Chapter 822: Dawn

“I’m safe now. How about you?”
“I’m still near the enemy camp. There are many patrol cavalry and scouts along the way. Zhao Deyan won’t let me go easily. You should leave quickly. I’ll find a way to get back.” After receiving Yu Yan’s message via homing pigeon, Kai Xin breathed a sigh of relief. He took the time to reply before returning to the state of unity with his mount.
Maintaining this state required a great deal of internal energy. Even with the help of the “Jiuyang Divine Skill,” Kai Xin found it tough to sustain it. In less than two minutes, he consumed three small pills of Xiaohuandan, finally allowing his internal energy to slowly return to the life-and-death realm.
“Forcing the mount to move faster is equivalent to continuously activating the ‘Little Dragon Form’!”
But Kai Xin didn’t dare stop.
Zhao Deyan’s strength far exceeded his expectations. He thought he could escape unscathed from Zhu Yuyan’s grasp and that dealing with other masters of the demonic sects would be easier. But… the “Cangqiong Mielai Style” couldn’t pose any threat to Zhao Deyan at all.
“Apart from that strange soft armor, Zhao Deyan’s own strength isn’t easy to deal with either—a mythic master. I underestimated them a bit.”
As Kai Xin reflected on this, he also realized that his confidence had been overly high lately.
After all, killing Jin Jiuyin and Yin Shi in the Heavenly Demon Caves relied on the terrain and the advantages of the “Jiuyang Divine Skill.” Outside those conditions, success might not be so easy.
Although his sword skills had improved, his defensive abilities and lightness skills had also advanced, and he had even learned the “Ten Thousand Swords Style,” it was still not enough to narrow the gap with those at the mythic level.
Thinking of this, Kai Xin began to reassess his own strength and evaluate the difficulty of this mission…
“Zhao Deyan is not only a respected master of the demonic sect but also holds the position of advisor to the Mongol army… In other words, killing Zhao Deyan would earn me 2,000 points as a reward for defeating a renowned master of the demonic sect, plus 5,000 points equivalent to that of a general… a total of 7,000 points.”
In his past life, Kai Xin’s intuition might have only taken him this far. But after completing many missions, he had a rough understanding of the system’s rules. He knew the system wouldn’t let players exploit loopholes, so the settings were quite balanced…
The amount of combat experience awarded corresponded directly to each person’s strength. In other words, if Wanwan’s combat strength was 2,000 points, Zhao Deyan’s was as high as 7,000 points—second only to Kublai with 100,000 points, and Bi Xuan, Shi Zhixuan, and Yin Hou with 20,000 points each…

Kublai Khan was an emperor of his time. Though his own strength wasn’t particularly great—perhaps only at the level of a general—he was almost invincible when all the master martial artists and general-level experts were taken into account!
But Happy gained some clues after this attempt…
The generals of the Mongol army were all experts with 5,000 combat points. Their strength might not surpass that of people like Wanwan, but their danger level was certainly high.
“We need to warn everyone to be careful.”
Although the flank harassment missions triggered by players hadn’t started yet, those 5,000 combat points still made Happy wary. The Mongol generals were only 2,000 points weaker than Zhao Deyan—possibly right at the same level as Jin Jiuyin Shi—so they had to be guarded against…
…
On the huge screen in the underground base, Zhao Deyan tracked the signals sent by scouts for some time. Unfortunately, the flares kept getting farther away. After chasing for hours with no results other than the corpses of patrol cavalry and scouts, he was forced to give up as dawn approached, returning to the camp with a gloomy expression.
“…”
“Even Happy can’t deal with Zhao Deyan. It seems the system has indeed taken all unstable factors into account. Even without deploying the four top experts, the Mongol camp remains impregnable; not to mention the Central Plains, where there are countless martial artists. With millions of them backing up, no one in Mongolia would dare take on reconnaissance missions behind enemy lines.” The man took off his glasses from his nose and reminded the staff around him, “Even if someone continues to earn points behind enemy lines, it won’t cause any surprises in the final attack in 29 days… I think the first phase of on-site supervision can be declared over. What do you think?”
“…”
After a brief discussion, the staff nodded in agreement.
Receiving their response, the man in glasses sighed in relief:
“Since that’s the case, shut down the supervision system. Everyone, rest.”
Hearing this, the supervisor raised his hand expressionlessly and tapped his wristwatch:
Beep!
The image on the screen disappeared instantly, and the supervision system was turned off.
“Rimi, let’s go get coffee over there…”
“I only drink tea.”
A woman turned away calmly.
“As expected of Rimi—true taste. Come on, together.”
“…”
…
With the “Man-Horse Unity Technique” at his disposal, Happy wasn’t afraid of encountering experts like Zhao Deyan. After restoring his internal energy, he didn’t return to the camp right away. Since it was gradually getting light, he could see the direction of the camp in the distance, with patrol cavalry appearing more frequently.
There seemed no need to go back now!

And it would also waste a lot of time.
Although completing the task could earn over a thousand points, Happy didn’t want to miss the chance to intercept the Mongol cavalry here and test his ability to fight against a cavalry unit alone…
Clomp… Clomp!!
The passing patrol cavalry quickly noticed the man and horse speeding across the grassland and rushed toward them.
“People from the Central Plains!”
“Kill them!!”
Since they weren’t far from the camp, these patrol cavalry weren’t as timid as they had been during the day before. Instead of turning back, they sped even faster toward them.
The outcome was obvious—several patrol cavalry lay dead on the ground, becoming prey for eagles. For Happy, the only change was an increase of 50 points.
After dealing with the patrol cavalry, a deep, distant horn sound came from afar…
Boom! Boom!!!
The ground trembled slightly.
Without needing to ask, Happy knew that the Mongol cavalry had emerged from the camp—only unknown was their number.
Ten minutes later…
Happy’s face turned pale!
In the direction of the horizon, a thick black line was rapidly approaching. The earth shook violently as cavalry after cavalry surged forward in overwhelming numbers.
Without hesitation, he turned his horse around and fled.
Although Happy believed he was strong enough to face a squadron or even a battalion of cavalry, what was this compared to? At least tens of thousands of cavalry were coming from the horizon. No matter how skilled he was in “Changing the Stars,” the number of arrows he could shoot was limited.
With so many cavalry, even just half a round of arrow rain would likely leave him stranded on the grassland.
Happy fully realized just how insignificant one person’s strength was on the battlefield…
The “Man and Horse as One” technique was activated again, and Happy raced ahead like the wind!
After traveling dozens of miles, he saw that behind the vast grasslands, the cavalry scattered in various directions under the commands of their leaders. Happy’s eyes lit up:
An opportunity!