The Path of the Martial Arts BOSS

Zhan Ermu's arrival was like a strong heart stimulant. He brought with him four experts of the True Pill Realm, significantly bolstering the top-tier combat power of the grassland army.

Moreover, the man himself was an extraordinarily formidable master. Without the Greedy Wolf Star Power, the skills of Jashu were comparable to Zhan Ermu's.

With Zhan Ermu around, coupled with his own strength enhanced by the infusion of Star Power, Jashu possessed unwavering confidence to avenge his previous embarrassment and return the humiliation of a hasty retreat in full measure.

The army broke camp and pushed forward.

The advance of one hundred and twenty thousand troops created a thunderous rumble, like mountains collapsing, bringing a powerful oppression.

"Stop."

When the army was still five miles away from Feiyun Pass, Jashu ordered a halt.

"Brother, what's the matter?" Zhan Ermu asked with some surprise.

"There must be those Central Plains people's tunnels nearby. Last night, the Central Plains people attacked us using tunnels..."

Jashu detailed to Zhan Ermu what had happened the night before.

He didn't want to be caught off guard again by those bizarre corpses, reduced to nothing but skin and bones, with the rest turning mostly into water.

The previous head-on collision was one thing, but now as the army advanced, if these Water Ghosts were to burst into the formation, chaos would inevitably ensue.

"No big deal," Zhan Ermu said, thumping his chest vigorously, "These Central Plains people only know such futile tricks. Watch me."

Zhan Ermu kicked his stirrups and his massive body suddenly exerted force, leaping high into the air.

"Neigh—"

The warhorse let out a plaintive whinny and collapsed in despair. The kick from Zhan Ermu had shattered all of the excellent warhorse's tendons and bones, ending its life.

"Divine Power."

In the sky, Zhan Ermu's arms swelled, and thick vine-like veins bulged as powerful strength accumulated briefly and then exploded upon his landing.

"Boom boom boom..."

His robust arms pounded the ground, the powerful force shattering rocks and stirring up dark soil. The shockwaves spread and caused all tunnels in every direction to collapse.

"Hahaha..."

Zhan Ermu's figure expanded into a small giant, laughing wildly as he trampled ahead. Wherever he went, all tunnels collapsed without exception.

In just a moment, all the tunnels in front of the grand Feiyun Pass had been shattered.

"Central Plains people, weak two-legged sheep," Zhan Ermu stopped his rampage and shouted towards the walls of Feiyun Pass.

His booming voice reached the top of the city walls, making Xu Tiecheng's face turn ashen, "Detestable, these grassland people encroach upon the Central Plains year after year, capturing and killing countless of our court's citizens, and now they dare to make such clamor."

"Mere mad ravings of a rabid dog," Gu Chen responded calmly, "If we were truly as frail as he says, why have the grassland people not set foot into the Central Plains even now?"

The composed words slightly alleviated Xu Tiecheng's expression. "You're right, I've lost my composure."

His gaze was icy as he focused on the shouting Zhan Ermu, "I recognize this man; he's Zhan Ermu, a subordinate of the Right Prince Aguge from the Golden Wolf Han Court. The Golden Wolf Han Court's probing is indeed undisguised, even deploying this butcher."

Those encroaching upon the border, for the most part, belonged to the Right Prince Aguge. These subordinates of the fierce Right Prince, relying on force and of violent nature, lacked a calm and strategic superior to oversee them, and they most loved to invade the Northern Zhou Border.

Among them, Zhan Ermu was one of the most arrogant grassland people.

He once conquered seven fortresses along the border in a single night, single-handedly slaughtering thousands. He was the butcher that Xu Tiecheng, who had guarded the border for many years, hated the most.

Now, seeing Zhan Ermu's taunts again, it was no wonder Xu Tiecheng had a hard time keeping his cool.

"Zhan Ermu is a butcher, and today, we're the more ruthless butchers. Last night we killed more than thirty thousand grassland people, and today this remaining hundred and ten thousand will also perish here. General, take it easy," Gu Chen consoled.

"Yes, I should take it easy, for the people dying today are definitely grassland people."

Xu Tiecheng smiled, opened his mouth, and shouted loudly, "Jashu, you fatherless bastard, your wounds from last night probably haven't healed yet, have they? Are you here to seek death today?"

"And Zhan Ermu, simple-minded trash, you've come all this way to die. I'm grateful for your noble sacrifice. After you die, I'll use your head as a chamber pot."

Xu Tiecheng let loose with his words, mocking Jashu and Zhan Ermu. A general who had guarded the border for years had no shortage of insulting words. His mockery cut deep, leaving Zhan Ermu and Jashu flushing with anger.

"Damn two-legged sheep, are you courting death!" Zhan Ermu, furious to the point of losing control, moved forward with large strides, the ground rumbling beneath his mountainous figure.

Behind him, Jashu, his face twisted with rage, said fiercely, "Advance! Spare no expense in breaking through Feiyun Pass. Once we enter the city, slaughter for three days, not sparing even a mouse."

The army advanced again, a mighty force moving forward.

Among the sea of people, the most conspicuous were some black metal devices.

"Those things..."

Gu Chen said hesitantly, "They seem a bit like the Fire Department's cannon?"

"Cannon... Do you mean those weapons the Daqian Military has recently been popularizing?" Xu Tiecheng asked with surprise and suspicion.

"Yes," Gu Chen nodded. "Such sophisticated weapons can't be produced by grassland people."

Grassland people's cold weapons were quite crude, let alone these firearms. These cannons were certainly not created by grassland people, but by others who manufactured them and then either gave them to or sold them to the grassland people.

"Firearms are not easy to make. Colleagues in the Fire Department are also in the exploratory phase. These cannons are very likely from Daqian."

"Then it must be from Daqian," Xu Tiecheng affirmed.

"Daqian is now a complete mess; it seems those at Daqian Court also don't wish for our court to develop peacefully."

"This is just as well," Gu Chen chuckled. "The cannon's range is at most a mile, the enemy army will definitely enter Hidden Dragon's range of attack.

Speaking of which, the grassland people's army had almost entered the three-mile range. Zhan Ermu at the forefront had already charged within two miles.

"Crossbow carts, fire," Xu Tiecheng immediately ordered.

Despite wishing the enemy would charge in, doing what must be done was necessary—they couldn't let the enemy sense something was amiss.

Ten thick crossbow arrows were shot from the crossbow carts, shrieking through the air towards Zhan Ermu at the very front.

"Useless!"

Within the arrogant laughter, Zhan Ermu's robust arms moved to deflect several crossbow arrows. Then clasping his arms together, he caught the crossbow arrow aimed at his chest.

The hefty crossbow arrow was firmly caught by Zhan Ermu's hands and came to an abrupt halt.

His formidable strength caused the soldiers on the Feiyun Pass walls to tremble, too shaken to even hold their weapons steady.

Below, Zhan Ermu laughed arrogantly, his laughter unbridled.

At the same time, both Gu Chen and Xu Tiecheng laughed as well.

"It's time."

In the underground cave, the White-haired Daoist who was guiding Hidden Dragon opened his eyes.