The Northern Sword God
Padang Dream Angel II
That morning Sima Yong tried to wear an Immortal ranked battle outfit whose Gift from Master Huang Chi was bright red in color. His appearance instantly turned into a haunted and cool.
"Brother Yong, you look like a God of Slaughter alone" Ye Bing Qing said. Of course the praise was not just from a Ye Bing Qing. Wei Park and Xong Hui Yong also confirmed the young man's appearance in battle attire.
"You've already obtained the division of iron clothes, haven't you? The battle this time was not an ordinary battle one against one like the habits of martial artists.
This time all we face is a great battle against thousands of humans. Human currents will flow incessantly against us. The armor is absolutely necessary to avoid thousands of arrows, spears and invisible swords" Sima Yong said.
After leaving behind a sufficient number of battle talismans, Sima Yong rushed towards Prince Ju Qin's camp.
"Let me cast protective and aray magic spells all over your body" Sima Yong said as the prince asked what he meant in the camp.
Sima Yong spent almost half a day to cast a protective spell all over Prince Ju Qin's body. He also did not forget to give a lot of battle talismans for the Prince to survive the war later.
"These "magic and protective arrays were not incorruptible to the enemy. When repeatedly hit by a weapon of war, the protective magic and array would be damaged as well.
But at least I calmed down after thinking that in the initial fight, you would be better protected from sword incisions or arrow shots" Sima Yong explained.
Prince Ju Qin thanked him and invited Sima Yong to inspect the army camps. Together with Atid Ananada and Commander Ju Lianyi. They examined and asked the preparedness of the war soldiers of the Liberators.
Suddenly, there was the sound of shouting from the supervisory soldiers from the height of the tower in the front line of the camps.
"Someone from the West, the camp of the Great Eagles, is moving towards our camp !"
Prince Ju Qin immediately moved forward to the front of the liberators camp, which was surrounded by a row of fences and pointed poles that limited the camp with a large field area as a war arena later.
Following the direction the prince was moving, there was an army of two hundred war soldiers who always walked behind him, as well as Sima Yong, Atid and Ju Lianyi who came forward together with Commander Ju Lianyi.
The army of the Great Eagles stopped his horse, in the middle of the Field Field of Dreams Angel. He seemed to have deliberately kept his distance of about half Li from the camp of the Liberators.
The bearer of the news then opened a large scroll of parchment, and read it aloud,
"The Liberator who was led by Ju Qin the Rebel Prince. With this side of the Great Eagles Empire, that Young Emperor Ju Kai is generous to give you a little chance.
Give up and return to your homes. Remember the family in the village, and give up. Although your attitude has hurt Great Emperor Ju Kai, it is with great generosity that you see how much His Majesty loves his people in this Central Plain, then your guilt and betrayal will be forgiven.
But for Ju Qin, the rebel prince, Grand Emperor Ju Kai would not be merciful at all. Ju Qin the rebel prince had to give up his head as well as all his accomplices who from the very beginning had hit the authority of the Great Eagles Empire.
Ju Qin's accomplices were the bald men who had to give up their heads; the magic creatures Sima Yong, Ju Lianyi, Zhang Junda, the three assassins Yu Mian, Wei Park and Xong Hui Yong.
If within 1 x 24 hours are unwilling to bend the knee to surrender the heads of the rebels, then all the Liberators will accept the dependents with the stamp of Rebellion.
All of you died under the swords and arrows of the Great Imperial Army and Great Emperor Ju Kai will have no more mercy"
The Great Eagles Army, the news bearer rolled back the parchment scroll, then his horse turned quickly to run towards the Great Eagles on the Western bank.
All the armies of the Liberators became riled up to hear the News Bearer (Messenger) who read the letter of war which was full of pride. Some soldiers from the Liberators had even clamped down on his horse, intending to chase after the brash News Bearer.
"Biadapp. Even just a news anchor has such great arrogance" said Ju Lianyi.
However, Prince Ju Qin stopped their actions,
"Leave it. He was just a war news anchor. Let us honor a news anchor like him even if his attitude looks too impudent" the Prince's face looks grim.
"You want me to kill him? I can break his head, even though he's two Lie away from this camp. Even by closing my eyes I can still behead that person" Sima Yong asked Prince Ju Qin.
"really? Is there such an ability? But I think it's better we let him go. He is just a mere news anchor" replied Prince Ju Qin.
Meanwhile, above the sky of Dream Grassland Angel, has seen a lot of Vultures, namely vultures flying around like looking for prey.
"Either why do I feel vultures have a high death instinct. They seemed to guess and smell the scents of a massive massacre that would occur in this Angel Dream Field" Sima Yong said grimly.
"The beast has first smelled the fresh flesh of tomorrow's slaughter victim"
Meanwhile, Prince Ju Qin gave instructions to all warlords including Sima Yong.
"Please tell all members of your army, the army of sorcerers, Elves, Poisons and beast tamers to get ready. My premonition is that the Great Imperial Army will attack tomorrow morning.
We must make a sudden attack move, before those Imperial parties take action first" Ju Qi said.
******
The gloomy night took place as a thin fog flooded the entire grassland plain. The view of the fog was as if one of the bitter herbs that added to the atmosphere grew grim. So grim that even the animals of the night are reluctant to sound disturbing quiet that gripping.
There was no sound, other than the sound of the sword being rubbed against the sharp grindstone and the sound of the shield being rubbed aloud by the soldiers of war. All wanted their swords to be the sharpest, and the shield they had was the most shiny among the fellow soldiers.
No one was going to sleep that night. The assault would begin when the fifth ringing was sounded, far scheduled before the imperial party attacked first.
Sima Yong stood grimly on the border fence of the encampment along with a few people. Patriarch Huang Chi and Patriarch Mok. Along with them were Atid Ananada as well as Master Zhang Junda and Master Hua Shen.
"Isn't the night mood sad, right? Even the animals of the night mourn the great slaughter of tomorrow" muttered Sima Yong
No one answered the murmur, except to nod their heads slowly. It is uncertain whether they will breathe tomorrow or not.
No one is happy when he will kill tens or even hundreds and thousands of other living things that do not know each other. The figure of an opponent who is just fighting follows the orders of his superiors.
There is no war that makes people feel happy at heart, except to make satisfied leaders who fight for power.
Killing someone unknown in battle, someone who may have a story of its own, who may have been a child of a single mother, or he was a father who had a wife and son praying for their safety, making their feelings all uncomfortable.
But in the midst of their silence, a shadow was faintly seen running quickly out of the Western region where the imperial army was, he quickly crossed the Angel Dream Field towards the liberating camp.
"Master Du Manchu? Where the hell are you from? And what are you doing?" sima Yong asked as he recognized that the figure was the Poison Sect Master, Du Manchu.
With a small smile, Du Manchu replied,
"There's a little bit of work I did in the Imperial Army. I put poison in their food, put poison in their drinks and water sources..
Soon you will see. Some may die, and some do not die immediately but suffer and become weak when fighting. Back then our troops easily picked up the human harvest" Du Manchu replied casually.
Master Huang Chi and Patriarch Mok looked surprised by Du Manchu's story. Even Patriarch Mok blatantly denounced the actions of Master Du Manchu, the poison master.
"Isn't this like an act of abomination and cheating? Making our opponent weak and taking him to war, won't make us heroes. If only we had won, I felt that this victory was not a victory" Patriarch Mok said in disgust.
With a sinister Patriarch Du Manchu replied,
"I know what I've done. After all, I don't have so many poisons capable of taking out 100,000 imperial soldiers one way.
At most my poison only attacked about 1000 people. Only about 1,000 people will be in pain later.
The remaining 99,000 soldiers. It is at 99,000 soldiers that you can fight and seize what is called success" Du Manchu replied fiercely.
Everyone was speechless hearing Du Manchu's reply. In their eyes, these false acts were not justified. Patriarch Mok and Master Huan Chi only shook their heads. While Sima Yong, Wei Park and Xong Hui Yong only smiled inwardly.
They secretly supported Du Manchu with those initial actions. According to them cruel acts are more heinous than just such poison, they have ever done. The three people stared at each other in silence using body language.
******
Towards the time of entering the fifth fart in the sound, then in the beginning of a concert of pain. At that time there were voices howling in pain from a distance. The direction of the voice was from the West side of the Great Eagles camp.
The howling of pain and the agony-filled squeal grew louder and louder. It seems like the more here people are getting sick. The poignant screams seemed to add to the somberness of the Angel Dream Grassland which on the day usually looks like a bright dreamland cheerful.
Du Manchu chuckled in satisfaction when he heard the howling of the Great Imperial Soldier who had penetrated to the side of their camp. With a sly face he said,
"has begun. The suffering has begun"
In disgust Patriarch Mok and Master Huang Chi moved with their members to move towards the Northeast. From there the Beast Tamer and the Elves would attack the Empire.
Meanwhile all the armies of the Liberators began to march neatly, moving without making a sound trying to cross the Desert of Angel's dreams when the weather was dim.
When the tambur and the drums of war could not be sounded, then the music of the introduction of the army of the Liberators of the dawn was a screech of starving vultures full of joyful instincts, as well as the howls of pain of thousands of Imperial soldiers who in the near future will lose their lives.
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