Chapter 492: Ten Thousand Banners Slay Yama (Part 7) [Requesting Monthly Tickets]
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What happened?
"The earth, the earth dragon, the earth dragon has turned over!"
This happened so suddenly that, apart from the patrolling soldiers, almost no one was awake at that time. The moment the earth trembled, some of the light sleepers were startled awake, their minds still reeling, as the ground beneath them cracked and collapsed, and flames shot straight into the sky.
That fire was powerful.
Basically, it burns wherever it touches.
The capital of Shiwu followed the example of the states within the pass, with its core buildings mostly constructed of precious and rare wood. Even families with slightly more modest means still used treated cowhide and sheepskin, meticulously sewn together in several layers, with the interior covered by heavy curtains.
Those with slightly lower means used coarse cloth that had been dried and hardened in the wind, and would also apply several layers of oil to protect it from wind and rain.
In short, it's all flammable.
The earth trembled, a fire dragon emerged, and to make matters worse, countless fist-sized sparks rained down from the sky, covering almost the entire inner city. This fire wasn't isolated; it spread like wildfire. There was no time to put it out, and to make matters worse, the tremors intensified. Many people were crushed in their sleep by collapsing tents and roof beams, as the flames surged forth like ferocious beasts drawn by the scent of blood.
"Wake up—the earth has turned over!"
"Aaaaaahhhhhh—"
"Help!"
"Fire, fire, fire——"
Those who managed to climb out were forced to flee in terror by the sudden inferno, as the earth-dragon's constant turbulence made it impossible to maintain their balance, and a single misstep could send them tumbling to their deaths. In an instant, terror spread, and the city was filled with terrified screams and agonizing cries.
When the Ten Crows Royal City was first built, it was considered that it was prone to flooding, and relatively comprehensive countermeasures were in place. However, all these measures had little effect in the face of this sudden situation. The earth dragon turning over and divine fire descending from the sky lasted for a full thirty breaths.
The inner city of Shiwu was in chaos, engulfed in flames.
The troops guarding the capital of Shiwu were naturally also affected, but they were mostly well-trained young men who reacted much faster than ordinary people. After the initial confusion and bewilderment, and the sacrifice of a small number of unlucky ones, they quickly stabilized.
However, stability does not mean that manpower can be successfully assembled.
The soldiers below were mostly ordinary people accustomed to obeying orders. In this chaotic situation, they were all burned and disheveled, unrecognizable even to their own mothers, let alone able to identify their superiors in the confusion and noise. Should they put out the fire first, or identify the hidden enemy? Or should they do both simultaneously? If they tried to do both, who would fight the fire and rescue the people, and who would fight the enemy and kill them?
All of this happened far too fast.
While most of them were still confused and busy putting out the surrounding fires, the ground, which had finally calmed down, began to tremble again, the tremors growing stronger and stronger, and they could vaguely hear the roars of unfamiliar cows.
"What is that thing?!"
"Will-o'-the-wisp!"
"The will-o'-the-wisp is coming—"
As the number of voices echoed, more and more people saw flames hovering in mid-air, rising and falling rapidly as they drifted towards them.
At first there was only one spark, then two, three, four... the sparks gathered into a dazzling sea of fire.
Upon closer inspection, it wasn't some kind of will-o'-the-wisp at all.
They are clearly bulls with their tails on fire!
The bulls howled shrilly, their eyes filled with madness. At a glance, there were probably over a thousand of them! The soldiers closest to them were trampled to death by the bulls as they charged, only managing to let out a scream before their bodies were trampled by one mad bull after another.
Even those who didn't die were cleaved in half by the enemy charging with the fire oxen, and thus met their demise.
Before anyone could rush to stop them, the herd of mad bulls with their tails on fire had already charged nearly a hundred feet into the camp.
"Who dares to stop me!"
"Kill them all!"
Behind the fire ox formation, a warrior leaped high into the air, his weapon aimed at the enemy's defensive wall. With a single, powerful strike, his forty-meter-long blade shattered the hastily erected defenses. With this warrior clearing the way, the fire oxen's momentum didn't diminish.
Wherever they went, corpses lay strewn about, and flames were rekindled.
The valiant warrior in full armor was none other than Xianyu Jian, the commander of the main force. The scholar in charge of the fire ox formation, however, was a surprise – neither Gu Chi nor Jiang Sheng, but Shen Tang, who always drew his sword and charged into battle. Jiang Sheng and Gu Chi were responsible for triggering the earth dragon's rise, seizing opportunities, creating chaos, and providing support in various locations. Then, a rather awkward situation arose.
Lin Feng followed Xu Quanbai's branch.
Gu Chi and Jiang Sheng need to maintain the earth dragon.
The main force is now missing a literary scholar who can hold the line.
Shen Tang was just thinking of squeezing more out of Jiang Sheng—after all, this guy had achieved great success in literature and his literary reserves were incredibly strong. She believed that if he gritted his teeth, he could do the work of two people, keeping an eye on everything and listening to everything around him. But to her surprise, Jiang Sheng and Gu Chi both turned to look at Shen Tang.
Why are you looking at me? Do I have something on my face?
Gu Chi glanced down at the Wenxin monogram on Shen Tang's waist, a somewhat malicious smile on his face, and spoke slowly.
The literary scholar you're looking for isn't here?
Shen Tang scratched his head: 【Who? ???】
Gu Chi coldly uttered, "[Isn't it my lord?]"
Shen Tang was stunned by the question and stood there dumbfounded.
Ah, this—
It took her a while to realize that she was also a scholar, but—[A true woman never plays a support role!]
Gu Chi sarcastically remarked: "At best, my lord can only be considered a young lady who hasn't yet reached marriageable age; she can't be considered a 'real woman.'"
Shen Tang: [...But isn't our plan to attack from both the air and the ground? Who's in charge of the air attack?]
Jiang Sheng, who had remained silent until now, said calmly: 【Sheng!】
Aside from not being able to conjure food using the incantations Shen Tang favored, deciphering and learning the other incantations wasn't difficult. Furthermore, Shen Tang never held back, so Jiang Sheng naturally knew them too. Leveraging his advantage in the Literary Palace, the power he unleashed was even greater than hers!
Shen Tang: 【…You're forcing martial arts practitioners to become scholars!】
No matter how much Shen Tang struggled, the plan was set. However, before the battle, Gu Chi and Jiang Sheng privately instructed Xianyu Jian to "rely on his own efforts" as much as possible. Their lord was not a proper scholar and was somewhat unreliable.
The boy, who had been given the instructions, nodded solemnly.
He was prepared that his lord was only a half-baked literary scholar. Perhaps because he had no expectations, he was pleasantly surprised. Although Shen Tang said, "A real woman never plays a support role," she was also proficient in using the most basic incantations of a literary scholar. She even used the [Fire Ox Formation], which was crucial in the sneak attack, with ease. Moreover, she used it more cunningly than other scholars!
She was standing on the back of the cow at the end of the procession.
With a wave of his hand, he shouted, "Charge, you gigolos!"
They charged relentlessly through the enemy camp, fighting without end!
They charged wherever there were the most people, seizing the opportunity when the enemy was "unstable" and not giving them any chance to gather their forces. As long as the troops could not be gathered, they could not form an effective fighting force, making the harvesting easier.
Soldiers clad in Xianyu Jianwu Armor followed closely on the flanks of the fire ox formation, while other soldiers wielded ten-foot-tall spears, raised shields for protection, or drew their bows to fire arrows. They were all like men on steroids, a mere thousand or so daring to directly confront tens of thousands!
\(￣︶￣*\))
Sigh, we shouldn't have run two lines simultaneously.
When will this title end?
(End of this chapter)
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