Longzang

Chapter 487 Unexpected
With the altar destroyed, the morale of the Wu tribe's army immediately wavered.

Seeing the sudden turn of events turn against them, the shamans and nobles in the rear began to show signs of desertion again, a long-standing tradition of the shaman tribe. The morale of the vanguard was low, the altar was used to suppress their fear, and fear returned to the hearts of the shamans. Seeing corpses all around them, chaos immediately broke out.

At this moment, Yushan descended from the sky, and Wei Yuan was the first to make a move.

A vast sea of ​​light, formed from magical magic, rose up, and six or seven great sorcerers simultaneously attacked to intercept Jade Mountain. Jade Mountain sank briefly upon landing on the sea of ​​light, then was lifted up and vanished.

This wasn't the first time either side had clashed; they knew each other inside and out. As the most powerful weapon for charging and clearing a path, Wei Yuan's Jade Mountain Press had been repeatedly studied by the Witch Clan, and its power variations were no longer a secret. The Witch Clan had even developed new witchcraft specifically for this purpose. For example, Guang Hai was known for its resilience, effectively resisting the force of the Jade Mountain's impact.

The great shaman who intervened was also carefully selected, having been waiting for this moment, and finally prevented Wei Yuan's jade mountain from falling to the ground.

But when Wei Yuan raised his hand and pressed down, Jade Mountain reappeared!

This time, the jade mountain crashed down even more fiercely, causing the sea of ​​light to sink. But as soon as the first jade mountain disappeared, another jade mountain reappeared in the sky.

If once isn't enough, then twice, three times, or even more!

Wei Yuan's Dao power flowed out like water, rapidly decreasing. Each manifestation of the Jade Mountain took away a portion of his Dao power. However, he did not slow down his advance at all, personally leading ten thousand Dragon-Winged Heavy Cavalry to fiercely stab at the ribs of the Wu Clan!
Jade Mountain bombarded the sea of ​​light seven times in a row, and the sea of ​​light collapsed. The seven great witches were terrified and didn't even have time to escape. They were all seriously injured the moment the sea of ​​light shattered, and one of them even exploded and died!

Amidst the everyday life of the mortals, all the immortal plants were growing, with the one in the water showing the most obvious signs of life, already on the verge of sprouting.

As the jade mountain landed, not a blade of grass grew within a hundred feet, and the red lotus bodhi was instantly covered with black resentment and karmic force.

Wei Yuan and ten thousand heavy cavalry charged straight in through the gap, severing the vanguard and the central army!

Jade Mountain reappeared, crashing directly down on the banner of the Wu Clan's central army. This time, instead of a sea of ​​light, it unleashed a variety of witchcraft spells, and even a hundred-foot-long giant python appeared, coiling around Jade Mountain and trying to drag it upwards.

However, despite the variety of witchcraft techniques, after a flurry of activity, the witch clan barely managed to block the attack. However, Wei Yuan had already led his heavy cavalry to turn around and direct their attack towards the central army.

From behind Ding'an City, hundreds of cylinders were hurled, crashing down on the chaotic vanguard. The railguns had only just begun their bombardment. Simultaneously, over a dozen more flamethrower cylinders appeared, hurtling towards the Wu tribe's rear guard at extremely high speed. If these cylinders were to fall, the Wu tribe's rear guard would undoubtedly suffer heavy casualties.

A furious roar echoed from beyond the sky, and more than ten tentacles, each a hundred feet long, descended from the clouds, entangled the flying cylinders at the last moment, and crushed them in mid-air!
However, the power of the explosion clearly exceeded the expectations of the appearing ghostly witch. Most of the tentacles' tips were shattered, and a rain of blood and flesh instantly fell from the sky. The witches who were drenched collapsed to the ground in agony, their bodies steaming. The ghostly witch's flesh and blood possessed an unimaginable level of poison, which even the witches could not withstand.

A large number of tentacles were destroyed, and painful screams echoed from the sky. At the same time, a cold, sticky, and damp feeling descended once again, as the gaze of the extraterrestrial monster was once again drawn to the scene because of the Ghost Witch's actions.

The sorcerer's cry suddenly rose eight octaves, then vanished in an instant. Wei Yuan's divine sense stirred, and several more cylindrical projectiles were launched, rapidly flying towards the rear of the sorcerer's army.

At this moment, the Wu tribe army was in chaos and could no longer effectively intercept them. Therefore, although the hundreds of bombs launched by the railgun flew slowly, most of them landed smoothly, and the explosions engulfed nearly half of the vanguard.

More than ten high shamans broke away from the army formation and took to the air to intercept Wei Yuan. At the same time, the retreat horn sounded, and the shaman army below began to retreat.

Without a word, Wei Yuan took out the Brutalizer and activated its special effects. In an instant, the shadow of death loomed over all the intercepting Great Witches, who instinctively scattered and distanced themselves from Wei Yuan.

Just then, six giant crossbow bolts suddenly shot out from Ding'an City, all of them chasing and shooting at the same great shaman!
The great shaman was utterly annihilated, but with Wei Yuan watching all the great shamans, none dared to make a move. Thus, this unfortunate great shaman, despite his best efforts, couldn't dodge the concentrated fire of six giant crossbow bolts and was blown apart in mid-air.

Wei Yuan did not let up and immediately led his troops in pursuit, chasing them for nearly a hundred miles until the Youwu wanted to make another move.

After the Wu tribe retreated, Qingming mobilized more than 100,000 people to clean up the battlefield. All the bodies of the Wu tribe who died in battle were loaded onto trucks and transported to designated disposal sites.

Meanwhile, tens of thousands of craftsmen began to rush to repair the city's defenses. A severely wounded high priest was ambushed by a flying sable while fleeing, losing his ability to move and being captured alive, which was an unexpected bonus.

Wei Yuan immediately ordered someone to send the great shaman to the rear and hand him over to Sun Yu and Xu Henshui, hoping that the two uncles, who were both skilled in medicine and alchemy, could get some information out of him.

Wei Yuan flew into the sky. Everywhere he looked, there were corpses. The black aura of karma filled the air, and countless souls had nowhere to go, wandering aimlessly in the sky.

At this moment, one ordinary person after another emerged from Jade Mountain, becoming a part of the mundane world.

The black waters of the Gate of All Realms were also boiling. Countless bewildered witches appeared on the seabed, walking along the seabed until they finally disappeared into the Gate of All Realms.

Wei Yuan's gaze swept across the entire battlefield, and he already knew the outcome of the battle.

In this battle, the city defenses of Ding'an were destroyed, one-third of the city's protective formation was lost, and 8,000 elite soldiers who defended the city were killed, 2,000 of whom were assigned to Bao Yun's city defense troops. 19,000 ordinary soldiers were killed and 30,000 were wounded.

The Wu tribe suffered 70,000 dead, 20,000 captured, and 70,000 to 80,000 wounded. Only the rear guard remained unscathed, while the vanguard was completely annihilated. In terms of casualties, Qingming's 50,000 compared to the Wu tribe's 170,000 was a lower loss ratio than in any previous battle. The main reason was the Wu tribe's continuous bombardment with poisoned water balls and explosive arrows, which significantly suppressed the defenders' attacks. The giant beasts' attack on the gate directly wiped out 3,000 elite defenders! Looking at the ravaged battlefield, Wei Yuan's heart was still heavy with unease. The Wu tribe had changed drastically this time; they had countermeasures for almost every attack method Qingming employed, and they had even stolen gunpowder.

The leak of gunpowder was inevitable. Its preparation was quite simple; it didn't even require stealing. With a few samples and some time, it wouldn't be difficult to develop it ourselves. However, the black powder of the Wu tribe was not as powerful as that of Qingming, probably because the formula ratio hadn't been properly adjusted.

The Witch Clan was originally a race lacking in ranged attack methods, relying mainly on blood curses for ranged attacks. Now, however, they have not only developed explosive arrows but also throwable poison water balls. These poison water balls are clearly inspired by the Azure Orbital Cannon.

Although the number of these two ranged attacks is not large at present, Wei Yuan can already imagine that before the two armies even clash, a barrage of explosive arrows and balls will come first.

Fortunately, they received some gifts from heaven and earth, which slightly improved the lives of ordinary people. It's not like before, when all the immortal plants were ruthless in vying for the gifts of heaven and earth, without any regard for manners. So in the end, they all got about the same amount, a true distribution of blessings.

There was one thing that puzzled Wei Yuan: as one of the early immortal plants, the Ice Glass Divine Tree was inherently of extremely cold nature, but when it participated in the work of mortal affairs as a node, Wei Yuan would still generate heat, and the more work it did, the more heat it generated. Wei Yuan tried giving it tasks separately and finally confirmed this.

Wei Yuan hasn't figured out the principle yet, but he feels that it might be related to the conservation of spiritual energy.

At this moment, news came from the human world that Sun Yu and Xu Henshui had pried open the great shaman's mouth.

"So fast?" Wei Yuan was somewhat surprised. Judging by the time, the great shaman should have only arrived at Xu Henshui's place no more than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. And he'd already given in?

At this moment, Wei Yuan had too many questions, so he didn't linger and immediately rushed to Xu Henshui's residence.

Xu Henshui's courtyard had just been built and was not large in scale. The great shaman was left in the open in the courtyard, untied and unguarded.

This great shaman had a humanoid face, but a protruding snout and nose, resembling some features of a lizard or crocodile. His body was covered in thick, hard hide, and he was enormous, with a long, thorny tail that was over three zhang long.

When Wei Yuan saw it, it was huddled tightly in a corner of the yard, using its long tail to protect its body, its face pressed against the wall, trembling.

Wei Yuan knew that these snake-lizard-crocodile-like great shamans were the most cold-blooded and ferocious, and that they were naturally insensitive to pain and had strong regenerative abilities, so torture was not very effective against them. Wei Yuan was only throwing the severely injured great shaman to Xu Henshui and Sun Yu as a last resort.

But what's going on here? Why are they so scared?
Xu Henshui came out from the inner hall and said, "It's very docile now, and it will answer any question honestly."

Upon hearing Xu Henshui's voice, the great shaman trembled even more noticeably, almost wanting to bury his face in the wall.

Seeing the Great Shaman's reaction, Wei Yuan was even more puzzled: "Is Uncle Xu afraid of you?"

"Is that strange? Shouldn't it be like that?" Xu Henshui retorted.

Wei Yuan really wanted to ask, "Where is it not strange, and where is it expected?"
Xu Henshui snorted and said in a low voice, "Apart from those two ancestors, everyone else is still quite afraid of me. The witch is no exception."

Wei Yuan felt that Xu Henshui's words had a hidden meaning. Who were those two ancestors? But now was not the time to delve into these questions. The first thing to do was to interrogate this great shaman.

Wei Yuan's first question was: "Where did you get your gunpowder?"

The great shaman was trembling uncontrollably, unable to utter a single word. Moreover, its ear canals were tightly closed, and Wei Yuan felt that it probably hadn't even heard what he was saying.

Xu Henshui frowned and said, "Answer honestly and turn your head around!"

The high shaman trembled again, and a puddle of water slowly seeped from beneath him. Xu Henshui's eyebrows furrowed, and she shouted, "Trying to play dead, are you?"

"No, no! I...I'll tell you everything..." It must be said that this great shaman's human language was quite fluent, although his hundreds of teeth tapped up and down as he spoke, making a rather pleasant sound.

"Where did you get your gunpowder from?" Wei Yuan asked again.

"It was obtained from the human race."

This answer was expected. Wei Yuan then asked, "Where did you get it from, and when?"

“From Qingming here, before the Great Curse of Cause and Effect.”

(End of this chapter)