Chapter 250: The Walking Dead and Ghost Soldiers
At the front lines, the two armies faced off, but the fighting subsided briefly.
Hensheng and the enemy commander were locked in a fierce battle, with Chunzhi constantly trying to join the fray. However, when masters clash, it's difficult for outsiders to intervene; a slight misstep could easily result in friendly fire.
The enemy general seemed tireless, and his movements remained undiminished even after fighting all night.
Hensheng already had more than a dozen wounds on his body.
"Our army's morale is low, and we have suffered a series of defeats. The enemy general challenged Your Highness to a duel, and they fought for two hours. The general is undecided and asked me to invite you over to think of a solution."
Su Zhenzhen watched from her horse and saw that the enemy's morale was high, as if they were waiting for their commander to cut off Hensheng's head so that they could launch a full-scale attack.
The situation is indeed very bad.
If the fight continues, it's only a matter of time before Hensheng is defeated.
After all, human energy is limited, while the enemy general is like a robot, every move he makes is still full of power.
Suddenly, Su Zhenzhen realized that the enemy general opposite her looked familiar.
Isn't this... Xu Guanshan?
Is he still alive?
But if he were still alive, he would definitely not be this age now.
Chunzhi rode over and stood beside Su Zhenzhen.
"Is there any way to kill the enemy general in one move?"
Chunzhi asked urgently, but Su Zhenzhen remained silent.
Strictly speaking, my profession is that of a Taoist priest, not an assassin. So how could I possibly kill someone in one move?
But you know what? She can extract the soul of the opposing general, instantly rendering his physical body powerless.
Speaking of the soul, Su Zhenzhen suddenly realized that the enemy generals did not have souls.
It has no soul, but its physical body can move freely.
Isn't this just a walking corpse?
Su Zhenzhen's expression changed drastically, and she quickly rode her horse to the war zone.
"What are you doing? Are you out of your mind?" Chunzhi hurriedly spurred her horse to catch up.
Su Zhenzhen took out a Thunderbolt Pill and handed it to Chunzhi, "Find an opportunity to throw it at the enemy general later, and then run away without stopping. Now let the army retreat."
Time was of the essence, and Su Zhenzhen didn't have time to give any further explanation.
Walking corpses can eat people.
Who knows when the person pulling the strings behind the scenes will give Xu Guanshan the order to suffer a terrible fate?
Xu Guanshan did indeed die back then, but no one expected that he would be turned into a walking corpse.
Moreover, this walking corpse looks no different from a living person, which shows that there are masters of mystical arts in the capital.
Su Zhenzhen was also taking a gamble, betting that the ghosts and spirits of the world would not dare to touch the Soul Summoner clan.
Even if I lose the bet, I'm unlikely to die anyway.
Su Zhenzhen rode her horse at breakneck speed, and the two were locked in a fierce and inseparable battle. She decided to knock them both off their horses.
In the 906th century, if Su Zhenzhen had the chance to go to an amusement park, her favorite ride would be bumper cars, which she had ridden past several other children.
She was confident in her driving skills.
Chunzhi stayed close to Su Zhenzhen, and although she didn't understand her actions, she still gestured to the rear to indicate that they were retreating.
When she was less than a meter away from Hensheng, Su Zhenzhen shouted at the top of her lungs.
"Hateful life, leap the horse!"
Hensheng's body reacted faster than his brain. Almost at the same time he heard Su Zhenzhen's voice, he dodged Xu Guanshan's attack, dismounted, and rolled twice on the ground.
At the same time, Su Zhenzhen's horse collided with Xu Guanshan's warhorse.
"Bang--"
"Roar—" The horse cried out in pain, looking up at the sky.
Su Zhenzhen spurred her horse to ram it again. Fortunately, she had fed her horse Rejuvenation Pill and Strength Pill beforehand, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to do it a second time.
Fortunately, Xu Guanshan didn't dare to lay a hand on Su Zhenzhen.
All ghosts and monsters in the world who are related to spirits dare not act recklessly when they see their ancestors.
One of their ancestors was the Lone Soul, the ancestor of all souls.
The other is the Necromancer clan, since the Necromancer clan can command all the souls in the world.
Although the walking corpse has no soul, there was once a soul residing in this body. As the saying goes, a goose leaves a trace in its wake, so it is impossible for it to leave nothing behind. Even the faintest traces of soul consciousness will subconsciously submit.
Su Zhenzhen rode her horse and rammed it several more times, finally knocking Xu Guanshan's horse down.
"Now!" Su Zhenzhen shouted to Chunzhi.
Chunzhi threw out the Thunderbolt Pill and immediately turned her horse around and galloped away.
Meanwhile, Hensheng, who was on the ground, had already stood up straight. He took the opportunity to mount Su Zhenzhen's horse, and with her in his arms, rode away from this place of trouble.
"Bang--"
An explosion rang out behind him, and flying pieces of corpses slammed into Hensheng's back.
Despite Hensheng's fierce protection of Su Zhenzhen, Su Zhenzhen could still clearly smell the stench of the corpse.
Fortunately, the dreaded feeding was worthwhile, and the horse under his saddle ran incredibly fast.
Chunzhi was not so lucky. Although her warhorse was a fine steed, it was still faster than the speed of sound.
Chunzhi was hit by the blast wave and was thrown off her horse. Fortunately, she reacted quickly and hugged the horse carcass tightly to cover herself.
The Huo family army retreated ahead of time without any casualties, but the aristocratic families' army was in a terrible state, since the power of the Thunderbolt Pill was comparable to that of an atomic bomb.
An atomic bomb is enough to sink an island into the ocean. While the Thunderbolt is not quite that extreme, it is more than enough to wipe out a group of enemy troops.
She herself provided the Thunderbolt Pill, but Chunzhi was the one who threw it. Su Zhenzhen didn't know if the consequences of being dragged into this were her responsibility.
However, if a choice hadn't been made immediately, it would have been difficult to save Hensheng once Xu Guanshan's mortal nature was unleashed.
Upon returning to camp, Su Zhenzhen did not forget to send a cavalry squad to bring Chunzhi back.
Not only will the aristocratic army suffer a major blow, but the person behind the scenes who manipulated the zombies will also face a backlash.
What a joke! If demons were so easy to refine, the human race would have devoted all their energy to mystical arts, just waiting to refine one zombie after another as slaves, so that the human race could forever remain high above and be emperors.
The death of a person and the entry of their soul into reincarnation is a natural law of heaven and earth. Anything that goes against the way of heaven must pay a corresponding price for its existence.
Chunzhi suffered only minor injuries and was otherwise unharmed. She declared that she would take Xicheng in one fell swoop.
Su Zhenzhen let her be.
On the contrary, the situation of hating life is somewhat bad.
Walking corpses are ghosts, and their weapons naturally become ghost weapons, containing ghostly energy.
Although the wounds on Hensheng's body were not fatal, the evil energy was eroding his yang energy.
When a person lacks Yang energy, they may become weak and sickly, or even be haunted by wandering spirits and die from their daily torment.
Hensheng possesses the golden light of merit and pure imperial blood, which allows him to neutralize some of the damage caused by evil spirits.
The power of a ghost soldier depends on how many people its master killed in his lifetime; the more people it kills, the more ferocious it becomes.
Without a doubt, Xu Guanshan was once a subordinate of Huo's army and had the blood of many barbarians on his hands.
Not to mention that he brutally murdered his own son; this single act alone would naturally transform the sword in his hand into a ferocious ghost weapon after he became a walking corpse.
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