Come and fight.
Only these two words echoed in the field outside the Verdant Canyon.
It spread to the green mountains, the paddy fields, and everyone in the West-Hill Divine Palace Coalition Army.
There was silence in the Coalition Army.
Bai Haixin raised his eyebrows and looked at the people at the entrance of the canyon. His eyes grew colder and colder. He said, "Since you want to fight, then let's fight. Get the Papal Cavalrymen ready to charge."
The Academy was famous, but this veteran of the Yan Kingdom did not feel any pressure. That was because countless wars in human history had proven that even the strongest cultivator would die when facing the charge of the heavy cavalry and the sky full of arrows. Even a Grand Cultivator who had entered the Knowing Destiny State would have no power in front of the army. Unless he entered the Limitless State, he would be able to ignore the arrows.
Everyone knew that the Second Brother of the Academy was very powerful, but no one knew exactly how powerful he was. In the battle at the Lanke Temple in the autumn of last year, Ye Su, the World Wayfarer of Haotian Taoism, and Qi Nian, the World Wayfarer of Buddhism, attacked him one after another. But everyone knew that he was far from the Five States, so he was not invincible. It was absurd and ridiculous to think that he could stop the march of the vast army.
The horses neighed and hoofbeats sounded.
Four hundred heavy cavalrymen of the West-Hill Divine Palace charged toward the Verdant Canyon.
These powerful cavalrymen and their mounts were all wearing strong and heavy armors. Every time the horses' hooves touched the ground, a deep pit would be formed. Countless pieces of soil were trampled and then lifted up, causing smoke and dust.
The entire field began to shake.
The friction and collision of the armors of the Divine Hall's heavy cavalry became a terrifying tsunami.
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The armored heavy cavalry was the most powerful way to deal with cultivators on the battlefield.
The armors of these Papal Cavalrymen were all engraved with talisman lines by Talisman Masters. It was difficult for the cultivators' flying swords or other Natal Items to break the armor, so it was even more difficult to hurt the cavalrymen.
Once the heavy cavalry with terrifying power and speed came into contact with the relatively weak bodies of the cultivators, they could smash the cultivators to death in an instant.
In the past battles, the armies of various countries had used this method to deal with cultivators and had never failed. At this time, even though it was the disciples of the Academy standing at the entrance of the Verdant Canyon, the Divine Hall Coalition Army was still full of confidence.
Because no matter how they looked at it, there was no way for the Academy's disciples to resolve such a simple and direct charge. No matter how strong Jun Mo was, he was still just a human.
In the sacred sedan, Ye Hongyu looked at the Verdant Canyon in the distance. She was extremely calm, but deep in her eyes, there was a hint of thought and confusion.
She thought differently from the others in the coalition army. She knew that the disciples of the Academy would not lose so easily. She did not hold out any hope for the charge of the hundreds of riders.
However, she could not understand what else Jun Mo could do other than forcefully block the hundreds of cavalrymen with his astonishing Sword Dao. Once he really started doing that, she was certain that he would definitely lose today.
Even if Jun Mo's strength was beyond imagination, he would definitely be exhausted if he only used an iron sword to cut the hundreds of cavalrymen in the field. Even if he still had strength left, there were more than 200,000 West-Hill Divine Palace soldiers in the field …
To block the mighty army outside the Verdant Canyon with his own strength was not something that a human could achieve. Even Mr. Ke did not have such an ability back then, let alone Ye Futian.
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The heavy cavalry of the West-Hill Divine Palace stepped across the field and approached the Verdant Canyon. At this time, the cavalrymen began to really speed up. Their hooves were like a shower, and the sound was like thunder. Smoke and dust were gradually rising into the air.
An extremely tense and murderous aura rose in the field with the sound of hooves.
Unexpectedly, the disciples of the Academy standing at the entrance of the Verdant Canyon did not even look at the hundreds of horrible heavy cavalry of the Divine Hall. It was as if they did not see them at all.
The Sixth Brother was digging the ground to build a furnace, and the Fourth Brother was nailing iron nails on the ground. No one knew if he was going to settle the tents or do something else. Beigong Weiyang and Ximen Buhuo sat opposite each other, their fingers pressed on the strings of the zither and flute, as if they were tuning.
Only the Seventh Sister's attention was on the front. She wanted to sew to calm down, so she could not focus on the embroidery frame. Instead, her eyes fell on the back of the Second Brother in front of her.
The sunlight fell on the Second Brother and was reflected by the surface of his armor. It was elegant and magnificent.
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Four hundred cavalrymen did not sound like a lot. In fact, if they appeared in front of the real world, it would be a black mass, which would bring a great sense of oppression and impact to the eyes.
Especially the heavy cavalry.
When the cavalry charged, the width of the area where the two armies met was not decided by the charging party. At this time, the disciples of the Academy were at the entrance of the Verdant Canyon. So even if thousands of cavalrymen charged at the same time, the charging area could only accommodate a dozen heavy cavalry at most.
The heavy cavalry of the Divine Hall was very good at tactics. As they officially began to charge, the formation of the four hundred cavalrymen changed naturally without any command. Gradually, they became a sharp charging formation.
When they were about two thousand feet away from the exit of the Verdant Canyon, the formation of the heavy cavalry of the Divine Hall changed unexpectedly again. The two hundred cavalrymen in front separated from the two behind, and then the two hundred cavalrymen in front completed a perfect change of direction at high speed. They took a detour to the east for some distance, then turned back and continued to charge toward the Verdant Canyon. The two hundred cavalrymen in the back kept charging straight and came to the front.
This charging tactic was the most effective way to maintain the pressure of the heavy cavalry. It could also avoid the impact and interference of the relatively narrow battlefield.
The charging formation of the four hundred heavy cavalrymen of the Divine Hall suddenly changed, but their momentum did not weaken at all. Instead, it became stronger.
The horses' hooves flew, and the sound was like thunder.
Smoke and dust rose. At this time, the disciples of the Academy at the entrance of the Verdant Canyon had already seen the magnificent details of the cavalry's armor.
Seeing hundreds of cavalrymen charging toward them, the Second Brother's expression did not change, and his hand holding the iron sword was still steady.
The Seventh Sister pinched the embroidery needle. Her face was a little pale and she began to feel nervous.
"Clang!"
Beigong Weiyang slightly raised his eyebrows. His wrist was as light as a cloud sleeve, and his fingers left the strings.
He did not look at the battlefield. He did not look at the dense cavalry that would soon flood the entrance of the Verdant Canyon. He also did not look at the Second Handsome Brother. He focused and focused on the zither.
When his fingers left the strings, the zither began to vibrate, and then there was a clang.
He raised his left hand that had been quietly resting on his knee and fell down carefully and calmly. The edge of his index finger and thumb touched the still vibrating strings, and then he began to casually twirl them.
Since he began to learn the zither, he had repeated this action all the time. No one knew how many times he had done it, so it was very casual and elegant, like a master.
The seemingly simple action actually contained infinite details. Except for Ximen Buhuo, who was wiping the flute, no one could clearly see the meaning of his twirl.
The trembling of the strings suddenly intensified, but the amplitude of the vibrations was forcefully controlled by the fingers on the strings to a very small range. As a result, the sound coming from the strings became more and more sonorous, and sharper and sharper.
Clang!
The pebbles on the ground kept trembling, making a rustling sound.
The sound of the zither spread more than 100 feet away and then disappeared.
The pebbles on the ground were calm and silent.
Thus, a circle with a radius of more than 100 feet was formed, with the zither as the center.
Ximen Buhuo's hearing was the most sensitive. His face instantly turned pale, and he painfully covered his ears.
Wang Chi frowned with some discomfort.
Seventh Sister's fingers that held the embroidery needle trembled.
Second Brother's back was still motionless.
The sound of the zither was loud and sharp in this area, which made people feel pain.
When the sound of the zither left this area, it became silent, which made people feel confused.
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Silence did not mean that there was no sound.
Not hearing it did not mean that there was no sound.
There were many sounds in nature that human beings could not hear, but other creatures could.
Such as horses.
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The heavy cavalry charging at the front suddenly disappeared from people's sight.
A dull crash sounded, and smoke and dust rose.
For some reason, the heavy cavalry's mount suddenly lost its strength in its front limbs. In a high-speed charge, this situation was equivalent to suicide.
Then, another heavy cavalry disappeared. As the horse under him fell heavily to the ground, more heavy cavalrymen of the Divine Hall fell to the ground one after another.
With these scenes, the aggressive charge turned into an extremely tragic crash. Dozens of horses at the front neighed miserably and fell to the ground, with broken limbs and broken bones, and blood splashing everywhere!
In just a moment, the field more than 100 feet away from the Verdant Canyon was piled up into a small mountain of flesh and armor by the charging heavy cavalry. One could imagine how terrible the situation was.
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In the divine chariot in the south, the Great Divine Priest of Revelation opened his eyes and looked at the Verdant Canyon.
In his wise and experienced eyes, there was vigilance and emotion.
"The loudest sound is silent … Why do the strings move?"
The Great Divine Priest of Revelation's lips moved slightly. This sentence was only mouthed, but no sound came out.
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The loudest sound is silent.
Beigong Weiyang's zither was loud, so the horses were afraid.
The teaching sound of the Great Divine Priest of Revelation was also loud, so it spread to the Verdant Canyon.
When the soundless zither met the soundless teaching sound, it became really silent.
The heavy cavalry who were still charging suddenly felt relieved. They fiercely squeezed their horses' bellies and urged their mounts to bypass their companions who had suffered heavy casualties in front of them, and made a final charge toward the canyon.
Beigong Weiyang's fingers that were playing the zither were shaken off, and there was a very thin line of blood on the edge of his fingernails.
He looked at his Junior Brother Ximen Buhuo.
Ximen Buhuo raised his flute and blew gently. The wind passed through the flute, but it was also silent.
Beigong Weiyang smiled happily, and his fingers fell on the strings again.
Outside the Verdant Canyon.
The sound of hooves.
The sound of horses neighing.
The sound of killing.
The sound of falling to the ground.
The sound of screams.
The Senior Brother and Junior Brother looked intoxicated. They played the flute and the zither, but there was no sound.
At this time, there was silence, but there was sound.
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