Chapter 1103: Chapter 1103

On the last day, the Sandpeople approached the battlefield, but unexpectedly, they didn’t launch a direct attack. Instead, they started setting up camp at a distance. Du You found this very strange.

"Yucha, go scout the situation and see what these guys are planning to do."

Even though Lin Yucha couldn’t move around as if it were an uninhabited area, getting close enough to eavesdrop on some intelligence was not a problem.

A little over an hour later, Lin Yucha returned: "I’ve found out that they’ve received reports of increasing skeletons in our area, and the disappearance of their vanguard forces has made them extremely cautious. They’re preparing to investigate thoroughly before attacking."

"Getting smarter, huh? But this won’t do," Du You murmured thoughtfully.

"Why don’t we take the initiative and attack? The distance isn’t far, and we can show them what we’re capable of."

Lin Yushi spoke up loudly, seemingly very interested in the upcoming battle. In fact, she had grown weary of the desert weather and wanted to wrap things up quickly and head back. This was the only main force from the Quicksand Empire that had come, and by annihilating it, the Quicksand Empire would no longer send reinforcements.

The Quicksand Empire had meticulously prepared for this operation for a long time. Regardless of success or failure, the loss of civilians and the empire’s elite would be significant. If they themselves did not have some elites left, this would be tantamount to suicide.

"There might be some discrepancies since I heard it while others were grumbling. If I get too close, the alarm magic that the Quicksand Priests have set up around might detect me," Lin Yucha said, somewhat apologetically.

"It’s not your fault. It would be strange if such a large-scale military operation didn’t have alarm magic. They are the regular army of the Quicksand Empire, not some refugee militia. But we can’t give them time."

The traps set up had a time limit; if the time was exceeded, they would need to be replenished.

With both sides so close, Du You didn’t believe that they wouldn’t notice him replenishing his traps. Moreover, using too much Magic Power before a big battle, and not having it at full capacity, was another substantial risk.

After some thought, Du You suddenly said, "What do you think they would do if they found their upper class keeps getting attacked? Would they erupt in chaos?"

"They certainly would. The hierarchy in the Quicksand Empire is clear-cut; if the upper class faces danger, they would go mad. Master, do you mean you want me to assassinate some of their elite?" Lin Yucha’s abilities were well-suited for this task. Thɪs chapter is updated by 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡•𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚•𝙣𝙚𝙩

"No, direct assassination is too risky. Let’s do it from here with long-distance attacks."

"You’re talking about the Brave Eagle’s Arrow, aren’t you? Now is indeed a great time to use it," Lin Yushi chimed in.

Since the Brave Eagle’s Arrow had been upgraded to tier five, its range had increased from 100 kilometers to 500 kilometers. Even though the duration was still only 20 seconds, the speed had increased.

The Sandpeople may think they were at a safe distance, but for Lin Yucha, such a distance was negligible. With the Brave Eagle’s Arrow, it was as though the target was right before her eyes.

What was most crucial was that, from previous scouting, Lin Yucha already had a good idea of where the enemy’s powerhouses were, what they looked like, and how they were dressed. This information reduced the complexity of identifying targets.

Lin Yucha nodded slightly; this was indeed a good idea. She had almost forgotten about this skill from not using it for so long.

The three of them stepped out, right behind the battlefield. Lin Yucha made no attempt to hide anything since everyone around them was an ally. She drew her longbow and used a physical arrow. To achieve better results, the arrow was special. Of course, it was created in this world and wasn’t certified to carry outside, but it was just as usable here.

Lin Yucha fired an arrow into the sky, which emitted a sharp and bright cry, resembling an eagle’s call, then flew high into the sky. Lin Yucha closed her eyes, and her consciousness attached to the arrow.

Du You and Lin Yushi stood alertly by her side, not allowing any accidents to happen.

In another location, within the bustling Sandpeople encampment, the upper echelons were gathered together.

The leader, an old man dressed as a priest, said, "Hasn’t the situation been investigated clearly yet? Although the vanguard legion was somewhat weaker, it had several tier five top warriors. I can’t believe they would be wiped out without a trace."

"The investigation is ongoing, but we haven’t yet discovered what happened. One thing is certain: the enemy isn’t as weak as we imagined," a Quicksand soldier with six arms respectfully reported.

The soldier had six arms and a stature not much larger than a human, but his powerful aura unmistakably marked him as a tier five expert. Yet, he showed great respect towards the elderly priest, evidencing the strict hierarchy.

"Hmph, how strong can they be? They are just an emerging kingdom. They must be using some sly tactic. Once our mighty army rolls over them, they will surely stand no chance. Lord Kaya Priest, please let me take the lead. I am certain to annihilate them in one fell swoop," another Quicksand soldier bellowed.

"Hold your tongue, this is not your place to speak," a Quicksand Priest at the lower end of the table rebuked with dissatisfaction.

Lord Kaya Priest coldly commanded, "Obey my orders and continue the investigation. Our target is the Divine Flame Empire, and I don’t want any ensuing issues due to excessive losses. If you ruin my plans, I will turn you all into death puppets." Kaya’s dangerous aura flickered briefly, and the others fell silent immediately.

"Whistle..." Just then, a loud cry echoed from the sky.

"Whose Sand Sculpture is making such a noise?" they wondered, thinking it was a Sand Sculpture crying out in the sky.

However, in the next moment, a scream rang out from outside, not far from them. Several people changed expression, opened the tent, and looked outside. There, a small area was already in chaos.

For an elite legion, such confusion was rare. "What happened?" a Quicksand soldier shouted.

"It’s the Grand Instructor; he was killed by an arrow that came flying from the sky."

Hearing this, a line of people turned a ghastly pale as they walked over. In a clearing, a Sandperson lay on the ground with an arrow sticking out of his head, eyes wide open. They all knew this person well, a tier five powerhouse from their camp.

"It’s all rotten," a Quicksand Priest walked forward to examine and reported. Although it looked like just an arrow, the power had already permeated the Sandperson’s entire body, leaving the internal organs and brain mashed into a pulp.