Chapter 609: Pacifying Sibao County (Part 11) [Requesting Monthly Tickets]
"I had no idea that Lord Shen had a general like you under his command..." Just as Shen Tang's eyes darted around, trying to come up with a countermeasure, he heard the enemy general's calm voice. In stark contrast, the general relentlessly pressed forward with fierce and cunning moves, each strike aimed at taking a life.
Shen Tang felt a cold wind sneak up on her back. She spun around and kicked away the giant shield that had attacked her, seemingly effortlessly, but actually, her soles felt slightly numb. "Tsk, that thing is quite heavy," she thought, "Who would let outsiders know their own resources?"
Upon hearing this, the enemy general ceased his probing.
Focus on the enemy and find a good opportunity to decapitate them.
Shen Tang wanted to kill the enemy general in front of him.
Unfortunately, those heavy shield warriors were more difficult to deal with than expected.
As the saying goes, "A scholar should be looked at with new eyes after three days' absence," and these heavy shield warriors have made great progress. Back in the Lu Xia County battlefield, their equipment was enormous, with heavy shields that were a full ten feet tall, half a foot wide, and a finger's thickness, but still required two people to hold them together; now, however, a single heavy shield warrior can fight with the shield, and although the length and width of the heavy shield have not changed much, the thickness has increased to three fingers.
They can even use heavy shields as boomerangs...
They would occasionally help the enemy general harass her.
After Shen Tang kicked away seven or eight heavy shields and a dozen spears in succession, even the enemy general couldn't help but lower his pupils and look at Shen Tang's legs. Before he could see clearly, Shen Tang's long sword was about to slash open his eyes, but the enemy general leaned back and dodged.
He maintained his backward lean, retreating almost parallel to the ground as several heavy shields flew overhead, flanking Chen Tang.
"roar--"
Suddenly, an exceptionally burly and robust strongman appeared behind Shen Tang, his shadow resembling a massive mountain of flesh. He crossed his arms above his head, gathering his martial energy, and with a resounding boom, slammed it down towards Shen Tang's crown.
Thump!
He slammed his fists against a barrier of literary energy.
Five beams of light followed closely behind.
Shen Tang hadn't expended much energy; with the [Five Virtues of a General] activated, her martial and literary energies surged and boiled within her. She seized the opportunity to slip away from the encirclement, causing the attacking strongman to collide with the heavy shield that couldn't turn in time, before slashing his neck with her sword!
A column of blood shot into the sky and gushed forth.
His head hit the ground, and his body was smashed into a bloody pulp by the heavy shield.
Shen Tang was splattered with bright red blood on half of her body.
The heat in her blood was carried away by the passing wind, raising goosebumps on her skin. She coldly stared in the direction of the enemy general, the vanguard elites rapidly closing in on the horizon behind her. The literary barrier and the [Five Virtues of a General] she had just created were both Jiang Sheng's work. Unexpectedly, the enemy general had somehow returned to his own ranks, and over a thousand heavy shield warriors had formed their battle formation.
This time, however, the target was not Shen Tang.
Instead, it was the vanguard battalion that was still advancing, with a loose formation.
"drink!"
Over a thousand heavily armored warriors roared in unison, their voices echoing through the heavens. With this shout, in the next instant, an invisible malevolent aura materialized above their heads, condensing in a single breath into a large, black-and-red cloud, which then transformed into a massive, entirely black and red shield. Its design was far more detailed than the shields wielded by the heavily armored warriors, its surface adorned with hundreds of grotesque, demonic faces, tongues lolling out, mouths agape, and rolling eyes.
If you listen closely, you can hear the whispers of countless vengeful ghosts.
Those with weak minds are easily swayed by emotions.
Shen Tang was closest to it, and vaguely felt a kind of unease, a violent energy surging in her chest. Then, demons and monsters, sword trees and mountains of blades, entangled her before her eyes, and blurry yet familiar faces surrounded her, murmuring "Give me back my life"—good heavens, these things even had a mental attack component. She swallowed hard, gripped the sword hilt tightly, and forcibly suppressed the discomfort.
"I don't want to be killed again—"
Her lower eyelids had turned scarlet without her noticing.
A detached gaze swept over those illusions.
"Get out, all of you!"
The illusion that came to collect a debt from Shen Tang clutched its head, letting out a miserable and terrified wail, before being torn apart at the waist by the sword light.
Shen Tang felt the world instantly become peaceful.
When I opened my eyes again, I saw a shield that was rapidly enlarging.
The shield spun rapidly, heading straight for the vanguard camp behind Shen Tang. In its path, trees fell and grass lay flattened, and the sand beneath their feet was whipped into the air by the gale. Shen Tang gathered all his martial energy into the sword's tip and casually swung it out: "One sword once faced a million soldiers."
Buzzing—
The sword's edge cleaved through the sky and earth, striking the shield that seemed to blot out the sun. The moment the two collided, the world fell silent.
No, silence is just a sensory illusion.
The world was not truly silent; what was truly silent was their hearing. It was as if a deity was watching a play, and with a wave of their hand, they were deprived of their hearing. They could hear nothing, and could only use their eyes to appreciate this silent spectacle called "Sword Light Slices Through Shield."
Suddenly, hearing returned to the body.
Countless cacophony of sounds rushed into my ears.
The power of the giant shield hadn't completely dissipated; only 60% of its destructive force had been neutralized by Shen Tang's sword strike. After separating, they attacked the vanguard camp separately. This time was enough for Jiang Sheng to organize the elite vanguard into battle formation: "Flawless!"
Although the vanguard battalion's morale was hastily rallied, Jiang Shengwen's powerful literary aura was enough to compensate for the shortcomings of a hasty engagement. With his assistance, a circular barrier woven from golden fluorescence rose from beneath their feet, closed above their heads, and finally clashed with the giant shield.
Boom boom boom—
An even louder commotion erupted than before.
Beneath the storm, warhorses neighed and figures moved about.
Shen Tang stood in the wind, her body motionless.
"roar--"
A cyan beastly shadow tore through the sandstorm, opening its blood-red maw as if to swallow Shen Tang whole. The sword's edge clashed with its scales, producing only sparks but no blood. Shen Tang: "What kind of monster?" Needless to say, this must be the enemy general's martial totem.
The Martial Spirit Totem is comparable to a summoned beast, and she wants one too.
She consulted with Gong Shuwu and a few others several times, trying to awaken her totem using their experience, but failed repeatedly. To comfort Shen Tang, Gong Shuwu guessed that it was related to her dual cultivation of literary and martial arts, making it more difficult to awaken than for ordinary martial arts practitioners.
She leaped into the air to dodge, but the giant blue crocodile, with an agility disproportionate to its size, lashed out with its tail. She was forced to shift her weight, playing right into the hands of the Martial Spirit Totem's master. Simultaneously, enemy generals attacked, their movements perfectly coordinated with the crocodile.
But the attack missed its target.
A flicker of surprise crossed the enemy general's eyes. Shen Tang chuckled and said, "Now that I've exhausted my martial energy, do you think you can take my head?"
He asked calmly, "Why not?"
A warrior without courage is not interested in taking the heads of enemy generals.
"That's because...you're not qualified!"
Shen Tang swung his sword, but without much effort, the sword's edge was neutralized by the enemy general's long tail before it even reached his face.
but--
The enemy general looked on in astonishment.
The aura contained within the sword's edge is unmistakable.
It's not martial spirit, it's scholarly spirit.
Looking up at Shen Tang again, the latter showed no signs of exhaustion.
"You are... skilled in both literature and martial arts???"
The word "absurd" flashed through the enemy general's mind.
Shen Tang replied, "So what if it is?"
Enemy general: "..."
I've been fighting with an idiot for so many rounds?
Shen Tang closed in, sticking to the enemy general and attacking relentlessly. However, she underestimated the tacit understanding between the Martial Spirit Totem and its master; the totem always managed to intercept her deadly moves at just the right moment. Shen Tang also had to keep an eye on the battle between the vanguard and the heavy shield warriors, preparing to provide support at any time. Therefore, she couldn't focus entirely on the enemy general. Furthermore, the enemy general possessed a high level of Martial Spirit and considerable combat experience. Once he sensed that Shen Tang posed a threat to his life, he would tactically retreat, creating distance. As a result, the situation on this side reached a stalemate, with neither side gaining the upper hand.
Shen Tang: "What kind of cowardly fighting style is this?"
The enemy general was completely unaware that he had done anything wrong in trying to save his own life.
"You've disappeared now?"
Shen Tang: "..."
This beautiful head cannot be cut off for the time being.
On the other side of the battlefield, Jiang Sheng commanded the vanguard battalion. Having previously fought against the Heavy Shield Warriors, who were a key trump card under Huang Lie's command, his subordinates naturally held a targeted discussion on the power of words against this elite force.
By simulating the configurations of both sides and reviewing the game on the chessboard battlefield in a different dimension of consciousness, a set of countermeasures has been developed.
"Like the collapse of earth..."
"Like a broken tile!"
"Complete collapse!"
Jiang Sheng's [Collapse] differed from Chu Yao's; the latter also possessed corrosive abilities, but the shields of the heavy shield warriors were thicker than before, making this corrosion a mere tickle. Jiang Sheng focused more on the terrain changes this military formation's incantation caused, gathering the morale of his troops and transforming the ground beneath the enemy's feet into a ghostly swamp. Pairs of ghostly hands reached out from below, grabbing their ankles and pulling them into the mud. The vanguard elites were fully empowered, each wielding a spear…
"In battle, courage is paramount."
The warriors' martial energy surged, followed by a surge of adrenaline, as if encouraged by some force, coursing wildly through their meridians. Jiang Sheng shouted again, "Go all out!"
Under the influence of the Word of Power, martial energy overflowed, lingering around the body and never dissipating, like a celestial being draped in a feathered robe. As they charged forward, these energy transformed into towering phantoms that accompanied them...
(`) Sending heart
Goodnight everyone (3[▓▓], Shiitake is going to take a bath now.
(End of this chapter)
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