Chapter 887 Shadow Assassination

"Assassin, come, catch the assassin, someone has been assassinated."

"Assassin, I have an assassin here too...ah...be careful...assassin...assassin is...in the shadow..."

"Be on guard, everyone be on guard, the assassins haven't gone far, they are lurking in the shadows, ah...this is a group of shadow assassins...they are hiding in the shadows around...ah...please Master...Master, save me!"

"How dare the scoundrels do evil...ah..."

"No running around, no one is allowed to run around, stay alert...anyone who dares to break into other tents will be killed without mercy...ah..."

"Defend the camp entrance , don't let those out-of-control slaves get close, those shadow assassins are trying to disrupt the situation, artificially create camp roars, shoot arrows...ah..."

"The centurion is dead, the centurion is dead, we can't hold on, those who don't want to die, run...ah..."

"Don't panic, don't be chaotic, whoever spreads rumors will be killed without mercy! Guard the camp entrance...ah...despicable assassins..."

Before these Tukan chiefs left Yamen Khan's tent, a huge commotion came from outside, it was shouting and screaming, and the situation that Tukan's army had just stabilized fell into turmoil again.

This turmoil started from the outer slave barracks. The ubiquitous bloody assassinations directly frightened these slave soldiers who had not yet recovered from the previous defeat. One by one, they ran towards the location of the main camp involuntarily, trying to find a sense of security from those Tukan people.

Those who tried to turn the tide and intercept the panicked slave soldiers often became the priority targets of those assassins hiding in the shadows.

These assassins have reached a terrifying level of control over the shadows. They can silently penetrate into the target's shadow, then jump out and tear the victim's throat with a poisonous blade. Before others can react, they silently escape into the shadows and disappear without a trace.

Only the victim is left there, helplessly covering his neck and coughing blood. The previous command has become completely helpless.

They have become the best warning signs, warning the slave soldiers not to try to make meaningless commands. Doing so will only make themselves die faster. Running away or hiding among the crowd is the best way to save their lives.

Under the guidance of the cruel assassination methods of the shadow assassins, the panicked slave soldiers rushed to the Tukan camp like a tide. Anyone who dared to stop them from escaping would be their enemy, including the cruel masters Tukan people. This is a standard howling camp.

Panic and fear occupied their brains, and they could no longer think normally. They only had one thought now, which was to stay away from the shadows and death that were everywhere. Little did they know that their fear and panic had further exacerbated the turmoil, causing greater panic and death.

The Tukan officers tried to organize people and suppress the riots with bloody means, but they ended up following the footsteps of the slave soldiers' commanders. The shadow assassins that were everywhere directly sent sharp blades and poison into their bodies.

In this chaotic situation, once these low-level commanders were assassinated, the result would be disastrous. When the Tukan soldiers were at a loss, the rioting slave soldiers rushed in and dragged them into the turmoil.

For ordinary soldiers, these assassins who had the ability to travel through the shadows were too threatening. They had no idea where the enemy came from and how many were lurking in the dark.

Even if they knew that the enemy was attacking from the shadows, they were powerless because shadows were everywhere - their own, the livestock's, the tents'...

Every time they saw a slightly distorted shadow, they were terrified, increasing their fear and panic.

The situation was slightly better until the killing lamas and shamans began to intervene.

The killing Vajra who killed the lamas were spirits. After leaving the body, they could detect the enemies lurking in the shadows.

The shamans sensed the breath of the shadow assassins and locked their positions.

The shadow assassins obviously knew their threat and hid far away from them from the beginning, just secretly controlling the panicked crowd to attack them.

As for the method of control, it was very simple, that is, to use bloody assassination to tell them that this road is blocked and go find other ways.

The shadow assassins were obviously proficient in cooperation and had a private communication method, using a series of tactics such as surrounding three and missing one, using the force to fight the force to the extreme.

By the time Yamen Khan got the news and rushed out of the meeting tent, the whole army had become a mess.

Yamen Khan, who turned into a killing whirlwind, soared into the sky. He did not go looking for trouble with those shadow assassins, but directly jumped to the sky above the most turbulent place at a terrifying speed, gritting his teeth and said: "A bunch of idiots, don't you see whose army this is? How dare you cause trouble here? Get out of here."

The overwhelming killing power surged wildly, instantly dyeing everything around blood red. A group of strange creatures were forced out of invisibility by him.

Sticky gray cortex, exposed brain-like shape, dancing tentacles, golden eyeballs and sharp teeth.

What else could they be but horror demons?

And they were high-level horror demons with a body size of more than two meters.

Obviously, this camp roar was not just the credit of those shadow assassins, but also the masters who were good at creating fear.

In other words, behind many camp roars, it is very likely that these monsters are causing trouble, but most people have no way of discovering them when they are invisible, so the reason is simply attributed to fear.

These high-level horror demons were probably not summoned artificially, but were generated by Tukan's army on their own.

Highly dense formations and huge numbers of people, successive setbacks, long-term low morale, heavy casualties in the Assen Lake sniper battle, confusion and fear about the future, etc.

The combination of this series of conditions is the best breeding ground for the birth of these alien monsters.

Those shadow assassins just took the opportunity to maximize their effects.

Whether it was a coincidence or intentional, that is not known.

The terrifying demons were forced out of hiding, their sticky gray skin bulged high, all their big mouths opened at the same time, and they let out sharp howls that were not like human voices.

The already turbulent situation below became even more turbulent. Both those who saw the terrifying figures and the slave soldiers who heard their screams fell into a state of extreme fear, as if they were crazy. He launched indiscriminate attacks on the people around him, trying to create greater commotion and panic.

The Terror Demons are born from fear. Everything they do is to create greater fear. They possess the aura and ferocious ability similar to that of a giant dragon. All those who witness the Terror Demons will fail their Will save. You will fall into uncontrollable panic.

Their sound is a special attack method, just like the sound effects in horror movies, which will further amplify the power of fear, especially when the two abilities cooperate with each other.

Everyone hears the voice of the Terror Demon differently, because this voice will be combined with the voice that is the most fearful in the heart of the person who hears it.

If the listener is most afraid of the sound of scratching glass, then what he hears must be the sound of sharp claws scratching glass that is amplified to the extreme. It penetrates directly into the soul and can be heard even if the deaf ear is poked.

If the listener hears the dark and twisted sneer of the woman he fears the most, he will definitely get what he wants.

If the listener is most afraid of the sounds of ghosts, then they will follow them like shadows.

The large amount of fear generated in this process became the most delicious food for these horror demons and became their strength. Their bodies began to expand like blowing up balloons.

"You are looking for death." Yamen Khan was completely enraged. These horror demons actually used the fear of his army as food in front of him. This simply did not put him, the son of the murderous god, at risk. In eyes.

The furious Yamen Khan did not even control the Soul of Slaughter, and directly waved the Tukan scimitar and rushed towards the nearest high-level horror demon.

puff!

The high-level Terror Demon with an astonishing size was easily chopped into two pieces like a rotten tree under Yamen Khan's slashes, and died on the spot.

The corpse turned into two parts and fell towards the ground. There was a loud sound when it landed.

I have to marvel again at the wonder of creation in the multiverse.

The Terror Demon, a strange creature born out of fearful emotions, actually possesses a physical body. After death, it does not turn into nothingness again, but retains its substantial body.

"The monster is dead. This monster is dead. He was killed by Tian Khan. He is just a monster with substance. Everyone has to panic. Please follow me and pray to Tian Khan. He will protect us."

"Those who dare to continue spreading panic will face this."

"The Khan of Heaven is invincible, the Khan of Heaven is invincible."

"The Khan of Heaven is mighty."

I don’t know if this high-level horror demon was killed on the spot and woke up those who were controlling it?

It was Yamen Khan's violent methods that aroused the fear of him in their hearts, thereby suppressing another fear.

Many people who were originally panicked actually regained some of their sanity and no longer dared to run wildly. Instead, they knelt on the ground and shivered.

Yamen Khan attacked the remaining Terror Demons without any pause, and soon all the Terror Demons in sight were killed. There were a total of four high-level Terror Demons and six newly born Terror Demons. magic.

Wherever he passed, everyone only dared to prostrate themselves on the ground, trembling, and did not dare to cause the slightest disturbance.

Because he is a more terrifying existence than those monsters. Previously, they were controlled by those monsters and temporarily forgot their fear of him. Now this fear dominates everything.

The killing whirlwind brought by Yamen Khan was dancing crazily in the sky above Tukan's army. He stared at everything around him with piercing eyes, as if he wanted to find out the assassins dormant in the shadows.

But unfortunately, during the time he wasted killing those horror demons, all the shadow assassins disappeared, as if they did not exist before.

"A group of despicable people only dare to play this kind of conspiracy." Yamen Khan said angrily, "If you dare to do this, you must pay the price to me. This blood debt is not caused by me, but will be calculated on you." "Here comes someone. Drag out everyone in this town and kill them on the spot. This is the consequence of their confrontation with us."

Yamen Khan did not give up and directly vented his endless anger on the villagers of Shuangxing Town.

There is no way to guess where these shadow assassins come from.

It was most likely an advance force sent by the Faerun coalition in order to create chaos for them, delay their westward march, and buy time for their own landing.

It is also possible that the secret forces of the Kingdom of Sesk are causing trouble for him. On this land, there is a religious organization called the Shadow Master Guild, which is a believer of the thief god Marcus. This organization is rich in shadow assassins, and they are unwilling to let this land fall into the hands of the Tukan people.

It is also possible that the Leatherman people are lingering and biting them to death. Those Leatherman witches are not good at using shadow power, but the young commander who supports them has the power of undead shadows in his hands. This power is very similar to the shadow power and is inseparable.

"No, I don't want to die, mom, dad, I don't want to die."

"You bunch of liars, you bunch of outright liars, you said that as long as we give up resistance, you will spare our lives."

"I curse you, I curse you to die badly, I curse you all to die on this land and never return to your hometown."

The villagers of Shuangxing Town who were pushed out by the Tukan people cried loudly for mercy and shouted and cursed.

Neither Yamen Khan nor the Tukans were moved. Their expressions showed bloodthirstiness, cruelty and mockery, as if mocking them for believing in the wolf pack's promise.

Wolves will never give up eating meat, this is their nature.

Especially just now, they were thrown into a panic by a group of enemies hiding in the dark and a few monsters. This is a very shameful thing.

This shame must be washed away with blood.

"Kill!"

With a command from Yamen Khan.

The Tukans raised their grassland scimitars high, and under the sunlight that had just appeared, they fell like snow chains.

One by one, heads filled with endless fear and unwillingness soared into the sky, and the blood spurting out of their necks was like small pillars, with a strange and sad beauty in the blood.

Yamen Khan, who was watching all this coldly in the air, waved his hand, and these blood pillars, along with the souls in the corpses, were forcibly taken out of the body, floated into the air, and turned into a drizzle, falling on the Tukans and slave soldiers.

After these blood rains fell on them, they directly merged into their bodies. The fear in their eyes was completely disappearing, replaced by endless anger and bloodthirstiness.

Yamen Khan ordered the massacre of the city, not just to vent his anger, but also to carry out killing and sacrifice, using this method to completely eliminate the fear of those soldiers and prevent the birth of new horror demons.

Replacing with another emotion is the most convenient.

After all this was done, Yamen Khan said loudly: "We have overcome the biggest difficulty of this westward advance. Next, there will be endless plains and countless cities full of wealth waiting for us.

We are wolves from the prairie, and they are just a group of weak lambs who can only let us share the food.

All the cities captured along the way will not be closed, and I will not take a penny of the seized wealth. All belong to the capturer.

I will bless you as the Khan of Heaven, and you will be invincible and victorious!"

"Invincible, invincible!"

"Invincible, invincible!"

"Invincible, invincible!"

The Tukan people howled with extreme excitement.

This is a typical combination of kindness and force, with magic means and wealth stimulation, and the effect is as good as ever.

Although Yamen Khan was cruel and ruthless, he always kept his word, especially when it came to wealth. He was extremely generous. If he said he would not take a penny, he would definitely not leave a single penny for himself.

"Organize the army, and march out at sunrise." After giving the order, Yamen Khan flew north at high speed with a killing whirlwind.

Because there were continuous eagle cries and whistles there, indicating that the Tukan Eagle Knight had discovered something in that direction, he instinctively felt that this was the same thing as the attack this time, and decided to go over and check the situation in person.

Yamen Khan had just left Shuangxing Town for a few kilometers when he ran into a group of Tukan Eagle Knights and asked them directly, "What did you find?"

"Reporting to Tian Khan." The leading Tukan Eagle Knight answered concisely, "Ten kilometers to the north, we found a brand new hard stone road, newly paved, and the chariot corps that had sniped us on the lake just drove past."

"They are so bold that they dared to infiltrate under the noses of my army. In this way, the previous shadow assassination was also done by them to cover their troops and prevent us from sending troops to intercept them." Yamen Khan immediately sorted out the cause and effect.

He directly left the Tukan Eagle Knight behind and flew to the north. He soon found a brand new road, which was an oiled tar road. It was not very wide, only about four meters, and could barely accommodate the enemy's building-type chariots to pass quickly on it.

We chased them madly along this road. Within five kilometers, we saw a huge convoy, which was much larger than ordinary convoys in terms of both the size of animals and vehicles, advancing madly along the newly created roads. The speed was not much slower than that of the galloping war horses. (End of this chapter)