In the early morning, Wu Gen was awakened by the sound of birdsong. I slept too late last night, so I simply occupied Ji Ye's sleeping tent next to the big tent and had a good sleep.
Stretching and walking out of the sleeping tent, Wu Gen looked at the warm sunshine, smacked his lips with satisfaction, and turned around to find some food.
Suddenly, Wu Gen turned his head sharply and stared blankly at the clear blue sky.
It turned out that the fog above the head dispersed, the sky finally revealed its original nobility, and the rising sun finally shed light on the land. So, there are birds, there is wind, there is joy, and there is the breath of life.
These things that we usually turn a blind eye to and take for granted make people feel so amiable when they are suddenly lost and found.
Although Yiwu has only been around for a short time, to the people on Zhululing, it seems like thousands of years have passed. They are in it, and they are always worried about being beheaded or shot through the chest. Now that they have seen the light of day again, why can't they let it go? People were happy, and the haze of yesterday's tragic defeat gradually faded away.
"This broken sky is really beautiful." Wu Gen muttered and turned around to look for Ji Ye. If he can win a battle, he will be more confident in contacting people in the coalition.
"Master of the village." A hoarse voice came, "Please have a meal."
Wu Gen turned around and was shocked. With two dark circles under his eyes, Zhuo Ke stood beside him with a bowl of porridge, a plate of pickles and a few meatloaf on a tray.
"Who hit you?" Wu Gen was furious, reaching out and preparing to use the knife.
"Master, I didn't sleep last night. This bastard Niu Chao didn't know what kind of medicine he took. He didn't stop all night, running wildly in the mountains and searching. He found two bags of arrow clusters and was still not satisfied. I really couldn't stand it anymore, so I had to Let Luo Zhang continue to follow him." Zhuo Ke smiled bitterly.
"No wonder." Wu Gen looked around, then returned to the tent to finish the meal.
"Where's Ji Ye?" Wu Gen wiped his mouth.
"The troops are being organized to launch an attack on the thieves in Jishui Terrace." Zhuo Ke pointed to another camp to the east.
"Thank you for your hard work. Please rest while I go take a look." Wu Gen left the tent and rushed towards the camp.
As soon as we arrived at the camp, there were busy people everywhere, and from time to time, messengers rode back and forth to convey military orders. People were wearing armor and leading their horses, checking their swords and bows. Being able to see the light of day again, although the soldiers still had worries in their eyes, the joy on their faces was obvious.
When they arrived at the front camp, they finally found Ji Ye standing in front of his horse, leaning on his sword. Probably due to a sleepless night, his eyes were bloodshot, but his energy was quite high.
Behind him, three thousand mausoleum guards were sitting on the ground and resting. Some of them were still eating the dried meat leftover from breakfast.
The thousand soldiers were standing in front of Ji Ye. They were all tall and tall, carrying swords on their bodies and flags in their hands. There was a gray glass bottle hanging on their backs, and they were looking indifferently ahead.
Wu Gen always felt a little disobedient when he looked at these soldiers. The methods of these people should be similar to those of soul masters from other continents. Soul masters are not divine at all, and their bodies are lean due to training, but these people are all big and round, with bulging arms. Even if they are serious about fighting their opponents with force, they will not be at a disadvantage even if they think about it.
The mist not far away has opened a gap of nearly 200 feet. It can be seen that the coalition soldiers behind the gap are staring here in surprise, wondering why the mist they rely on for shelter suddenly dissipates. From time to time, people rush out from the thick fog in the distance, which should be supporting troops. Since only a small number of those arrow clusters were removed, there were still many members of the coalition forces hidden in the mist.
The day before yesterday, the coalition forces trapped the Northern and Southern armies with fog. Today, the fog blocked the coalition forces from fighting. It can only be said that the law of heaven is clear and retribution is not good.
"When are you going to attack?" Wu Gen walked to Ji Ye and asked.
"When you wake up, gather some coalition troops in front of us and try to kill as many people as possible." Ji Ye pointed at the increasing number of coalition forces on the opposite side, the murderous intent in his eyes getting stronger and stronger.
"Well, it happens that the thick fog has delayed the rapid support of the coalition forces. It is really rare to have such a favorable location. But don't delay for too long. It is estimated that the Gu family will remove this layer of fog soon. You must seize the opportunity. Don't miss it." Wu Gen looked at the crowd in the distance and reminded him kindly. If the coalition forces find that this layer of fog cannot help them, they will definitely withdraw.
After all, there were so many of them, and the cover of the fog weakened their own advantage.
"Wait a moment longer and then attack." Ji Ye nodded and made up his mind, "If this battle is fought well, it will be easier for you as a lobbyist. If you want to kill fewer people, you should die less."
Wu Gen reached out and took out a bottle of wine and handed it to Ji Ye, "Drink some, isn't it just a fight? Why do it have to be so serious?"
Ji Ye turned to look at Wu Gen, shook his head slightly, and reached out to take the drink, "Sometimes I really don't understand how you can lead an army. You can lead such a strong army in such a careless manner, and all your subordinates are loyal." Geng Geng, even a bastard like Niu Chao swears a lot, but in reality if someone is bad for you, he will definitely kill him."
Wu Gen was noncommittal upon hearing this and touched his face. There is no way, this man is handsome, God will reward him with food.
A moment passed quickly, and the coalition forces on the opposite side gradually gathered, totaling more than 10,000 people. The light of the water mirrors are connected together to form a slightly circular space.
From a distance, it looks like a huge jar, with a gap of two hundred feet at the mouth of the jar. The coalition troops mounted their horses and moved forward slowly, the light of the Zhishui Mirror continued to extend forward, and the mist beside the gap gradually became thinner.
Ji Ye pinned the half-drunk wine flask to his waist and got on his horse. Following his movements, the three thousand mausoleum guards behind him also stood up. They did not have horses, because the impact speed of horses was far inferior to that of their own legs.
Wow, a strong wind blew from behind Wu Gen, causing the mane of the horse underneath him to fly wildly. With such a strong momentum, Wu Gen looked back at the mausoleum guards who were standing neatly and hidden in their armor.
Choking, Ji Ye pulled out his long sword and raised it high, "Ancestor's blessing, start the technique."
Qian Jinjun took off the glass bottle from his body and murmured something in his mouth, as if he was reciting some incantation. When he uncorked the bottle, a stream of gray smoke emerged from the bottle, straight upward, unaffected by the surrounding wind at all. .
When they reached the sky, the gray mist was entangled with each other, squirming as if it were alive. Gradually, a vague human figure emerged from the gray fog.
The human form gradually became clearer, turning into a warrior with eyes closed, covered in armor, and standing upright with his head bowed. This warrior made of mist was more than a hundred feet tall, with a majestic figure and a rough and stern face. He stood quietly above everyone's heads.
Although they knew that this was not a real thing, a strong sense of oppression came over them. Both the Confederate Army and the Allied Army were stunned to see this giant who was full of vicissitudes of life.
"Open." Ji Ye shouted loudly.
Jin Jun raised the flag in his hand and shook it vigorously. An inexplicable connection connects these people with the giant warrior. It was like there were thousands of threads, continuously sending Jin Jun's soul power to the giant.
Wu Gen blinked. He could certainly feel this connection, as if these Jin Jun were using their soul power to awaken this sleeping giant.
The giant's eyes twitched twice, and Jin Jun's spell became louder and louder. The fanatical atmosphere made everyone present feel a little uncomfortable.
Snap, everyone seemed to hear a cracking sound, as if a little water dripped into the quiet inner lake, causing ripples.
Finally, the giant's eyes slowly opened. What kind of eyes are these, dark and deep, like an ancient well that has existed for unknown ages. To describe it in one word, it is indifferent, cold to the core and ruthless.
Wu Gen's expression changed drastically, his soul fire was beating violently, and something in his soul was restless.
The Qian Nian in his left hand gradually became hot, which also meant that this giant posed a huge threat to Wu Gen's soul, so that the Qian Nian activated on its own.
Such strong soul power, Wu Gen groaned in his heart, wondering what kind of monster the Ji family was hiding.
The giant was like a monster crawling out of the abyss, ruthlessly scanning the people in front of him, just like a god looking down at a bunch of tiny ants.
Suddenly, the giant raised his right hand. In the western sky, something was coming with lightning speed. When they got closer, everyone realized that it was a sword.
The sword had no substance, but its sharpness made everyone who saw it feel their eyes sting and have to lower their heads.
With the sword in his hand, the giant's fingers gently slid across the sword surface, and he grabbed the sword in his hands and stood at his side.
"Cut." Ji Ye slashed forward with the sword in his hand, shouting at the top of his lungs.
The giant did the same thing, raising his sword to slash at the coalition forces gathered in Sekisui Platform.
There was no turbulence, no thunder, everything was silent, even the wind disappeared, everything seemed to be frozen.
Wu Gen's head hurt like needles. He tried his best to look forward and couldn't help but stare at the scene. In the huge Jishui platform, these coalition soldiers, whether they were humans or horses, stood still on the spot with dull eyes.
The soldiers approaching the Confederate army had blood and tears in their eyes, and their bodies slowly fell to the ground, dying on the spot.
Pitter patter, the sound of human body contact with the ground kept coming, one after another, making every sober person's hair stand on end.
What kind of method is this? It can kill so many people or horses silently. If this were the case, how could the war be fought?
The souls of these dead people have been directly crushed and turned into intangibles. They are too dead to die and cannot even become ghosts.
Not only that, but allowing nearly ten thousand people to be infected at the same time, what kind of terrifying method is this.
Swish, swish, black shadows passed by Wu Gen and Ji Ye. That was the mausoleum guards rushing forward quickly. They were in a group of ten, holding long swords. They passed through the gap of more than 200 feet like ghosts and rushed into the center of the coalition forces.
The sound of popping popping came, just like a heavy summer rain falling on the sand, making a dull sound.
That was the sound made by Ling Wei's sword piercing the body and cutting the skin. The sound of rain became more and more intensive, and the red blood flowed faster and faster. As the mausoleum guards rushed in, the fainting coalition soldiers fell from their horses one by one.
Wu Gen took a deep breath and stared at Lingwei's movements. These people can stab seven times instantly in one attack, and can attack three times in a row. From now on, you need to slow down your movements. After all, such fast movements are far beyond the limits of ordinary people.
The first wave of people stopped to rest, and soon the second wave of people took over, followed by the third wave. After the seven waves of people completed their assault, the first wave of people could move forward again.
In this way, the mausoleum guards pushed forward like waves, leaving countless coalition corpses behind.
Finally, some coalition forces at the back woke up from their coma and began to fight back with their swords. Lingwei attacks quickly, which is both an advantage and a disadvantage. Being too fast means getting tired easily, and Lingwei begins to suffer casualties.
Ji Ye, who was sitting on the horse, glanced at it, gritted his teeth and shouted again, "Behead."
The flag in Jin Jun's hand began to shake again. Some people's hair grew gray at a speed visible to the naked eye, and wrinkles appeared on their faces. It was obvious that using such a method was a great burden for them.
The giant waved his sword forward again, and the watery valley became quiet again. This majestic soul power surged through, and nearly a hundred people not only from the coalition forces, but also from the mausoleum guards died on the spot.
All the coalition soldiers stood blankly on the spot, and those Ling Guards who were still alive began their killings again.
This is really killing. The opponent has lost the ability to resist, just like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, losing its life unconsciously. In the blink of an eye, half of the coalition forces had died at the hands of Lingwei.
"Zhen Fu, you can rush." Ji Ye ordered to Ji Jing next to him.
Ji Jing nodded heavily and waved his hand, "Southern Army, kill."
