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Just then, a soldier disguised as a soldier suddenly turned around, as if sensing something. He shouted, "Who's there? Come out!"
Bei Lin'er felt a sudden tightness in her heart, quickly drew her sword, and rushed out in a flash. Peng Yizhi and the other team members quickly followed, and the battle was about to begin.
"Good, they're here!" Bei Lin'er shouted, wielding her sword like a swift and fierce wind against the enemy.
"Is it the remnants of that Later Yan dog emperor? Men, take them down together!"
The soldier disguised as Northern Yan raised his sword to meet the enemy, and the two swords clashed, emitting a crisp metallic sound. Bei Lin'er's swordsmanship was swift and sharp, with each strike hitting the vital points.
"Be careful, they are not simple!" Peng Yizhi shouted as he fought with another soldier disguised as Northern Yan. His swordsmanship was like a violent storm, with each strike full of power.
The battle grew more intense, with both sides evenly matched and unable to determine a clear winner.
"Sister, these guys are skilled!" Chen shouted as he parried, his movements agile and his sword constantly aimed at the enemy's weaknesses.
"They must have ulterior motives, we must not take it lightly!" Bei Lin'er responded, her sword tip like a spirit snake emerging from its hole, incredibly precise.
Suddenly, one of the disguised soldiers made a strange move, aiming directly for Bei Lin'er's throat. Bei Lin'er reacted instantly, dodging narrowly and narrowly.
"This move is not bad, but it's still not enough to take my life!" Bei Lin'er sneered, then used a move called "Phantom Sword Dance," with the sword light appearing dreamlike and illusory, enveloping the enemy.
Peng Yizhi also refused to show weakness, using his ultimate move "Unrivaled in the Heavens." His swordsmanship became even more wild, with each strike carrying earth-shattering power.
Chen and Li Lei cooperate seamlessly, attacking the enemy from the front and back. Li Lei's swordsmanship is steady and powerful, while Chen is agile and versatile, making their cooperation perfect.
As the battle continues, Bei Lin'er and his group gradually gain the upper hand. Despite the large number of soldiers in disguise, their superb swordsmanship is proving to be insufficient in the face of the enemy.
"Fall back, retreat quickly!" shouted a soldier in disguise, as they began to withdraw, attempting to escape the battlefield.
"Don't let them escape!" Bei Lin'er shouted, leading her team in hot pursuit. She knew in her heart that there must be a bigger conspiracy behind these disguised soldiers.
In the intense pursuit, they finally cornered the disguised soldiers. At that moment, her sword pointed at the leader of the soldiers, her eyes filled with coldness:
"Speak, who sent you? What is your purpose?"
The soldier's face showed fear, apparently knowing that there was no way to escape. He gritted his teeth and finally spoke:
"We... we... we are from Northern Liang. Our purpose is to disrupt Later Yan and prepare for the attack of our Northern Liang..."
Bei Lin'er listened and a cold light flashed in her eyes.
"Northern Liang..." Bei Lin'er said in a low voice, "Who are you trying to deceive? You clearly look like a Han Chinese. You are from the Later Tang dynasty, aren't you?"
The soldier was surprised to find out that the woman could recognize and expose him. He then asked, "Miss, although your face is covered with a white veil, it is clear that you are not a Han Chinese. How did you distinguish that we are from the Later Tang?"
After hearing this, Bei Lin'er thought it was not appropriate to reveal her identity as the Princess of Northern Yan in front of the Wei Yi Ge at the moment. Firstly, she was not sure if the Wei Yi Ge would allow her to continue staying there, and secondly, she did not want to burden the Wei Yi Ge or get involved in the disputes between countries.
She then spoke up, "I heard that there was a war between Later Tang and Later Yan a year ago, and I guessed that your group disguised themselves as Later Yan soldiers because of it."
Bei Lin'er's words made the imposter soldier's face instantly turn pale. In his eyes, one could see a mixture of fear and hesitation. He knew that the people in front of him were not to be trifled with; they had seen through his scheme.
"Alright, I admit it, we are from the Later Tang." The soldier finally spoke, his voice tinged with resignation. "We were indeed sent by His Majesty to disrupt the harmony between the remnants of Later Yan and the tribes of the Xiongnu, all for the benefit of Later Tang."
Bei Lin'er's eyes instantly turned cold, a flame of anger surging in her heart. Later Tang, this name meant the destruction of her family and the tragedy of her loved ones.
"Tell me, what is your true purpose? And where is the emperor of Later Yan?" Bei Lin'er's voice was filled with a commanding tone.
The soldier hesitated for a moment, seemingly weighing how much to say, and finally lowered his head with a sigh. "We are just pawns, we don't really know the true plan. As for the emperor of Later Yan, we have not found his whereabouts yet."
Bei Lin'er's brows furrowed. She knew that this soldier might not be aware of all the information, but it was enough to prove the ambition of Bei Tang and their hostility towards Later Yan.
She turned around and said to Peng Yizhi and the other members of the team, "We must find my father immediately and stop the conspiracy of Bei Tang."
As time passed, Bei Lin'er led the team in searching for her father's whereabouts in various places. They visited every corner of the Murong tribe, asking anyone who might have information. However, no matter how hard they searched, they could not find any trace of Yan Wuheng. Each failure felt like a heavy blow to Bei Lin'er's heart, but she did not give up hope.
In an ancient square of the Murong tribe, Bei Lin'er stood quietly, her eyes gazing into the distance as if contemplating the next plan. Peng Yizhi and the other members of the team surrounded her, their eyes filled with worry and unease.
"Sister Bei Lin'er, your father wouldn't have..." a team member hesitated, his voice filled with deep concern.
Another senior brother, Benevolent Pavilion, immediately interrupted him, his voice firm and full of confidence: "Bah, you're speaking inauspicious words. No news is good news. It means Bei Lin'er's father is hiding well and hasn't been discovered by the soldiers of Later Tang."
Bei Lin'er turned around and looked deeply at them, his eyes shining with gratitude and strength. "Thank you, I believe my father is still waiting for us somewhere. We can't give up."
After this speech, the atmosphere within the team slightly eased, but still remained filled with unknowns and uncertainties. They took a brief rest in the square before continuing on their journey to find Yan Wuren.
In the following days, they traveled through mountains, rivers, and visited many remote villages and hidden places. In a secluded cave, they discovered some familiar items, reigniting hope in Bei Lin'er's heart.
Whenever night falls, they gather around the campfire, sharing their stories and feelings. On these nights, Peng Yizhi always silently watches Bei Lin'er, his eyes filled with support and encouragement.
One cold night, Bei Lin'er walks alone to a high place, gazing at the starry sky lost in thought. Her heart is filled with longing for her father and uncertainty about the future. Peng Yizhi quietly walks up to her and softly says, "No matter what, we will be with you until we find your father."
Bei Lin'er turned around and smiled at him, saying, "Thank you, Peng Yizhi. With you guys here, I feel very at ease."
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