Chapter 571: Great Treason
Chapter 571: Great Treason
"Defeat, defeat..."
"Three thousand starving ghosts entered Mingzhou, yet they couldn't seize the city's fortune. Instead, they've destroyed it in an instant, benefiting others!"
As the killing intent on the battlefield shook the heavens, the situation turned into a one-sided slaughter. Inside Mingzhou City, countless people trembled, their bodies stiffening with fear.
At the main altar, they borrowed the power of the altar, while others either took advantage of the high ground or rushed to the city walls, staring wide-eyed at the battlefield outside, shocked beyond belief, their spirits dampened as if they were witnessing death itself.
How could this be? Mingzhou was clearly a place of waning power. How could they possess such skills?
"Could all our careful calculations be for naught?"
For a moment, their mental states became unbalanced. "No, there's still one more step, the most crucial one. Let's see if he truly has the ability to escape this calamity!"
"..."
Standing behind the main altar, Hu's third uncle, with his hair loose and disheveled, had eyes that gradually turned cold. He grabbed a bull horn from the incense table.
Bringing it to his lips, he blew it with all his might.
As the horn sounded, accompanied by the thick incense smoke drifting from the city, it seemed to pierce through the entire battlefield. The Heaven's Mandate General, covered in blood and filled with rage, heard the horn's call and abruptly reined in his red-haired flame bull.
By now, countless dismembered limbs and soldiers with terrified expressions had formed a thick wall around him.
These soldiers, already intimidated by his fierce aura, continued to increase in number, yet none could approach him.
He fought until the sky darkened, and the weapons in his hands had been changed countless times.
Currently, he held a horse lance seized from an opponent.
At this moment, he still wanted to fight, leading the starving ghost army to sweep through the Grain Protection Army and seize all of Mingzhou's food supplies. But he also felt a sense of hopelessness, as if there was no turning back.
Not only were the starving ghosts under his command powerless, but even the seven Demonic Generals by his side had already perished in the chaos of battle, overwhelmed by a sense of futility.
No matter how strong an individual's martial arts were, facing thousands of troops and horses, they could only feel helpless, allowing despair to weigh on their hearts.
So, when he heard the bull horn, he clenched his teeth, wiped his face forcefully, and then slapped his red-haired flame bull hard.
This bull was also a strange beast, extremely fierce on the battlefield. But now, with a manure fork in its eye socket and its body covered in crisscrossed sword wounds, it spat out blood, clearly at its last breath.
It seemed to hear the bull horn and understand its meaning. It struggled to turn its head, using its one remaining good eye to stare at the Heaven's Mandate General. Then, with its last bit of strength, it kicked up its hooves and charged forward.
The general on the bull's back also clenched his teeth and tightened his grip on the horse lance.
"Damn it, damn it..."
He cursed loudly, risking his life and venting all his frustration and hatred. He charged through the battlefield with all his might.
His fierce aura was so powerful that no one on the battlefield could match him. Even those who had entered the manor to guard the New Year, known for their invincibility in battle formations, were intimidated by his menacing aura and instinctively avoided him.
Those who couldn't get out of the way, including Daoist practitioners caught in the midst of the battle, were swept aside by the horse lance without discrimination, dying silently on the spot.
He charged straight through the center of the battlefield and then slashed a bloody path through the Grain Protection Army.
From above, one could see that he had literally pierced through the battlefield, relying solely on his horse lance to fight his way to the rear of the Grain Protection Army and charge towards the four great hall officials of the Pacifying Evil Office...
The horse lance in his hand, already stained with blood and flesh, was raised with all his might, pointing towards...
...the mysterious shadow within the ghost army formation, standing atop the iron coffin.
...
"He..."
The Heaven's Mandate General's fierce aura drew everyone's attention, and this scene also caught the eyes of countless others on the battlefield.
For a moment, they were shocked, their eyes almost popping out. Everyone stared fixedly at the raised horse lance, which was aimed at the mysterious shadow behind the four great hall officials.
"He's gone mad, daring to point a weapon at that noble figure?"
"..."
This scene was so insane and oppressive that the sounds of battle on the battlefield quieted down.
A deathly silence enveloped the area, and all eyes were filled with terror and shock.
Only in this silence did Yang Gong, sitting on the lame little ghost's buttocks, who had been secretly watching the shadow in the night sky, seem to finally confirm something after an unknown amount of effort. He cried out joyfully, "Blessings and fortune to Lord Hu!"
"May Lord Hu live a long and prosperous life, and may his wealth increase..."
"..."
"What?"
Yang Gong, who was also looking in that direction, was startled by the little ghost's exclamation. He turned around abruptly and picked it up, "What did you say?
"
...
...
"So, what exactly is your background, that they want me to personally kill you?"
At this moment, Hu Ma, seated on the iron coffin, slowly raised his eyes to look at the Heaven's Mandate General, Zhong Benyi, who was fighting his way out of the war formation. He was unstoppable, but Hu Ma's brows furrowed slightly.
This man truly had exceptional skills!
Being able to break through this battle formation, forcing soldiers to make way and evading others, was enough to demonstrate his formidable martial prowess.
Looking across Mingzhou, there were probably not many who could match him head-on.
But what use was that?
Hu Ma narrowed his eyes. This man's abilities were indeed impressive, but if he wanted to kill him, even without relying on any other means and solely using his New Year's Eve Daoist skills, Hu Ma was confident he had a seventy percent chance of victory.
If it weren't for the sacred altar in Mingzhou City channeling magical power into his body, and the Governor God protecting him, even the Red Lantern Lady would find it as easy as turning her palm to kill him.
As for now?
As he approached, the Punishment Official Saber held by the Ghost Slayer Saber wielder in his arms began to tremble and emit a menacing aura.
It wasn't that Zhou Datong intended to do anything, but the saber had sensed something and was already filled with murderous intent.
On the other side, Seventh Aunt was so angry that she glared and picked up her shoe. Zhang Agu merely frowned, but the malevolent ghosts behind her had also become agitated, unable to tolerate him even if it was just to curry favor with the Pacifying Evil Office...
To put it simply, the so-called Heaven's Mandate General rushing towards him was just asking for death.
So, what were those distant relatives in the city thinking, to make such a move in the end?
As these thoughts ran through Hu Ma's mind, he narrowed his eyes.
At that very moment, behind him, where Old Yin Mountain was located, a gust of wind suddenly blew.
The wind was fierce, as if the Mountain Lord who had been observing the battlefield all along finally understood the situation.
He quickly delivered this message...
"So that's how it is?"
Hu Ma's gaze turned deep, and he coldly fixed his eyes on the Heaven's Mandate General. Suddenly, he understood the intentions of those people.
In his gaze, the Heaven's Mandate General had already burst out of the battle formation, brandishing his horse lance with excitement as he urged his Red-Haired Flame Bull to charge across the final stretch of open ground.
Before the man even reached him, the rolling yin wind and formidable aura around Hu Ma's position had already intertwined with the general's own aura. The outer robe covered in blood on his body suddenly began to crumble and fall off, revealing the garment he wore underneath.
It was a strange garment, neither leather nor silk.
It appeared to be just a peculiar piece of clothing, but at this moment, under the influence of the battlefield's killing intent, the heavy yin energy of the ghost soldiers around Hu Ma surged, giving rise to an extraordinary aura. In a certain moment, he seemed unapproachably lofty, his features becoming blurred.
It was as if, in that instant, he had transformed into another person, bringing back a quality that didn't belong to him, something that had long disappeared from this world, to once again look down upon all creation.
"Hula..."
Mysteriously, even the spirits and malevolent entities accompanying the Four Great Hall Officials knelt down instinctively.
In various places across Mingzhou, the altars were still lit, but the oil lamps on them dimmed simultaneously, and the incense burning beside them also, without prior agreement, burned into the same shape at that very moment.
The three incense sticks shortened, the incense ash condensed but unbroken, bending forward in unison like a bow.
The decline of the sacred altar, an extremely ominous sign!
Hu Ma turned to look at the Heaven's Mandate General, his face already turning as dark as water, "So, the tool you use to deal with me is this skin?"
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"The deed is done!"
In Mingzhou, as the Heaven's Mandate General reached the Four Great Hall Officials, the person at the main altar heaved a sigh of relief, even feeling too lazy to watch, and muttered to himself, "The reincarnated malevolent spirit from back then almost cursed to death all the imperial bloodlines, but some who had fallen into the common folk, not protected by the imperial fortune, survived. Some even benefited from the residual fortune due to the rapid demise of the imperial bloodline, borrowing its power and attaching themselves to these people."
"Regardless of their family background or abilities, each of them is born with Heaven's Mandate."
"Finding this bloodline and donning the garment made from that skin, for a moment, he becomes the Emperor."
"The Pacifying Evil Office is a court treasure, and the Golden Mace was bestowed by the previous Emperor."
"You ignorant child, recognizing the might of the Golden Mace, you wish to claim it for yourself. Alas, you can discern its power, but you don't know that, no matter how powerful it is, it is inherently restrained by you."
"Now that the Heaven's Mandate General has reached you, if you attack him, it will be great treason, and the Golden Mace of the Pacifying Evil Office will turn against you. If you don't attack him, you will have to bow to him, and once you bow..."
"Your prestige and fortune will be suppressed by him, and how can you then shoulder the responsibility of the Pacifying Evil Office?"
(End of Chapter)
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