Shi Zairong was just joking with Lin Feng, but Lin Feng replied in a serious tone, "Just stay wherever is safe. Do you really need me to teach you this?"

Shi Zairong gave a bitter laugh and pointed to the bundle on the table that he had prepared early that morning. He said, "Put on the breastplate inside. It won't be of much use to me if I keep it here. It's better to give it to you masters."

Lin Feng glanced at the bundle, patted the armor on his chest and said, "No need, you can keep it. Hurry and change your clothes. I'll go check the situation outside the town first."

As the east dawned, the candlelight in the small town was still blazing. The mighty army of Qingliang Valley outside the town was already gearing up and ready at a pre-arranged location. Wang Yanzhou, riding a tall horse, stood shoulder to shoulder with Shi Zairong. Gazing at the Tianshu Tower army also engaged on the opposite hillside, he couldn't help but sigh, "Grandmaster, I never thought we'd actually fight side by side."

Shi Zairong nodded slightly and responded, "Yes, I wonder what the prince thinks about what I told him yesterday?"

Wang Yanzhou was slightly startled. He had fallen asleep after drinking the medicine yesterday. If Wang Nianqing hadn't seen that he hadn't returned yet and rushed over with his armor to wake him up, he would have probably slept for a while longer. If Shi Zairong hadn't said it, he would have actually forgotten what happened yesterday. Although he had forgotten, it would have been too arrogant to say it directly: "Haha, let's talk about it after the fight. This matter is very interesting."

A moment later, Xiao Liang rode over on his horse and said, "Master, everything is ready. We can set off at any time."

Wang Nianqing, who had been waiting for a while, saw Xiao Liang coming and said, "Your Majesty, the entire Qingliang Army is ready."

Wang Yanzhou and Shi Zairong exchanged a glance, then they drew their swords in unison and pointed them toward the sky: "Sound the horn, and set off!"

...The sound of horse hooves raised a cloud of yellow dust. The morning light, which should have brought brightness and hope, sprinkled on the earth at this moment, but it seemed to open a strangely clad door. Behind this door was the entrance to Fengdu Ghost City. One wrong step would lead to the endless hell.

When two armies faced each other, according to the rules, they had to shout first to boost morale. Of course, Tianshu Tower was no longer a stranger to Shi Zairong or Qingliang Valley, so there was no need to say unnecessary words.

Although Shi Zairong disliked Xiahou Qing and Tianshulou's actions from the beginning, they were ultimately serving the same cause in Nanyue. He never expected that the allies he had once sat and chatted with would now become his enemies, pushing him to his death. "Pavilion Master, long time no see."

Xiahou Qing rode his horse forward a few steps and said, "My Lord, Grand Master, are you all right."

From Xiahou Qing's tone, the two parties involved didn't hear any concern. Wang Yanzhou looked at the trembling soldiers behind him and couldn't help but raise his voice two degrees: "Master Xiahou, do you really intend to let these weak old and sick people fight against our tens of thousands of elite soldiers?"

"..." The people behind Xiahou Qing were naturally terrified when they heard Wang Yanzhou's words and saw his well-organized appearance. However, at this moment, none of those forcibly abducted by Tianshu Tower retreated. Of course, those who had previously tried to escape were executed in front of everyone by Xiahou Qing in a very extreme manner.

Xiahou Qing tilted his head slightly, took in the mighty army behind him, and shouted, "When they followed me out of Qinghe County, they already had no way to retreat. If they took a step back, they would die; if they moved forward, they might die, but if they were lucky, they could be promoted and given a fortune, and their lives would be transformed. Therefore, I, in my humble opinion, do not consider them to be old, weak, sick, or vagrants."

What Xiahou Qing said was actually correct. Compared with the masters of Qingliang Valley, these people did not have much combat power, but their potential was enormous, especially those who had been forced into a desperate situation.

However, before Wang Yanzhou and Shi Zairong could say anything, a sharp arrow suddenly flew out from behind Xiahou Qing, aiming directly at Wang Yanzhou's face. Facing the sudden danger, Wang Yanzhou, though unprepared, remained undaunted. The arrow stopped just a few fingers from Wang Yanzhou's face.

Wang Nianqing casually tossed the arrow aside, patted her sore hand, and said, "I didn't expect that the Pavilion Master's team would have such a capable archer. I guess the Pavilion Master has quite a few cards up his sleeve."

Looking in the direction from which the arrow came, the man in the crowd, who was wearing very eye-catching clothes and was wearing silver armor very similar to that on Wang Yanzhou, put away his bow and gave Wang Yanzhou a mocking smile.

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Xiahou Qing nodded in satisfaction and said, "Excuse me, Your Highness. Archers, get ready!"

When Wang Nianqing saw Yunhe, he thought to himself that this was not good. Wang Yanzhou and he looked alike, and now they were dressed alike. The battlefield was a chaotic battle, and injuries to one's own people were inevitable. If they weren't careful, people on either side could injure Wang Yanzhou because of a misjudgment. Xiahou Qing had made a very good plan.

While everyone was worried about Wang Yanzhou's comfort, Wang Yanzhou calmly took out a bright red silk flower from his arms and tied it on his helmet: "Master Xiahou, you really underestimate us. We are just archers. Do you really think we are unprepared? Soldiers, listen to my command and form a battle line!"

As soon as the words fell, the soldiers of Nanyue and Qingliang Valley quickly formed their battle formations as if they were one body. While everyone was busy with their tasks, not daring to relax, their eyes could not help but glance at the delicate and charming peony silk flower adorned with green leaves above Wang Yanzhou's head.

This move surprised Shi Zairong and others. The army was composed of men. Could it be that Wang Yanzhou had anticipated that Xiahou Qing would be able to do this? This was impossible.

After feeling everyone's gaze, Wang Yanzhou coughed twice and whispered, "Don't look at it. This is something my wife brought me. It reminds me of someone I've met. Although it's a bit overbearing, I didn't expect it to be useful in this way."

Everyone around Wang Yanzhou was slightly stunned, and then they said in unison: "Princess Qingliang is indeed worthy of her reputation."

"Thank you for the compliment." Wang Yanzhou's expression suddenly changed after he stopped talking. "I see Xiahou Qing isn't planning to take action just yet. Send a message back. Have the rocketeers on the city wall stand by. When the two armies officially start fighting, aim their arrows at the Tianshu Tower camp."

"yes!"