ebookland Chapter 120 March
Chapter 120 March
Above the sky, dark clouds rolled like ink, and amidst lightning and thunder, it seemed as if countless fighting spirits were roaring, and a shocking battle was about to begin.
The wind howled violently, blowing up dust all over the sky, and the sound of killing could be heard faintly.
The Linyue Dynasty army marched towards the barbarians in a mighty manner.
They were dressed in black armor, holding sharp weapons, and their steps were neat and heavy, and every step seemed to step on people's hearts.
At this time, in the newly built barbarian military camp, Manniu Niu looked at the two people in front of him with a gloomy face and a flame of anger flashing in his eyes. He roared loudly:
"What are you doing here? Why was the information about the formation leaked? Tell me!"
His voice was like thunder, shaking the entire tent. The two men kneeling on the ground were trembling and sweat was pouring down their foreheads.
These two people were none other than the barbarian general Bater, who was at the peak of the Danhua realm, and the fourth-level formation master Hiroshima whom Zhang Chentian had met at that time.
At this moment, they looked miserable, their clothes were tattered, and their faces were covered with bruises and scars.
Manniu glared at them, the anger in his eyes growing stronger. He strode forward and kicked Bater in the chest, knocking him to the ground.
Bartel groaned in pain, but did not dare to resist.
Then, Manniuniu looked at Hiroshima again and sneered, "You useless piece of shit! You can even leak a piece of information, what's the use of you?"
As he said that, he punched Hiroshima hard, sending him flying.
"I am willing to be punished!" After hearing what Manniuniu said, Bater said in a deep voice. He knew that because of the negligence of the two of them, the plan had come to nothing.
"No, this is not my fault. I don't know how the news leaked. You can't punish me anymore. You've already beaten me. Besides, I'm from the Wushuang Dynasty, not your barbarian tribe."
Hearing what Bater said, Hiroshima, who was knocked out, spoke hurriedly with a hint of threat in his tone.
Hearing these threatening words, the originally angry Manniu Niu instantly became furious. His face turned red and his eyes flashed with anger.
He stared at Hiroshima and said viciously:
"Believe it or not, I will kill you right now. Even if you are from the Wushuang Dynasty, so what? We, the Barbarian Bull Tribe, are not afraid of your Wushuang Dynasty!"
Hearing this, Hiroshima was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, his body shaking constantly and begging for mercy.
"Humph! Pin him down and give him fifty blows with the military stick!"
Manniuniu snorted coldly and said.
"As you command, Grand Marshal!"
Then two Nascent Soul cultivators came out and took him away.
The fifty military sticks here are not ordinary sticks, but spiritual sticks made of special materials.
If fifty military blows were struck, Hiroshima would be half-destroyed even if it didn't die.
"As for you..."
"Report~"
Just as Manniu Niu was about to say something, he was interrupted by a voice, and then a cultivator in the Condensation Realm hurriedly ran up to him.
The interrupted Man Niuniu said unhappily: "You'd better have something urgent to say, otherwise I will make you suffer."
"Reporting to the Grand Marshal, the Linyue Dynasty army is attacking us, and is currently about a hundred miles away from the military camp."
A cultivator in the Condensation Realm ran over in a panic, knelt on one knee, and said with a heavy face.
"What! How dare the Marquis of Yongchang!"
Upon hearing this news, Manniuniu was very shocked, but he didn't say anything else. He immediately ordered the people around him:
"You go and sound the alarm, and the others immediately notify the various armies to prepare to meet the enemy."
"Bater, I won't punish you this time. I hope you can redeem yourself from your crime and make meritorious contributions! Go and get ready!"
Manniuniu looked at Bater and said.
"Yes!"
After saying this, Bater left in a hurry and prepared to go.
After receiving the order, Bater quickly summoned his soldiers and deployed defensive fortifications.
He was holding back a sullen feeling in his heart and was determined to prove his worth in this battle.
At the same time, the army of the Linyue Dynasty was getting closer and closer, and the dust it raised covered the sky.
The general leading the army was none other than the Marquis of Yongchang, who was wearing green armor. He had been through hundreds of battles, and his eyes revealed determination and courage.
A few hours later, Ning Chuanshui looked at the barbarian camp dozens of miles away and said loudly:
"All troops, listen! Set up camp!"
After hearing Ning Chuanshui's order, everyone in every army started to get busy.
The Zhang family members were together with the Tiger Power Army. The Tiger Power Army had a total of 1,500 cultivators, including those who were skilled in body tempering, Qi condensing, essence condensing, and pill transformation.
Including the monks who came to support, there were more than 1,900 people in total.
Su Mojing saw Zhang Chentian busy, walked over and said:
"A bloody battle is about to begin. How are you? Are you scared?"
"There's nothing to be afraid of, just a little nervous."
After hearing what Su Mojing said, Zhang Chentian replied.
"It's normal to be nervous. After all, this is your first time on the battlefield."
Su Mojing smiled and patted Zhang Chentian on the shoulder.
Zhang Chentian nodded and said firmly:
"But I'm ready."
He gripped the sword tightly in his hand, his eyes fixed firmly on the direction of the barbarian camp in the distance.
"Okay! But you have to be mentally prepared, many people will die in the war." Su Mojing reminded.
"I understand!"
Zhang Chentian naturally knew what Su Mojing meant. This was unavoidable and something he had to face.
"Alright, as long as you understand this, hurry up and get ready. After a short rest, we'll attack."
"Okay, General Su!" Zhang Chentian replied.
As night fell, the barbarian camp was ablaze with lights. Manniuniu stood on a high point, gazing at the distant Linyue Dynasty camp. He was secretly calculating his tactics.
"Seventh Brother, what are you thinking about? Eat quickly, or you won't be able to eat when the battle starts."
Looking at Zhang Chentian who was in a daze, Zhang Chenhu couldn't help but say.
"Ohhh! Okay!"
Zhang Chentian reacted quickly and picked up the cooked monster meat and started eating it.
For the last meal before the battle, Marquis Yongchang had it prepared extremely sumptuous, allowing everyone in the army to eat to their heart's content.
"Tian'er~ Don't overthink it. What you're worried about won't happen. The family has provided everyone with top-notch equipment and life-saving measures. Don't worry!"
No one knows a son better than his father. Zhang Yihao saw what Zhang Chentian was thinking at a glance and comforted him.
"I know, Father!"
People from other realms in the family ate elsewhere and did not eat with them. This was the rule in the army.
After finishing his meal, Zhang Chentian found a quiet place and began to adjust his state.
He took a few deep breaths to calm himself down.
He knew that the upcoming battle would be extremely fierce and he had to remain calm and focused.
At the same time, in the barbarian camp, Manniu Niu was also making final deployments.
He sent out spies to closely monitor the every move of the Linyue Dynasty army.
As time went on, both sides waited for the battle to come.
The air was filled with tension, as if foreshadowing the coming of a bloody storm.