Reflections
Battlefield

"YES!"

With a thunderous sound of shouting, the Anming Kingdom troops ran crashing towards the enemy. Not a single hint of doubt could be captured from the expressions of those knights. The opponents looked down on the struggle.

"The ants are coming to his own death" an old man told friends. An unpleasant sounding rarity was echoed by him.

"We must be careful. Especially on Jingguo Li and the Female General," said the older man next to her. As a more experienced figure in war than his other comrades, he did not want to underestimate the enemy.

"Wait for what else? They're moving and we can't just be quiet. Everybody, ATTACK!" The Great General from the enemy side exclaimed. His voice that was released with qi energy, made the mounts of the Anming cavalry many who were afraid to not run again.

The Great General and his Deputy were at the very front of the line to attack the enemy. Both of them looked handsome with their respective mounts. Not long after, they immediately attacked.

'TSING!'

'TRANG!'

"Jingguo Li, after such a long time ..., HA HA HA HA!" A man who seemed to be the same age as Jingguo Li chuckled loudly. From her clothes that looked more fashionable than others, it could be guessed that she was a noble.

"Wangquan Yan's. Apparently, you have held your grudge against me until now." Jingguo Li stared intently at the figure of King Sheng Ri who was looking down at him.

'This man's cultivation is increasing very rapidly.' Wangquan was shocked when he realized that Jingguo's cultivation level had already far surpassed him. "Sacred Realm Cultivator level 4 peak," he hissed.

Without waiting for time, Wangquan who was increasingly blindly attacked the figure of Jingguo Li. Darling, that Great General Anming, was apparently able to dodge all of his attacks easily. 'Died a little longer and he would become a Spirit Realm Cultivator. It cannot be allowed or it will really be difficult for me to deal with it, ' the inner King.

"I'll get rid of you!" wangquan Yan. Hearing that, Jingguo Li chuckled.

"Your sword Old Man just can't touch me one bit. By participating in this war, you have risked the fate of your kingdom. You will die, and your children who cannot be expected .., they themselves will destroy your country. The people come to your own destruction." Jingguo Li looked relaxed as he swung his sword to avoid King Sheng Ri's attacks.

On the one hand, the knights of the Anming Kingdom were working together to crush the enemies. They all look tough. The cavalry, whose horses had broken down, were now on the offensive. The archery troops, or archers, are now seen hiding behind sand dunes while releasing many arrows that have been given a layer of deadly poison from the Great Deputy General.

"The General of Women, cannot be left ...," said the General of War from the enemy. It was Youli Young, the Third Prince of Xingzuo Empire, the figure he could most hope for after Crown Prince Wang Xiao Young.

Youli Young took out her special trumpet made of shells, then blew it away. After that, a strange phenomenon occurred. Cloudy clouds come to the desert that has always been dry in the last thousands of years. Rain came, but not a clear droplet that approached the Earth, but a blood red liquid.

Constantine who was observing it from a distance widened his eyes. "POISON! ALL, IT'S POISON!" his yell. The knights who heard that immediately avoided. The target of the attack was the archery army.

"Damn! This must be the work of the witches!" Shi Jian growled furiously. Rush he and his troops want to dodge, but strange things happen again when some of his troops like petrified. "I—ni ...." General Three gulped his saliva harshly.

The troops who could not move, after being exposed to rain water in 15 seconds, began to experience rapid erosion. It's been horrible. First, the armor worn by those poor knights melted as well. After that, their skin exfoliated horribly to the point of revealing prominent flesh. In an instant, only bones remained and the rain disappeared.

Shi Jian covered his face with a stupefied breath. He was really shocked. In his entire life, he had never seen such a cruel thing. Without realizing it, her tears were also shed.

"J—General?" One of the knights called Shi Jian worriedly. His tone sounded there was sadness there.

"Don't give up! We must fight for our nation! Can't disappoint friends who have fallen!" shi Jian exclaimed resolutely, although his tears were still unstumbling. The archers who heard the leader's call immediately regained their spirits. With full of energy, they again released many arrows to take down the enemy.

"ARGHH!" Constantine yang shouted loudly when he saw his side many were falling by the magic of the witches. 'I must seek their existence, ' her inner self.

"Miss, give up ...! No need to bother like this. With your beauty, even if you are an enemy, I can make you my concubine," said the Third Prince, in a condescending tone. The mature old man then laughed out loud.

"Let's die!" Constantine felt demeaned. He does not like to be valued only by his beauty. He wants to be a valuable person because of his talents, achievements, and characters. As a woman who has many advantages, of course, she would not be willing if she had to be a concubine from the mottled nose like Youli Young.

"A useless, disgusting man like you deserves to die" Constantine said. But before he would have raised his sword, he was reminded of the existence of the witches he had to overcome immediately. "I'll be your Goddess of Death, later. Hmh!" Constantine spit, and he ordered Zilin to go back and look for the witches.

"I like that girl. After my army defeats the Anming Kingdom, I will truly make her my ninth concubine" Youli Young said, grinning.