Longevity begins with the sword of ignorance

Chapter 142 Breaking through an army by one person, overwhelming ten thousand people (one more chapter)
"how can that be?!!"

Shock, puzzlement, doubt, fear... and fear.

The result of the battle witnessed by his own eyes made Hou Hua, the eldest son of the head of the Black Mountain Army, look constantly changing.

However, in the end, fearful, he didn't stop, but waved his robe, gritted his teeth and gave the order to charge.

"Black Mountain Army, then charge!"

"Roar!"

Unlike the second son, the eldest son Hou Hua's strength is at the innate peak, only one step away from the master.

And as a son-in-law, he is obviously more valued, and therefore, the legion he leads is not heavy infantry, but heavy cavalry.

The cavalry is not only stronger than the infantry as a whole, but the horses they ride are also red-scaled horses with some monster blood.

With more than ten thousand knights and more than ten thousand horses, they charged like a flash flood and an earthquake.

The ground trembled under their charge.

The violent charge, for a moment, gave people the feeling of being unstoppable.

Seeing this, the Yunxiaozong monk who had just experienced the battle and hadn't breathed a sigh of relief became nervous again.

Some people felt that the Black Mountain Army had surrendered because of the actions of the eldest son Hou Hua.

Yue Qianqian, on the other hand, looked at it for a while, then put away the flying sword and withdrew it from the scabbard.

Afterwards, she looked at Zhong Cang with complicated eyes for a while, and said calmly: "This army has no murderous intent, they didn't charge with the idea of ​​besieging or even fighting."

Hearing this, Zhong Cang instantly understood something.

"deterrence?"

"Ah."

"Hehe, according to what I've heard, the dynasties in this world are all fools, swinging back and forth between us and the Demon Sect of All Souls, seeking benefits from both parties. Now, they should be anxious after seeing the failure of the Demon Sect. To deter us from tipping the balance."

After saying that, the cultivator who was analyzing looked at Zhong Cang respectfully, and asked with his fists clasped.

"Brother Zhong, what should we do?"

It wasn't just the analyzing monk who looked over, the rest of the people also looked at Zhong Cang, waiting for his decision.

This kind of thing that stood in place without saying a word, but became the focus of everyone, also represented Zhong Cang's current status and prestige.

To be honest, before this battle, although Zhong Cang gained some leadership rights in the team because of his status as an inner sect disciple and his strength in the mid-eighth level of Qi training.

But at that time, not all of this team obeyed him. Yue Qianqian and the others were capable of competing with him for leadership.

Even, because of Zhong Cang's previous reputation of "avoiding war" and "cowardly", Yunxiaozong monks were more willing to listen to Yue Qianqian than Zhong Cang.

However, this concept was shattered in the previous battle.

With one step, 3000 people kneel down, this alone is enough to make people's heart palpitate, and make them respect Zhong Cang.

Afterwards, Zhong Cang, who fit Tianxin, showed all kinds of terrifying abilities.

Gravity crushing, gravitational pulling, spell dominance...the terrifying abilities, the behavior of making the opponent's spell go berserk at a glance, shocked the three views of all the monks.

"Is this the ability of the Qi refining stage?"

After the shock, there is ecstasy and peace of mind.

The monk's mighty power belongs to himself, but because of this, he agrees more with the idea that the strong are respected.

Especially in war, having such a powerful commander can make them more likely to survive.

Afterwards, Zhong Cang hid behind him, and used his third vision and God mode to assist everyone, making their respect for Zhong Cang even higher.

"Strong but not arrogant, such a peerless arrogance, does not show off by himself, but is willing to assist us, so that no one of us will die... Such a brother, I will definitely follow!"

Ordinary monks have this idea, and the rescued monks looked at Zhong Cang as if they were looking up at their reborn parents. This made Zhong Cang's prestige rise to the extreme for a moment, and because of this, everyone was waiting for his decision.

And Zhong Cang, who was looked up to by everyone, could also feel that no matter what decision he made, his fellow disciples would follow.

This also made Zhong Cang feel heavy, and made him more determined.

Looking at the charging knights in the distance, Zhong Cang sighed and shook his head:
"sorry……"

The reason why he apologized was that Zhong Cang knew that the actions of the Black Mountain Legion could not be called wrong.

And Yun Xiaozong's actions cannot be called justice.

This is their world, their homeland, and the resources here, as well as those who grew up here.

The arrival of the Cloud Sect was plundering their resources.

Therefore, their resistance can be called justice instead.

It's a pity that reality is not a fairy tale, there is no distinction between black and white, and there is no victory of justice. There is something, but weakness is the original sin.

"The exploration of the lower realm is the general trend of Beiyuan State. Others explore, but the Yunxiao Sect will not move. In less than 30 years, we will be the weak ones."

"And being weak is the original sin. I don't want to die, and I don't want the sect to lose, so I'm sorry!"

After the last sentence of sorry, Zhong Cang rolled up his eyes, his pupils were pure white, and there was no emotion at all.

Zhong Cang in this state is like the sky, indifferent and ruthless.

Looking at the opposite side in this state, Zhong Cang raised his right foot, and stepped forward, slowly stepping down...

Seeing this scene, many fellow disciples surrounded by Zhong Cang showed ecstasy.

Some people shivered even more excitedly.

"hiss……"

"coming!"

"Are you going to see that trick again!"

All the Yunxiaozong monks were in ecstasy for the scene they were about to witness.

Such a situation also made Hou Hua, the eldest son of the Black Mountain Legion, know that his deterrent plan had failed.

He wanted to lead a thousand troops to charge, and use the incomparable power of the heavy cavalry to scare the monks, so that they did not dare to threaten them too much.

But now, the expression on the monk's face let him know that those people were not afraid, but were looking forward to something.

"Oh, I know, monk, it's not so easy to be intimidated... But, what are they expecting?"

The reluctance and doubts in his heart made Hou Hua lead his army to continue charging, while staring wide-eyed and searching ahead.

He didn't search for a long time, and soon, he saw Zhong Cang with pure white pupils and no emotion.

The moment he met those indifferent eyes, a tremor and heart palpitations erupted in Hou Hua's heart.

"Danger!"

"It cannot be an enemy."

In Hou Hua's eyes, Zhong Cang with white eyes can no longer be called a 'human', but a 'god' like a mountain and the sky!
The footsteps were raised, and Zhong Cang, who was falling, was like a god executing divine punishment.

This scene made him stretch out his hand involuntarily, wanting to stop his subordinates from charging.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

"Rumble..."

This is the sound of thousands of horses galloping and the earth trembling.

This sound was powerful and impassioned, like roaring mountain torrents and raging waves, giving people an unrivaled power, as if any creature in front could be shredded by heavy cavalry.

And they can really do it.

Cavalry, especially heavy cavalry, was the god of war in ancient feudal society.

When dispatched, they can crush all enemies.

Unfortunately, at this moment, they are not dealing with 'people'.

"Om..."

This soft sound was the sound of Zhong Cang's right foot landing on the ground.

This voice is very light, very light.

But as Zhong Cang's right foot landed, a scene of astonishment appeared.

The soft sound of footsteps falling down suppressed the sound of thousands of troops galloping.

The trembling ground was also calmed down by Zhong Cang's foot stepping down.

At this time, the panic in Hou Hua's heart also rose to the extreme.

"Do not!!!"

He roared subconsciously to stop it, but unfortunately, he was weak and nothing could stop him.

When Zhong Cang's right foot landed, the world was silent.

The next moment, "Boom...", an even louder sound, appeared in the array of thousands of troops galloping.

But this time, the huge sound no longer gave people the feeling of being invincible.

On the contrary, it makes people feel miserable.

... The majestic gravity suddenly fell, and under the mountain-like gravity, the charging soldiers fell to the ground as if they were crushed by the sky.

But this time, the army led by Hou Hua was even more miserable than the army led by the second son.

As for the reasons, one is that Zhong Cang no longer hides, and the release of the gravity technique this time is assisted by the giant mountain tortoise.

Another reason is that the eldest son Hou Hua led the cavalry.

Compared with infantry, cavalry is faster and more powerful.

But also because of this, the sudden pressure of gravity has a greater impact on them.

The magnificent ten thousand horses galloping, under the sudden gravity, almost all the legs of the horses were broken.

The soldiers on horseback were even thrown off because the horse stumbled.

All of a sudden, all the armies are galloping, and all the armies are in darkness.

"Crack clap clap..."

More than ten thousand horses were all crippled by Zhong Cang.

The soldiers in heavy armor also fell due to gravity and were seriously injured.

The tragic casualties made the earth howl for a while.

This scene also caused anger to rise in the hearts of the intact innate martial artist and the leader Hou Hua.

"Bastard, what did you do..."

The comrade's injury was so severe that the anger dissipated Hou Hua's reason, making him roar at Zhong Cang, and charged towards Zhong Cang with a lance in his hand.

"Om..."

Then, he too fell.

There was no continuous suppression of the seriously injured cavalry unit, and the gravity field was closed as soon as it was released.

Soon, Zhong Cang, whose body was in harmony with the earth, turned his gaze to Hou Hua, and let the mountain-like gravity condense into a single point, all pressing on his body.

Under this condensed gravity, the monks in the late stage of Qi training could not move.

Hou Huawan, who was only a congenital martial artist, couldn't bear it even more.

Like an ant, Zhong Cang easily pressed him to the ground when he was charging, and he couldn't even stand up.

Condescending, Tianxin Zhong Cang ruthlessly looked down at the eldest son of the Black Mountain Legion—Hou Hua, and said indifferently:
"You're angry."

Before that, Hou Hua was indeed angry, but when Zhong Cang flipped his hand and looked into his pure white pupils, the courage in his heart faded away like being poured with cold water.

However, after all, it is a general who has experienced the battlefield. Although he was crushed by Zhong Cang's unreasonable strength, and he was even more afraid of Zhong Cang's thought of breaking the army, he did not beg for mercy in embarrassment, but smiled miserably.

"Daomen, cough cough... Do you want to completely break with the Black Mountain Army and completely become an enemy of the Daxuan Dynasty!"

These words did not change Zhong Cang's color in the Tianxin state, he just said indifferently:

"First of all, even if the Black Mountain Army is destroyed by us, your emperor will not dare to completely turn against us."

"Secondly, I am not your enemy, it is your Black Mountain Army who is provoking my Cloud Sect."

"First send a large army to cooperate with the Demon Sect to ambush, and then tens of thousands of people will charge. You Black Mountain Army really treat my Yunxiao Sect as nothing."

"I want to know, who gave you the courage to dare to do this... the 20 troops in the black prison city? Or your grandmaster-level legion commander."

Speaking of this, the indifference in Zhong Cang's pure white eyes faded a little.

However, this did not make Hou Hua rejoice, the fear in his heart was even worse.

Zhong Cang, who showed a trace of humanity, asked with great interest like a child watching ants:
"Also, I want to know one more thing—whether I, alone, can kill all the 20 Montenegrin troops."

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