【The Empire of the Divine Eagle】(Volume 4, Chapter 84)

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Chapter 84 A Risky Move

The sweltering day was drawing to a close; the sun was setting,

casting a solemn, rosy glow over the forests, meadows, lakes, and bare clearings. Low village houses dotted the edges of the woods,

offering respite from the lush greenery.

In a secluded forest outside Taiping Town, a young man dressed in black emerged slowly, glancing at

the occasional passerby on the main road. After determining his direction, he set off northwards.

The young man's steps were not particularly rapid. However, a careful observer

would notice that with each step, he would strangely advance nearly three feet

. It was as if he were teleporting, a truly bizarre sight.

This young man emerging from the forest was none other than Wu Tianjiao. After more than ten days of escape,

traversing countless mountains, he finally shook off his pursuers and griffin riders, emerging from the forests and appearing in

the woods outside Taipingtian.

Although he had temporarily escaped his pursuers, Wu Tianjiao felt no excitement, knowing full well that

even more severe tests awaited him. Only by passing through Beitian City, leaving the capital's jurisdiction, and shaking off

the Imperial Air Force's pursuit, would he be truly safe.

"This road leads directly to Beitian City, less than fifty li, but there are two checkpoints along the way, which

can be bypassed. However, Beitian City itself cannot be bypassed. Beitian City is not only garrisoned by 100,000 heavily armed troops, but also

by the Imperial Air Force's Blood Eagle Knights. Moreover, it is said that the Beitian City garrison commander, Wu Xiongfeng, is a direct subordinate of Wu Wudi.

Presumably, he has already received Wu Wudi's orders to intercept and kill me?"

Wu Tianjiao's steps were unhurried, his figure flashing across the road like flowing water, while his mind was

constantly calculating how to successfully pass through Beitian City.

"The Wu family and the Baili family are constantly hunting me down. Everyone knows I'll be passing through Beitian

City on my way to Fengcheng. If Wu Xiongfeng is strict about checking those passing through, it will be very

difficult "

Thinking of the severe test he would face, Wu Tianjiao's face was completely shrouded in shadow, his brows

furrowed, at a loss for what to do.

"Sigh! I can only take it one step at a time. If it really doesn't work, then I'll just have to risk forcing my way through." Wu

Tianjiao shook his head, ceasing his wild thoughts and focusing all his energy on getting there.

Taiping City was only a few dozen miles from Beitian City; even for an ordinary person, walking those miles wouldn't take

a day . But for Wu Tianjiao, it was exceptionally difficult. He noticed that the closer he got to Beitian City,

the more soldiers appeared along the way, and the more blood eagles circled in the sky, their riders meticulously searching for

suspicious travelers heading towards Beitian City.

The Blood Eagle is a level-five raptor-like magical beast, a type of eagle with enormous wings, blood-red feathers, a medium size, and

sharp beak and talons. Blood Eagles are inherently ferocious, with a penchant for devouring human brains. Even tamed war eagles, when starving, will still

ambush people and animals. In the Empire, a considerable number of people die at the hands of Blood Eagles each year.

To evade the soldiers and Blood Eagle knights checking along the way, Wu Tianjiao traveled by day and night for

nearly two days, barely managing to bypass two checkpoints on the short distance of several dozen miles.

Approaching Beitian City, Wu Tianjiao's anxiety grew. He knew that the most severe test

was about to begin .

As one of the four Heavenly Cities guarding the center of the Empire's power, Beitian City's defenses could

be described . The troops stationed there were all elite soldiers tempered in the blood and fire of battle.

They were far superior to the city guards of the Imperial Capital, whose bodies had been hollowed out by a life of luxury.

This military fortress, the northern gateway to the capital, will be the last hurdle preventing Wu Tianjiao from leaving the capital region

. Only by breaking through here can Wu Tianjiao truly soar like a dragon across the sea and an eagle across the heavens. At that time, the world

will be vast, and nothing will be able to bind him.

Therefore, whether or not he can pass through Beitian City is of paramount importance. Passing through will mean opening up a new

world . Failing to pass through will mean certain death and the end of his life.

Now, Wu Tianjiao only has two paths before him: life or death. There is no third way. Wu Wudi

holds military power in the world and can be said to control the four great cities. Even if Wu Tianjiao doesn't go through Beitian City, going through the other three great cities

would be the same, and besides, that would be a long journey and a waste of time.

On the second day after bypassing the second checkpoint, the massive

fortress , finally reappeared in Wu Tianjiao's sight.

Standing on a hillside, Wu Tianjiao looked at the giant city wall that seemed to stretch as far as the eye could see. Four

years ago, he came from Yangtoutian, at the foot of the distant Green Ridge Mountains in the north, arriving in the

majestic Beitian City as a complete country bumpkin.

Now, times have changed, and fate has taken a turn for the worse. Looking back, Wu Tianjiao now not only possesses unparalleled martial arts skills

but has also transformed into the Golden Sword Prince Consort of the Empire, a young hero. Unfortunately, the world does not tolerate him, and

he is hunted by treacherous officials and enemies, forced to flee for his life.

The sun rises in the east, the morning breeze disperses the clouds, and the faint sounds of orderly drills and

horns echo from the city walls of Beitian City. Dozens of Blood Eagle Knights fly in the sky in a wedge formation, perfectly synchronized.

Wu Tianjiao couldn't help but exhale softly. The might of 100,000 troops, that soaring, fierce aura... probably

no strongman on the continent would dare to challenge their might lightly. What to do?

The free sky lies on the other side of the city walls. But Wu Tianjiao is somewhat at his wit's end. This massive

military fortress, like a ferocious tiger blocking his path to freedom, abruptly cut off his way.

"There's air force overhead, and crossbowmen on the walls. Forcing a flight would be suicide.

It seems the only option is a risky gamble—try to sneak through the city gate!"

Wu Tianjiao thought bitterly, his gaze sweeping across the road below. Watching the processions heading towards the gate

, he hesitated slightly, then slowly retreated, finally disappearing into the jungle.

On the dirt road, a large group of about a hundred people was galloping towards the massive fortress at the horizon

. Along the way, they were accompanied by shouts and curses.

Judging from their uniform attire, they seemed to belong to the same demon-hunting team. Demon-hunting teams were a common practice on the continent.

Hunting teams, also known as mercenary groups, are composed entirely of highly skilled martial artists. They are both demon hunters and

mercenaries .

While their natures differ, their essence is the same. During wartime, the empire allows some martial artists

to form mercenary groups to resist foreign invasion. However, once the war ends, these groups must disband. If they don't disband, they

must change their names and disperse to form demon hunting teams.

Demon hunters are hunters who hunt magical beasts. Teams can consist of a few people, dozens, or even a hundred, which

is permitted by the empire. However, the team size cannot exceed three hundred people; otherwise, it will be considered treason, indicating

a plot to overthrow the empire. Therefore, during wartime, they are mercenaries; during peacetime, they are

demon hunters.

A demon hunting team of one hundred is considered only medium-sized within the empire. Every year, hundreds and thousands of demon-hunting teams

travel north and south, passing through Beitian City, mostly heading towards the distant Demon Beast Forest—a hunting

paradise and a death trap for demon hunters.

Like mercenaries, demon hunters are in a highly dangerous profession. The relationship between demon hunters and demon beasts is one of hunter and hunted.

To hunt demon beasts for gold and wealth, one must first be prepared to be hunted and eaten by the beasts.

Therefore, most demon hunters live a life of constant danger, never knowing tomorrow.

The large caravan roared across the road, kicking up a cloud of dust, accompanied by laughter and shouts.

At the rear of the caravan were some people pushing carts and carrying flags. They didn't wear

the same clothes as the demon hunters ahead, as they were merely servants responsible for washing clothes, cooking, and setting up

tents.

In the procession of servants, their faces covered in dust, a man pushing a cart, wearing a tattered

sun hat , suddenly raised his head slightly. His face, obscured by dust,

was almost entirely hidden except for his dark eyes, making him appear

no different from the expressionless servants around him.

"No wonder it's the Guardian City of the capital's strategic location. Its scale is truly astonishing, far surpassing any city outside

!"

Gazing at the towering city walls, which grew increasingly massive as they approached, he suddenly sighed softly

. This man was none other than Wu Tianjiao. It seemed he intended to use this demon-hunting team to sneak past

Beitian City.

The procession drew closer to the city walls through the dust. When they were about a hundred feet from the massive city gate, Wu Tianjiao

narrowed his eyes, glancing at the sky above the walls, where faint, invisible

fluctuations of spiritual energy seemed to emanate.

"As expected, it has a spiritual sense. Luckily, I didn't force my way through. Otherwise, those unseen spiritual

senses would have immediately revealed my location. Once discovered, with the special

crossbows , I would truly become a sitting duck!"

Wu Tianjiao frowned slightly. Although he had a super magical beast mount like the Bloodwing Sky Lion King, which ordinary arrows and crossbows

couldn't harm him, the crossbows fired by those military-grade crossbows were incredibly powerful. They could

penetrate even three or four inches of steel plates, and no matter how strong the Bloodwing Sky Lion King's leather armor was, it couldn't withstand it.

As a vast empire, it would be hard to believe that it didn't have anything to deal with peerless experts.

Wu Tianjiao had heard of the so-called Qi-breaking triple crossbows, divine fire bows, armor-piercing arrows, and so on.

However these kinds of special weapons were military secrets, so only a few armies were equipped with them, and he had never seen them before.

As they drew closer to the city gate, Wu Tianjiao's gaze fell upon its towering height. Seeing

the formidable defenses, his brow furrowed again.

When they were about thirty feet from the city wall, the large contingent finally came to a slow halt. Two men stepped forward

from the front of the demon-hunting team, waving and leading their group towards the gate.

The two men appeared to be the leaders of the demon-hunting team. Judging from their friendly conversation with the guards, they seemed

quite familiar with them, likely frequent visitors to Beitian City.

After a lengthy exchange with the guards, the usually indifferent-faced guard twitched his hand, as if the demon-hunting

captain had slipped him something. He then nodded hesitantly and gestured to his rear,

at which point the barricades and other obstacles blocking the gate were moved aside.

Whew—

seeing that the city gate guards weren't searching the group, Wu Tianjiao couldn't help but breathe a sigh

of relief, his tense body relaxing. His sweat-drenched hands tightened on the handlebars, then he quickly bent down, pushed

the cart, and followed the group towards the city gate passage.

However, just as the demon-hunting team was about to enter the city gate passage, a cold, sharp voice suddenly rang out:

"Who allowed them to enter the city so casually?"

This sudden shout startled the advancing group, causing them to stop abruptly.

Following the shout, a series of clanging sounds of armor clashing suddenly echoed from the dark city gate opening

.

Moments later, dozens of fully armed elite soldiers, wielding long spears, blocked the city gate again.

A young man with an extremely gloomy face slowly stepped out, coldly glancing at the demon-hunting team.

Seeing the group blocked, the demon-hunting captain quickly stepped forward. Upon seeing the gloomy-faced youth, he quickly plastered a smile on

his face , flatteringly saying, "Hehe! So it's General Cheng! My apologies! My apologies!

It's been half a month, and you've truly become more and more imposing!"

The youth didn't accept it at all, coldly scoffing, "Qin Peng, enough nonsense.

It . But not now. My father has issued a military order that anyone wanting to pass through Beitian City

must undergo strict inspection!" He then pulled out a white sheet of paper from his pocket, tossed it to a guard beside him, and said in a sinister

tone , "Check everyone. If you find anyone in the portrait, kill them on the spot!"

The guard carefully took the paper, gave the captain named Qin Peng a helpless smile, and then

waved his hand. Instantly, nearly a hundred guards at the city gate raised their spears in unison and began

to check each person in the line.

"Damn it!" When the young man appeared, Wu Tianjiao had already

sensed something was wrong from the way the Demon Hunter captain addressed him. He cursed inwardly. Just as he suspected, Wu Wudi had already given the order to kill him.

The order was given: spare no effort, even deploy the army to kill him!

In Beitian City, the only person who could be called "Young General Cheng" was Cheng Jingang, the only son of Cheng Youcheng, the deputy

garrison commander . His appearance meant that Wu Tianjiao's

hope of passing through Beitian City had become extremely slim!

Wu Tianjiao felt a chill in his heart, thinking, "Could it be... that I, Wu Tianjiao, am going to die

here ? No! I will never accept my fate!" He gritted his teeth, preparing for the worst.

Before the procession, guards searched each member one by one, comparing them to their portraits for a long time before finally letting them pass. Although

the demon hunters were quite annoyed by their behavior, they dared not cause trouble. They knew that

if they angered this young man, their demon-hunting team might not even be able to pass through the city. With thousands of soldiers

charging in, even a Saint-level expert would have to temporarily retreat. The legendary

feat of one against ten thousand was only possible for a handful of powerful individuals.

The young General Cheng Jingang, with his hands behind his back, slowly walked along with the procession, his eyes

scanning the demon hunters with a cold, venomous gaze.

Suddenly, he stopped, his gaze sweeping over the

servants who reeked of sweat and whose faces were covered in yellow dust. He said coldly, "Tell them to wipe their faces clean!"

"This Cheng Jingang is quite cunning, without a trace of the spoiled air of those noble young masters!" Seeing that

Cheng Jingang didn't care about his status and went directly to these lowly servants, Wu Tianjiao

couldn't help but frown. He felt a great sense of trouble. If this investigation continued, he would be exposed sooner or later. Exposing himself in such a place

would have unimaginable consequences!

Hearing Cheng Jingang's shout, the blank-faced servants hurriedly lowered their heads timidly and

wiped the yellow dust off their faces with their sleeves.

Cheng Jingang's cold gaze slowly swept over the faces of the servants . After a moment,

he shook his head slightly in disappointment. Just as he was about to look away, his eyes suddenly sharpened. He turned his head slightly and stared at the last gray-clad servant in the crowd , who was bowing his head. He coldly shouted, "You—raise your head!" 　　Hearing his shout, the people around the city gate all turned their gazes towards him. The demon hunters also stared in astonishment at this lowly servant. 　　The gray-clad servant sighed softly and reluctantly raised his head. On his face, which was covered by yellow dust, a pair of deep, dark, and bright eyes were revealed. 　　The moment Cheng Jingang's gaze met those deep eyes, he was taken aback. The eyes of the person depicted in the portrait were also incredibly deep, but the person before him… Instantly, Cheng Jingang's expression changed drastically. Years of fighting on the battlefield had given him keen senses, so almost reflexively, his toes touched the ground and his body retreated rapidly. As he retreated , a sharp, piercing voice roared from his mouth: "Grab him! He is Wu Tianjiao!" 　　However, although his reaction was quite sharp, his strength was only at the Heavenly Martial level. Therefore, as soon as he retreated , Wu Tianjiao let out a cold laugh, his body blurred, and he caught up with Cheng Jingang like a ghost. His palm shot out like an eagle's claw with lightning speed, striking Cheng Jingang heavily in the chest. Instantly, a mouthful of blood spurted from Cheng Jingang's mouth, and his handsome face turned deathly pale. 　　Having failed to kill him with his first strike, Wu Tianjiao was about to deliver another blow when Cheng Jingang hurriedly dodged behind the soldiers. For a Heavenly Martial Artist to possess such agility was truly remarkable! 　　"Swoosh..." A dozen sharp spears, carrying a faint chilling glint, hurtled towards Wu Tianjiao's head wide, sweeping trajectories, brimming with killing intent. True to his battlefield experience, his sheer power was unmatched by ordinary warriors. 　　Twisting his head, Wu Tianjiao dodged the spears, but his attack was momentarily halted. Seeing the rapidly converging soldiers, he could only retreat a short distance with a slight frown. 　　At the city gate, people stared in disbelief at the lightning-fast turn of events, especially after witnessing Cheng Jingang, the outstanding young general of Beitian City, being severely injured in a single move . Their expressions became increasingly blank. 　　"Wu Tianjiao? He's the Golden Saber Prince Consort Wu Tianjiao? The one who defeated the peerless swordsman Tang Haoran and subdued the Crimson Dragon Beast ?" Suddenly, someone in the demon-hunting team shouted, immediately drawing a flurry of fervent gazes. The voice, though lacking in greed, carried a hint of admiration. 　　As the demon hunter's shout subsided, a clamor erupted around them. A multitude of eyes, filled with various emotions , were fixed on Wu Tianjiao. The most talked-about heroic deeds in the Divine Eagle Empire recently were undoubtedly the Golden Saber Prince Consort Wu Tianjiao's slaying of the Three Asura Heroes, defeating the peerless swordsman Tang Haoran, and subduing the Crimson Dragon Beast. These feats were practically household names in the empire, known to everyone. 　　Especially noteworthy was Wu Tianjiao's marriage to six wives, including the stunningly beautiful "Compassionate Fairy" Xiao Yunhua, which had made countless men envious! 　　At this moment, Cheng Jingang's face turned purple as he glared fiercely at Wu Tianjiao, his voice hoarse as he said, "Wu Tianjiao, Beitian City is garrisoned by 100,000 elite soldiers. No matter how capable you are, you can't escape! If you know what's good for you, surrender and return to the capital to await Prince Wu's judgment!" 　　Having already been exposed, Wu Tianjiao simply wiped the yellow dust from his face, his gaze sweeping over the hundreds of elite soldiers blocking the city gate. He sneered, "Young General Cheng, may I ask what crime this prince consort has committed? Why are you blocking my way? These 100,000 elite soldiers of Beitian City are here to protect the safety of the capital, belonging to the imperial court, not working for any one person. May I ask if the court has issued an arrest warrant for this prince consort?" 　　Hearing Wu Tianjiao's sneer, the soldiers were startled, then hesitated. They were only ordered to arrest Wu Tianjiao, but had not received an arrest warrant from the court, and the wanted posters they held did not bear an official seal. Arresting a prince consort without imperial decree is a grave crime. 　　"Haha, what a sharp-tongued brat!" 　　Just as the soldiers hesitated, a chilling laugh suddenly rang out from the city gate passage. Immediately, a middle-aged general in gleaming silver armor strode out, his gaze coldly sweeping over Wu Tianjiao, and shouted, "I am Cheng Youcheng, the deputy garrison commander of Beitian City. Wu Tianjiao, you have trespassed into the heavily guarded city. According to the laws of my empire, you should be imprisoned."

"But considering you are the son of Prince Wu, I advise you to surrender as soon as possible to avoid making trouble for yourself."

"So you are Cheng Youcheng. You and your father are both Wu Wudi's lackeys?" Wu Tianjiao sneered, his gaze

sweeping over Cheng Youcheng, sensing the faint aura emanating from him. He muttered to himself, "Judging

from his aura, his martial arts cultivation must be at the upper level of the Imperial Martial Realm, right?"

Hmph! Cheng Youcheng's face darkened slightly. He chuckled sinisterly and, without further ado, shouted, "Take him down!"

Upon hearing the deputy garrison general's order, hundreds of fully armed

elite soldiers surged out from the dark city wall passage, surrounding Wu Tianjiao. The sharp spears in their hands gleamed with

a cold .

"Stealth failed, now we have no choice but to

force

our way through!" Wu Tianjiao sighed inwardly. The overwhelming killing intent surrounding him made his face grow colder. With a flick of his right hand, a massive, heavy iron sword appeared, whistling through the air as it was swung.

"Kill!"

Cheng Youcheng chuckled sinisterly as he watched Wu Tianjiao draw his weapon. Several days ago, he had received

a message from Wu Wudi instructing him to stop Wu Tianjiao at all costs, regardless of his life or death.

"Stop!"

Just as the blood-soaked warriors were about to charge, a

fierce A figure, like an iron tower, descended from the sky, crashing heavily to the ground,

shaking the earth and demonstrating the extraordinary martial prowess of the newcomer.

The newcomer was a general around forty years old, tall and imposing, clad in golden armor, appearing

like a golden-armored war god in the sunlight. The golden-armored general scanned his surroundings with piercing eyes, finally fixing his gaze on Cheng Youcheng. He sneered,

"Cheng Youcheng, my Northern Eagle Army isn't for you to command. If you want to curry favor with Prince Wu, then

do it yourself . Don't even think about using my soldiers as stepping stones for you and your son.

" Upon seeing the golden-armored general appear, Cheng Youcheng's face instantly turned ashen. He roared, "Wu Xiongfeng,

how dare you disobey the Prince's orders! Do you know the consequences of doing so?" "

Hmph! What will be the consequences?" Wu Xiongfeng snorted coldly, ignoring Cheng Youcheng, and turned to the

elite soldiers surrounding Wu Tianjiao, shouting, "No one is allowed to be disrespectful to the Third Young Master! All of you, step back!"

"Yes, General!" Hearing Wu Xiongfeng's shout, the soldiers did not hesitate at all. With a swish,

the sound of their guns being sheathed was perfectly synchronized, and they quietly retreated back to the city gate passage, standing motionless like wooden stakes.

Judging from the soldiers' performance, it was clear that the prestige of this garrison general, Wu Xiongfeng, far surpassed that of Cheng Youcheng.

"Haha! You must be the Third Young Master, Wu Tianjiao! I've heard so much about you! If it weren't for the occasion, I would have liked to invite

you for a few drinks." Wu Xiongfeng laughed loudly at Wu Tianjiao, his laughter like thunder.

"Thank you, Garrison Commander!" Wu Tianjiao quickly thanked him. The sudden turn of events left him somewhat bewildered.

Looking at Wu Xiongfeng's face, which showed no malice, he wondered why he had helped him.

"Third Young Master, you don't need to thank me. I was just doing my duty, as someone entrusted me with this. If the imperial court had really

issued an arrest warrant, I would have had no choice but to capture you. Fortunately, they haven't!" Wu Xiongfeng waved his hand, glanced sideways at Cheng Youcheng's

ashen face , and smiled, "However, if you can leave General Cheng's clutches, then

no one in Beitian City will stand in your way." "

Entrusted by someone?" Wu Tianjiao was slightly taken aback and asked, "Yes..." Before he could finish the question, he realized

he shouldn't ask and immediately smiled, "In that case, thank you very much!" He turned to look at Cheng Youcheng, a sinister smile spreading across his face, and

said, "General Cheng, if you want my head to go to the capital for a reward, then please do it yourself."

"Wu Tianjiao, you have quite the nerve! I refuse to believe I can't deal with a brat like you today!"

Cheng Youcheng roared, his face alternating between pale and flushed. He hadn't expected to get himself into this mess. To be honest,

he was quite afraid of Wu Tianjiao, after all, he had already heard that even the "God of Slaughter" Gu He had fallen into Wu

Tianjiao's hands. But if he backed down now, his reputation in Beitian City would

plummet. Therefore, even though he was apprehensive, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and go for it.

At the city gate, a large, dark crowd gathered, their gazes, filled with anticipation and

curiosity fixed on the two figures in the open space. In the past six months, the name of the Golden Saber Prince Consort Wu Tianjiao has

become known to almost everyone in the Divine Eagle Empire. As for this young hero who was able to subdue the Crimson Dragon Beast, many

people have only heard of him. Now that they have the opportunity to witness his actions in person, they are all filled with anticipation. They

want to know if the widely circulated news is true.

Just how capable is this boy who is only a teenager?

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