Yuwen Jun’s Underworld Soldiers slowly advanced, gingerly stepping over the last trump card of the Black Dragon Army.
Yet, even as they stepped into that area, it remained silent, as if the Black Dragon Army that had once resisted to the end never existed, and this was just a deserted wasteland.
But soon enough, their assumption was upset.
First, water pits began appearing incessantly. Once stepped on, the seemingly solid ground would suddenly collapse, revealing a pit filled with water. The Underworld Soldiers would fall into these traps, their bodies soaked and the white fur on their faces vanishing, montarily regaining their senses.
They found themselves struggling desperately in the water.
No one knew how many more pits lay ahead. Watching the large-scale disorder among the Underworld Soldiers, Yuwen Jun furrowed his brows.
The Shadow, as if understanding his master’s intentions, imdiately rushed forward with the remaining two Cloak People.
Like masters from the Imperial Palace, they flitted back and forth in the area, quickly identifying all the traps up ahead.
Seeing the water pits ahead, even without intellect, the Underworld Soldiers knew to instinctively avoid danger, carefully avoiding those water holes.
Thus, they dispersed and moved forward in single file along paths resembling narrow embanknts.
From a distance, the advancing formation resembled an army of ants moving house.
As these figures slowly stumbled along the embanknt, a peculiar "gudong" sound suddenly echoed from not far away.
Yuwen Jun squinted his eyes at the path behind them, only to see water columns suddenly shooting out from a distance.
The force of the water columns was so fierce that it swept the scattered Underworld Soldiers into a pond, causing those who had barely avoided danger to struggle once more in the water.
Unexpectedly, another layer of interconnected traps awaited here.
Yuwen Jun clenched his fist and snorted coldly, "Looking for death!"
A few days ago outside the city walls, Yuwen Qi had continuously used successive formations against him. Little did he know, after breaking through the city walls, they would still be waiting here.
Moreover, they even knew how to exploit what the Underworld Soldiers feared to restrain his movents.
However, now there were no repeating crossbow carts, no catapults. Even if they still used water to set traps, so what? Such thods were most uncontrollable, usable only once. If it ca to a real fight, it would only provoke his fury, causing them to face an even more miserable defeat.
From behind, Yuwen Jun toyed with a stone while gesturing to the Shadow, prompting the three cloaked figures to swiftly depart.
They headed toward the direction of the water columns, discovering strange wooden structures mounted on trees or high rooftops. Each post could shoot out a high-pressure Water Dragon, with two soldiers on either side controlling its direction. Behind the large pipes were four or five massive water wheels, where people were strenuously pedaling the wheels, sending water rushing into the pipes with a splashing sound.
When soone pulled the lever, the Water Dragon would quickly spray out.
Each location had nearly a hundred people.
Seeing this clearly, the Cloak People imdiately charged at them.
However, unexpectedly, the surrounding grass and trees suddenly moved. Hidden among the underbrush were soldiers responsible for guarding their working companions, who naturally revealed themselves upon seeing an invader.
The two sides beca embroiled in a fierce fight.
Yet, the abilities of the Cloak People were inherently superior, and despite their numbers, just a scratch could cause massive losses for them.
Thus, it was the Black Dragon Army that found themselves constrained.
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