Thirty-Eight Wind Chimes Child——Transforms into Dragon

  Lieutenant Colonel Jing Ke 38

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  At this moment, the generals who had escaped from the rear city also retreated back to Ye Wang City. Those soldiers who did not retreat were almost all killed by the countless resentful spirits.

  In desperation, a brave general climbed onto a war chariot, raised his battle sword and shouted loudly: "Will the great Qin army be defeated?"

  Almost no soldiers responded, either fleeing or hiding, and all the generals were now in a state of terror and despair, where could they hear the general's shout? However, at least one person responded, a young general, who knew he was just a teenager from his extremely ill-fitting armor. Now he is firmly holding the reins of the chariot carrying the brave general, shouting loudly: "No! My great Qin is mighty! The Great Wind...The Great Wind...The Great Wind..."

  "General Meng, look quickly..." A man on the city wall shouted loudly, and everyone turned their heads to look back. Only then did they see that in the rear castle, it was actually the young Wang Si who was driving a war chariot carrying his heavily injured and unconscious father, General Wang Jian, who had just awakened not long ago, preparing to attack the vengeful spirits outside the rear castle.

  "Huang Pu exclaimed in shock: 'This... General Wang Jian's injuries are so severe! How can he go into battle now?'"

  But Meng Wu turned around and grasped the shoulder of his son, Meng Tian, saying in a deep voice: "Meng Tian, take a good look. That is the great general of Qin that I told you about, the only war god of our great Qin after Bai Qi... Your father used to follow General Wang Jian, now naturally hopes that you will also emulate him and become the war god of our great Qin..."

  "Yes, Father's will, I remember!" After a brief hesitation, Meng Tian bowed with his fist and ran towards the city wall.

  "The great wind... the great wind... the great wind..." The sound started from the city wall with Meng Wu and other generals, slowly turned into dozens of people's shouting, and soon became thousands of people's calling.

  A war horse galloped up and stopped beside Wang Jian's chariot, it was Meng Tian. He clasped his fists and said: "General Wang Jian, I, Meng Tian, am willing to die with the General in battle!"

  Immediately afterwards, more war horses and soldiers gathered: "General, take us out to kill! Big wind... big wind... big wind..."

  "Alright! Four, forward, charge!"

  A war chariot, hundreds of war horses, thousands of soldiers, rushed out with a loud shout. The city outside was soon filled with dust, countless vengeful spirits rushed to the scene, there were no commanding officers issuing orders, no formation or array, here and there in groups, although countless but began to be divided by Wang Jian's led army.

  "When a general takes the field, there are only two things he can control: the deployment of his troops and the death struggle. The strength or weakness of his soldiers, the quality of their weapons - these are all predetermined and cannot be changed in a short time. His responsibility is to put his troops in a favorable position, to maximize the advantages of our army and limit the disadvantages of the enemy. This is the general's plan; then lead the soldiers to fight to the death, know that death is not avoided, do not retreat from the battlefield, this is the general's strategy. Even if you are completely at a disadvantage, still use your body to 'lead the soldiers to fight to the death', this is the real military god, the war god who can create miracles in any situation..."

  "General Meng, the city gate ahead has been breached by them..."

  Having heard the miserable cries and killings of the soldiers under the city wall, Meng Wu suddenly took off his armor and shouted: "Pass my order - beat the drum! The whole army attacks..." Before he finished shouting, after a flip, he had already jumped down from the high city wall, landed steadily on the ground, and swung his sword to slash at those resentful souls.

  "Charge! Defeat them!" Cheng Hu shouted, also jumping down. Next were the other generals, who took off their armor and charged forward with their weapons. On the opposite side of the city wall, a team led by General Tian Guang, Tu Guang, and others quickly joined the battle between Wang Zhen and the vengeful spirits, echoing each other from left to right...

  "This... is this the general and army of Great Qin? This is the mighty capital of the King of Qin?" At this moment, the Huangpu noble on the city wall was shocked to the point where his mouth couldn't close, and cold sweat poured down his forehead: "Fighting against such an army and general... our Han country... has no chance of victory, only defeat..."

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  Here, Jing Ke's body was overflowing with purple light, and the countless resentful spirits around him couldn't take a single step forward; however, in front of him were two even more stubborn individuals, Lü Bu and "Hero" Gao Jianli - these two guys were actually hand in hand, shoulder to shoulder, protecting the large tripod, not allowing Jing Ke to strike it with his hand.

  "Get out of the way!" Jing Ke said in a cold, deep voice as he stared at the two people. "No matter if you've been controlled by someone or not, I won't hurt you two, but get out of my way now!"

  Gao Jianli looked at Jing Ke's cold eyes and was startled: "He is worried about the people in the city!" He hastily said: "Brother Jing Ke, actually we don't have to smash the tripod, we can..."

  A fierce anger had already ignited in his eyes, Jing Ke let out a loud roar: "Then don't blame me..." At the same time, his figure had already disappeared from the astonished gaze of the two.

  The next second, Jing Ke had already separated Han Huang and Gao Jianli with one hand each, lightly but enough to send the two flying out to the left and right.

  "Ah......my **......" Gao Jianli fell to the ground, suddenly feeling as if he had bloomed into a flower of pain, gritting his teeth and frowning, letting out miserable cries.

  On the other side, Han Huang shouted loudly without even landing: "Brother Jing Ke, don't break it..." Then he closed his eyes and started chanting strange things.

  Is this the "Grievance Vessel", one of the Nine Cauldrons? Looking at this giant, over two meters tall and with a diameter of more than 70 centimeters, gazing at the human figures on it, either kneeling or lying down, Jing Ke smiled slightly: "You're already rotten to the point of losing some skin, yet you can still be so mischievous. Keeping you wouldn't be a disaster?"

  As he spoke, he already had one hand on the tripod and the other hand began to exert force quickly. "Break, you broken copper and iron..." With a roar of anger, the shocking and earth-shaking combat power shot out from his fist and struck the tripod with a momentum like a thousand pounds...

  "......Let's go back to the desolate land!" Still with his eyes closed, after finally finishing that strange thing, Han Huang shouted and opened his eyes: "......and be with Han Huang forever..."

  "Rumble, rumble......" A massive explosion occurred, it was Jing Ke's angry fist. At this moment, the shadow of the large tripod had disappeared in front of him. The powerful force generated by his huge fist also blasted countless vengeful spirits behind the tripod to smithereens. On the ground, a massive deep ditch appeared - getting wider and shallower as it went further away, until it reached the foot of the distant mountain where it pounded out a huge pit on the hard rock before finally stopping.

  "Huh?" He started to wonder, why those vengeful spirits still existed and were increasing in number... And why this feeling still existed. Sweat beads fell from his forehead as Jing Ke hastily turned around: it was Han Guang. Who knew what trick she had used in her final moment, but somehow she had managed to move the giant tripod to her side in that critical instant. At this moment, she was holding onto the tripod with both hands and closing her eyes, muttering something to herself.

  "You..." turned back to look at the Wild King City, where the slaughter had gone beyond being described as tragic, it was completely numb survival instincts and **was entangled in equally numb killing and bloody fighting. "Little... Little Guo..." In his eyes, he seemed to see Little Guo's pale face, but around him were surrounded by terrifying vengeful spirits.

  With a "whoosh" sound, there was no longer any strength left in his body, and Jing Ke's eyes had even turned purple: "Huang Cheng, don't blame me again!"

  "Wait, Jing Ke!" It was Gao Jianli, who rushed to Jing Ke's side and firmly grasped his hand: "You can't destroy that great tripod, the great tripod and Hanshuang are one body, if you destroy the great tripod, Hanshuang will also... Please wait for her, give her time to put the great tripod into her body..."

  "What?" Only then did he realize that it was no wonder that Han Kuang and Gao Jianli had been in the wilderness for so long without being attacked by any vengeful spirits. It turned out that they were still the masters of this great tripod and those vengeful spirits. The generals and brothers in the city, Han Kuang and Gao Jianli here, Jing Ke hesitated, to kill or...

  "Waaaahhhh..."

  At this moment, a mournful howl echoed through the sky, followed by a massive body falling down.

  It was eternal, no matter how strong he was, now he was wounded all over under the endless attack of those resentful spirits, looking at those resentful spirits that only increased without decreasing, he finally had no strength to resist and fell heavily.

  Even so, he fell heavily to the ground and was immediately pressed down by countless resentful spirits like a small mountain.

  "Ah……" The same voice echoed in the sky again, but it was Feng Xinzi. Looking up, where was his shadow, but only saw a huge "group" composed of resentful spirits, which had already surrounded him firmly in the center.

  It was anger and helplessness, but also the last struggle. After hearing a loud roar, the resentful souls that made up the "group" began to shoot out more and more beams of light from the middle: "Damn it, explode for me..."

  With a loud "boom", the energy had reached its sufficient edge, a huge explosion erupted, and that "group" was instantly turned to dust.

  Panting heavily, Feng Xinzi finally appeared in front of everyone with a miserable appearance, wiping the constantly flowing blood from his mouth corner. He looked around at the countless resentful souls that had gathered again and sneered at Jing Ke and others: "Unexpectedly, Brother Jing Ke! Originally, I planned to play my trump card with you until the end, but now these trash ghosts have forced me to use it out! Well, let's eliminate you all together then! Hahaha..."

  Laughing loudly and stretching his limbs, he was once again surrounded by countless vengeful spirits.

  "No! That's...!" His eyes shook, his eyebrows were already twisted together, and at this moment, Jing Ke's hands even trembled slightly: "That's the power of the divine dragon..." He quickly turned around and shouted: "Brother Gao, hurry up and escape, go back to the city and tell everyone to give up resistance... Everyone escapes, the farther the better... Hurry!"

  Taking a step back, his body was already drenched in sweat: "What is it that even an existence as strong as Jing Ke would feel afraid of?" Only then did he realize that he couldn't move his legs anymore. Gao Jianli raised his head and looked up at the sky.

  There, the vengeful spirits that had originally surrounded Feng Xinzi suddenly began to wail and howl as they fled in all directions...

  What? What is it? Is that a dragon?

  "...No phosphorus, purple dragon, supreme ruler of the world, no gold, who can contend? Hahaha..."

  In the sky, Feng Xinzi's body was undergoing a drastic change: getting bigger and longer, with something like a tail growing behind him, while his hands and feet were constantly shrinking...

  Now, in the sky above, there is no longer any wind or vengeful spirits. What exists instead are terrifying creatures that only appear in giant legends: camel head, snake neck, deer horns, turtle eyes, fish scales, tiger palms, eagle claws, and cow ears... Isn't this the legendary giant dragon? How could Feng Xing Zi possibly transform into such a form????

  "What are you still looking at, quickly... quickly take Cao Feng and escape!" With a wave of his hand, Jing Ke had already pulled Gao Jianli to Cao Feng's side, shouting: "Tell Xiao Guo, tell her not to wait for me in the city, quickly escape with everyone..."

  "This..."

  "What are you waiting for? Do I have to kill you now? Damn it... Get out of here..."

  "This... this... is! Jing Ke, brother, take care!" Sweat was already pouring down from his forehead like a waterfall, Gao Jianli looked at Jing Ke, then looked again at the divine dragon that was still growing larger and larger, finally he picked up Han Huang and rushed towards Ye Wang City.

  But strangely, in that last moment, Jing Ke did not see the large tripod, yet it had already vanished into thin air.

  "Want to run?" The divine dragon, now stopped transforming, swung its massive claws wildly at Gao Jianli who was fleeing rapidly: "Does the stupid divine dragon agree with you trash leaving? Haha... go die..."

  He felt an overwhelming and boundless pressure and killing intent coming from above, and Gao Jianli ran to the side while turning his head back to look, his pupils suddenly enlarged a lot, and he desperately shouted: "No..."

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