immediately, use the finest medicine available!"

The bridal procession was accompanied by medics, and a plentiful supply of various medicines was on hand. Injuries that appeared severe were manageable if treated promptly.

After the wounded knight was taken for treatment, Wang Chen turned to Sun Zhengheng and declared, "Prepare for battle."

The bandits were advancing fiercely, and a significant battle was inevitable.

Sun Zhengheng’s expression turned grave, and he promptly commanded, "Sound the horn, prepare for combat!"

Woo—

The resonant horn sound reverberated through the convoy, imbued with a chilling, lethal intent.

"Hoo!"

Three thousand Yulin Guards shouted in unison, as crossbow arrows were loaded onto the heavy crossbows, creating a continuous creaking noise.

As all eyes watched, a knight suddenly appeared in the distance.

He brandished a banner in the wind, the bloodied wolf’s head on the flag strikingly lifelike.

"White Wolf Bandits!"

A local guide within the convoy turned pale, muttering those three words.

As if under a spell, countless bandits soon emerged, descending the grassy hills in a black wave, charging toward the convoy.

With their numbers surpassing ten thousand, the bandits created an overwhelming presence; the sheer magnitude of their force seemed to solidify into a tangible aura.

Witnessing this, even the Yulin Guards, renowned for their elite status, couldn’t help but alter their expressions.

The only one who remained composed was Wang Chen!

The bandits surged forward like a tidal wave, yet they did not immediately attack the convoy. Instead, they halted about a thousand paces away.

Moments later, a bandit holding a white flag charged out of the ranks, riding alone.

Wang Chen and Sun Zhengheng exchanged a glance.

They hadn’t expected these bandits to resort to the trick of "first offering courtesy before force"!

The bandit halted about a hundred steps from the convoy, showing no fear of the heavy crossbows aimed at him. He thrust the white flag forcefully into the ground and called out, "Who is in charge here?"

"How bold!"

An officer from the Yulin Guards immediately rode forward, scolding sharply, "You bandits really have the courage of a bear to intercept a royal convoy! Don’t you fear being wiped out along with your entire clan?"

"Wiped out along with my entire clan?"

The bandit laughed heartily, "I’m in the business of taking heads; no clans exist for me. You should just save your breath!"

With a fierce expression, he quickly scanned his surroundings and added, "This prairie is the territory of our wolf tribe. If you want to pass through, leave a toll for us!"

Most of the bandits on the West Sea Prairie were herdsmen and rogues who worshiped the wolf beast and have always considered themselves part of the wolf tribe.

"Toll?"

Sun Zhengheng’s eyes flashed with malice as he asked, "How much do you want for the toll?"

"Very simple."

The bandit licked his lips and said, "Leave half of the cargo-laden carriages, and fifty women; we’ll consider it a bargain."

Sun Zhengheng was filled with fury: "What audacity!"

He had only asked casually, but he never expected the bandit to demand such a ridiculous price, which was outright arrogance.

Not to mention that the carriages carried Gold and Silver Treasures, the bandit was also asking for fifty women. It should be noted that the entire bridal convoy, including the Yulin female knights, had barely over a hundred women.

The bandit’s demand was exactly half, which clearly showed he knew the bridal convoy very well.

"Won’t give it?"

The bandit laughed, "Then we’ll take everything, and you better not regret it!"

"Kill him."

Wang Chen suddenly spoke up.

Sun Zhengheng hesitated, only to hear the twang of bowstrings as multiple crossbow arrows shot toward the arrogant bandit.

The bandit, daring enough to come alone to negotiate, had both courage and strength, and he was prepared for a confrontation.

However, just as he attempted to dodge the arrows, an invisible force suddenly enveloped him.

The bandit was immediately filled with shock, watching helplessly as the flying crossbow arrows pierced through his body.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Wang Chen turned to Sun Zhengheng and said, "There’s no need to talk reason with scum like these."

Sun Zhengheng was speechless.

The sight ignited the fury of the other bandits, who howled like wolves and stomped their steeds, filling the atmosphere with tension.

Wang Chen sneered, reaching for the Taihao Exterminating Demon Spear hanging from the saddle.

"Everyone, watch me break through the enemy!"

Before his words faded, he steered his yellow steed forward like a bolt from a crossbow, darting over the bandit’s corpse in just a few breaths.

Sun Zhengheng instinctively reached out to stop him but ended up grabbing thin air.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but his throat felt as if it had been choked by something.

In truth, the Three Thousand Yulin Guards were similarly stunned.

Ahead of Wang Chen lay tens of thousands of bandits who were now fully revealing their malice!

At that moment, a pair of beautiful eyes intently watched Wang Chen’s figure.

The gaze came from the luxurious carriage at the heart of the convoy, where Princess Qingyun peered out from the window with her small hand tightly gripping the edge.

Her beautiful eyes were misty, her nose slightly red, and the excitement, admiration, and enchantment in her gaze made her appear much more mature.

Charging into a sea of bandits single-handedly, what heroic spirit!

Princess Qingyun believed she would never forget this scene for the rest of her life!

She felt her heart had already followed Wang Chen into the fray, rushing into the midst of thousands of bandits!