Chapter 874: Heavy Chain Crossbows

In the Mongol logistics camp, where provisions were stored, located in the center of the camp, there were over twenty huge yurts, housing at least two thousand heavily armed soldiers. All of them were fully equipped, staring intently at the open space ahead…
Around them was an open area about a hundred meters long, already muddy from being trampled by countless people. Dozens of cavalry units patrolled densely around it.
Just then, a patrol of cavalry passed by near the eastern yurts. From behind the gap between two yurts, a head cautiously poked out…
Then another!
And another!
Kai Xin, Kou Zhong, and Xu Ziling.
“The defenses are quite strict.”
“Mm, with so many people guarding tightly, it’s hard to succeed.”
Hearing Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling’s words, Kai Xin couldn’t help but frown. What they said was true—although the distance from there to the yurts storing the provisions was only about a hundred meters, there were well over five hundred cavalry on patrol, capable of arriving quickly to reinforce.
Among the two thousand soldiers surrounding the provisions, there were many hundred-man and thousand-man leaders, even lower-ranking officers, acting like an insurmountable barrier in front of the three of them…
Kai Xin’s “Jiuyang Divine Skill” had a maximum coverage range of only a hundred meters. After observing carefully, he suddenly noticed a patrol approaching nearby and quickly pulled the two others back behind the yurts to hide.
Thud! Thud-thud-thud!
Neat and rapid footsteps approached, followed by more groups of cavalry patrolling back and forth, much faster than before. There was also some murmuring in Mongolian that Kai Xin couldn’t understand clearly. But thanks to the sensitivity of his “Jiuyang Divine Skill,” he sensed that the atmosphere in the logistics camp had changed—seemingly, all the soldiers in the camp suddenly became tense, searching everywhere.
“What’s going on?”
Startled, Kai Xin turned around and saw Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling wearing bitter, helpless smiles. Kou Zhong shrugged, spreading his hands: “It seems we’ve been discovered.”
“It’s the horses we stole—they don’t belong to this camp… The Mongols are too alert.” The two of them spoke back and forth, dousing Kai Xin in cold water.
Taking a deep breath, Kai Xin’s heart cooled down significantly, but he quickly regained his composure, his gaze sharpening suddenly. “Since we’ve been discovered, let’s not care anymore. We must stay hidden—things are getting more dangerous! Young Master Ling, Young Master Zhong, do you dare to storm in with me?”

“Damn it! If I, the young marshal, and Ling Shao were afraid, that would be it.” Kou Zhong made a turtle gesture with his hand, then smiled at Ling Shao and Kai Xin. He quickly drew Jing Zhongyue and rushed out from behind the yurt!
“Haha! Ling Shao, Kai Xin, let’s see who gets to the supplies first…” As long as Kou Zhong stayed silent, it was fine, but once he spoke, the entire camp erupted into chaos!
“That Kou Zhong!” “He’s being too reckless! This guy!” Kai Xin and Ling Shao, who were following behind, were shocked. Without hesitation, they rushed out from behind the yurt as well—after leaving the army, Kou Zhong seemed to have reverted to his former self from the days of the Yangzhou Twin Dragons, shedding all traces of military dignity and regaining a more rugged demeanor.
Startled by Kou Zhong’s actions, the entire camp immediately became chaotic. Patrol cavalry from all directions swarmed over, quickly encircling them.
However, given Kou Zhong’s strength, since he dared to show himself openly, he surely wasn’t afraid of these mere soldiers. As soon as Jing Zhongyue appeared, a familiar aura of brutal combat emanated from him.
Wherever his sword struck, brilliant and tragic drops of blood splattered from the wounds of the Mongol cavalry, gathering above the path of destruction he carved through the enemy ranks, forming a terrifying corridor.
It wasn’t the Eight Techniques of Jing Zhongyue—those were Kou Zhong’s ultimate moves for dealing with experts. This sword technique was fierce and relentless, clearly Kou Zhong’s famous combat style from the battlefield: the Ten Styles of Blood Battle!!
Kai Xin had originally planned to fight alongside Kou Zhong, but before he could move, Xu Ziling reminded him:
“Brother Kai Xin! Don’t forget the purpose of this mission!” With that, Xu Ziling rushed after Kou Zhong, diving into the enemy ranks.
Boom!
It was like a thunderclap striking his mind, sending Kai Xin shivering.
That’s right.
There were ten thousand fierce Mongol cavalry here. If he got distracted by the immediate victories and engaged in prolonged battles with the Mongol army, even if he fought until nightfall, he might not be able to defeat them all. Worse, it could even delay his mission.
Now that Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling were clearing the way, why not use this opportunity to rest and regroup, then rush to the supply depot as fast as possible to destroy it?
“Thank you, Ling Shao, for the reminder.”
As he thought this, Kai Xin closely followed Xu Ziling, using the path of destruction carved by Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling to quickly approach the Mongol yurts in the center of the camp.
Xu Ziling’s arms transformed into countless jade hands that appeared in the air, effortlessly deflecting the attacks from the Mongol cavalry all around before slashing them down.
One precise strike at a time.
Although someone was clearing the way for him, Kai Xin still wasn’t going to sit idle…

With the Dragon Slaying Sword in hand, whenever anyone dared to approach, he would without hesitation swing the sword in a single strike. With Kou Zhong’s “Ten Blood Battle Forms” to imitate, each strike could take the lives of several Mongol warriors. The three of them worked together to force their way through the dense encirclement, creating a bloody path as they stepped over hundreds of Mongol corpses, rapidly approaching the Mongol tents where the provisions were stored. “Is it that easy?” As they got closer to the tents—now less than thirty meters away—a sense of absurd doubt flashed through Kai Xin’s mind. This was a task at the battalion commander level! The reward for completing it was as high as 50,000 points!! With Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling’s help, completing the task so easily seemed a bit too smooth, didn’t it? That thought flashed through Kai Xin’s mind. Just then! Kai Xin suddenly realized that the 2,000 troops guarding the provisions had suddenly come to life, silently pushing out crossbow carts one after another, which made his pupils widen in shock. “Damn!!” “Chain crossbow carts!!” “Young Master Zhong, Young Master Ling, be careful!!” At the same time, hundreds of Mongol guards raised their bows and quickly drew arrows. Hundreds of strong bows curved like full moons, aiming at them… “Fire!!” The Mongol warriors around them quickly retreated. A rain of arrows and chain crossbow bolts instantly blocked off all three of their escape routes. Even Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling, with their extensive experience, were shocked to see the Mongol guards bring out such heavy weapons as chain crossbow carts against them. Whoosh… Bang! Bang!!! From close range, the arrows rushed toward them in an instant. But what shocked the three of them the most wasn’t the rain of arrows, but those dozens of huge crossbow bolts that blocked off large areas, leaving no room to dodge.