Zhang Jing and his group rode their horses at full speed, and soon arrived at the edge of the deafening battlefield on the plain.
Smoke and dust filled the air, and the aura of blood soared to the sky.
The two armies were locked in a fierce battle, the sounds of clashing swords and spears filling the air, along with shouts and screams.
Zhang Jing's caravan of only a few dozen people appeared extremely insignificant on the edge of a battlefield with tens of thousands of people.
Soon, stragglers patrolling the perimeter noticed them.
A burly soldier from the remnants of Emperor Liang's army grinned, spat, and shouted to his comrades, "Hey! Guys, look what's coming over there?"
Another soldier, carrying a spear, glanced at them lazily: "Judging by their appearance, do they look like some ignorant merchant caravan? How dare they come to the edge of the battlefield with just a few people?"
"Tsk tsk, they're tired of living! Do they think this is a marketplace?"
"Why bother with them! When the mutinous troops rush over, we'll take them down one by one, saving us the trouble!"
"Haha, you're right. They can only blame themselves for being blind!"
Several soldiers burst into laughter, completely disregarding the small group.
The villagers who had been following from a distance were so frightened by the sight that their legs went weak and they almost collapsed to the ground.
"It's over, it's over, those soldiers look down on them!"
"What should we do?!"
The soldiers on the edge of the battlefield hadn't even finished speaking.
"Boom!"
A deafening roar shook the earth violently!
In the center of the battlefield, on the side closest to Chen's army's line, three huge mounds suddenly rose from the flat ground!
"Moo!"
Immediately afterwards, three giant bulls, made entirely of mud and as big as city walls, roared as they emerged from the mound!
With their hooves flying and immense force, they charged towards the chaotic group of soldiers!
"What is that?"
"ah!"
Those soldiers who were fighting fiercely, whether they were Chen's army or the remnants of Emperor Liang's forces, had never seen such a scene before.
Caught off guard, they were knocked over by the earthen ox, screaming in agony!
The formation was thrown into chaos instantly!
"Quick! Get out of the way!"
"What kind of sorcery is this?"
However, this is just the beginning.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The ground shook again, and thick, towering earthen walls rose from the ground one after another!
These earthen walls, seemingly random and crisscrossing, instantly divided the chaotic battlefield into individual squares!
Many soldiers were trapped in a cramped space, separated from their comrades, and terrified.
"The wall! The wall is up!"
"We can't get out! We're trapped!"
Before they could react, the sky suddenly darkened.
The once clear sky was now covered with dark clouds, a heavy, oppressive mass, as if the sky were about to collapse!
"Snap!"
A blinding bolt of lightning ripped through the sky!
Immediately following, large raindrops—no, dense flashes of lightning!
"Boom!"
One after another, bolts of lightning, like furious silver serpents, crashed down from the dark clouds!
Without bias, all the blows landed on the group of soldiers separated by the earthen wall!
"ah!"
"Holy crap!"
"Help!"
As lightning struck, the soldiers were knocked off their feet, their screams echoing throughout the area.
They were all charred black, their hair stood on end, their faces were blackened, smoke was coming out of their mouths, and their eyes were vacant. They were almost dumbfounded by the blows.
On the battlefield, all that remained for a moment were the roars of the earthen oxen, the towering earthen walls, and the thunderous roars!
Those Liang Emperor's remnants who had been mocking Zhang Jing's caravan were now terrified and scrambling to escape the area.
But he found himself trapped by the earthen wall, and could only watch helplessly as lightning raged not far away.
"A demon! A monster!"
"A divine intervention! This is divine power!"
Most of the soldiers on Emperor Liang's side were ordinary soldiers who had never seen such a scene before.
They assumed it was the wrath of the gods or the encounter with some kind of unparalleled demon.
On the Chen family army's side, there were many extraordinary individuals among the troops.
These people, though they usually possess some ability to command the wind and rain, and to conjure soldiers from beans.
But compared to the earth-shattering scene before them, it was nothing!
"What incredible power this is!" A strategist dressed as a Taoist priest exclaimed, his face turning ashen.
"The power of earth and the might of thunder... could it be that the mountain god himself has taken action?" Another sorcerer dressed in strange clothes asked, his eyes filled with shock.
Chen Wang, the commander-in-chief of the Chen family army, also had a solemn expression as he stared intently at the inconspicuous little caravan on the edge of the battlefield.
A thin, elderly man with a goatee standing beside him suddenly narrowed his eyes and exclaimed, "It's Huang Shan! This is Huang Shan's work!"
"A barren mountain?" King Chen was taken aback.
The old man exclaimed urgently, "There's no mistake! Such unfathomable power can only be wielded by believers in the desolate mountains who are protected by the gods! How could they be here?"
He immediately realized that this was no accident!
"Quickly! Go now! Don't make enemies with them!" the old man urged Chen Wang. "I'll go and negotiate with them!"
King Chen naturally understood that such a being was not someone they could easily offend.
He immediately gave the order: "Pass down the order! All soldiers are forbidden to act rashly! Do not attack that caravan!"
Immediately, the thin old man, escorted by a group of guards, carefully carried a white flag and approached Zhang Jing.
The earthen wall seemed to possess a spirit, automatically splitting open a path in front of them.
The old man was even more uneasy. He stopped a few feet in front of Zhang Jing's horse, cupped his hands and said, "May I ask if you are an honored guest of the Wilderness Merchant Caravan?"
The several extraordinary individuals behind him also watched Zhang Jing and the others with tense expressions, not daring to breathe loudly.
Zhang Jing sat firmly on his horse, his face as cold as ice, and did not answer immediately.
Seeing this, the old man broke out in a cold sweat and quickly explained, "Honorable guest, please calm down! We have absolutely no intention of making enemies of this desolate mountain! The battlefield was chaotic just now, and we hope you will forgive us if there was any disturbance!"
"Our army is fighting the remnants of Emperor Liang's forces here, and it is not our intention to obstruct your caravan's journey."
"As long as our esteemed guest gives the order, we will immediately command our soldiers to clear a path and respectfully escort our esteemed guest away!"
The old man adopted a humble posture and spoke earnestly, as if afraid of offending this group of mysterious visitors from the desolate mountains.
Zhang Jing stared coldly at him until he finished speaking, then slowly took out a cylindrical object made of sheet metal from beside the saddle and presented it to the old man.
"That's not it!" Zhang Jing's voice, amplified by the metal cylinder, became incredibly loud and clear, carrying throughout the vicinity.
The old man was taken aback: "So, what does this distinguished guest mean?"
Zhang Jingfeng's eyes flashed with murderous intent, her voice icy: "I ask you, have you looted the villages around here?"
"Which of you two fighting forces stole the food and property from those innocent civilians? Now, immediately, return it all to them!"
"Otherwise, don't blame us for taking action again!"
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