Mountain Patrol Military Officer
Chapter 281 - 247: Movements on All Sides, The Great Battle Begins (Request for Monthly Ticket)

Chapter 281: Chapter 247: Movements on All Sides, The Great Battle Begins (Request for Monthly Ticket)

Red flying sleeves, falling midst the rows of Armored Soldiers rushing into the courtyard.

With the Token in hand, her bright eyes like cold stars in the night.

"Qingshan County, Lian Nichang!"

"What exactly has happened?"

Her voice lowered as she looked upon the scene, tinted with an indescribable severity. She quickly stepped forward to support the aging Old Wu, who seemed as if weathered rapidly by the wind.

The leading Colonel saw his colleague and straightened up furiously, "The Prefecture received news yesterday that the front line against the Demons to the south is near total collapse, the Mountain-cutting Army suffered heavy casualties. Lord Chen led the counterattack and secured Weiyuan Pass to the southeast, slaying countless Demons........ only to be besieged by the Great Martial Vault Demon. His Divine Skills unparalleled, stepping into the legendary Martial Vault Realm in legend, valiantly killed two Great Demons, nearly turning the tide alone, but...."

The Colonel from the Garrison, reached this point, pausing as his chest heaved rapidly with grief and fury in his eyes, "But then, another Great Demon descended upon our realm!"

With that, he clenched his fist with a sudden burst, then gritted his teeth in anger.

"Our brothers heard the news and longed to rush into battle; General Xiang, in a fierce rage, has already sent word requesting permission to march out of the Pass."

The Colonel reported the news he had received, his voice filled with passion, yet he did not disclose the final outcome.

Lian Nichang tightly supported the elder trembling violently in front of her, unnoticed was her own delicate body shivering slightly.

She opened her mouth to speak but fell silent for a long moment, suppressing the surging emotions within her, reminding herself to be calm, remembering clearly what her brother had said before he left with the army.

"Ni Chang wishes to know my brother’s final whereabouts!"

Struggling to maintain her composure, her eyes as cold as stars firmly fixated on the other.

Upon hearing this, the Colonel’s face went through drastic changes, but eventually he sighed,

"The news says Lord Chen’s Dharma Image dissipated between heaven and earth under the besiege of the Great Demon; his life and death remain unknown."

"The General sent me here to bring back the Lord’s personal belongings; with a Divine Skill, he can sense through the essence of these items whether the Lord is still alive and try to find him."

He revealed the purpose of his visit.

With these words, a trembling, elderly voice arose.

"Come with me!"

Old Wu spoke, "There’s no need to assist this old man. The Lord, blessed by heaven’s will, I believe in him."

Saying this, he shuffled his steps, heading towards the inner room.

Yet, his stooped figure intermittently raised his hand to wipe his eyes.

...

Around the same time, in Jingguan City to the north of the Central Plains, Tianxiong Pass received news that set this Heroic Pass ablaze.

The infamous Hell King Chen, who once vanquished Three Families in Tianxiong Pass, leaving a trail of severed heads, had slain the Great Martial Vault Demon on the Demon Battlefield to the south, and had perished under the Demon’s siege...

The news caused the streets and alleys, taverns and teahouses to erupt all of a sudden.

Some said Hell King Chen fell in battle, others said he was merely missing, but the reports suggested slim hopes for his survival.

Others gasped in amazement,

Wuzang!

No one had imagined that this Colonel would so swiftly ascend to such a realm, unparalleled in Martial Arts.

Such a star, fallen from the sky, incited a pang of regret in the hearts of many.

To the south of the city was the Heavenly Fragrance Building, twenty-three stories high.

At the top floor, in one of the rooms, a Western Regions woman with a golden veil and midriff-baring dress hurried in.

"Anar."

At this moment, in the exotic-scented room, an extremely beautiful and voluptuous woman was sitting at a table, stirring with a spoon, the fragrant aroma thick with vitality.

The woman, draped in purple and adorned with gemstones and agate, had lake-deep blue eyes, a high nose bridge, arched eyebrows, and on her forehead, a golden symbol of a flying bird; her dark curly hair cascading down her waist.

The former Princess of Loulan, An Ge, holding an exquisite porcelain bowl, with a countenance reflecting a gentle and lazy luster, her figure seemingly fuller than before.

Seeing someone bursting in, her eyebrows momentarily showed panic, then rapidly regained calm; seeing the figure, her beautiful lazy brows furrowed.

"Mi Ayi, what’s the matter, you seem in such a rush?"

Mi Ayi, seeing the Princess making soup in her room, felt puzzled as the Princess’s strange little habit had grown more frequent recently, something unheard of before, and moreover, the Princess seemed to have changed, noticeably fuller in body, including the tone and expression when speaking.

Previously, the Princess was diligent in advancing the Heavenly Fragrance Building, quietly accumulating power, but recently she had become noticeably lazier, often feeling drowsy.

Perhaps unnoticed by others, but to her, who had served the Princess for many years, it was evident.

However, she had urgent news and did not dwell on these concerns.

"Forgive me, Anar, you instructed me to inquire about the Mountain Cutting Army’s Colonel; fresh news has arrived, this Colonel marched south to battle the Demons, and two nights ago, perished at Weiyuan Pass!"

As this declaration fell,

"Splash,"

The former building owner, the Princess, dropped the porcelain bowl from her hands, and scalding soup splattered onto her fair feet, quickly scalding them a bright red.

"Anar!"

Mi Ayi exclaimed suddenly, rushing over and kneeling on the ground, her hands manifesting spirit light to heal the princess.

However, at this moment, An Ge’s deep blue eyes, like the waters of a lake, seemed lost for a moment before reacting. She reached out to pull up Mi Ayi, who was kneeling at her feet, and her tone became urgent,

"How did he die?"

"Anar," Mi Ayi cried out in pain as she was suddenly yanked to her feet, then saw the expression on the princess’s face change to something that frightened her, "The news says, this Colonel, in order to protect his troops during retreat, fought alone against two Great Martial Vault Demons..."

Mi Ayi recounted the news she had heard, her words filled with sympathy and respect for the fierce man as she spoke.

For the sake of his comrades, he battled against the notorious Great Martial Vault Demon until the end and even broke through to slay the Demon. However, the area was teeming with dreadful Demons, one after another, that overwhelmed the Colonel.

Despite the fact this Colonel had once at Tianxiong Pass targeted her over an incident, which scared her terribly, speaking of it now suddenly did not frighten her anymore, and even a complicated reverence arose in her heart.

As descendants of a tribe that reveres heroes, they harbore natural admiration for such valor, lamenting only that they had no such person to aid them and their dreams of restoring their nation remained a distant hope.

But why did the princess react so strongly? Initially, this Colonel had subjected her to irreverent treatment, forcing the princess to dance for him.

Mi Ayi watched An Ge nervously, whose deep blue eyes were tumultuous with emotion, mingling with hatred and some indescribable feelings.

"Go now, I want to rest!" After a moment, the exiled princess calmed her blue eyes and, supporting her head with her slender, pale fingers, her voice sounded very tired.

"Anar, are you alright?" Mi Ayi asked in a panic, seeing unfamiliar emotions in the princess’s eyes as someone close to her.

"Go, I’m fine."

"Yes!" Mi Ayi had no choice but to retreat, then she closed the door.

Half an hour later, Mi Ayi heard a lot of noise in the Heavenly Fragrance Building. The news was that because of the Colonel’s death in battle, many people were shaken, rushing to the battlefield. A terrible war was about to break out in Shu and the Ten Thousand Mountains, leading to countless deaths.

Suddenly, she felt uneasy, ran back to the top-floor room, and knocked softly on the door several times.

"Anar"

"Anar"

Then her voice grew louder.

But there was no response from inside the room.

When she pushed open the door to check, the room was empty.

The princess was gone.

Subsequently, the Hu people of the entire Heavenly Fragrance Building became frantic in search of the princess’s whereabouts.

A day passed, but An Ge’s figure could not be found.

.........

And at dusk of this day, on the southern Demon Battlefield.

South of Jingguan City and four thousand li away beyond the Chuanzhong Pass, the setting sun was like blood, casting a devastating scene.

The common people, like ants, scattered across the mountains and plains, crying, screaming, and fleeing.

In the sky and on the ground, oddly shaped Demons with fierce faces screamed furiously, shaking heaven and earth, swooping down from above extending their sharp claws to penetrate the shoulders of the fleeing shadows on the ground and dragging them into the sky, then opening their sharp jaws to swallow the pitiful figures, or leaping through the forests, travelling a hundred meters in a blink, stirring up a bloody gust of wind, opening their large bloodthirsty mouths, the sound of flesh being torn apart chilling to the core.

Among these fleeing figures were some clad in blood-stained armor, shouting as they ran.

Some stretched their bows, sending Rune Iron Arrows whistling through the air, shattering the Demons in the sky with a thud;

Others, like cannonballs, blasted up from the fleeing crowds, soaring through the forests with swords flashing, meeting the white-striped large tiger leaping down from a mountain peak;

And still others, confronted by the surrounding roaring Demons, let out a tragic cry, "Remember to burn more paper money for me, I’m leaving first." With those words, their figures exploded into flames, tearing those Demon shadows to shreds.

These were defeated Mountain Cutting Armor Soldiers and Garrison soldiers retreating from the frontlines, covering the evacuation of the civilians. But the momentum of the Demons was overwhelming, the fighting was terrifying and bloody.

The incessant roar made one desperate.

There was no escape.

In this killing field created by the forces of heaven and earth, human lives were truly like grass, one by one falling.

Common people became Demon Blood Food, while numerous warriors and Martial Arts Practitioners valiantly fought and fell.

Many people could no longer run and could only sit on the ground, embracing the family members they had escaped with, crying, and watching in despair as the enormous and fierce Demons rapidly approached, their huge bodies landing in front, their terrifying eyes and sharp fangs dripping with stench, splitting one’s heart with fear.

Suddenly, ahead, the distant land rumbled.

Under the setting sun, on the horizon, a yellow dust cloud spread horizontally for miles, rolling toward them, a spectacular sight.

Within the rolling dust, figures emerged, some vibrant in dress and magnificent in mount, others from the Worldly society, stirring the heavens with their presence.

"Kill!"

Their battle cries shook the sky, shattering the heavens.

Following that, countless streaks of light were sent towards the shadows of Demons across the mountains.

And to the southeast about three thousand li from here, in the setting sun and the crimson glow of the evening, a lone spear stood erect amidst the smoke and ruins of a demolished Heroic Pass.

Dozens of li outside the city walls, figures appeared, their profound eyes looking toward the spear that proudly stood amidst the ruins!

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