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Chapter 784: Mingzhou Ergoutou
Chapter 784: Mingzhou Ergoutou
"Hmph, the Ten Surnames are setting up a battle formation, looks like they're picking a fight with us?"
"How bold! Don't they know what happened to the Meng family?"
"Talking won't help, we've been hiding and showing ourselves for years, always fearing the Ten Surnames. Now that we've finally gained some power, it's time to show them who's boss!"
"But brothers, don't be careless. I see that the Capital City Defense Army not only has many soldiers but also carries Malevolent Aura, making them more formidable than ordinary troops. Without our army's arrival, we're missing a crucial talisman, and our usual tactics might not be enough to match them."
"..."
"I'll take care of this!"
As they approached the capital, a formation was set up, and in the depths of the night, everyone was indignant yet cautious. Suddenly, a loud voice was heard.
Everyone turned to look, and they saw a slender figure with flowing sleeves and a cold tone, saying, "Haven't you all heard? The Reincarnates are cultivating the One-Man Nation-Defying Technique. You were so focused on getting to the bridge that you didn't consider that you'd eventually face such a situation."
"Hmph, with such high skill, you don't need any talismans. Break through their formation!"
The crowd was impressed by his refined speech and asked with respect, "Brother, where are you from? What's your name?"
"I'll tell you after I win!"
The slender figure strode out of the darkness, and the army's lanterns illuminated his figure, making him appear gigantic. As he walked, his aura surged, and suddenly, he shook his arms, causing his long robe to flutter in the wind, giving him the appearance of a celestial being.
He shouted, "With a thousand armies and ten thousand horses at my command, I'll behead the guests and take their heads as trophies!"
As he spoke, behind him, loud shouts and neighing horses echoed, and dark clouds rolled above.
Amidst these endless dark clouds, a dazzling golden light appeared, and divine weapons flashed with silver traces. Countless Divine Weapons and Celestial Generals, too numerous to count, rode on mighty horses with thunderous hooves, like a flood pouring down from the sky.
The formidable sight and fierce soldiers even intimidated the Capital City Defense Army stationed before the capital.
As the ferocious soldiers charged forward, even the Ten Surnames' youths and experts among the army showed signs of unease, their faces slightly changing.
These legendary Malevolent Spirits had a notorious reputation, and their powers were vast. Each of them possessed incredible abilities.
As the descending army and horses reached their front, even the usually silent Capital City Defense Army braced for battle. Suddenly, their spears pointed forward, forming a solid line, clearly prepared for a fierce clash between the two armies.
At that moment, Zhao Sanyi, a member of the Capital City Defense Army, frowned slightly.
Looking at the dark shadows in the night, he felt a sense of dread. He was merely testing the waters, putting in three parts effort while keeping seven parts in reserve, ready to flee. He glanced uncertainly at the sky.
After making up his mind, he suddenly raised his sleeve to cover his face. As the sleeve fell, he opened his mouth wide, and in an instant, a burst of flames erupted, turning the night into a sea of fire.
A crackling sound filled the air!
The sky was filled with the sound of burning objects, and as the flames died down, the dark clouds and Divine Weapons and Celestial Generals disappeared.
In the sky, gold and silver paper, along with half-burned paper figures, rained down.
The slender figure, who had been walking forward, looked up, his posture still as majestic as a dragon or tiger. With a wave of his wide sleeves, he turned back.
For a moment, both sides were unsure of the situation, staring at him in awe. When they saw him returning, someone cautiously asked, "Brother, is this your One-Man Nation-Defying Technique?"
"This is the best I can do."
The slender figure said, "I've been researching for over a year, and I've confirmed one thing: the One-Man Nation-Defying Technique doesn't exist. It's just a bluff to scare them."
"Nonsense!"
Someone nearby angrily rebuked, "In Guazhou, someone demonstrated their skills!"
The slender figure replied, "I don't believe it. I suspect that person was just a showman, skilled at deception."
Seeing his shamelessness, others also became angry and demanded, "What's your name?"
The slender figure calmly replied, "I won't tell you."
"Is that so?"
At that moment, the Ten Surnames' youths and their experts in the Capital City Defense Army were also stunned.
"Is that so? The legends about those Malevolent Spirits are terrifying, but this is all they can do?"
Someone quickly warned, "Don't be careless."
"These Malevolent Spirits are acting weak, but they might be hiding their true strength. Don't forget that the Meng family was destroyed by them."
"We only need to defend this city and prevent them from entering. Ignore everything else. They might have already set up an ambush in the darkness, waiting for us to let our guard down. If we rush in, they'll seize the opportunity to break into the capital."
"..."
"I'll handle this!"
Just then, from the shadows, someone coldly snorted and stepped forward, holding a steel knife. He took a gourd and drank, then suddenly sprayed the wine onto the blade.
Holding the knife with both hands, he chanted a curse over the blade for a while, then raised it and shouted, "Treasure, turn around!"
The next moment, the knife turned and slashed his own neck.
"Ouch!"
Everyone was startled, but suddenly, they sensed a shadow darting out in the deep night.
In an instant, among the Capital City Defense Army, the front row of several dozen soldiers, who were clearly just standing there coldly, suddenly stiffened. Their heads on their necks quietly rolled off, and blood spurted out.
Especially one of them, whose head had been severed, was none other than the commander of the Capital City Defense Army.
He was a skilled warrior, but leading three thousand soldiers, he died silently.
Both sides were startled, only then realizing that this person truly had skills. To be able to cut off over a dozen heads in the army, it was even more impressive than cutting off the heads of some cowardly civilians.
But before they could finish their thought, a woman wrapped in a black robe suddenly darted out from within the Capital City Defense Army.
Under the black robe, her eyes, circled with dark rings, were filled with vigilance. She plucked a strand of her hair, burned it in the nearby torch, and then picked up the commander's head, placing it back neatly on his neck.
With the charred hair in her hand, she wiped it on the wound on his neck, and the head reattached.
The next moment, she turned around, squinted her eyes, and whispered something to a small skull in her hand.
The person holding the steel knife trembled slightly, as if a vicious aura was about to surge.
He gripped the steel knife tightly, hesitated for a moment, then sheathed it and retreated into the shadows, shaking his head and muttering, "The founder of the Witchcraft Sect is here, and they have tens of thousands of troops as protection. With such heavy vital energy, we're at a disadvantage in this battle."
For a moment, everyone's faces turned grim as they glanced at each other.
Someone quickly added, "It's impossible to get through. While you two were fighting, I tried several methods, but the Capital City is right there, yet I just can't seem to reach it. It's as if it's hidden in the Netherworld."
Another person said, "Not only us, even my paper effigy can't get in. It's as if the Capital City doesn't exist anymore."
"I just circled around the back, thinking of setting a fire or digging a tunnel secretly, but I didn't expect that both the front and back of the city are guarded by experts. I couldn't find an opportunity."
"..."
As they exchanged information, everyone's expressions grew more somber.
"We know that the Dalaofa Religion is still inside, planning against us, but now we can only watch from the outside?"
"Why not turn back and support the Victory Army?"
"They have a reincarnate from Mengzhou specifically protecting them. If we go, we won't be of much help."
"..."
In the darkness of night, shadows flitted about as people hurried over. Facing the impenetrable Capital City, its three thousand soldiers, and the Ten Surnames experts hidden among them, the crowd was truly blocked outside the city.
From time to time, someone would step forward to provoke, either to kill or to anger the other side, hoping to lure the soldiers into battle and find an opening. But all attempts failed.
Even those with powerful skills dared not use them, knowing that there were Ten Surnames experts among the soldiers.
Amidst the tension, dawn was approaching, and they were out of options. Suddenly, someone spoke up, "Let me try!"
"..."
Everyone turned to look, and in the darkness, another person arrived. He held a crimson lantern, its light illuminating his goatee and square jaw. With a furrowed brow, he strode through the crowd and stepped forward to the front line.
"Who is this, carrying a lantern, afraid of tripping?"
The crowd had been disappointed too many times, and seeing a stranger, they assumed he wasn't important.
But as this person held the lantern and slowly approached the Capital City Defense Army, Zhao Sanyi from the army suddenly frowned, focused his gaze, and his expression changed slightly.
Chen Abao, knowing Zhao Sanyi's keen eyesight, signaled him with a questioning look. Zhao Sanyi whispered, "It's the fake Hu Clan Young Master..."
Chen Abao was shocked, "There's really an evil spirit in the Hu Clan..."
Zhao Sanyi quickly covered her mouth, "Don't say what you shouldn't!"
It was indeed Second Pot Head who had arrived. Ignoring the gazes around him, he slowly lifted the lantern and walked forward. Since he hadn't made a move, the Capital City Defense Army also remained still, their countless eyes fixed on him.
When he reached about twenty zhang in front of the army, he slowly planted the lantern's handle into the ground.
The crimson light from the lantern flowed like water, instantly spreading outward.
The rolling crimson light intertwined with the darkness, creating a strange blood-red hue.
Within this eerie blood-red light, he flicked his sleeve, and hundreds of banners suddenly fluttered out, forming an altar in the battlefield. He held three incense sticks, bowed slightly, and the next moment, the sound of horse hooves and weapons clanking gradually rose from behind him.
But this sound of horse hooves was different from the earlier summoning of divine soldiers. It was clearly heavy and loud, and the crowd turned to look, only to see a team of fierce soldiers, their eyes covered, rushing out from the darkness.
Someone recognized them and exclaimed in both surprise and joy, "The Victory Army has arrived..."
"They came two days early!"
(End of Chapter)
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