Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

The distance between the two parties is getting closer and closer, but the man in the lead is already slowly riding his horse forward. It seemed like he didn't notice the ambush here at all. Saltus couldn't help but feel delighted in his heart, while considering if he should send some cultivation resources to the man in charge of sending the news. On the other side. He was secretly excited about the military merits that he was about to obtain.    

    

Finally, the leading troops had completely entered their encirclement. Saltus finally could not hold it in anymore. He waved at the soldiers behind him. He stood up and took the lead to rush towards the leading troops. In an instant, shouts of killing rose from the hillside on both sides of the road. In this dark night, it was especially frightening.    

    

However, the young man in the lead did not show any signs of panic. He only heard a snap of his fingers. A flame ignited, igniting a torch in his hand. Then, he raised a hand and made a few gestures behind him. The soldiers of the Carduus Army, who had been following Yang Xuan outside the Profound Gate Pass, had already regarded the Fallen Leaf Plains as their backyard. They had a tacit understanding with Yang Xuan and immediately understood what he meant. All of them jumped up from their horses and lifted the carriage behind them. It was a linen cloth used as a cover. Under the linen cloth, there was no grain army. All of them were military arrows and shining knives and spears.    

    

Seeing this scene, Saltus's soul almost left his body. After greeting the family of the person who sent him the news a hundred times in his heart, he wanted to order his troops to retreat. But his soldiers had already rushed out after receiving the news. How could it be so easy to make them retreat now?    

    

Saltus's heart suddenly turned cold. He looked at the young commanding officer who had just given the order. He had long disappeared from where he stood. Saltus looked around and found that the young officer had appeared on the hill behind him. He was holding a tree trunk that had been cut into rolling wood. The top of the rolling wood was still burning with flames. At the same time, on the opposite hill, a man was holding a burning rolling wood in his hand.    

    

"General Greed, do it."    

    

Yang Xuan shouted at Tan Lang, who was on the opposite side of the hill, and threw the log in his hand down with great force. In the harsh winter season, the shrubs on the hill were all very dry. After the flame passed by, it immediately started burning. Furthermore, Yang Xuan had obviously prepared more than one rolling wood. After throwing down the first rolling wood, he immediately took out the second rolling wood from somewhere. The rolling wood had been emptied, and a lot of fat had been poured into it. When the rolling wood was burnt to a certain degree, the fat would flow out from the middle and continue to spread to the distance.    

    

On the other side, the one thousand soldiers of the Carduus Army had already loaded their crossbows with arrows. They aimed at the soldiers of the Barbarian Clan who were rushing down the hill. These arrows were all military-grade. Their destructive power and penetrative power were very strong. They could easily penetrate two soldiers into a gourd. In addition, these soldiers had already mastered quite a good crossbow technique back in Profound Gate Pass. After firing a ballista bolt, very soon, they could shoot out a second arrow, which made the soldiers of Barbarian Clan miserable for a moment. These soldiers were ready to turn around and run back, but they found that the hillside had already been set ablaze.    

    

Because the Barbarian Clan produced wool, the winter clothes of these soldiers were heavy coats made of wool. The wool was much more flammable than cotton, even if it was slightly closer to the flame. It was possible that it would be combustible.Edited by: Lifer, Fingerfox Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio However, if they took off their wool coats, these soldiers would charge out of the sea of fire. It was impossible for them to survive in this cold winter without any heating measures.    

    

For a moment, the soldiers of Barbarian Clan were in a dilemma.    

    

Ning Ziwei walked out from the crowd, wearing his ancestral armor. He held a huge sword in his hand. Under the illumination of the fire, Ning Ziwei looked like a god that had descended to the mortal world, causing the soldiers of Barbarian Clan to be scared out of their wits.    

    

"I... I surrender. Don't kill me."    

    

A sergeant of the Barbarian Clan knelt down, trembling. He kowtowed to Ning Ziwei and begged for mercy. However, Ning Ziwei's facial expression was so cold that it made people feel a little cold. He waved the big sword in his hand. He chopped off the sergeant's head and rolled on the ground. He disappeared into the darkness.    

    

"Kill the Barbarian Clan, leave no survivors, take revenge for our dead brothers."    

    

Ning Ziwei raised his sword high and shouted at the soldiers behind him.    

    

"Charge!"    

    

The soldiers behind Ning Ziwei seemed to have been injected with stimulants as they took their weapons from the carriage. They rushed towards the army of spectral cultivators. Under the siege of arrows, flames, and cold, the soldiers of Barbarian Clan knew that they were about to die. However, they still lost their fighting spirit. They didn't even have the last struggle. In a short period of time, this small mountain range, which was usually sparsely populated, was so small that almost no one passed by it. For a moment, the ground was filled with blood. In the darkness, Saltus was prostrating on the ground as he advanced. He had abandoned the wool jacket on his body. He was wearing a military uniform that he had taken off from a dead soldier of the Carduus Army.    

    

With the help of this military uniform, Tulcha tried to escape from the battlefield. He knew that if he was caught by the soldiers of the Great Wei here, the Barbarian Soldier in the Falling Blade Cliff would not have a good time in the future.    

    

At this moment, a foot suddenly appeared in front of Tolja. Tulcha looked up and saw a young man looking at him with a hideous smile on his face. He said in a creepy tone, "Where are you going, General Saltus?"    

    

"You... Who are you? What are you talking about?"    

    

Saltus pretended to be confused and looked at the young man in front of him. However, in fact, his heart was trembling with fear. He thought that his disguise technique was powerful enough, and his movements were also very secretive. He didn't expect that he would still be discovered.    

    

The young man who was treated as the savior by the border guards of Profound Gate Pass smiled faintly, as if he didn't hear what Saltus said. He grabbed Saltus's collar, pulled him up and said, "General, why are you in such a hurry to leave? My master said that you are a worthy opponent for him. He has always wanted to have a drink with you!"    

    

"Who is your master?"    

    

" My master? "    

    

The young man still had a smile on his face. His eyes narrowed, revealing a dangerous light. He said to Saltus, "You must have heard of my master's name. His name is Zhou Fengmiao."    

    

"What?"    

    

Saltus was shocked. He jumped up from the ground and wanted to run away, but the young man would not give him the chance. He reached out a hand like an iron clamp and grabbed Saltus's arm.