Chapter 711: Chapter 220: Battle of Generals_2
“If we can find those two, the alliance’s combat power will greatly increase.”
“What a pity…”
At this thought, the name Ning Zhuo popped into Lu Hongtu’s mind.
His eyes flickered slightly.
The information about the battle between the two ghosts of Heaven and Earth had already reached the alliance in Thousand Peak Forest.
The combined attack of Heaven and Earth had inflicted serious injuries on many Nascent Soul cultivators in the Liangzhu Country’s army, causing significant weakening to them, which was one of the key opportunities for the alliance in Thousand Peak Forest to proactively attack.
However, in the end, the two ghosts of Heaven and Earth were cleverly turned against by Ning Zhuo’s means, which led to their defeat and escape.
Therefore, the once small Foundation Establishment cultivator Ning Zhuo became a name that must be focused on in Lu Hongtu’s mind at this moment!
“Ning Zhuo, Ning Family… a real trouble.”
“After this great battle, we’ll strive to deal with this trouble as soon as possible!”
Lord Long interrupted Lu Hongtu’s thoughts: “Strategist, please continue.”
Lu Hongtu: “Yes.”
He continued: “The enemy’s city walls are high, and they have already consolidated all their forces to defend. It would be very unwise for us to force an attack.”
“Although we have an army, as is well known, it is not well-trained. Direct confrontation with Liangzhu Country’s regular military does not give us an advantage.”
“Thanks to the two ghosts of Heaven and Earth, the enemy’s Nascent Soul cultivators are far fewer than ours at the moment.”
“This point should be greatly utilized!”
Saying this, Lu Hongtu scanned the surroundings: “My suggestion is for our Nascent Soul cultivators to strike alone, to goad the enemy and engage in duels.”
The crowd expressed their agreement upon hearing this.
The alliance army is scattered, full of strong individuals, inherently better at solo combat rather than group warfare.
Such a way of dueling is most suitable for the alliance army to showcase its own strengths.
While the alliance was discussing, the Liangzhu Country army on the city wall was also deliberating.
The supervisor Zhao Xi, dressed in official attire and holding a commander’s staff, occupied the central position.
To the left were the Mechanical Princess Shuang Ling, White Jade Camp’s main general Shuangjing, Red Flower Camp’s main general Mu Lan, Fire Cloud Camp’s main general Lu Chi, and others.
To the right were the Spirit Chef Ding Pi and his apprentice Jia Wan, Liangzhu Country’s devotee Song Ji, Mo Yechen with a parrot on his shoulder, and others.
“As the great battle is about to commence, someone in our army is neglecting their duties and fleeing in the face of battle; they should be sentenced to death!” Shuangjing spoke while glaring darkly at Liu Er.
Zhao Xi immediately waved his hand: “The Three Generals Camp strategist Ning Zhuo, I have already issued a secret order for other arrangements.”
“I see.” Shuangjing immediately apologized.
Although Zhao Xi knew Shuangjing was trying to disgust him, he still frowned irritably.
He thought to himself: “What is with this Ning Zhuo?”
“At such a critical moment, he’s still not returning to the camp!”
“If the enemy sends out the two ghosts of Heaven and Earth, how should I respond?”
Just as he was thinking this, Zhao Xi saw a cultivator fly out from the alliance army.
His figure was blurry, enveloped in a layer of bloody light and shadow, with surging energy spreading like tidal waves.
It was the Blood Shadow Cave Master of the Six Cave Sect.
The Blood Shadow Cave Master opened his mouth to curse, insulting many of Liangzhu Country’s generals as incompetent and cowardly while issuing a challenge, daring them to duel.
If they didn’t dare, they were all cowards.
At this time, Chen Lingfeng was empowered by a Military Art known as the war cry.
Accompanied by his provocation, the Military Art exerted its power, causing a mysterious linkage of morale between the two armies.
Zhao Xi’s face darkened, fearing exactly what was happening.
The enemy’s higher-ranking combat power was at an advantage, fully utilizing this made Zhao Xi feel quite distressed.
“Who will go out and fight?” Zhao Xi asked.
As soon as the words fell, a Nascent Soul cultivator loudly said, “I’ll go!”
Everyone looked and found that it was Xu Dali.
Xu Dali now had no soldiers left, as his Barbarian General Camp was completely annihilated, leaving only him.
Arriving at the front-line camp, being in the heart of Thousand Peak Forest, reinforcements were hard to come by, and Xu Dali still hadn’t gained command of another unit.
Therefore, he wanted to achieve merits, but without the help of an army, it was quite difficult.
Now, it was a rare opportunity.
Xu Dali wanted to seize it fiercely and use it to turn his fate around!
However, Zhao Xi’s face showed hesitation.
Other cultivators also voiced their opinions, suggesting that Xu Dali was injured and needed more rest.
Of course, this was a polite, euphemistic way of saying it.
Xu Dali, eager, immediately slapped his chest, claiming that his injuries were completely healed.
He was straightforward and did not grasp the implied meaning of others’ words.
Zhao Xi was also thinking: “The first duel is crucial, although Xu Dali is of Nascent Soul level, his individual combat power is not outstanding. Better to skip him!”
Zhao Xi’s gaze swept across, finally settling on a particular cultivator.
“Master Lei, would you take the first battle?”
Master Lei’s real name was Lei Qingyang, his cultivation level was Nascent Soul.
He stood eight feet tall, straight as a pine, his muscle lines were chiseled like carvings, with a faint golden thunder pattern visible on his skin, as if electricity flowed beneath it.
His sword-shaped eyebrows slanted sharply, eyes bright as stars, with lightning flickering in his pupils. His nose was high and peak-like, jaw lines firm, his hair and beard all white but showing no signs of old age, with occasional sparks popping from his hair.
He wore an indigo robe embroidered with thunder-cloud patterns, the cuffs featuring the Big Dipper, the hem adorned with thirty-six Exorcism Thunder Jades, which emitted clear thunder sounds when they clashed as he walked.
Upon Zhao Xi’s call, he immediately nodded slightly, gave a Taoist salute with a loud voice: “I accept the command!”
He acted swiftly, flying off the city wall facing the Blood Shadow Cave Master.
The other cultivators raised no objections.
Lei Qingyang was a veteran strongman with deep roots, long-established fame and profound foundation, primarily studying the Nine Heavens Thunder Brilliance Scripture, controlling the divine skills to vanquish evil thunder explosions, a True Monarch level expert.
Zhao Xi’s arrangement was also correct.
This was the first duel, and the outcome was crucial, its result greatly affecting morale.
The two soared higher, the Blood Shadow Cave Master babbled incessantly, whereas Lei Qingyang snapped a stern shout, taking the initiative.
He pointed a finger, sending thirty-six Exorcism Thunder Jades from his hem flying towards the Blood Shadow Cave Master.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
As the Thunder Jades collided in mid-air, each collision erupted in thunderbolts.
Thunderbolts blasted towards the Blood Shadow Cave Master, the exorcising power countering the latter.
The Blood Shadow Cave Master let out a grim laugh, flinging three scarlet Blood Pearls from his sleeve.
The Blood Pearls expanded with the wind, transforming into three colossal Blood Flood Dragons, laden with foul stench charging forward.
The Blood Flood Dragons were fierce, breaking through the thirty-six Exorcism Thunder Jades, besieging Lei Qingyang.
Lei Qingyang lightly slashed with his sword finger, causing the Thunder Strike Sword from his back to soar!
Swordsmanship—Sword Qi Soaring!
Thunder Skill—Electric Snake Dance!
The sword released vigorous sword qi, piercing through the surroundings, transforming into countless electric snakes, with immense power intertwining the Blood Flood Dragons into blood rain.
Lei Qingyang seized the momentum, using his left hand to form a cult gesture summoning Nine Heavens Cloud Thunder.
Clouds parted, with nine massive grinding purple thunder pearls plummeting down, targeting the Blood Shadow Cave Master.
The Blood Shadow Cave Master’s form abruptly dispersed into blood fog, the thunder pearls pierced through, blowing the vast land below into fragments.
Blood fog spread across, simultaneously condensing atop Lei Qingyang into a shading blood curtain.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh.
The blood curtain thickened, solidified, transforming into a blood river streaking across the sky.
The blood river surged back, turning into a viscous blood cascade, enveloping Lei Qingyang.
Lei Qingyang’s expression shifted slightly, unwilling to resist directly, intending to move, yet his form was frozen mid-air.
The blood fog wrapped around him, transforming into blood talismans, temporarily immobilizing Lei Qingyang.
“When did I fall for the trick?!” Lei Qingyang felt a wave of shock.
He couldn’t evade, seeing the blood cascade approaching, flipped his palm summoning the Thunder Marsh Gourd.
The gourd spouted a spread of azure thunderclouds, hanging above Lei Qingyang.
Next moment, the blood cascade crashed onto the thunderclouds, sizzling fiercely, both sides engaging in intense consumption.
Blood fog evaporating into crimson steam, seemingly returning empty-handed. However, it was silently condensing behind Lei Qingyang.
The Blood Shadow Cave Master emerged from it, wielding the Blood Transformation Divine Saber, stabbing Lei Qingyang from behind!
Lei Qingyang’s hair stood on end, his body erupting with dazzling electric light, shattering the blade tip.
Lei Qingyang turned and struck with a palm, palm thunder pattern transforming into Five Thunders Seal, landing on the Blood Shadow Cave Master.
The Blood Shadow Cave Master chuckled coldly, vanishing instantaneously.
He only lost a blood shadow clone, with his true form reappearing up high in the sky.