Chapter 2811 - 2810: Forcing the Loyal

Chapter 2811: Chapter 2810: Forcing the Loyal

The flames within the Yin-Yang Wind-Fire Furnace are not naturally occurring but require molding through Yin Yang Qi.

Once ignited, the fire continuously stores in the furnace.

Now, doused by Lunar Water, most of the flames in the furnace were instantly extinguished, equivalent to wasting half of Yang Zongbao’s cultivation level.

Yang Zhi watched anxiously and said, "Uncle, hurry and release some more fire to drive these rebels off the mountain!"

Yang Zongbao, feeling frustrated, said, "Didn’t you see the other side has a magical treasure to counter it? Our fire can’t burn them."

He wielded a spear and spoke to Yang Zhi, "I’ll go and duel that rogue Taoist. You organize the troops to stand by and find a chance to charge up the mountain!"

Having suffered such a setback, Yang Zongbao couldn’t swallow this frustration.

He raised his spear and shouted angrily at Gongsun Sheng below, "Old Taoist Gongsun, if you have the skills, come up and duel!"

"As you wish!"

Five Thunder Sky Gang Righteous Method!

Gongsun Sheng clapped his hands, summoning thunder from the sky.

Five bolts of heavenly thunder tore through the night sky like five sharp swords, crashing down towards Yang Zongbao.

The power of the thunder and lightning was immense, carrying the force of crimson flames.

The people below were immediately warmed by the electric light, as if watching five heavenly fires descend from the sky.

Yang Zongbao, a distinguished student of Kunlun, had ways to avoid lightning.

He summoned a golden needle and used the Lightning Avoidance Technique, diverting the lightning from the air to the ground.

Rumbling, five explosive sounds echoed.

The mountain peak was shattered by the thunder’s oppressive force; debris flew everywhere, and a camp was struck by lightning, with over a dozen soldiers blown to pieces.

Song Yuchan, watching anxiously, shouted, "Just a mere magical treasure, is that enough to make you so angry?"

She suddenly leaped into the air, spitting a flame towards Yang Zongbao.

The flame, like a fiery ribbon with red, gold, and purple hues, swiftly wrapped around Yang Zongbao.

Startled, Yang Zongbao exclaimed, "Samadhi True Fire?"

He hurriedly summoned the Wind Fire Furnace, activating the wind wheel to create a suction force to draw the Samadhi True Fire inside.

With a loud bang, as the flame entered the furnace, the intense fire soon shattered Yang Zongbao’s magical treasure into pieces.

The Samadhi True Fire, not just any magical treasure, could contain it.

Song Yuchan intended to unleash more fire, but Yang Zongbao was already prepared, retreating quickly, "Destroying my magical treasure, I won’t let you go!"

He hurriedly retreated, not daring to linger.

If scorched by the Samadhi True Fire, it would be truly fatal.

"Coward!"

Song Yuchan snorted, still unsatisfied.

Yan Qing watched from the side with a soft smile, realizing why their master never gave Song Yuchan a magical treasure.

If their junior sister had a magical treasure, she would surely turn the heavens upside down.

Though the Righteous Army on the mountain lost some troops, their morale surged, and they all raised their arms, shouting, "Victory!"

"Victory!"

"Victory!"

"..."

Yang Zongbao, disgraced below, temporarily parted with Yang Zhi to find help.

Yang Zhi was also infuriated, and at dawn, he immediately launched a massive attack on Green Stone Pass.

The ten thousand Dragon Blood War Horses neighed in unison, frightening the mountain animals into cowering.

Ordinary people trembled at the sound of the horses.

However, the cavalry was charging in mountainous terrain.

Even for the Dragon Blood War Horses, it was highly inconvenient.

The mountain vegetation caught the horses’ hooves, the narrow mountain paths only allowing one war horse to charge through.

The army led by Yang Zhi spread out almost in a line as they rushed up the mountain.

On the Great Wall checkpoint of Green Stone Pass, ten thousand of the Righteous Army awaited leisurely.

Under the waving battle flag of Song Gongming, as Yang Zhi’s cavalry charged within a hundred paces.

The arrows above fell like raindrops, swarming down from the sky.

The air filled with the hissing sound of swooshing arrows, like a black whirlwind rushing downwards.

The cavalry had no shields for defense, relying solely on their bows and arrows to counterattack, using longswords to deflect arrows.

Firing arrows from below upwards could not reach the range of arrows from the walls.

After a few exchanges, Yang Zhi had no choice but to hastily retreat with the army.

In this world, ordinary soldiers could shoot a full bow over a hundred paces.

For generally cultivated generals, a thousand meters was no problem.

Due to cost issues, firearms in Long Fei’s world actually held no significant advantage.

With firearms costing over a hundred Spirit Stones each, how could they compare to practically costless bows and arrows?

On the Immortal Realm Continent, cultivation civilization powerfully suppressed the development of technological civilization.

For instance, the bricks required to construct this wall, an ordinary person outside the Immortal Realm might need a crane to lift.

In this world, ordinary people could easily lift over a hundred pounds without any machine.

Therefore, besides the Fire God Cannon, Liangshan Island found it not so easy to market other firearms.

Yang Zhi knew that relying on cavalry to seize this city was purely a fool’s dream.

The reason he led the charge was to put on a show for Gao Qiu.

The two armies hadn’t engaged for long when he, feigning illness, retreated, without a single loss to his troops.

The defensive capabilities of the Dragon Blood Steeds were astonishing, the arrows shot onto them were blocked by their scales.

After Yang Zhi retreated, Gao Qiu immediately called him to the command tent, scolding loudly, "General Yang, your banner soldiers hadn’t yet completed the charge. Why did you retreat?"

During the battle, Gao Qiu watched closely from the rear.

If Yang Zhi won, he would claim the credit; if Yang Zhi lost, he would take the opportunity to criticize.

Whether in victory or defeat, he was pleased.

Yang Zhi, suppressing his anger, reported, "In response to the Grand Commandant, cavalry is originally suited for surprise attacks and charges, defeating enemies in motion. But now, the Grand Commandant orders us to seize towns and charge on mountain terrain. This is using our strength against their weakness, please forgive my inability."

Gao Qiu sternly replied, "So, you’re questioning this officer’s ability?"

Yang Zhi replied, "It’s not a question, but a suggestion for the Grand Commandant to switch to infantry for the charge. I am willing to lead troops to detour around Green Stone Pass and attack the rebels from behind. Should we achieve any accomplishments, I will claim none and credit it all to the Grand Commandant. Please grant my request!"

"Detouring past here requires a journey of over a thousand miles. Moreover, there’s no supply line. General Yang, your thought process indeed raises suspicions about your motive!"

Gao Qiu’s sharp eyes narrowly scrutinized Yang Zhi, placing blame on him.

Yang Zhi, speechless, said, "Grand Commandant, what do you mean by this? I come from a noble family, always keen to serve the country, how could the Grand Commandant think this way?"

"Is that so?"

Gao Qiu chuckled coldly, "I heard you met secretly with Song Gongming’s daughter last night. How can you assure there’s no agreement between you?"

"Grand Commandant!"

Yang Zhi’s eyes were bloodshot, not expecting Gao Qiu to be so disdainful.

Gao Qiu slammed his hand on the table, pointing at Yang Zhi, rebuking, "General Yang, defying orders on the battlefield deserves death. Appointing you as vanguard was to bestow you the first merit. Who knew you’d not appreciate it, thinking I made things difficult for you. You’ve indeed disappointed me! I’ll give you one more day, if you can’t take Green Stone Pass, bring your head to me, Yang Zhi!"

Yang Zhi trembled, burning with inextinguishable rage.

Outside the command tent, axemen began revealing their presence.

Yang Zhi knew well that Gao Qiu was intentionally pushing him.

Holding back his wrath, he cupped his fists and forcibly squeezed out the words from his mouth, "Yang Zhi accepts the order!"