His words awed all the barbarian Cultivators like a tornado. [
Their greed for treasures and their excitement for official positions were all gone. All the barbarian Cultivators were dumbfounded as if they had been struck by lightning.
Night Assault on Huo Wujiu
Kill all the people of Ghost Qin
That — that was too unbelievable.
Li Yao was the only one who cheered in his heart.
That explains a lot.
During the day, Ling Shoujing intentionally announced that he would officially crown Huo Wuji as the 'Chieftain of the Southland of Sorcerers' on behalf of the emperor.
At night, he held a grand banquet and revelry. He even announced that warriors would be selected in the next three days.
Everything he did was to confuse his opponents and make them think that he was really determined to compete with Ghost Qin in the so-called 'Hundred Victories Great Arena'.
But little did they know that he had never intended to fight in the damn arena in the first place.
The Appeasing Ambassador of the Fifth Prefecture of the Southland of Sorcerers had only one idea since the beginning. He would simply execute the barbarians and the enemy leaders who disobeyed his authority and settle the matter quickly.
Judging from Ling Shoujing's decision, Li Yao could tell that he was a great power that could suppress the entire world.
That was more like it. How could the important matters of the country be decided by the arena? What a lunatic to fight in the arena for more than a hundred consecutive rounds!
Li Yao's expectation for the intelligence of the leadership of the Ancient Sages Sector was raised to a higher level.
The real barbarian Cultivators, on the other hand, were not as clear-headed as him. Many of them grew agitated after a brief silence.
"Well …"
"For hundreds of years, it has been the rule of the Southland of Sorcerers to decide the outcome of a battle with the Hundred Victories Great Arena. It would be fine if the two parties did not agree to settle their dispute with the Hundred Victories Great Arena. But now that they have agreed to fight in the Hundred Victories Great Arena, it is inappropriate to launch an assault before the arena."
"We will be punished by the ghosts who have died in the Hundred Victories Great Arena in the past hundreds of years."
"Master Black Moon is the host of the Hundred Victories Great Arena. The brothers of the Huo family only reached a truce for his sake. What will happen to Master Black Moon if we launch an assault recklessly?"
Everybody was talking. Getting to the bottom of it, they were not scared of the toughness of Ghost Qin but of Master Black Moon's wrath.
This time, the peace talks were held because of Venerable Black Moon, but in the end, the Great Qian Dynasty wanted to fall out with Venerable Black Moon and launch a sneak attack.
Yuanying's fury was certainly not to be underestimated. Ling Shoujing might be able to resist it with the halo of the Great Qian Dynasty's angel, but the local barbarian Cultivators such as them certainly could not bear the humiliation of Master Black Moon so blatantly.
Ling Shoujing smiled confidently and clapped his hands lightly. Rustling sounds came from the back of the tent as two men walked out.
The first one was Huo Wuji, the leader of the Sorcerer Barbarian Army who was on the side of the Great Qian Dynasty.
The second one was Master Black Moon, the best expert in the Southland of Sorcerers, the respected Grand Sorcerer among the hundred clans in the Southland of Sorcerers, the middleman of the negotiation, and the host of the Hundred Victories Great Arena.
For a moment, there was only the sound of shocked gasps in the big leather tent.
Fortunately, this large tent was sewn with nine layers of cowhide, and between the layers of cowhide, there were talismans that could isolate fluctuations. No matter how loud the commotion inside was, it would not be heard by the people outside.
"I've been tricked by Huo Wujiu."
Master Black Moon's face that was as pale as a full moon was full of fury that was not present during the day. He said straightforwardly, "Huo Wujiu lied to me that it was Huo Wuji and the assassins of the Great Qian Dynasty who murdered the chief of the Fire Rude Clan and that he was merely avenging his father. I was careless and believed his bullsh * t. That was why I agreed to set up the Hundred Victories Great Arena to decide the matter in my name.
"But right now, I've found traces that it was the unscrupulous bastard who killed his father.
"He killed his father, betrayed the court that had always given the Southland of Sorcerers special care, and tried to involve the entire Southland of Sorcerers in the infinite flames of war. Such a man must've been possessed by devils and evil gods. He is no longer qualified to show off in the Hundred Victories Great Arena.
"My identity is special. Many of the tribes that followed Huo Wuji are under my protection, too. Although they are now on Ghost Qin's side, I can't bear to attack them in person, either.
"All in all, from this moment on, until the morning glow fills the sky, I won't ask any questions no matter what happens."
After saying that, Master Black Moon glanced at everybody coldly, as if his fury had not subsided yet. He returned to the back of the tent, and very soon, even his scent was gone.
He was a cunning fox, too. He was still planning to watch the tigers fight.
After all, whether it was a final battle in the arena or an assault before the arena, it was up to them as long as they did not hurt him.
With his promise, all the barbarian Cultivators cheered in delight.
What Ling Shoujing said next made their blood boil even more, and they screamed and yelled.
"Later, in the battle formation, whoever cuts off the head of the enemy barbarian Cultivators will be rewarded with a hundred kilograms of gold and ten kilograms of crystals. Whoever cuts off the head of a Cultivator from Ghost Qin will be rewarded with three hundred kilograms of gold and fifteen kilograms of crystals. If Huo Wujiu and the leader of Ghost Qin are slain, the reward will be fifty kilograms of crystals."
Li Yao knew that the technology of refining and polishing crystals in the Ancient Sages Sector was not advanced enough. Most of the crystals that they used were raw minerals with a lot of impurities.
Even so, the crystals that were usually measured in 'grams' could be offered to fifty kilograms or even a hundred kilograms. It was already quite shocking.
When there was a great reward, there were always brave men. Also, Ling Shoujing had made a deal with Master Black Moon in advance and was secretly supporting them.
It also gave the barbarian Cultivators a feeling that their plan was flawless and successful.
Immediately, their morale soared to the highest point.
The sixty-eight barbarian Cultivators that Ling Shoujing had carefully selected were the simple-minded breeds in the first place. Together with his instigation, they almost turned into ravenous tigers.
Still, he felt that it was not enough. Adding fuel to the fire, he brought buckets of 'Empyrean Wine'.
Li Yao, on the other hand, tasted the components of certain exhilarants from the wine.
It was similar to the Fengyu Zhong Pirate Gang that he had encountered in the Flying Star Sector. Before a battle, the pirates liked to inject a dose of exhilarant 'Incendiary', which could stimulate the nerve endings, secrete adrenaline, and stimulate the potential of the soul.
After drinking the wine mixed with exhilarants, the barbarian Cultivators' eyes were even bloodshot. They were scared of nothing and looked like ferocious, hungry ghosts.
Half an hour passed.
It was the darkest moment before dawn.
It was also the time when people slept the best, the deepest, and the most difficult time to wake up.
Huo Wuji's camp was already filled with snoring noises. But some of the 'vigorous' barbarian Cultivators were still drinking, singing, and laughing, as if they were still in the middle of a feast.
A night assault squad made of Cultivators, whose spiritual energy and body were covered by the Shadowless Suits, quietly left the camp, bypassed the back of the Fire Rude Clan's town, and lunged at the camp on the opposite side.
There was nothing but silence in Huo Wujiu's camp, too.
Since they had agreed that the Hundred Victories Great Arena would be held in three days, the barbarian Cultivators and the Ghost Qin Cultivators on Huo Wujiu's side naturally had to rest up and wait for the enemy.
There were only a few torches around the camp. Under the flickering light, a few tough-looking Ghost Qin Cultivators were still awake.
However, they were from the northern prairies where the wind was freezing. They were not used to the hot, humid, and smoky forests in the southwest at all. Tormented by the miasma and the mosquitoes, they were all sleepy and nodding their heads nonstop.
The night assault squad was like a crocodile that was covered in mud that crawled out of a swamp without a sound. Under the cover of the night, they slowly crawled toward their prey.
When they were a hundred meters away from Huo Wujiu's camp, the 'crocodile' gradually split into five smaller and more agile vipers.
To this moment, Huo Wujiu's camp was still peaceful, as if they had never dreamed that the emperor's army would ambush them despite the Hundred Victories Great Arena.
"Ahhh!"
Suddenly, a devastating scream ripped apart the silent night sky and opened the curtain of the gory assault. BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
BOOM! BOOM!
BOOM! BOOM! The Taiyi Heart Piercing Grenades exploded inside Huo Wujiu's camp one after another, blowing countless tents and the barbarian soldiers into the sky.
Ling Shoujing led hundreds of experts from the Black Tiger Iron Guards and marched in Huo Wujiu's camp, setting fire, slaying, and trampling on everything.
The female Cultivator, Ling Lanyin, on the other hand, was invincible with her sword.
The barbarian Cultivators, on the other hand, were a hundred times more ferocious than they were during the day because of the great reward.
Under the joint attack of the three parties, countless barbarian soldiers were executed while they were still asleep. The entire camp was on the verge of collapse in an ocean of fire.
Ling Shoujing, Ling Lanyin, and the barbarian Cultivators regrouped at the center of the camp with no trouble at all.
The battle was progressing so smoothly that it was almost creepy.
To this moment, most of the barbarian soldiers that they had slain were local warriors. They had not run into any barbarian Cultivators under Huo Wujiu's command.
Ling Shoujing and Ling Lanyin vaguely smelled something weird.
But the barbarian Cultivators, who were too bloodthirsty to care about anything else.
"Huo Wujiu's camp is right ahead. Let's go in!"
The dozens of barbarian Cultivators roared and lunged into the most glamorous military camp.
But what they heard next was not the expected sounds of weapons colliding but a deafening explosion.
After a burst of smoke and dust, the entire military camp fell into a giant pit below the ground. Green flames were dancing inside the pit and turned into countless ghost hands that tied up the barbarian Cultivators and burned them to death.
"Wu! Wu! Wu!"
In the forests of the Southland of Sorcerers, the soul-stirring horns of wolf bones that often echoed on the Dark Cloud Prairies in the north echoed.
Pa! Pa! Pa!
Pa! Pa! Fireworks shot into the sky like cannonballs, illuminating the land as if it were daytime.
The elites of the Black Tiger Iron Guards that Ling Shoujing brought, including Jin Dan and Ling Lanyin, huddled under the illumination of the ghastly lights, with nowhere to hide.
In the dark forest around them, lights were flickering, and shadows were everywhere. Horses were neighing and wolves were howling. There was no telling how many Ghost Qin Knights had surrounded them, but they were not done yet. 8
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