Chapter 282: Bumping into Heaven, Bumping into Earth, Bumping into Air

This foodie just stared at him and didn't stop eating.

At this time, the hornbill flew down and landed on the ox horn, called twice, and the wild ox reluctantly spat out a pile of half-chewed leaf residue.

On that side, the Wutong finally stopped growing.

"Sure enough, Wutong can hold on for a longer time." Ling Guang said, collecting a few leaves of each color, together with the bark.

"Hold on for a longer time?" He Lingchuan frowned. "What have you been experimenting with before?"

While speaking, the giant Wutong shook violently again.

This time it was shrinking inward.

It seemed that a pair of invisible hands were pressing and twisting the whole tree, like wringing a towel.

In the crisp 'click-click' sound, the branches broke one after another, and even twisted in awkward postures.

The bystanders all shivered. Although this was just a tree, they all felt that it seemed to be suffering, stretching its long hands to beg for help from humans in despair.

No one knew how to save it.

So this Wutong tree soon stopped its self-mutilating breaking, but immediately after, the branches and leaves began to wither.

Amidst the falling leaves, the whole tree slowly only had bare branches left.

The bark turned from purple to gray, and large groups of dark brown powder fell from the cracked fissures; the surrounding soldiers coughed and hurriedly retreated again.

The whole camp was quiet, waiting for the next part.

After a while, the big tree had no other movement.

Ling Guang then stepped forward, picked a little brown powder and put it into the bottle: "It's dead."

"What's going on?" Anyone with eyes could see that this big tree was already dead.

From sprouting to greatness, then from greatness to weirdness, and finally decaying to death, it was only a short quarter of an hour before and after.

Anyone with eyes was also staring at Ling Guang's every move.

"Medicine diluted a hundred times can catalyze living body growth. But the direction of growth is not controlled, or rather, it deviates from the mother body." Ling Guang explained. "For example, this Wutong, after being catalyzed, it mutated, completely different from its original appearance."

"That's still considered good; I used four rabbits for experiments last time, and as a result, one grew three buttocks; one had its outer skin growing inside out, covered in blood; one had teeth longer than its ears, and the last one exploded into a pool of blood as soon as it took the medicine. Of course, they all died in the end, not exceeding fifty breaths from beginning to end." Ling Guang counted with its fingers like a human. "Looking at it this way, Wutong seeds can accommodate stronger vitality, so they hold on for a longer time."

The listeners were silent for a long time, and finally He Lingchuan said angrily: "So, the four live rabbits I caught the day before yesterday were stolen by you?"

Zhao Pan stepped forward and kicked the dead tree: "This thing won't make trouble again?"

"Won't."

"Then what are you still looking at? All get back!" Zhao Pan glared at the surroundings, and the soldiers turned around and walked back to their original posts reluctantly.

At this time, the Xunzhou camp on the opposite bank also sent people to row over to ask about the situation.

Zhao Pan perfunctorily said a few words and was about to send him back, when suddenly there was an exclamation behind him, and someone shouted: "General, be careful!"

Zhao Pan was shocked, but felt the wind moving behind him, and didn't dare to think too much, and jumped to the side.

With a 'whoosh', a black, huge thing brushed past him.

The Xunzhou camp visitor hadn't seen what was going on, and he was topped into the sky, leaving only a scream of 'ah—'.

The He father and son saw this scene, and three words flashed in their hearts:

It's over.

The one rushing over was a wild ox.

The wild ox that had just chewed the Wutong leaves as betel nut.

Anyone with eyes could see that the Wutong tree was abnormal, yet this foodie still had the mouth to eat it.

When the hornbill stopped it, although it spat out the residue, a small part of the leaf juice had already been swallowed into its stomach.

Others were paying attention to the big tree, not expecting it to suddenly explode at this time.

The wild ox topped the person and then rampaged in the camp with a pair of red eyes; the white steam sprayed from its nose was clearly visible in the night.

Seeing this bulldozer-like monster rushing over, the soldiers in front dodged urgently.

It knocked down three tents in a row; the tent cloth covered its face, which didn't calm it down, but made it doubly irritable because it couldn't see.

The torch fell and set the tent on fire; this fire on the ox's nose pushed its madness index to the full.

The originally orderly camp was in chaos, and the generals shouted orders, but unfortunately, it was of no use when everyone was in danger.

This was their own ox, no, their own ox; who dared to stab it with swords and guns? Fortunately, the tent cloth was too long, as if it were a foot-binding cloth, wrapping half of the ox's body, and its forward speed was greatly dragged down; several times it even slipped on the tent cloth.

Zhao Pan turned his head with a livid face and gave orders, and several soldiers raised mallets to smash the wooden stakes of the camp, forcefully loosening a large piece of wood three feet in diameter.

A Chuanyun Pavilion disciple didn't know where he came from, muttering and summoning a green-turbaned warrior, and then whistled sharply at the wild ox.

This kind of warrior was actually a summoned object, divided into many grades; this green turban was the lowest grade, and could only do some clumsy heavy work. The spell used to summon it was commonly known as the 'Grass-Head Talisman'.

The whistling was exceptionally sharp, and the wild ox felt like a provocation; although it couldn't see, it also cheered up and charged toward here.

Dust flew under its feet, and just as it was about to hit, the warrior swung the round log and swept it horizontally, hitting the ox head heavily! With a loud 'bang', wood chips flew.

The warrior himself didn't stand firm, staggered more than a zhang away, and then 'pop' turned into a grass man less than a palm size, falling to the ground.

The wild ox was even worse; the ox head was hit askew, and its center of gravity was unstable; it squatted on the ground and slid, hitting the camp gate like a bowling ball.

The gate collapsed with a bang, and the wild ox also fainted, motionless.

The soldiers beside it swarmed up and tied its four hooves.

This ox stirred up the military camp, but this was not the biggest problem.

The Xunzhou visitor who was topped away fell into the river with a *plop*.

These movements couldn't be hidden from the opposite bank, and the Xunzhou military camp also had a commotion; soldiers chased to the riverbank and saw that the Yuan people had actually thrown the visitor into the river; this was intolerable, and there was a clamor for a while? Seeing that the fellow was floating and sinking in the water, probably topped badly by the ox, and couldn't swim to the shore, Zhao Pan hurriedly found someone to fish him out.

The bad thing was that the commander of the Xunzhou camp also thought the same. When Zhao Pan's men rowed out, three Xunzhou people also went into the water to swim to rescue their companion.

I don't know what the opposite side was thinking, but suddenly two arrows were shot *whoosh*, one nailed to the bow of the boat, and the other stuck in the boatman's arm.

Seeing him hit by an arrow and sitting down, the Yuan camp here also boiled, and they all asked to fight.

The Xun people saw that there was fire in the Yuan camp, as if something had happened, and then the camp gate collapsed with a bang, and a wild ox rushed out, shook its head and tail twice, and also fell.

There was a change on the opposite bank; should they take the opportunity to do it? This thought hovered repeatedly in the Xun people's minds.

Zhao Pan also knew that the chaos in the camp must have been seen by the other side; sometimes the outcome depends on inconspicuous factors, so he was also very nervous and ordered the soldiers to be ready for battle.

The two camps, which were originally peaceful, suddenly became tense; now there were bloody conflicts and accidental discharges, and only a chaotic battle was missing.

He Chunhua looked at his son and the monkey, his eyes burning with fire: "The good things you two have done!"

Making trouble on the first night of arriving at the front line!

He didn't want the fuse of this battle to be his eldest son. If he was held accountable later, could his son bear it?

He Lingchuan lowered his eyebrows and drooped his eyes, grabbing Ling Guang who was taking the opportunity to slip away: "I was wrong, I was wrong! Who knew one drop of medicine could have such great power!"

"One drop?" He Chunhua's anger was temporarily interrupted. "Only one drop was used to catalyze such a strange tree?"

"Isn't it?"

On that side, the Yuan and Xun armies confronted each other across the river, and the atmosphere was so solemn that it seemed to drip water; the army didn't clamor anymore.

Zhao Pan was making up for it: "What happened just now?"

He Chunhua sighed, explained the cause of the incident, and then said: "This brat caused a big disaster; General Zhao can punish him as you wish, kill or cut as you please!"

Zhao Pan looked at He Lingchuan, his face as heavy as water.

Recently, the fact that the military camp was not short of grain was all He Chunhua's credit; could he really cut the son of this new General Manager?

At this time, a whistling arrow shot out from the Xunzhou camp, hit a parabola, and shot on the camp pillar of the Yuan people.

This thing rang while flying, just to remind everyone to 'get out of the way, get out of the way', and it didn't carry any malice itself, just for messaging.

The personal guard handed the note tied to the arrow tail over, and Zhao Pan read it twice and said: "Nian Zanli asked me, what is going on?"

Nian Zanli! The He father and son heard this name, and their hearts were jolted.

Was this big enemy they had never met finally going to appear?

He Chunhua's eyes flashed: "Are you going to meet?"

"Meet what?" Zhao Pan sneered. "The little ones were playing in the camp and accidentally topped the person sent by the opposite bank. That person didn't die either, so this matter is over." After saying that, he asked someone to write a receipt, tied it to the whistling arrow just now, and shot it back.

The opposite side probably accepted his statement, because the army standing on the riverbank soon withdrew to the camp, and the stockade gate was lowered.

This confrontation ended hastily, and everything seemed to return to half an hour ago.

Clearly, neither side was ready for war.

Zhao Pan also ordered his men to return to the camp to be vigilant, and said to He Lingchuan: "Young Master He, once you come, it's really lively here!"

He spoke fast, and if he was dissatisfied, he had to say it.

He Chunhua apologized repeatedly.

Zhao Pan said a few words and that was it; he wouldn't really do anything to the General Manager's son. At this time, there was movement in the bushes, and one by one, sturdy figures squeezed out.

The wild ox herd had arrived.

Seeing their companion tied with four hooves and thrown on the ground, several ox demons were not happy.

As soon as they got angry, the whole herd followed and became restless, and the whole ground seemed to be trampled to pieces.

The horse herd on the side was panicked.

Zhao Pan was afraid that the camp that had finally calmed down would have trouble again. These oxen were very stubborn and couldn't be persuaded easily; one ox could stir up trouble, and if these three hundred together went crazy, the Yuan camp would be gone before the opposite side took action.

He almost gritted his teeth and said to He Lingchuan: "Quickly find a way to cure that ox!"

He Lingchuan turned and grabbed Ling Guang: "Cure that ox!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 283 =====