PDLP Chapter 78 Battlefield
Chapter 78 Battlefield
Du Fan was about to fall again when suddenly a soft, white hand reached out and caught his shoulder, preventing him from collapsing.
After a dozen or so breaths, the earth and sky returned to calm.
"Once could be an accident, but twice is no coincidence. Could something have happened outside?"
Du Fan felt uneasy. The commotion just now was earth-shattering. Even though he had little experience and didn't know much about cultivation, he could vaguely guess that someone was attacking the Kongsang Sect's mountain gate formation from the outside.
Thinking further, what kind of sect is Kongsang Sect? Anyone who dares to launch a strong attack on the sect's mountain gate formation must be extraordinary. If they want to seize Kongsang Sect, they must have considered the mountain's protective formation. If they have considered it, does that mean they are already absolutely certain of success?
Thinking of this, Du Fan's face turned extremely ugly. Recalling the astonishing power of the two previous events, his breathing became somewhat rapid. If such a shock were to occur a few more times, even with the exceptionally strong protective formation of the Kongsang Sect and its mysterious and unpredictable internal restrictions, it would be difficult to avoid being breached.
"Junior brother, I will protect you." Guan Jing withdrew her hand, a blush rising on her face, but her gaze was firm and her words were resolute.
"At a time like this, Senior Sister is still looking shy..." Du Fan was touched, but also amused. He couldn't help but think of Han Xuan'er, that little girl. Both of them were very shy, which was quite similar.
Before Du Fan could speak, another loud bang was heard, followed by a violent shaking. As a result, both of their faces turned ashen, and for a moment, they were completely at a loss.
"Senior sister, please help me collect those medicinal herbs." Du Fan suddenly remembered something, pointed to a medicinal field, and Chong Guanjing quickly said.
"Huh? Why?" Guan Jing's face was still somewhat shaken. After hearing Du Fan's nonsensical words, she looked at him with a puzzled expression.
"Listen to me, go quickly, I'll go to the other side." Without waiting for Guan Jing to make a move, Du Fan ran to the depths of the herb garden on his own.
Watching Du Fan's retreating figure, Guan Jing stamped her foot and, as instructed, her figure blurred and she shot out.
Next, the two quickly stored the most precious medicinal herbs from the herb garden into their storage bags.
Half an hour later, the two of them had already harvested most of the most valuable medicinal herbs in the herb garden.
After another loud bang, Du Fan instantly jumped up from the ground and continued collecting the items without hesitation, his movements fluid and seamless.
During this period, there were no fewer than dozens of unusual events, which Du Fan had become accustomed to.
But just then, Du Fan frowned and muttered, "The storage bag is... full!"
At the critical moment, he was also a decisive person. He tore off a large piece of his robe and used it as a pocket to fill it with more medicinal herbs.
Du Fan looked up at Guan Jing on the other side and found that she also had a full storage bag and was walking towards him.
Du Fan looked around again and realized that the spiritual herbs he had collected were just the tip of the iceberg compared to the entire herb garden. Suddenly, he felt powerless and sighed.
The number of medicinal herbs in their storage bags was less than one-hundredth of the hundreds of acres of medicinal fields, but fortunately, he was a connoisseur and collected at least the most valuable batch.
"Brother Du, it's this late and you're still collecting herbs!" A loud shout suddenly came.
Du Fan turned around and saw Ye Feng looking nervous. For some reason, he felt relieved when he saw him.
"Brother Ye, what exactly is going on?" Du Fan asked directly, while leading Guan Jing toward the exit of the Spirit Garden.
"What happened? Of course, we've been attacked. This is no small matter; even the two elders in charge aren't confident they can hold out. They're currently gathering all the core disciples to go to the back mountain. Brother Du, come with me quickly!"
Ye Feng gave a brief explanation, then pulled Du Fan outside without even glancing at Guan Jing standing to the side.
"Wait, take her with you!" Du Fan suddenly stopped, stared at Ye Feng, pointed at Guan Jing, and said firmly.
"Alright, let's go together!" Ye Feng glanced at Guan Jing, then agreed expressionlessly without saying a word.
Guan Jing forced a smile and gave Du Fan a grateful look.
Du Fan didn't have time to say anything. He quickly ran to the equipment, disassembled it, stuffed it into his pocket along with the Taotie hair, tied it tightly, hoisted it up, and left.
Seeing this, Ye Feng shook his head, flicked his wrist, and three talismans appeared. They were three speed talismans. After a flash of his eyes, he quickly slapped one of them onto himself, and at the same time, without saying a word, he threw the other two speed talismans to Du Fan and the other person.
Before Du Fan and Guan Jing could react, the two talismans were firmly stuck to their bodies.
"Hurry up! There are several Golden Core experts outside, taking turns activating a top-grade magic treasure with immense power. The mountain-protecting formation won't last long; it will probably be breached soon."
Ye Feng's expression was more solemn than ever before. He led the two of them out of the Spirit Garden and sped towards the back mountain of the Kongsang Sect.
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On a vast plain, General Guo Xiong stood atop a seven-zhang-high platform, gazing into the distance with an extremely solemn expression.
The generals and two Foundation Establishment cultivators beside him could not hide their shock. They stood there silently, staring ahead.
On the distant plain, two densely packed groups of people could be seen; upon closer inspection, they were clearly the armies of the two nations.
The two armies stood facing each other for thousands of feet apart, their ranks stretching for miles, their banners obscuring the sky. As far as the eye could see, they seemed to have no end in sight, a truly magnificent sight.
In this great battle, the Fire Feather Kingdom mobilized 1.5 million troops, and judging from the enemy's numbers, they were about the same. This was the largest battle among the ten major battlefields in recent months. Even if we look back at the Fire Feather Kingdom's hundred-year history, there has never been a battle of this scale. After this battle, its name will be remembered for eternity.
A quarter of an hour later, both sides launched into deafening drumbeats. As soon as the drumbeats stopped, the three million troops on both sides charged toward each other amidst thunderous shouts, like two giant waves stretching for thousands of miles, creating a deafening roar.
Before long, two rows of giant waves crashed and pounded against each other, churning and colliding, devouring and annihilating one another.
This great battle had few tricks or tactics; it was simply the most brutal and direct slaughter. Three million soldiers fought valiantly, their roars piercing the heavens, causing the land for thousands of miles to tremble and shudder.
Every instant, hundreds and thousands of warhorses were torn apart by enemy soldiers, and tens of thousands of cavalrymen and armored warriors were swallowed up in the chaotic torrent of battle, whether soldiers or generals...
At this moment, every life is insignificant, like a blade of grass. No one believes they can survive. They only have red eyes, firm beliefs in their hearts, and they raise their weapons, using all their strength, even at the cost of their lives, to kill another enemy.
The high-ranking generals on the platform were stunned...
The soldiers, their hands trembling, limply lowered the small flags...
General Guo Xiong's eyes were bloodshot, and the muscles in his face twitched and spasmed uncontrollably...
The two Foundation Establishment deacons turned pale, their sense of superiority as powerful cultivators vanishing in an instant...
The shock felt by these two Foundation Establishment experts was far greater than that of the others, because they were cultivators, and high-level cultivators at that. This meant that what they saw and heard was a hundred times clearer than what others could see or hear.
They were the ones present and could best feel the brutality of the battlefield. It was as if they were there in person. They asked themselves, with their cultivation level, if they were in the midst of a massive army of three million, they dared not say that they could emerge unscathed.
In this great battle, both sides have sent cultivators to participate. However, the abilities of cultivators are naturally different from those of ordinary soldiers. So far, both sides have only suffered dozens of injuries, and no one has actually died.
These cultivators relied on their agile movements to dodge the barrage of attacks. Their expressions of panic were even greater than those of the soldiers on both sides. They often dodged more than ten times before they had a chance to make a move.
Two hours later, the battle, as vast as the sea, became completely locked in a stalemate, churning and roaring wildly like a hurricane in the ocean.
At this moment, chaos continued, with men and horses still falling and heads and limbs flying everywhere. Amidst the mutual engulfment of the two armies, less than two-thirds of the soldiers remained capable of fighting...
In just two short hours, a million men had fallen on the battlefield, leaving behind fields strewn with corpses and rivers of blood. The entire battlefield was a scene of devastation, with broken swords and shattered sands...
Just then, General Guo Xiong, who had been motionless, finally spoke and issued his first order since the start of the battle. His voice was hoarse, like that of an old man, carrying a sense of vicissitude and death.
"Two surprise attacks, advance!"
A commander swayed violently, a trace of life returning to his blank, stiff face. He tremblingly raised his hands and waved two small flags.
"kill……"
The deafening, frenzied shouts of 100,000 soldiers suddenly erupted, like the roar of a tiger stretching for thousands of miles, shaking the heavens and the earth.
Behind the high platform, on the originally empty ground, a large area of void suddenly twisted, and then, as if the void had shattered, two groups of strange troops, also cavalry, appeared out of thin air.
It turned out that they had been hiding in a mysterious array set up by the cultivators of the Kongsang Sect. Now, after receiving orders, they charged out from both sides of the high platform. Their eyes were bloodshot, filled with ferocity and roars, like ferocious beasts that had been suppressing their anger for many years, finally erupting at this moment...
In less than a quarter of an hour, the two cavalry groups had already rushed to the front of the army and plunged in without hesitation.