About this ti, a whoosh ca from behind, flying toward this direction.
Imdiately after, the three Piaoqi in red armor, Yun Tiansheng, Liu Qing, landed here. They stepped forward quickly, saluted Chen Yuan and Qi Tian, and then reported to Chen Yuan:
"General, the battlefield has been mostly cleaned up, and the troops pursuing the enemy are returning one after another. We are still waiting for reports on the battle damage from other hilltops to be compiled. Now, what should we do with the corpses of the Beiliang cavalry?"
The Mountain-cutting Army, searching mountains and fighting demons, never considered such matters.
Upon hearing this, Chen Yuan’s cold, intimidating brow and eyes softened as he thought of sothing, and he finally lowered his gaze, gently saying,
"Give them a proper burial. The battlefield is heartless, but soldiers have their dignity. Don’t let them be exposed in the wilderness."
"Yes!"
Yun Tiansheng and the other two answered firmly, then left.
Chen Yuan walked to the edge of the cliff, looking at the canyon below, where the battered banners fluttered in the smoke,
"I don’t know how long this war will last."
"Still, killing demons feels much more satisfying!"
With that, he put away his thoughts,
"Let’s go, General Qi, let’s wrap this up quickly and wait inside."
Upon saying this, his body soared upward, flying toward the old site of the Prince Mansion in the southern sky, without Qi Tian General saying a word, also transforming into a stream of light.
An hour later, as daylight fully broke, the sound of bugles rang out in the eerily palatial ruins of the Prince Mansion.
"Fall back!"
And so, under the daylight, beams of armor light rose from the battlefield beneath, riding horses and charging into the heavens, converging into several streams of iron, rging into the floating Prince Mansion above.
Soon after, a massive spatial rift appeared above this floating Prince Mansion, and from within emanated a terrifying suction that quickly drew the mansion into it.
Then, the slowly closing spatial rift released a milky white light beam that shot out!
"xiu"
A powerful spatial fluctuation spread from where the rift disappeared, causing the void to distort, and as the light beam shot upward, it quickly vanished.
Ghost Cry Mountain swiftly fell into dead silence, leaving only the banners on the battlefield still swaying in the wind.
.........
Another day passed, and by morning, news broke in Jingguan City that the Ninth Mountain had marched north, engaging in a massive battle with Beiliang’s 100,000 elite cavalry a thousand miles north of Tianxiong Pass, causing the Beiliang Army to flee to Ghost Cry Mountain.
In teahouses, taverns, and in every alley and street, people were fervently discussing the news, making the city bustling with noise, returning to its usual liveliness.
In a teahouse, discussions were rampant.
"It has to be the Ninth Mountain. As soon as they deploy, it imdiately eases the situation up north. The court must be imnsely grateful."
"They should take advantage of this victory and march north to capture the hotown of the King of Beiliang; that would be amusing."
"Haven’t the news been circulating? Isn’t the hotown of this prince already captured by our General Chen, haha."
"I heard from so rumors that the Ninth Mountain retreated after the battle at Ghost Cry Mountain."
"Is that so? Why not press north and expand the battle?" soone questioned.
"What do you know? If our Chen Wusheng leads the army north, who will guard Jingguan City, the entire Jian Nan Road? Don’t let anyone steal our ho. You’ve heard, right, that many Great Divine Ability Users are dissatisfied with Yunding Mountain." A tea guest who was speaking loudly earlier lowered his voice at the latter part, his tone becoming mysterious.
Yunding Mountain indeed had incidents where mysterious experts attacked them.
"Guard the territory? The State Preceptor of the court can do that too. This State Preceptor just quelled the demon tide in the west and is brimming with power; they should be returning to Jingguan soon." Soone offered their perspective.
"In my opinion, it’s not about whether to go north, but whether one should. Currently, our west and south are both being watched by demons and monsters. We should focus on solving our internal issues in Shu first—foreign problems must be preceded by internal stability. I personally speculate that when General Chen repels and doesn’t pursue, it’s because he wants to resolve internal factors and prepare to deal with the demons."
"Another crucial point is that there’s currently not enough military force in Shu; everyone can see that!"
"...."
While discussions ran rampant in the teahouse, the clatter of hooves echoed from the street outside.
Outside, soone shouted, "It’s the Ninth Mountain."
The tea guests discussing the Ninth Mountain’s feats imdiately paid attention upon hearing the commotion outside: listening intently, so stood up, and others pushed open the windows.
They then saw, on the street, a contingent of Ninth Mountain troops galloping through, holding sothing resembling a docunt.
"Hyah!"
"Hyah!"
"Hyah!"
"......."
Armored soldiers galloped on horseback down the main street.
At each intersection, one would dismount quickly, rapidly posting a docunt at the corner, before mounting again and rushing to the next spot.
This aroused much curiosity.
As soon as the armored soldiers left, curious citizens surrounded the posting site. Soone read it aloud:
"Now, as demons knock at the gates with wicked intentions, smoke rises from all sides, commoners plunged into despair: cities in ruins, white bones exposed in desolation; fields waste away, won and children cry at the roadsides. Once land of farming and silk, now a field of slaughter; forrly a place of music and song, now a domain of sorrow..."
"All brave sons, quickly gather beneath Yunding Mountain in allegiance. To those who join, their deeds will be immortalized...."
"This is the Mountain-cutting Army recruiting troops!"
Soone instantly grasped the aning, exclaiming.
"Where? Where? Let see?" The crowd beca noisy, with people continually pushing in.
"The Mountain-cutting Army recruiting, does that include the Ninth Mountain?"
"Definitely, that familiar aura is back. It’s still our Ninth Mountain’s general who has the guts; he’s gearing up for a big fight against the demons!"
"Oh dear, doesn’t that an many more will die? When they recruited people to the front line, Jingguan City was adorned with white strears."
"Listen to this coward talk—where’s the sign-up place?"
"From this notice, it should be at the foothills of the various mountains around Yunding Mountain."
"Let’s go, why shouldn’t a man wield Wu hooks, who will join to beco comrades?"
"Laozi, who has one, is definitely going."
"Count in."
"Let’s go together!"
"....."
At this street corner, many responded.
So were elated; in the midst of war everywhere, their blood boiled, feeling that a true man should act thus; others thought that the Mountain-cutting Army was mighty, and having acquired so skills themselves, they ought to strive for prominence...
Compared to three years ago, when recruitnt notices had few visitors, today was incomparable; this was the prestige fought for by the Mountain-cutting Army, coupled with living in chaotic tis, which truly sifted the sands for the heroes.
And so, with the Ninth Mountain troops carrying docunts, galloping down the main streets of the four cities, posting recruitnt notices in every alley and lane, the streets beca remarkably lively, filled with rousing voices.
At this, the streets of the four cities saw figures converging like droplets, forming a river flow, heading straight for Yunding Mountain.
Among them, there were scholars, their eyes filled with excitent, calling upon three or five friends to give it a try;
There were sons of noble families, clad in luxurious attire, swords strapped at their waists, stepping out from lacquered red gates, turning to clasp their hands to parents before vaulting onto the white horse led out by a young servant, "Child pledges to earn a na for himself on the battlefield. Thanks to father and mother for allowing it, hyah," the silver saddle gleaming on a white horse, swift as a shooting star.
In front of a small courtyard in the Northern City street, several mystical steeds stood at the door. Upon the steeds sat six young n of the worldly society, dressed in tough clothes, with extraordinary deanor, each with an excited countenance and divine light in their eyes.
"Creak.." Not long after, the courtyard door was pulled open from within, and out ca Gongsun Wuji, dressed in black, face cold, with a sword box on his back.
"Brother Gongsun, you’re the last! Get on the horse quickly!" a friend called out with a laugh, throwing over the reins.
Others joined in laughter.
Gongsun Wuji caught them, vaulted onto the horse, his movents elegant and fluid.
"Let’s go, to join the army!" a friend swung his whip, laughing out loud, finally seeing the opportunity.
"Hyah!"
"Hyah"
"Hyah"
The seven worldly society heroes rode through the long street, full of spirit, rging with the flow heading towards Yunding Mountain.
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