Although the warriors of the Prince of Qi's mansion were carefully selected experts, He Li had just inspected those terracotta figures and confidently said that they were just inanimate statues. Who would have thought that they would suddenly come to life?
Moreover, these terracotta figures are quick and accurate in their movements, and their coordination is seamless, just like a well-trained army.
So much so that they could dodge one or two knives, but couldn't dodge spears and halberds from other directions.
Before they died, they all cursed He Li's ancestors for eighteen generations. It's all because of this incompetent teammate that he ruined everyone.
Seeing that half of his men had died on the spot in the blink of an eye, Zhao Ruizhi flew into a rage: "You're asking for death!"
An immense pressure spread outwards, and at the same time, a golden light flashed. Before anyone could see what was happening, the terracotta warriors within a radius of several dozen feet had shattered into pieces.
“This guy is indeed very strong.” Mi Li’s voice rang in Zu An’s ears, and the seriousness in her tone was obvious.
Zu An gave a wry smile: "Grandma, you're only realizing this now? I've known this for a long time."
Mi Li snorted and ignored him.
The remaining members of the Qi Prince's Mansion hurriedly gathered around Zhao Ruizhi. Although everyone knew that the emperor might not let them go, that was at least a matter for later. Right now, those terracotta warriors were going to kill them.
As for the corpses of their companions, who cared about them now? Even Zhao Ruizhi stared solemnly at the dark mass of terracotta warriors in the distance.
Zu'an, however, didn't seem to care about the terracotta warriors. After all, they were old friends. His gaze fell on the corpses of the Qi King's assassins, and he couldn't help but ask in confusion, "Master, don't you think these people have a little too little blood?"
“It is indeed a bit little; it seems their blood was absorbed by the ground as soon as it flowed out,” Mi Li said with a puzzled look. “But it’s normal for this kind of dry ground to have this phenomenon.”
"I hope I'm just overthinking it," a shadow fell over Zuan's heart.
Just then, a series of booming sounds came from afar, and everyone's expression changed, because they recognized it as the sound of army footsteps.
Such uniformity is clearly a characteristic of a strong and disciplined army, and the sound of these footsteps even faintly resonates with heaven and earth, proving that they have gained the approval of heaven and earth.
Even Zhao Ruizhi subconsciously stepped back.
No matter how powerful he is, he is still no match for an army with all its branches of service.
Just then, a square formation behind the dark mass of terracotta warriors stopped, drew their bows and arrows, and almost instantly a large volley of arrows rained down from the sky like a storm, accompanied by a piercing sound as they pierced the air, demonstrating their immense power.
Zhao Ruizhi dared not be negligent. He raised his hand above his head and slowly opened it. A golden light shield formed above his head, enveloping everyone in it.
He still had a use for Zuan Bi Linglong, and as for the people from Qi Wangfu, he might need these cannon fodder to explore this secret realm later, so he didn't plan to give up on them for the time being.
Of course, he wouldn't be foolish enough to protect these people to the death. If the situation turns against him, he would decisively shrink the range of the golden shield to conserve his energy.
The dense barrage of arrows struck the golden light barrier and bounced off to the sides, as if the golden light barrier were incredibly slippery.
Mi Li's voice rang out: "Learn from him. He didn't take those arrows head-on. Instead, he used minimal force to change their direction and move them aside. This minimizes energy consumption. Besides the difference in cultivation level, the biggest difference between high-level and low-level cultivators is their use of force. You people waste most of your strength every day."
“Yes, I understand.” Zuan nodded.
"You understood so easily?" Mi Li was a little suspicious. She originally wanted to take this opportunity to give the other party some pointers and show her presence as a master, but the other party was not cooperative at all, making her feel like she had punched thin air.
"Of course, I've read countless of these theories in online novels before," Zu An replied casually.
Mi Li: "..."
Having been with this guy for so long, I naturally know that his way of thinking is different from that of people in this world, and he always comes up with words I've never heard of before.
Hmm, I'll find a chance to ask him what that online novel is.
The previous rain of arrows had blotted out the sky, but Zhao Ruizhi's protective shield had blocked them all. Seeing that only a few scattered arrows remained in the air, he sneered, "Nothing special!"
Mi Li chuckled to herself, "This guy is just being stubborn."
Zu'an asked, puzzled, "What do you mean?"
“It is difficult for a single cultivator to fight against an army, because there are countless cultivators in the army, and there are special formations that can greatly increase attack and defense. If some grandmasters had come over with that kind of powerful arrow rain, they would probably have been shot into pincushions by now. Although the emperor successfully blocked it, how could it be so easy? Didn't you notice that the surrounding light shield is much dimmer than at the beginning?”
Zuan saw that it was indeed the case, and in some places, he could even see faint cracks. However, the others who had escaped death were all amazed by the emperor's miraculous skills and did not notice these details.
Just then, a terracotta warrior, noticeably taller than his companions, leaped onto a carriage from the distant camp. He then drew a giant bow, the arrow in his hand gleaming with a dark light. In an instant, it transformed into a black lightning bolt, and in the blink of an eye, the enormous black arrow struck the very center of the golden light shield.
Sizzle!
A series of sharp, piercing sounds rang out, as if two rough pieces of metal were rubbing against each other.
The jet-black arrow spun wildly, and the light shield it struck visibly dented in.
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