Ning Que did not feel frustrated when the first arrow that seemed to be about to succeed failed. He looked calm as if he had already expected it. The white turbulence around the bowstring did not dissipate, and the next four arrows shot out like lightning.
The Hierarch Lord of the West-Hill Divine Palace was not that easy to deal with. If he was killed by one arrow on the battlefield, then the legends in the West-Hill scriptures would become a joke.
According to the rules of the battlefield, Ning Que should not waste the precious opportunity of the first arrow on the Hierarch of the West-Hill Divine Palace since he was not confident. However, today's battlefield was different from ordinary ones. If he could not kill the Hierarch of the West-Hill Divine Palace, then no matter how many people he killed, he would not be able to change the current situation. Moreover, no one could resist the strong temptation of shooting the Hierarch of the West-Hill Divine Palace to death. He would not give up without trying.
Ning Que's choice of target order was very normal. The stronger or more threatening the person, the higher he would choose. The first arrow was shot at the Hierarch of the West-Hill Divine Palace, and the second was naturally Ye Hongyu.
In the blood-red divine chariot, Ye Hongyu's black hair was like an arrow, and her body was like a broken arrow. She bent backward and fell. At this time, the iron arrow had arrived. With a whistle, the divine chariot's curtain was blown into countless pieces.
Several strands of black hair fell, and a stream of blood flowed down from her forehead. Ye Hongyu lay on the floor of the divine chariot, and her blood-red Divine Robe of Judgment spread out like the sunset clouds. It should have been a beautiful scene, but she looked extremely embarrassed.
No matter how pathetic she was, she still managed to survive. However, when she thought about the iron arrow that was so close to her forehead and how close she was to death, even she turned pale.
Ning Que's third arrow was shot at the Great Divine Priest of Revelation.
The Great Divine Priest of Revelation had previously fought with the Desolate Man's Psyche and won. He had also paid a great price, and was now meditating in the divine chariot, trying to recover as soon as possible.
At this time, the Hierarch of the West-Hill Divine Palace finally had time to react. The tall figure in the huge divine chariot suddenly straightened his back, and a thunderous roar rang through the Wilderness.
A thunderous sound exploded in front of the Great Divine Priest of Revelation's divine chariot. It looked like a lightning bolt, and countless extremely thin white electric threads kept rolling, as if they could devour everything that entered the lightning ball.
The iron arrow shot into the ball of lightning and gradually peeled off. Then, it became thinner, but in the end, it wasn't completely swallowed. It turned into a slender shadow that broke through the lightning and shot into the divine carriage.
The iron arrow was weakened by the West-Hill Divine Palace's hierarch, Lei Tuan, and its power was greatly reduced.
The Great Divine Priest of Revelation stretched out his right hand and gently caught the iron arrow in front of his face. His movement was very gentle, like using chopsticks to pick up vegetables, or like using noodles to touch the sun.
However, his expression was not relaxed. The deep wrinkles on his face deepened again, and the corners of his eyes began to bleed. Finally, even the wrinkles began to bleed. Only then did the iron arrow between his fingers calm down.
The Great Divine Priest of Revelation's meditation recovery was forcibly interrupted by the Primordial Thirteen Arrows. After being seriously injured, he would not be able to fight again in a short period of time. He could not participate in today's final battle.
Ning Que's third arrow had perfectly achieved his battle intention. But no one would have thought that his third arrow had a more important purpose, which was to cover for the fourth arrow.
His fourth arrow was once again shot towards the middle of the West-Hill Divine Palace Coalition Army's battle line. The arrow cluster was not aimed at the huge divine chariot where the West-Hill Divine Palace Hierarch was standing, but at Luo Kedi who was beside it.
In Chaoyang City, Luo Kedi had been seriously injured by his arrow and his throat was cut. He did not know how this person survived and could even recover his strength and cultivation. Perhaps the West-Hill Divine Palace had some secret Divine Skill. But he decided that he would not give the West-Hill Divine Palace any chance to heal this person today.
The West-Hill Divine Palace Hierarch blocked an arrow for the Great Divine Priest of Revelation and did not have time to care about the arrow that was shot towards Luo Kedi. No matter how strong he was, he was still a human after all, and there were things that he could not do.
The iron arrow accurately hit Luo Kedi's throat, like a thread in a young girl's hand passing through the eye of a needle. It was easy, casual, and with a very comfortable pleasure.
Blood splattered slightly, and the iron arrow disappeared from the Wilderness.
The neck bone turned into powder, and the flesh and blood became foam.
Luo Kedi's eyes were a little confused. He did not know what had happened.
He wanted to look at his throat that had been through many hardships, and was worried that he would never be able to speak again.
He lowered his head, and his head fell.
His body was as burly as a mountain.
His head fell like a stone rolling down from the top of a mountain.
It fell to the ground with a muffled thud.
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The divine guards of the West-Hill Divine Palace surrounded Luo Kedi's corpse. Their eyes were filled with intense fear and endless sorrow as they watched their Lord Commander's inexplicable decapitation and death.
At this moment, there was suddenly an earth-shattering scream and wail from not far away. They looked back in shock and saw that the South Jin Kingdom's military camp was in chaos. They did not know what had happened.
There was a large pool of blood on the ground of the South Jin Kingdom's military camp. In the blood, there were pieces of flesh that had been shaken into pieces, and there was also half a corpse. Looking at the pair of golden silk cloud boots on his feet, he should be a member of the royal family.
Several eunuchs and a few masters from the Sword Garret of South Jin Kingdom looked at the pool of flesh with pale faces. They trembled in shock and fear, and one eunuch even fainted from crying.
"Your Highness … Your Highness …"
A general of the South Jin Kingdom knelt beside the pool of flesh. His face was pale, and his eyes were filled with terror. It was as if he was scared out of his wits, and he kept shouting, trying to revive the pool of flesh.
If the pool of flesh could not be revived, then the general of the South Jin Kingdom would definitely die. Countless soldiers and eunuchs of the South Jin Kingdom in the Wilderness today would become a pool of flesh in the near future.
This was Ning Que's fifth arrow.
The Crown Prince of the South Jin Kingdom, who had led the army on behalf of His Majesty, had died decisively.
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There was dead silence in the Wilderness.
No matter if it was the West-Hill Divine Palace Coalition Army or the Desolate Man's tribe, no one spoke during this short period of time. Everyone was so shocked that they could not speak, and some even lost their souls.
Seeing that the West-Hill Divine Palace Coalition Army was about to win, and as long as they rode forward, they would be able to cut off all the heads of the Desolate Man and exterminate the entire tribe. At this moment, five iron arrows flew from the Wilderness.
Five arrows shot at five people.
The Hierarch of the West-Hill Divine Palace, the two Great Divine Priests of West-Hill, the commander of the Divine Hall's divine guards, Luo Kedi, and the Crown Prince of the South Jin Kingdom. Any one of them was the most important person in the world, especially the four other than Luo Kedi. Whether it was in terms of reputation, power, or actual power, they were all like emperors. The Hierarch of the West-Hill Divine Palace and the two Great Divine Priests of West-Hill were even more god-like.
Over the years, who had dared to attack these five people at the same time? If anyone had heard of such a situation in the past, they would have thought that the person was not sane.
However, the final result of these five arrows was that the Great Divine Priest of Revelation was seriously injured and could no longer fight. This meant that he was forced to leave today's battle. The Great Divine Priest of Judgment was extremely disheveled, and only managed to escape with great difficulty. Luo Kedi and the Crown Prince of the South Jin Kingdom died.
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Ning Que did not only care about the target's power and power, but also from a strategic point of view. The key was that he had the ability to carry out such a strategy.
Luo Kedi was the most trusted subordinate of the West-Hill Divine Palace Hierarch. He represented the direct power that was loyal to the Hierarch. Such a tragic death would definitely make those powers uneasy, and they might even have other ideas.
The South Jin Kingdom army was one of the main forces of the West-Hill Divine Palace Coalition Army. They had always been by the Hierarch's side. The death of the Crown Prince of the South Jin Kingdom, who was the commander of the army, would definitely bring great chaos to the South Jin Kingdom army. It would greatly impact the morale of the generals and cavalrymen, and the combat power of the South Jin Kingdom army would plummet.
If his first arrow had really been able to kill the Hierarch of the West-Hill Divine Palace, even if it was just a serious injury, the direction of today's battle could have been decisively changed because of these five iron arrows.
Purely from a strategic point of view, the generals of the Tang Empire's iron cavalry and the Great River Kingdom's Sage of Calligrapher, who had the highest cultivation state in the West-Hill Divine Palace Coalition Army, seemed to be more qualified to be the iron arrows' targets than Luo Kedi and the Crown Prince of the South Jin Kingdom.
However, for some reason, Ning Que did not choose to do so.
Somewhere in the east of the West-Hill Divine Palace Coalition Army, the disciples of the Great River Kingdom's Black Ink Garden had very complicated expressions on their faces. Zhuo Zhihua looked at her teacher's broad back and wanted to say something, but she did not say anything in the end.
The Master of Calligraphy looked at the north silently and frowned slightly.
He and the disciples of the Black Ink Garden had all seen the five iron arrows and the terrible damage caused by the iron arrows. Even though he had been in the Knowing Destiny State for many years, he could not be sure what the result would be if the iron arrows were shot at him.
Moreover, no matter how humble he was, he knew that in the current coalition army, he should have a share of the iron arrows no matter what. There was only one reason why Ning Que did not shoot him.
Cat Girl's left shoulder was injured and wrapped in bandages. Her innocent and cute little face was extremely pale. She said with a sobbing tone, "Are we really going to fight with Brother Ning?"
In the west of the Wilderness, in front of the Tang army.
General Xian Zhilang, who had taken over Xiahou's position for two years, looked at the Desolate Man's tribe in the north that was almost completely dead. He wanted to find Ning Que's figure, but he could not find him.
After a long silence, he suddenly smiled and raised his right hand, signaling the tens of thousands of cavalrymen under his command to line up and wait for orders.
A deputy general frowned and asked, "Retreat?"
Xian Zhilang shook his head and said with a smile, "How can the Tang Empire retreat alone in front of the whole world? But our men are also tired and need a break."
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Shooting arrows was a battle, but not shooting was also a battle. It also required more wisdom and accurate judgment of the situation. The Great River Kingdom's reaction and the Tang army's beginning to line up proved that Ning Que's judgment was not wrong.
It was quiet in the Wilderness. The West-Hill Divine Palace Coalition Army looked nervously to the north, trying to find Ning Que. Under the threat of such an iron bow, moving forward became an extremely terrifying thing.
However, the northern wilderness was full of Desolate Men who were either injured or dead. Ning Que would be hard to find if he sneaked among them. So the problem left for the Coalition Army was how many arrows did he have left?
Or how to find this person.
Or how to force this person out.
At this moment, a solemn and loud voice came from the huge sacred sedan. It startled tens of thousands of gauze curtains and shone on the golden railings. It came to the front of the Desolate Man's army like thunder.
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