roccoschili Chapter 19 The Eight-Headed Serpent, the Eight Banners Shrine
Chapter 19 The Eight-Headed Serpent, the Eight Banners Shrine
Five hundred white horses spread out in the wilderness.
From sprinting quickly to chasing the wind and lightning, the wind no longer becomes an obstacle; the two become one, like limbs.
I smelled a strange and putrid odor in the wind.
Taiping Qianhu led one hundred households and elite cavalry towards Dagukou.
With superb dynamic vision, even the slightest movement becomes incredibly noticeable.
The wind has already shown them the way.
The enemy is in the reeds seventy paces to the northwest.
The wind is blowing everywhere, why are you the only one not moving? You're just drawing attention to yourself.
Taiping Qianhu (a military commander) could gather the wind into arrows and shoot them with a wave of his hand.
"shoot!"
A group of soldiers followed the direction indicated by the commander, nocking arrows from their bows.
The enormous arrow of wind swelled as it faced the wind, then exploded seventy paces away, transforming into countless sharp blades that cleaved the reeds in two.
A group of ratmen clad in black armor and clothing shrieked, "Retreat!"
The armor-piercing arrow pierced the armored ratman's left eye in an instant.
The arrows that followed pierced it, turning it into a sieve.
Seventy paces was a fleeting distance for the White Horse Cavalry. The commander calmly released his bow, letting the enemy be swallowed by the spirit world. He gripped the crescent-shaped sword at his waist with both hands, using the inertia of the high-speed cutting to control the Pegasus to circle the rat-men's ranks in an arc.
The rat-men only had time to see the flash of the blade before they fell one after another.
Even those who survived by sheer luck were followed by many more followers.
As Taiping Qianhu slowly slowed down his celestial horse on a high ground, adjusting his breathing and the surging spiritual energy within him, the crescent-shaped scimitar in his hand underwent a significant transformation, and the celestial horse spewed out clouds of mist.
More righteous followers gathered here, clutching gourds and drinking honey water madly.
Even the commander was baffled. "How many enemies are there?"
The centurion looked at his men and said, "Report! I didn't count them all, but there were quite a few. Everyone who could breathe was dead. One non-combat casualty."
"What's going on?"
"It crashed into a tree! Pegasus has already returned to the Spirit Realm to recuperate, while Yi Cong was unconscious and was just pulled out of the river."
In the post-battle debriefing, the volunteers felt that the battle ended too quickly and they didn't really feel anything.
They went back and counted the corpses, managing to piece together more than a thousand heads.
Only one unlucky guy who went too fast, couldn't brake in time, and lost control of the vehicle will become a typical example in the military.
After a brief rest, the troops dispatched three riders to escort the wounded back to camp.
Taiping Qianhu raised his hand and summoned a new crescent-shaped scimitar. With one hand, he made a grasping motion in the air, and the Kaiyuan Bow fell into his palm. The excited Tianma was surrounded by clouds and mist, and he led the remaining righteous men to capture the fish that had escaped.
As for cleaning up the remains of the corpses, that's not their job.
Unless the water source is polluted.
The night is getting darker.
A few survivors broke through the defenses and fled in disarray.
In the acropolis, Jiazi suddenly drew his bow, raised it, and hurled it into the sky. The arrow, imbued with psionic energy and carrying the force of the wind, exploded high in the air, creating a blinding flash. "The enemy is in the air!"
A dark shadow vanished in an instant.
"It's a gyrfalcon!" Jiazi recognized the beast's appearance at a glance.
A streak of azure shooting star streaked across the sky, the sword light transforming into a rainbow.
The beast let out a mournful cry as its wings were broken off at the roots, and it was captured by Si Chen with one hand.
Si Chen passed through the clouds and fell like a shooting star onto the bell and drum tower of the city.
Jiazi suddenly leaped three zhang high, grabbed the eaves of the bell and drum tower with both hands, and flipped onto the roof. "What a beast! I once wanted to keep one in captivity, but unfortunately I could not get one."
"Stew it up." Si Chen snapped the gyrfalcon's neck with one hand.
"It's such a pity," Jiazi said with some reluctance.
Si Chen laughed and said, "This beast has an owner and cannot be tamed. If it hadn't fallen into our hands, ordinary people wouldn't have been able to do anything to it."
Liu Ding, holding the Samadhi True Fire, lit torches and ordered his men to gather the corpses together.
The ratmen's corpses and armor were piled up into a small mountain.
The Samadhi True Fire instantly turned them to ashes.
Corpses that might have contained plague were transformed into treasures.
These ashes were collected and sent to the Sinong plant, which greatly promoted plant growth.
The molten metal ingots were taken to the Heavenly Craftsman and reforged, becoming another excellent weapon.
Ding Si, dressed in yellow, approached Si Chen. "Your Excellency, I have brought the troops. There are three hundred men. I brought your seal, yellow sheep, and hay, and they surrendered. However, you need to go and take a look."
Si Chen waved to Cao Youyi on the outer circle, "Reassure the people in the city, the crisis is over."
Jiazi led his followers back to camp.
Having just witnessed bloodshed, the righteous followers were burning with heat, their spiritual energy boiling.
Many of the volunteers had just returned to their camp when they were enveloped in a white light.
Si Chen arrived at the greenhouse where Si Nong was staying, which had become the dining room for the centaurs.
As a specialized subspecies of centaur.
They have two digestive systems and can survive on grass. This can lead to malnutrition and stunted growth.
This is intolerable for anyone.
Si Chen spotted the large mare with red ears and a red tail at a glance. The one clinging to a bone and gnawing on it was the one. She was eight feet tall, with very prominent chest armor and fine golden scales from her forehead to the corners of her eyes.
"It's rare to see a plant grow this big just by eating grass."
"Lord Heavenly Official, if we follow you, will we be able to eat our fill?" The mare stood up, squinted her eyes, and wagged her tail happily.
Si Chen glanced at this guy's background.
Fortunately, the "Dragon Descendant" and "Soaring Guard" knew what was important and didn't take up useless jobs or fall into evil ways while wandering.
When Mei Zhihuan led the Gansu army to defend the emperor, the army mutinied on the way. Mei Zhihuan used a large pancake to lure and kill its leader, and begged his way to the capital.
In this world, nothing is surprising.
Some people enjoyed fine wine and delicacies, while others starved to death.
"Of course. What's your name? What's your background? Why don't I remember you from the Imperial Stables?" Si Chen smiled, his smile becoming more friendly.
"My original name was Liu Ji. How could Your Excellency remember a nobody like me who awakened my bloodline while wandering?" Liu Ji looked at him expectantly.
Si Chen looked at the greenhouse that had been completely ruined by Ma Niang and slowly uttered two words, "It's fine."
The two officials in charge of agriculture were devastated.
Si Chen took a deep breath. "Tomorrow, invite the two Ministers of Agriculture over. Even if you have to tie them up, bring them over."
Liu Ding nodded slowly, his head fixed on the horse girls.
"That's really rare."
"Back then, all we saw were centaurs."
Si Chen sat down cross-legged, watching the female horses eat happily. "That only proves one thing: the degree of Sinicization in the Tang Dynasty was not high enough."
"come over."
Liu Ji looked at her companion, hesitated for a moment, then knelt down in front of Si Chen and placed her ear in his hand.
Si Chen stared in disbelief, then turned to look at Ding Si, who was dressed in yellow. "You didn't tell them?"
I'm not looking for a plaything.
Liu Ji stood up awkwardly, looking at Ding Si, who was dressed in yellow, and said, "You didn't ask either."
Ding Si: "Before I even said anything, they knelt down as soon as I took out the items."
I thought he was a perceptive guy, but it turns out he's far too perceptive.
Si Chen sighed, "Stand up straight."
Why are you hiding in the Triangle Lake?
Liu Ji, clutching her tail, said, "They even tried to get us to rebel, but I think they were just using us as cannon fodder, so we ran away halfway through. The first wave that came was the White Lotus Sect, and the next wave worshipped the Yamata no Orochi. They called themselves the Eight Banners Great Shrine, and they went even further, directly deceiving us and killing us."
"How did they lie to you?"
"They said if I killed him, I wouldn't have to pay..."
Si Chen couldn't help but sigh that there were still too many inhuman things in this world, making his moral bottom line seem out of place here.
"The Eight-Headed Serpent, the Eight Banners Shrine?"
"Hehe, that's really interesting."