Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

I'll take revenge with my senior sister, no matter what the outcome is, good or bad.

Upon hearing this, Hong Miao paused her hand that was gently stroking the scabbard, and turned to meet Xi Heng's gaze.

What struck her as odd was that the other person's eyes didn't seem to be lying.

"Really?" The senior sister tried to confirm again.

"really."

"..."

Hong Miao's eyes flickered slightly.

In her mind, Xi Heng didn't seem like the kind of person who would say such a thing.

This junior sister Xi Heng always had a certain indescribable indifference in her eyes when dealing with anyone.

She thought... the other party probably didn't have any genuine feelings.

But in reality, it seems that this is not the case.

When Xi Heng said the words "to live and die together," he was serious...

This strange sense of contradiction troubled Hong Miao; she shouldn't have such a bad eye for people.

Was I mistaken? Or is it that my junior sister cannot be judged by common sense?

"It's probably the latter," Hong Miao thought to herself.

She and Xi Heng gazed at each other for a long time, and finally sighed softly.

"Junior sister, you are really strange."

"Really?" Xi Heng felt that he was just a normal person who had experienced a lot.

She wasn't mentally unstable like a mental patient, nor did she have any strange psychological quirks.

“I have met many eccentric people, but none of them can compare to you.”

"That's a huge exaggeration."

Xi Heng wanted to retort, saying that she was not a weirdo.

But the senior sister didn't say anything more. She stood up, supported by the cushion under her seat, hung the sword coated with layers of poison behind her, and walked steadily past Xi Heng before leaving the room.

"The Tianliang army will attack the city soon. You and I should go outside the city and wait for the right opportunity to act."

“Okay.” Xi Heng naturally followed.

Compared to Senior Sister Hongmiao's meticulous preparations before the battle, she remained as casual as ever.

"Be careful," Hongmiao couldn't help but remind her, seeing her like this.

"Senior sister, you don't need to worry about me," Xi Heng chuckled.

The two men, each with a sword, went against the flow of people still fleeing in panic on the street.

……

Chapter 54, Hidden Sword Shadows

Under the dense, dark clouds, as night slowly approached, the sky grew increasingly gloomy.

Tonight there is no moon or light, and fine snow keeps falling.

Beyond the thick city walls, within the Tianliang military camp, clusters of bonfires roared to life, their surging light illuminating the earth covered by a layer of fine snow. The towering flames flickered in the cold wind of the snowy night.

Piles of fire shot into the sky, faintly tinging the dark clouds with orange-yellow.

Groups of Tianliang rebels, dressed in simple, thin clothes and carrying rather crude weapons, crowded around clusters of fires. They even had very few tents for marching, which offered little protection from the wind and snow.

Therefore, the Tianliang army outside could not afford to waste time with the city's soldiers during this winter, nor could they wait for other major cities of the Great Zhao to send troops to aid Jinshi; they had to attack the city as soon as possible.

The sturdy siege ladders have been tied up, and tonight is the night to attack the city.

The heavy drumbeats caused the countless soldiers who had been resting on the ground for a long time to slowly stand up, each holding a spear, a broadsword, or a farming pitchfork and hoe, and gather together.

Although the weapons and equipment of the Tianliang army were mostly rudimentary, they inexplicably maintained a certain order. When the troops moved, there was no chaos. The spearmen, broadswordmen, and wooden shieldmen were arranged in rows, clearly indicating that they had all been trained.

At this moment, Xi Heng and his senior sister had already reached the rear of the Tianliang Army, in a small grove not far from the elite troops' camp.

The night was very dark, and people in this chaotic world often suffer from night blindness due to malnutrition. It was already considered good if they could see clearly for ten meters in the middle of the night, let alone notice the two women hiding in the bushes.

Even though there were many guards patrolling around the military camp with torches and lanterns, it was extremely difficult to spot them.

"Senior Sister, Tianliang has already mobilized its troops. The person we are supposed to assassinate may have already gone to the front lines to participate in the siege. Should we still lie in wait here? Or should we kill him when he returns from the siege and is packing up his camp?"

Xi Heng now realized that being an assassin wasn't as interesting as he had imagined.

Because during an assassination, the most common thing an assassin does is not beheading people, nor does it involve devising extremely meticulous plans to lead the enemy step by step into a deadly situation through conspiracy.

Instead, we wait.

The crudest, simplest, and most effective method is to wait patiently until the opportunity arises.

If the opportunity never comes, just keep waiting.

However, Xi Heng's impatient nature made it difficult for him to remain still.

“Liang Mangchen is a coward who fears death, and as the person in charge of military logistics, he will inevitably stay in the rear during such a major battle… He is either discussing military matters in Fang Tiande's camp or in the Green Standard Army camp at the front, responsible for guarding logistics,” Hong Miaoping said in a flat voice.

"However, even if he is currently in the main camp, he will return sooner or later. We just need to wait."

The more tense the situation, the calmer Senior Sister Hongmiao would become.

By the light of the fire in the camp ahead, Xi Heng saw many elite soldiers wearing layers of paper armor and carrying standard-issue broadswords, forming ranks and jogging towards the front line.

After waiting for another ten minutes or so, more and more soldiers left the area.

Even so, several hundred guards and patrols remained lingering.

The camp had provisions, so it was relatively well-guarded, and a number of elite troops were stationed there.

Furthermore, according to Senior Sister Hongmiao, the Tianliang Army and the Huangmei Mountain Army have long been in contact, and high-ranking generals are often accompanied by one or two martial arts masters as bodyguards.

As for the so-called Liang Mangchen, he was already a master of internal strength several years ago, and he may have already reached the pinnacle of internal strength by now.

If the assassination attempt had not been carried out at a sufficiently opportune moment, acting hastily could have resulted in immediate loss of life.

……

The cold wind howled incessantly in my ears, the snow was getting heavier, the cold wind rustled the surrounding leaves, and it also blew past the torches and bonfires in the camp, the flames flickering and swaying, seemingly about to go out.

As the troops left the camp one after another, the campfires went out one by one, and gradually, only the large tents remained, still emitting a relatively large light source.

From a distance, they look like rows of dim lanterns hanging together.

The torches carried by the patrolling soldiers were difficult to light due to the cold wind, and even the lanterns they carried swayed constantly.

Seeing that the people's field of vision was shrinking, Xi Heng suggested softly, "Why don't we slowly assassinate these patrolling soldiers first?"

“Don’t alert the enemy. We’re here today to assassinate them in the chaos, not to attack their camp,” Hong Miao retorted.

"As long as no one finds out, it's fine."

Xi Heng pouted.

"The sudden decrease in patrolmen is bound to be noticed."

Hongmiao explained helplessly, feeling more and more that this junior sister was far too straightforward.

"Oh……"

From the direction of the distant city wall, where the Tianliang army was gathered, the rough and unpolished sound of wheels rolling could be heard, creaking and groaning.

Heavy war drums resounded, and from the city walls came the distant shouts of the defending soldiers, as if they were ordering the drawing of bows and the release of arrows.

Xi Heng was quite eager to witness the siege firsthand, but the assassination attempt at hand was more important than simply enjoying the scenery.

More and more fires lit up the battlefield, and the clattering of catapults being fired sounded like the heavy notes of a piano.

The hurled boulders crashed into the city walls or ramparts, creating a tremendous bang.

Amidst the deafening roar, one could faintly hear someone shouting the words "fire arrows!"

The order was relayed far and wide by others, each sound like an echo.

The raging fire grew larger and larger, and at the same time, people's screams and cries of pain began to pile up amidst the noise.

The sounds of war drums, commands, soldiers' emboldened shouts, and the roar of boulders falling or flames being poured out of oil came one after another.

For a long time without stopping.

Half an hour later, Miss Xi Heng, who was hiding in the woods, was almost tired of the sounds coming from there, and slowly yawned.

Xi Heng glanced at Senior Sister Hong Miao, who was still intently watching the camp, and knew he would have to wait longer.

It seems like we could skip this part and jump straight to the scene where the killing begins...

It's a pity there's no fast-forward button.

The girl continued to observe silently.

The forward camp was the same as before. As a bell rang in the camp, the soldiers patrolling outside quickly ran back to the camp to relieve their posts.

The new patrolmen no longer carried torches, but instead carried lanterns that provided some protection from the wind.

“Every four incense sticks’ time, the patrolmen on the outer perimeter will change shifts…” Sister Hongmiao said from the side.

"Next time we change shifts, will we just storm in?" Xi Heng asked.

"It's not certain yet that Liang Mangchen is in the camp; we should at least probe him first."

"Then I'll go and test the waters."

“Wait a little longer…” Hong Miao rejected Xi Heng’s suggestion.

"..."

That's why being an assassin is really boring.

Especially in this freezing weather, when an assassination needs to be carried out outdoors.

As a martial artist with internal strength, Xi Heng's internal energy and blood could resist the cold, but he was only wearing a thin set of close-fitting clothes, and the cold air blowing on his neck still made him feel slightly uncomfortable.

The siege battle not far away was already raging, with flames blazing across the sky. The deep clouds in the sky were bathed in the warm red glow of the fire on the ground, and the falling snowflakes reflected the firelight, shimmering slightly.

The intensity of the battle has not diminished in the slightest even after so long, and the roars can be heard from afar.

Suddenly, a firework shot into the sky from the city wall and exploded in mid-air.

The fleeting flash of fire in the air illuminated Xi Heng's profile like a thunderbolt. Though the fireworks were ephemeral, they instantly ignited a continuous roar and shouts from the entire Tianliang army.

"Charge into Jinshi! Live in tiled houses! Eat the grain offered by the righteous!"

"Live in tiled houses! Eat communal grain!"

……

The city walls, already engulfed in flames, were now even more chaotic and disorderly. Ladders were erected on the towering walls, and tiny figures, no bigger than ants, climbed them one by one.

The guards above drew their bows and arrows, firing indiscriminately at the figures on the ladder without stopping.

The molten oil poured down, causing the figures on the ladder to sizzle as they fell to the ground and into the sea of ​​fire.

The giant rock was lifted by the guards on the wall and rolled down the ladder with a whoosh, smashing a pile of rocks.

At the same time, several tall, rough-hewn buildings equipped with wheels were pushed forward by the Tianliang Army. On the platforms were powerful elite soldiers carrying heavy weapons and shields, fully armored.

The crossbowmen stood below the tower, aiming their arrows at the archers guarding the city wall.

The tower slowly rolled to the side of the city wall, where heavily armored elite soldiers jumped onto the wall at the risk of their lives, and immediately carved out an open space with their swords and shields.

Martial arts masters from Jinshi City also rushed to help. Now that the city's martial artists have not been divided by the Huangmei Mountain Army, the government and the major clans in the inner city have maintained contact with the martial artists and have naturally invited them to participate in the battle.

As for the Red Thread Sword Academy, since only Xi Heng and his senior sister remained, it was merely a name without substance and thus avoided being summoned by the government.

Another half hour later, Xi Heng saw that the entire Jinshi City was almost on the verge of collapse. The Tianliang Army sent wave after wave of elite troops to push forward, and they were about to tear open a gap.

"Aren't you going to make a move?" She was afraid that once the Tianliang army returned to their camp after the siege, it would be even more difficult for them to act.

"Be patient." But the senior sister didn't seem to think so.

"Woo..."

A moment later, the camp's patrolmen changed shifts again.

Xi Heng gripped the hilt of his sword at his waist with his right hand, his palm becoming slightly hot and itchy.