Chapter 88 Poison Smoke Tactics
"Boom—! Boom—!"
Several muffled thuds exploded deep within the thick clouds, like muffled thunder.
On the desolate plains outside Liangzhou City, the gale still howled, swirling with that eerie yellow-green poisonous smoke, like a moving wall of death, slowly approaching the city.
On the high platform of the Northern Yan camp, the Grand Preceptor Wuma Ji looked at the few plumes of "white smoke" that exploded in the sky, and a sneer of extreme contempt appeared on his tattooed face.
"Foolish woman!"
Wuma Ji brandished his bone staff, his voice hoarse and grating, "Want rain? I've already set up the 'Drought Demon Formation,' sealing off all moisture within a hundred miles! Don't even think about getting a single drop of dew, let alone rain!"
"This poisonous smoke is made from the combined energy of countless corpses. It grows when exposed to wind, and when exposed to water... Hmph, ordinary water will only make it more toxic!"
"Prepare to die, you bastards!"
With a flick of his bone staff, the poisonous smoke seemed to come alive, churning and accelerating towards the walls of Liangzhou City.
On the city wall, the soldiers had already covered their mouths and noses with damp cloths, but looking at the overwhelming poisonous fog, their eyes still couldn't hide their despair.
"Oh no... how are we going to block this?"
"This is sorcery!"
However, just as the poisonous smoke was less than a hundred meters from the city wall, and even the front-line soldiers could smell the nauseating stench—
"Tick-tock".
A drop of icy liquid unexpectedly landed on Chen Jin's nose.
He paused slightly, then looked up.
"Tick-tock, tick-tock."
Then came the second drop, and the third drop.
The previously gloomy sky suddenly seemed to have a gaping hole. Countless large raindrops, pulled by gravity and carrying with them the chill of the high altitude, poured down!
"Splash—!!!"
heavy rain!
It was a torrential downpour, the likes of which hadn't been seen in months!
"Rain? It's raining?!"
"It's really raining! The goddess has appeared!"
The soldiers on the city wall cheered and jumped for joy; some even took off their face towels and looked up to catch the life-saving rain.
Don't pick it!
Jiang Mianmian shouted, still holding the makeshift launcher, "This rain has been spiked! It's an antidote! It's also 'disinfectant'! Although it can detoxify, don't drink it! It'll give you diarrhea!"
This is a high concentration of silver iodide with a special neutralizing agent!
[Specifically targeting the alkaline components of that cadaveric poison! Do you understand acid-base neutralization? Do you understand chemical reactions?]
The rain poured down, colliding violently with the yellowish-green toxic smoke.
Contrary to Wu Maji's prophecy of "more potent toxicity," it instead emitted a series of "sizzling" sounds, like a red-hot iron block being thrown into cold water.
The originally arrogant and domineering poisonous smoke, once washed away by the tampered rain, instantly seemed to have met its nemesis. Its color quickly faded, and the suffocating stench was also masked by a faint medicinal smell in the rainwater.
Even more amazing is—
The low temperatures and downdrafts brought by the rain forcefully altered the local wind direction.
The north wind that was originally blowing towards Liangzhou City was suppressed by this sudden downpour and actually formed a reverse cyclone!
The lingering toxic fumes, which hadn't yet dissipated, were carried away by the cyclone and turned back—
The wind blew towards the Northern Yan camp!
"What?!"
Wuma Ji's eyes nearly popped out of his head, and he almost dropped the bone staff. "This... how is this possible? Defying fate? Commanding the wind and rain?"
"No! This is impossible! My Drought Demon Formation..."
"Cough cough cough—!"
A cloud of poisonous smoke was swept back by the wind and landed directly on Wuma Ji's face.
He was laughing wildly just now, his mouth wide open, and then he took a deep, solid bite.
"vomit--!"
Wu Maji instantly clutched his own neck, his face turning from white to green, then from green to purple. The poisonous smoke he was so proud of was now like a venomous snake, frantically gnawing at his internal organs.
"Help...help me..."
Not only him, but the Northern Yan army below also suffered.
They had been waiting to see the vast majority of their troops die from poisoning, and hadn't taken any precautions whatsoever. Now, the poisonous smoke billowed back, and tens of thousands of soldiers were instantly enveloped in a yellowish-green mist.
"Ah! My eyes! I'm blind!"
"Cough cough cough! I can't breathe!"
Screams, coughs, and the neighing of warhorses in fright instantly echoed throughout the entire Northern Yan camp.
This is the legendary case of "lifting a stone only to drop it on one's own foot."
They reaped what they sowed.
On the hillside.
Jiang Mianmian wiped the rain off her face, looked at the chaotic enemy camp in the distance, and revealed a smile that seemed to conceal her merits and fame.
【Done!】
This is the power of science! You old charlatan, which of your subjects did you fail: physics, chemistry, or meteorology? Did you fail them all?
Shen Jin stood beside her, letting the rain soak his armor.
He looked at the little woman beside him, soaked to the bone like a drowned rat, yet smiling brighter than the sun, and the shock in his eyes lingered for a long time.
To command the wind and rain.
Although she said she used "dry ice" and "silver iodide," he couldn't understand it.
But at that moment, in his eyes, she was a goddess.
She is the only and irreplaceable goddess in this vast land.
"Your Highness!"
Jiang Mianmian turned her head and pointed to the chaotic Northern Yan army below, "The opportunity to beat a drowning dog has arrived! Strike while the iron is hot and kill them! This rain will only last for half an hour, don't waste it!"
Shen Jin's eyes sharpened, and he instantly snapped out of his shock.
The ruthless and decisive regent is back online.
"Pass on the order!"
Shen Jin drew his sword from his waist, the blade pointing directly at the chaotic enemy camp:
"All troops, attack!"
"Leave no survivors! Kill!"
"kill--!!!"
The soldiers, who had been feeling stifled for days, were now bursting with morale. They opened the city gates and charged into the rain like a pack of tigers descending from the mountains.
Meanwhile, the Northern Yan army on the opposite side was so disoriented by the poisonous smoke that their fighting strength was reduced to less than one-tenth.
This is no longer a war.
This was a one-sided massacre.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier.
It washes away the blood on the ground, and also washes away the long-accumulated humiliation on this land.
Jiang Mianmian stood on the hillside, not following them down. She was exhausted. That "artificial rain" attack had almost depleted all the reserves and energy in her spatial storage.
She plopped down on the wet grass, watching Chen Jin's back as he charged through the enemy lines.
Wow, he's so handsome!
This man is even handsome when he's killing.
However… after this rain, my "goddess" persona is probably permanently sealed. I won't be able to explain myself anymore.
[Fine, let it be welded shut. As long as it protects the big project he cares about, being a charlatan... doesn't seem so bad?]
She took out a White Rabbit milk candy from her pocket, unwrapped it, and popped it into her mouth.
The sweet taste spread across the tip of the tongue, dispelling the bitterness of the rain.
This battle is finally coming to an end.
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