: Capturing Two Generals Alive, Finally Obtaining the Carriage

The two armies actively bypassed the Golden Devourer River and encountered the Red Blossom Battalion midway.

"General Mulán!" Liú Ěr was overjoyed, sending a mental message.

Mulán gave him a slight nod, then looked at Níng Zhuó with pleasant surprise: "Husband, this time let us fight side by side!"

Níng Zhuó really wanted to remind Mulán not to call him husband. But with continuous fierce battles at hand, it was clearly not the right time to correct her; he could only nod, signaling Mulán to follow him.

Charge ahead!

Military Strategy—Speed is Paramount in War!

Liú Ěr seized the moment, consuming military strength to make the Three Generals Battalion surge in speed.

Wood Technique—Root and Vine Entanglement.

Níng Zhuó's divine sense covered the left flank. As soon as the spell was cast, dozens of enemy cultivators were entangled by vines.

"Good opportunity, fire the arrows!" A glint flashed in Mulán's eyes as she immediately gave the order.

The Red Blossom Battalion released a volley of arrows.

Military Strategy—Falling Blossom Arrows!

Petals drifted down from the Red Blossom Avatar, the giant petals decomposing into countless fragments, pouring down like a heavy rain.

"Ahhh…" The enemy cultivators, entangled by the vines and unable to dodge, were shot one after another, letting out screams before losing their lives.

The three armies coordinated skillfully, striking in turns, trusting each other, thus achieving gratifying results.

"Xiǎo Zhuó, Lín Yōu is in that position!" Sūn Língtóng, hidden within the mechanical dragon, continuously corrected the target location for Níng Zhuó.

"Charge this way!" Níng Zhuó became the lead figure. With his command, all three armies adjusted their direction according to his orders.

This was because Níng Zhuó was the core linking the three armies together!

The three armies joined forces, carving a path through the enemy.

"This is the advantage of having strength in numbers," Níng Zhuó sincerely sighed.

This was much easier than toiling alone to lead the charge.

Of course, other factors had to be considered. For instance, at this moment, the Two Notes Kingdom's side had boosted morale and was on the offensive, naturally aiding the charge. Also, high-level figures like Lord Lóng and Lù Hóngtú were locked in life-and-death struggles, making it difficult for them to adjust formations and positions, unable to respond promptly to the combined assault of Liú, Guān, Zhāng, Níng, and Mù.

The distance between Níng Zhuó and Lín Yōu was continuously shortening.

Lín Yōu, inside the mechanical carriage, was busy with the immediate battle and hadn't yet noticed Níng Zhuó's approach.

"Look over there!"

"We can't let this enemy force run amok any longer."

"Intercept them!"

A unit from Thousand Peaks Forest noticed the formidable strength of Níng Zhuó's group and immediately took action, employing their methods.

Spells rained down one after another, with fierce firepower, halting the charge of Níng Zhuó's three armies.

It was the Mystic Shaman Army!

Níng Zhuó gazed into the distance, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.

This army, led by a Nascent Soul level commander, ranked among the top three elite forces on the Thousand Peaks Forest side.

Thousand Peaks Forest hadn't established a kingdom, so this army could only consolidate military strength and couldn't mobilize national power. Since the battle began, the Mystic Shaman Army had held their ground, continuously casting long-range spells with remarkable success, claiming the lives of many Two Notes Kingdom soldiers.

In terms of role, the Mystic Shaman Army closely resembled the Fire Cloud Battalion on the Two Notes Kingdom side, both excelling in spell coverage and strong long-range attacks.

The difference was that the Fire Cloud Battalion specialized in fire-element spells, with fierce and overwhelming attacks capable of creating vast seas of fire. The spells of the Mystic Shaman Army, derived from shamanic arts, were often bizarre and unique, not as imposing in momentum but making them hard to guard against.

"How to handle this?" While Níng Zhuó was pondering countermeasures, Mulán had already taken the lead to act.

Military Strategy—Blossom Enfolds the Heart.

The Red Blossom Avatar split into two illusory forms, first descending over the Three Generals Battalion and the mechanical army.

Then, the Red Blossom Avatar released a powerful suction force, drawing in various spells.

With each absorption of a certain scale of spells, the layers of petals on the Red Blossom Avatar would curl inward and contract, forming a bud shape.

Layer by layer, the petals curled inward, absorbing spell after spell, firmly protecting the three armies below.

The Red Blossom Battalion, relying solely on its own strength, protected the three armies, including itself, with stunning performance!

But the military strength of the Red Blossom Battalion was also plummeting rapidly and wouldn't last long.

Without Mulán needing to state the reality, Níng Zhuó, Liú, Guān, and Zhāng were well aware.

"I'll handle it!" Zhāng Hēi roared, his voice like a thunderclap.

Military Strategy—Great Army Presses the Border!

He pushed both palms forward; the military strength of the Three Generals Battalion and his own magical power instantly depleted by nearly half.

Blackwater soldiers materialized out of thin air, then surged forth like a black river, charging towards the Mystic Shaman Army.

"Oh?" Níng Zhuó hadn't been closely associated with Liú, Guān, and Zhāng recently and was learning of Zhāng Hēi's progress for the first time.

Previously, Zhāng Hēi could only use this military strategy with the help of his Black Serpent Spear.

But now, his Black Serpent Spear was already broken, and he could execute it relying solely on himself—significant improvement!

Seeing the Blackwater soldiers charging, the Mystic Shaman Army had to divert their firepower to cover these soldiers.

Although the commander of the Mystic Shaman Army was of barbarian origin, he directed with composure and methodical order.

Under his command, the Mystic Shaman Army, with themselves at the center, firmly controlled the surrounding battlefield area.

They quickly intercepted and killed all the Blackwater soldiers in advance and were about to direct most of their attacks back at Níng Zhuó's group.

Just then, a figure rushed to the front of the Mystic Shaman Army's formation.

This person was enveloped in raging winds and hurricanes, with wind blades flying everywhere, killing all around.

It was Chén Língfēng, caught in his madness!

Chén Língfēng himself possessed peak Golden Core combat power; now completely deranged, he unleashed the full potential of his innate talent, boosting his combat power to the Nascent Soul level.

Indiscriminate of friend or foe, he darted around wildly, causing headaches for both sides.

There had been attempts to join forces and subdue Chén Língfēng first, but the chaotic battle made coordination extremely difficult. Moreover, Chén Língfēng was extremely fast, his movements unpredictable, and his position elusive. For the time being, there was really no way to deal with him.

The commander of the Mystic Shaman Army sighed helplessly, having to focus entirely on defending against Chén Língfēng, temporarily letting go of obstructing Níng Zhuó's group.

"Lucky break!" Níng Zhuó's eyes lit up.

If they had to fight the Mystic Shaman Army head-on, the outcome would be quite uncertain.

This was one of the top three armies in Thousand Peaks Forest. Níng Zhuó's mechanical army was just expendable material for the "Warrior's Return" technique, and the Three Generals Battalion was newly established not long ago. Although the Red Blossom Battalion was a renowned strong army, it had never been at full strength; its overall combat power was inferior to the Mystic Shaman Army.

It wasn't that they couldn't fight, but the outcome would likely be more losses than wins.

Even if they won, it would be a pyrrhic victory!

"I never expected Chén Língfēng to help us out," Níng Zhuó remarked, gazing at the Mystic Shaman Army's battle group.

Sūn Língtóng then said, "If we hadn't driven Chén Língfēng mad, this wouldn't have happened. From that perspective, we helped ourselves."

Níng Zhuó's group continued their charge!

They quickly put distance between themselves and the Mystic Shaman Army.

Inside the mechanical carriage, Lín Yōu glanced at Níng Zhuó's group during a lull in the fierce battle.

The distance between them had shortened enough for Lín Yōu to sense this enemy force. However, he remained in place, continuing to fight fiercely with the enemy before him.

Bang!

Xǔ Dàlì was hit by a technique, sent flying like a meteor across half the battlefield, from the main camp directly crashing near Níng Zhuó's group.

Rocks and soil splattered, dust billowing.

In the deep crater, Xǔ Dàlì gasped for breath, covered in blood, struggling to get up.

But the next moment, intense dizziness made his body sway, and he half-knelt on the ground.

His injuries were severe!

Strange Dao—Traceless Shadow Cut!

Xǔ Dàlì's shadow suddenly expanded, and a Golden Core cultivator leaped out from within.

This enemy Golden Core cultivator had a gaunt, pale face, disheveled black hair, and a tattered black robe—it was Wú Hén, Lord Lóng's right-hand man, equally famous as Chén Língfēng!

Wú Hén spat magical power, condensing it into a giant pair of scissors in his hands.

He aimed at Xǔ Dàlì's figure and made a fierce cutting motion.

At the critical moment of life and death, Xǔ Dàlì instinctively rolled forward, avoiding decapitation.

He grunted, blood splattering on the spot.

As excruciating pain struck, he looked back and saw his right arm severed at the root, lying on the bloodied path behind him.

Xǔ Dàlì quickly mobilized his body's muscles to try and stop the bleeding.

As a body cultivator, he had deep control over his own body.

But the usually reliable method proved completely ineffective now.

While retreating rapidly, Xǔ Dàlì employed healing techniques, but with little effect.

"Strange Dao!" His heart sank, knowing he was in big trouble. Injuries caused by Strange Dao were difficult to remedy with ordinary means.

Under normal circumstances, he could rely on his higher Nascent Soul cultivation to suppress it forcefully.

But at this moment, his condition was terrible; most of his strength was depleted, and the intense battle in the main camp had left him with over a dozen new wounds.

His combat power had already dropped to the Golden Core level.

"Heh heh heh." Wú Hén seized the opportunity to pursue and kill.

Strange Dao—Shadow Threads Entangle the Body.

Strange Dao—Mysterious Threads Demand Life.

Shadows surged, transforming into countless fine threads that wrapped around Xǔ Dàlì's entire body. The threads were extremely sharp, rapidly tightening, forcibly embedding into Xǔ Dàlì's flesh.

"My life ends here!" Xǔ Dàlì, unable to move, fell into despair.

The next moment, a sickle came flying, its force so precise it severed all the threads.

Xǔ Dàlì regained his life, momentarily stunned, not reacting in time.

He, a Nascent Soul level veteran general, actually spaced out on the battlefield, showing how poor his condition was.

When he snapped out of it, he saw a mechanical puppet holding a mechanical sickle, chasing Wú Hén, making him jump around frantically.

Buddhist Physician·Mèng Yáoyīn!

Then, Níng Zhuó's group arrived menacingly and in full force.

"Wú Hén!" Níng Zhuó's eyes gleamed.

"Damn it!" Wú Hén had clashed with Níng Zhuó once before. Seeing Níng Zhuó coming with his forces, he had no intention to fight, looking for a chance to flee.

"I want him alive!" Níng Zhuó shouted.

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