Steam Era: The Lord of 'Puluo' Chapter 1356 626: Elbow Mountain

As night fell, the Peddler waited at the Border Line with Lu Qianjiao and the Coachman with the Sea Eating Old Car.

Lu Qianjiao was a bit impatient: "Can Li Qi be trusted? Maybe he couldn't get it done and ran away?"

The Peddler adjusted the goods on the cart: "Running away is unlikely, but failing to get it done is very possible, the Boundary of the Three-Head Fork is truly too unique."

Lu Qianjiao said: "If this time's matter doesn't get done, can you still trust him in the future?"

"Why not trust him? Doesn't everyone have a slip-up sometimes?" The Peddler leaned on the cart and lit a cigarette, "Originally it wasn't him, but it ended up being him by accident, life and death are up to fate, the Nine Revolutions succeeded because of him, such a reliable Brother, why wouldn't I trust him."

"What do you mean not him, but ended up being him?" Lu Qianjiao didn't quite understand, "Haven't you had your eye on this person for a long time..."

As they spoke, two figures appeared in the night.

Li Qi dragged the Dark Bridge Cannon, everyone recognized his figure, but who was the person behind him?

Such a magnificent figure.

Such a handsome face.

"Zhao Xiaowan!" Lu Qianjiao shouted angrily, pulling out a Feather Arrow from behind and tossing it at Li Banfeng and Zhao Xiaowan.

The arrow split into two, then four, and by the time it was halfway, it had split into over a hundred.

Li Banfeng put the Dark Bridge Cannon aside, picked up his wife intending to dodge, but a shadow blocked in front, grabbed a bunch of arrows, snapped them single-handedly, and threw them on the ground.

Lu Qianjiao secretly laughed.

The least wise method to counter the arrow repair skill, is to directly confront the arrows, for the number of arrows is vast, their speed fast, and they multiply exponentially. Fighting the arrows directly, how long would you have to fight?

The remaining arrows continued replicating, Lu Qianjiao felt confident, but unexpectedly that person's hands were quicker, snapping the arrows faster than they replicated, in the blink of an eye, the ground was covered with broken arrowheads, the arrow repair skill had been neutralized, that person stood unscathed before Lu Qianjiao.

Who was this person?

Not only Lu Qianjiao didn't recognize them, but even Li Banfeng had to take a good look for quite some time.

The person was a woman with her hair tied, wearing armor, holding a Long Spear in her right hand, and playing with several arrowheads in her left.

Lu Qianjiao reached out her hand, another Feather Arrow appeared in her palm, before she could throw it, the woman opposite suddenly vanished.

When she reappeared, a Long Spear was pointed at Lu Qianjiao's chest.

Lu Qianjiao looked at the woman's face, she still couldn't recognize her, the face was too unusual.

But seeing the footsteps and spear technique, Lu Qianjiao recognized her: "Hong Ying, you wench!"

Seeing Hong Ying's appearance, Lu Qianjiao didn't much mind, after all, it was a critical moment between life and death.

The Peddler kept pursing his lips intensely, his chin trembling intermittently.

The Coachman didn't pay much attention to these two people, he kept touching the shafts and the wagon, seemingly whispering secrets with the Old Car.

Hong Ying looked at the Feather Arrow in Lu Qianjiao's hand, lightly moved her Long Spear, and asked: "Are you thinking of throwing that arrow?"

The arrow rod wandered between her fingers, Lu Qianjiao indeed had that intention.

Hong Ying slightly nodded: "Throw it, don't hesitate, I remember you're pretty quick on the draw."

Lu Qianjiao's fingertips twitched, Hong Ying remained calm, her Long Spear constantly aiming at Lu Qianjiao's face: "Throw it, I haven't seen your arrow play in ages."

The Peddler shouted: "Qianjiao, put the arrow down."

After speaking, the Peddler looked at Li Banfeng.

Li Banfeng shouted: "Ying Ying, come back."

Hong Ying returned to Li Banfeng's side.

After a long silence, the Coachman was the first to speak: "I say, you're all gathering with such effort just to fight this war? If it's really for war, I won't be joining in; I'm leaving now!"

Hong Ying glanced at the Coachman and suddenly exclaimed: "I was wondering who it was, isn't this Che Wushang? You're still alive?"

The wife chuckled: "Of course he's alive, with so many people on the battlefield, who could outlive him?"

Hong Ying nodded: "Exactly, back then the Madman Craftsman was blind, making him a vanguard; he fought me three times, retreated over three hundred miles, even the Madman Craftsman himself couldn't catch him."

After a brief silence, Lu Qianjiao couldn't hold it in, and was the first to laugh: "At that time, I thought he was drawing the enemy in for us to encircle, but I led the Cavalry, and couldn't catch up with his Infantry, completely clueless on where to find him."

Hong Ying laughed: "I sent Cavalry after him too, and didn't catch him either, people say an incompetent general exhausts his troops, this lot indeed had the right leader, each could run faster than the last."

In Qingshui Gully, laughter continued.

Li Banfeng didn't laugh because he didn't experience past wars.

The Coachman didn't laugh either: "I say, are you here for business or reminiscing? If you keep on with these old stories, I won't stay, I'd rather return to Medicine King Valley to earn a living!"

With this laughter, the atmosphere eased somewhat, the Peddler said to Zhao Xiaowan and Hong Ying: "Today we're in business, let's not bring up past grudges, I originally planned for Qianjiao to guard the entrance; but since both of you are here, I'll leave it to you,

Qianjiao, follow Li Qi and escort Che Wushang up Elbow Mountain!"

Li Banfeng looked at his wife, she opened the Dark Bridge Cannon, aimed in the right direction, and fired the first shot.

The shot was successful, the enormous shadow covered the entire boundary, but some issues arose with the subsequent control, the Dark Bridge hadn't fully stabilized, lasting less than ten seconds before vanishing.

Lu Qianjiao snorted: "General Zhao, you're not trying to trick us with this contraption, are you?"

Zhao Xiaowan scoffed: "Tricking you would be fitting, but I wouldn't bear to trick my husband."