Chapter 25: The Ferocious Beast of Ancient Times

  At this time, Feng Lin already knew that his opponent's shooting technique was extraordinary, and he didn't dare to hold any contempt. He made various dodging movements on horseback while charging towards the enemy, wanting to get closer to the opponent. The Moon Princess King remained calm and composed, raised her bow again, and Zhang Zixing saw clearly that there were actually three arrows on her bowstring at the same time. She couldn't help but shout: "Feng Lin be careful!"

  "Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!" Three arrows were almost simultaneously shot out, Feng Lin gritted his teeth and swung the wolf-toothed club like a whirlwind, with an unrelenting momentum. Although he managed to block one arrow, he was still hit by two more. Before he could even catch his breath, another three arrows came flying in. Zhang Zixing noticed that Wang Yueji's accuracy was astonishing, and her speed of shooting arrows was incredibly fast, like a rapid-fire montage in a movie. Every time she shot, it was either three arrows at once or in quick succession, creating a rain of arrows that seemed to fill the sky with just one person's strength. The divine arrow technique left people gasping in amazement.

  Feng Lin gathered his mind and lay flat on the saddle, only protecting his vital parts, ignoring the arrow wounds, thinking of rushing to an effective distance to display his Taoist skills to defeat the enemy. Unexpectedly, Yuè Jī Wáng saw through his plan, and with two consecutive arrows, shot out the eyes of Feng Lin's warhorse, causing it to fall in pain, throwing Feng Lin off the horse.

  "I know you have the left path technique, yesterday Wu Lu was killed by this technique, how could I give you the opportunity to display it!" Moon Princess Wang looked at Feng Lin, who was struggling to get up with a full body of arrow wounds, her face revealing a killing intent - her tactics were indeed effective, Feng Lin had an extraordinary skill, but he couldn't use it, and there was only one way to defeat him.

  "Die!" The Moon Princess's face turned cold, her beautiful eyes shot out a murderous intent, and three more arrows appeared on the bowstring. The sharp arrow cluster reflected the sunlight, sweeping across the dazzling cold light.

  "Not good!" Zhang Zixing saw something was wrong and quickly sent someone for rescue.

  The Moon Princess King was just about to shoot and kill Feng Lin when a high-ranking general suddenly rushed out of the Shang army, shouting from afar: "Moon Princess King!"

  This sound seemed to have a strange power that made Wang Yue's heartstrings vibrate, her hands went limp, and she almost couldn't hold the bow and arrow steadily.

  The general held a long spear in his hand, wearing silver armor, and it was General Zhang Guifang. Zhang Guifang shouted at the wind and forest: "You retreat, watch me capture this barbarian girl!"

  Feng Lin was originally one of Zhang Guilin's subordinates at Qinglong Pass. Seeing the General arrive in person to provide support, he felt grateful and didn't try to put on a strong front or say much more, hurrying back to his own camp.

  Yue Ji Wang saw the wind and Lin wanting to escape, with his bow bent and arrow ready to shoot, when he saw Zhang Gui Fang riding forward on horseback, shouting: "Yue Ji Wang, if you don't dismount now, what are you waiting for!"

  The Moon Princess King suddenly felt dizzy, and before she could steady herself, her body involuntarily tumbled off the horse. The Dongyi army was shocked by Zhang Guifang's extraordinary technique and sent people to rescue the Moon Princess King. Meanwhile, the Shang army soldiers were prepared and rushed forward to capture the Moon Princess King alive. With their leader gone, the Huai country fell into great chaos.

  The Witch King saw the two generals fall one after another, and in his great anger, he pointed with one finger. The ground around Zhang Guifang suddenly burst into flames, forming a ring of fire that surrounded him. Zhang Guifang's war horse was startled, and if not for the stirrup, it would have thrown its master off. Several times Zhang Guifang tried to urge his horse to charge out of the encirclement, but the flames were too powerful, and for the time being he could not break through.

  The Witch King did not stop, his hands raised to the sky, and he muttered incantations in his mouth. Suddenly, a red cloud appeared in the air, floating above the Shang army's formation. The red cloud flashed, and countless flames fell like rain, pouring down on them. The Shang army was momentarily stunned, but fortunately, they were well-trained and did not fall into chaos for the time being.

  Zhang Zixing had heard that Wu Jifeng was well-versed in magic, but he didn't think it would be this severe. He hastily ordered the giant shields to be placed on top, facing upwards to defend against the flames. However, these shields were originally used to defend against enemy arrows and were limited in number, mostly concentrated at the front row, so they couldn't completely withstand the raging inferno descending from the sky. At this moment, a pearl- and gemstone-studded umbrella appeared in mid-air, facing the wind and instantly growing to an enormous size.

  The umbrella spun around, and the surrounding flames were drawn in as if attracted by something, flying up and being sucked into the umbrella. The red cloud under the umbrella's attraction gradually retracted its radiance and finally dispersed without a trace. Even the flames around Zhang Guifang were drawn away, and Zhang Guifang, who was scorched all over, secretly thought it was lucky and quickly retreated back to the formation.

  After the firelight disappeared, the umbrella returned to its original state and fell into the hands of a general of Shang Jun. The general had a broad face and whiskers, with a rough appearance, who was Mo Lihong, one of the four generals of Jiamenguan.

  The Witch King's spell was broken, and he was slightly surprised. He lifted his sleeve and took out a pair of golden bells from his waist. The two bells struck each other, producing a sharp, piercing sound that seemed to pierce the hearts of the Shang army officers. Zhang Zixing only felt a slight tightness in his chest, as if something had hit him, but afterwards he didn't feel anything unusual. Looking around at the surrounding officers, they were all covering their chests with their hands, their faces contorted in pain, seemingly suffering greatly.

  At this moment, a few loud and clear pipa sounds suddenly rang out, and the sound of gold and iron was immediately suppressed. Only then did Mo Li Hai, who looked exactly like Mo Li Hong, stand in the middle of the scene, his agile fingers moving swiftly like flowing water, plucking the four strings of the pipa. The pipa displayed the four characters "earth, water, fire, wind" amidst the sounds of killing and slaughter, as winds and flames erupted around, rolling straight towards the Eastern Yi army. The Eastern Yi allied forces were originally not as well-trained as the Shang army, and immediately fell into chaos. Wu Ji Wang immediately threw the golden bell into the air, also summoning a great wind and fire, clashing with Mo Li Hai in mid-air, neither able to gain the upper hand.

  Mo Lai Qing saw Mo Lai Hong play the pipa, and he also chanted a spell to release the Qingyun Sword. Suddenly, a strong black wind rose, and the power of the pipa's wind and fire immediately surged, reversing the Witch King's power. The golden bell also lost its magical protection and fell to the ground, like an ordinary object. The wind released by the two Mo brothers seemed to carry thousands of spears, and any Eastern Yi soldier who came into contact with this wind and fire was reduced to dust. Although the coverage area was not very large, the power was truly astonishing, and the Eastern Yi generals fled in horror.

  The sorcerer king was about to cast another spell, but Mo Li Qing suddenly appeared out of nowhere and struck him with a golden jade bracelet, hitting him right in the back. The sorcerer king immediately fell off his horse, and if not for the secret technique protecting his body, this one move would have taken his life.

  Cang Jie Wang saw the situation, hastily dismounted to support Wu Ji Wang, and loudly said: "At this juncture, if we don't cast a prohibition spell, I fear our entire clan's fate will be in peril!"

  The Witch King wiped the fresh blood from his lips with great effort, knowing that he was not lightly injured. Hearing what Cao Jie said and seeing that their own army was about to collapse, he gritted his teeth and took out a small black triangular flag.

  Zhang Zixing was seeing such a large-scale battle for the first time, and he couldn't help but be amazed. As he saw the enemy army retreating, he was about to order his troops to pursue them when suddenly a red light flashed from Wu Jialang's direction, and the powerful winds and flames that the four demon generals had unleashed disappeared, as if swallowed up by some kind of power. The four demon generals were shocked, and in an instant, they saw the sky darken, with large black clouds gathering rapidly, and a low, rumbling beastly roar echoing from afar. At the same time, the ground began to tremble slightly. Zhang Zixing's brow furrowed deeply - could it be that Dongyi still had a large number of heavy armored cavalrymen who surpassed the times? At this moment, the horses of both armies seemed to have sensed something terrifying, and they were all startled, almost uncontrollable. It seemed that it wasn't some kind of cavalry, but rather something that inspired fear in them.

  The ground trembled more violently, and soon a giant beast appeared behind the Eastern Yi. The beast was about three meters tall, with a body as large as three big elephants, resembling a wild boar in appearance, with two sharp tusks standing on its mouth, looking extremely ferocious.

  Zhang Zixing suddenly felt a chill, looked up and gazed at the black clouds in the sky, his brow furrowed. The black clouds gradually dispersed, and a strange snake slowly fell to the ground. This strange snake was smaller than Fang Hu's body, but it had two heads, with a ferocious appearance. As soon as the soldiers on both sides saw these two terrifying magical beasts, they all gasped in unison.

  "Is this the ancient demon beast and the nine infants?" Zhang Zixing secretly felt a chill, knowing that Dongyi was about to use his trump card. He didn't dare to pursue the enemy, and hastily ordered the army to change formation and retreat towards Kan City - these two demon beasts were ancient anomalies, extremely ferocious, and not something ordinary people could contend with.

  "Your Majesty, please retreat quickly! I will stay behind to cover your back!" Mo Liqing had followed Wen Taishi on a campaign against the Eastern Barbarians in his youth and knew how formidable these two beasts were. He was afraid that the Emperor would be injured and hastily advised him.

  Zhang Zixing relied on having a Qilin pendant to protect himself, and he wanted to see the power of these two beasts. Upon hearing this, he couldn't help but hesitate.

  "The power of the sealed beast is boundless, and no sword or spear can penetrate it. Although Jiuying was severely injured by Hou Yi in his prime, he still has two heads left, and can also unleash poisonous water and fierce flames, making him a formidable foe." Mo Li Hai also advised against it: "I once heard my brother say that even the great Taishi's whip, which could tame both male and female beasts, was unable to kill the two-headed demon. As for me, I am just a humble general, barely able to hold my own against it. If Your Majesty has any doubts, I will be forever guilty of dereliction of duty!"

  Zhang Zixing knew that his presence would distract the four generals, so he let out a long sigh and said: "I know you are loyal, General. You should retreat now. If the enemy's forces become too great to resist later on, you must withdraw in time to protect yourself as the top priority. Don't hesitate, lest I worry about you."

  The four Mo brothers saw the Emperor's concern for their family's safety and were all moved to tears. At this time, Jiu Yin and Feng Ni suddenly stopped distinguishing between friend and foe and began devouring the Dong Yi soldiers wildly. Wu Ji Wang's expression remained unchanged, and he didn't stop them at all, but instead silently chanted incantations, with the red glow of the small triangular flag in his hand surging violently.

  Before long, the two demonic beasts slowed down their devouring of the Dongyi army. Red glows began to appear in their eyes. The Witch King pointed his triangular flag at the Shang army, and the two beasts seemed to be driven by the power of the flag, turning their heads towards the Shang army and pouncing on them.

  The giant beast was enormous, strong and powerful, its thick skin like steel, and its speed was astonishingly fast, causing the ground to tremble. The arrows of the Shang army, although improved and strengthened, could not penetrate the beast's hide, and as it charged forward, many soldiers were killed or injured. Mo Lishou let out a loud shout, opened his pouch, and a small white creature flew out, transforming into an elephant-sized beast in mid-air, baring its teeth as it pounced on the giant beast, and the two creatures clashed together.

  Mo Li Qing swung the Qingyun sword, and the black wind with thousands of spears charged towards the two-headed Jiuying that was devouring the merchant army everywhere. Mo Li Hong also urged on the pipa, drawing boundless fierce flames to scorch and assist the power of the Qingyun sword. The Jiuying did not disappoint as an ancient demon beast; although it only had two heads left, it was still incredibly powerful. Seeing the astonishing wind and fire, it stood tall and fearless. Its left snake-like mouth opened, spitting out toxic water. When the fierce flames met this toxic water, they immediately retreated. The right head spat out yellow demonic flames, which met the black wind and actually made it recoil, making Mo Li Qing and Mo Li Hong struggle even more.

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