Mountain Patrol Military Officer

Opposite him, Huangfu Qi's eyes bulged, flickering with disbelief.

"Uh uh"

The sound of blood gurgling rolling in his throat.

He dropped his weapon with both hands, reaching for his own neck.

But he grasped at emptiness, and his gaze shifted upward rapidly.

His eyeballs rolled downward, then he let out a long, terrified scream.

His head had actually flown off!

From an outside perspective, the neck of this Huangfu family scion blossomed with a line of blood, and in an instant, his head flew up, the severed neck spurting blood like a fountain.

After he raised his hand and grasped at emptiness, his arms flailed wildly, then his body lost control and plummeted straight down.

That head, after letting out a shout, burst like an overinflated balloon with a bang.

"Lang General!"

"Brother Huangfu"

With this, the battlefield exploded, exclamations rising in waves.

On the Soldier Inspection Platform, Lin Zhonglang stood with a smack, his expression changing drastically. A Lang General of the Huangfu family had been killed by the trusted aide of the Ninth Mountain General.

Oh no, things are going wrong!

He was about to take action to stabilize the situation, but Imperial Censor Wang Xi got ahead of him. This eunuch glared with malice and killing intent, shouting sharply,

"Bold!"

"Deliberately harming lives, plotting against the Forbidden Army's military generals."

"Seize them at once; if they resist, kill without mercy!"

Saying this, he struck towards the Array Plate hanging over the battlefield, retracting the array.

The curtain of light covering the battlefield disappeared rapidly.

At this moment, with the command of the Imperial Censor, those Forbidden Army watching their comrade fall and the Lang General being killed were immediately filled with fury, glaring angrily, and charged towards the battlefield.

Someone inside shouted, akin to adding fuel to the fire.

"If we don't kill them, our Forbidden Army will never lift its head again."

"Kill these traitorous rebels!"

These highly provocative words suddenly intensified the deadly atmosphere on the battlefield. The Forbidden Army raised their weapons and charged, kicking up dust, their iron hooves thundering like lightning, rushing towards the three hundred armored soldiers of the Ninth Mountain.

In a flash, the wave surged like a tide, the situation completely ignited, spiraling out of control.

On the Soldier Inspection Platform, Lin Zhonglang, who was in charge of this camp, turned pale, events spiraling towards the worst possible outcome.

Mutiny!

If he went out to stop it now, even if he could forcibly suppress it, he would completely lose his authority over his troops.

He gritted his teeth, glaring at Supervisor Wang with killing intent, wishing he could devour this treacherous eunuch's flesh, this fellow stirring up his troops to gain an advantage in this mess, while putting him on the spit, showed he had no intention of letting him off easily.

This is a mortal enemy.

"Mr. Wang, look at the mess you've made; I will never forgive you for this."

But Wang Xi turned a deaf ear, only letting out a cold laugh, his fox-like eyes glancing eerily at the charging Forbidden Army, a cruel gleam in his eyes.

He had miscalculated.

The elite Forbidden Army had actually lost and lost badly, one of the leaders from the Three Families was even counter-killed.

This was no longer just a matter of royal reputation; it concerned his life, and he had to quickly rectify the situation, make amends.

Otherwise, the situation he created would likely lead to his own demise.

He glared fiercely at the advancing golden armor encircling the black armor, his heart tightened, even carrying a hint of hysteria.

Hurry!

Hurry and kill those rogues!

On the battlefield, the three hundred armored soldiers of the Ninth Mountain, many injured, swiftly regrouped in the face of the charge, a memory etched into their muscles, forming a formation in a very short time, with perfect coordination. Banners of the Mountain-cutting Banner fluttering in the wind, the leading Niu Bing withdrew a blood-stained spear from his chest, pinning it to the ground in the distance, his face twisted, eyes fierce.

And all those pairs of eyes facing the thousands of encroaching Forbidden Army showed no fear, each pair of eyes pulsing with blood veins, carrying a look of condescending disdain.

This was a bone-deep scorn!

"Boom!"

The horse's hooves thundered like an earthquake.

Surrounding the three hundred Mystic Armor, the three thousand Forbidden Army shone with golden light like raging fire.

At that moment, on Xuankong Mountain, a terrifying aura erupted, and a beam of black-golden light fell from the sky.

With this outburst of energy, in the eastern sky outside the mountain, there was an explosive sound, a beam of purple Qi soared out, crossing the void, the grand purple Qi stretching for dozens of miles, intercepting the beam of light.

On Xuankong Mountain, with a cold snort, a beam of golden light fell like divine punishment from the heavens, tearing through the long sky, freezing the purple Qi, shattering it piece by piece.

At this moment, high above the western sky, a sword came from the west, a blue sword light suddenly appeared, the sword's wail shook the sky, resonating through the Divine Capital, and under the noonday sun, a blue sword cascade descended, lightning fast, slashing towards the descending black-golden light.

In the blink of an eye, a gunshot echoed from Xuankong Mountain, a beam of fire suddenly rose, like a meteor from the heavens, crashing fiercely into the sword Qi cascade.

The gun and sword, water and fire intertwined, roaring in the sky, about to tear apart the firmament, soon extinguishing the void.

In the meantime, the black-golden light plummeted straight off Xuankong Mountain, landing in the Forbidden Army Camp below, crashing onto the battlefield, stirring up flying sand, wild winds raging.

"Neigh"

The Forbidden Army was blinded by the sand and wind, the sand stinging their faces painfully, their horses frightened, neighing chaotically, coming to a halt.

Within there stood a great banner, flapping fiercely, a flag moving without wind, thunderously, the battlefield trembled, the gale overturned people and horses, sending them flying, colliding chaotically, cries and wails filled the air.

Among them, the Gongyang and Meng family members hidden amongst them were pressed to the ground by the wind, revealing only half their heads, their mouths and noses full of sand.

At this moment, a thunderous voice resounded above the training ground.