Staying Alive Cautiously in the Celestial Realm and Becoming the Strongest

"Chen Qi!"

Upon seeing the blood-soaked knight returning, several recognizing Feathered Forest Guards immediately broke ranks to move forward and rescue him.

But none of them were as fast as Wang Chen.

Wang Chen soared into the air, gliding over a distance of dozens of steps like an eagle spreading its wings, landing perfectly above the knight.

He reached out and took the now unconscious Feathered Forest knight down, swiftly applying a Blade-Soldier Talisman.

The Blade-Soldier Talisman actually served as a healing talisman, specifically for treating injuries caused by swords, spears, and arrows, with excellent effects.

However, due to the difficulty of its creation, the Taoist Palace produces only a limited amount each year, so only a few high-ranking officers could possess them.

For Wang Chen, nonetheless, creating such low-level talismans was as simple as eating and drinking; the only limit was his Mana.

In a flash of light, the wounds on the knight's body contracted, ceased to bleed, and the two arrows embedded in his flesh were forcibly ejected, preventing further harm.

The moment Wang Chen landed him on the ground, the knight regained consciousness, opened his eyes, and a trace of color returned to his pale face.

"Sir..."

Seeing Wang Chen supporting him, the knight struggled subconsciously and hissed, "Ten li northeast, spotted the main force of the Horse Bandits, over ten thousand!"

"I know."

Wang Chen nodded, then handed the knight over to the Feathered Forest Guard who had just run over: "Immediate medical treatment, use the best medicine!"

The convoy contained military physicians, and there was also an abundant supply of various medications. With such external injuries that looked dreadful, as long as treatment was timely, survival was not an issue.

After the injured knight was taken for treatment, Wang Chen told Sun Zhengheng, "Prepare for battle."

The Horse Bandits were fiercely approaching, and a large battle was inevitable.

Sun Zhengheng's expression grew solemn, and he immediately ordered, "Blow the horn, ready for battle!"

Wuuu~

The deep sound of the horn echoed within the convoy, carrying a desolate and murderous aura.

"Tiger!"

Three thousand Feathered Forest Guards shouted in unison. Crossbow arrows were placed in the strings of the Heavy Crossbows, and the creaking noise continued endlessly.

While everyone watched, a knight suddenly appeared in the distance.

He was seen holding a flag, waving it against the wind, with a blood-dripped wolf head lifelike on it.

"White Wolf Thieves!"

A local guide in the convoy turned pale and muttered three words.

And these three words, much like a curse, were followed by countless Horse Bandits appearing, sweeping over from the hills, advancing toward the convoy's direction.

Once past ten thousand, the endless Horse Bandits created a truly terrifying momentum, the Evil Qi almost materializing.

Seeing this scene, even the famously elite Feathered Forest Guards couldn't help changing their faces.

The only one who remained indifferent was Wang Chen!

The Horse Bandits swarmed from all directions, but did not launch an immediate attack on the convoy, instead stopping a thousand steps away.

After a moment, a Horse Bandit holding a white flag dashed out of the group, galloping alone.

Wang Chen and Sun Zhengheng exchanged looks.

They hadn't expected these bandits to play a game of civility before warfare!

The bandit rushed to about a hundred steps away from the convoy before halting, not fearing the Heavy Crossbows aimed at him, then slammed his white flag heavily into the ground and declared loudly, "Who's in charge here?"

"How audacious!"

A Feathered Forest officer immediately spurred his horse forward, shouting fiercely, "You bandits really have the gall to intercept a royal convoy. Aren't you afraid of having your entire clan exterminated?"

"Exterminate our clans?"

The horse bandits laughed heartily: "I'm in the business of taking heads, I belong to no tribe. You better save your breath!"

His face twisted with ferocity as he quickly scanned his surroundings and said, "This prairie is the territory of the Wolf Tribe. If you want to pass, leave the toll for us!"

Most of the horse bandits on the West Sea Great Prairie are herders and rogues, worshiping the untamed Wolf Beasts and claiming themselves as the Wolf Tribe since ancient times.

"Toll?"

Sun Zhengheng's eyes flashed fiercely as he asked, "How much toll do you want?"

"Very simple."

The horse bandit licked his lips and said, "Leave half of the cargo-laden carriages and fifty women, and that's a bargain for you."

Sun Zhengheng erupted in rage, "How dare you!"

He was only asking casually, not expecting such a bold and outrageous demand from them.

Not to mention these carriages loaded with gold and silver treasures, the horse bandits even demanded fifty women, knowing that there are only about a hundred women in the entire matrimonial team, including the Feathered Forest female knights.

Their asking price was exactly half, clearly indicating that they knew the matrimonial team very well.

"Not giving?"

The horse bandit laughed loudly, "Then we'll take everything, don't regret it!"

"Kill them."

Wang Chen suddenly spoke.

Sun Zhengheng was stunned, only to hear the twang of bowstrings as several crossbow arrows simultaneously shot towards the arrogant horse bandit.

This horse bandit, daring to come alone for negotiations, naturally had courage and strength. He was prepared for a possible fallout.

But just as he tried to dodge the crossbow arrows, an invisible force suddenly enveloped him.

The horse bandit was shocked and watched helplessly as the crossbow arrows pierced his body.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Wang Chen turned to Sun Zhengheng and said, "No need to play by the rules with these scum."

Sun Zhengheng was speechless.

The scene infuriated the watching horse bandits, who howled like wolves, their mounts snorting breaths as the atmosphere instantly grew incredibly tense.

Wang Chen sneered, reaching for the Taichu Slaying Demon Spear hanging by his saddle.

"Gentlemen, watch me crush the enemy!"

Before the words fell, he rode the Yellow Fatty Horse forward like an arrow released from its bow, quickly bypassing the body of the horse bandit.

Sun Zhengheng instinctively reached out to stop him but grasped at nothing.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but it felt like something was stuck in his throat.

The three thousand Feathered Forest Guards felt much the same.

And in front of Wang Chen lay the stimulated and ferociously glaring ten thousand horse bandits!

At this moment, a pair of beautiful eyes firmly watched Wang Chen's figure.

The gaze came from the luxurious carriage in the center of the convoy; Princess Qingyun leaned out of the window, her small hand clinging tightly to the sill.

Her beautiful eyes were misted over, her nose tip reddened, and her gaze filled with excitement, admiration, and intoxication, making her appear much more mature.

Single-handedly charging into the army of ten thousand – what heroic valor!

Princess Qingyun believed she would never forget this sight in her lifetime!

She felt her heart following Wang Chen.

Boldly charging into the midst of thousands of bandits!

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