Chapter 775: Scarecrows

Boom—

Boom—

Wangchuan Mountain Range.

The Cannons were still bombarding.

It was just that Qiao Yuan's side was firing them half-heartedly.

And this side was also defending in a state of boredom.

"Hahahaha, Lord Qiao, what's the matter? Can't break through?"

Today's battle situation was just as boring as the past few days.

While Qiao Yuan was drinking and enjoying himself, he had not forgotten to bring Xie Fang along. Seeing this situation, Xie Fang could not help but burst into loud laughter, his eyes filled with mockery.

"Shut up!"

Qiao Yuan's subordinates were all loyal to their master.

Since they had already rebelled, in their eyes, the Crown Prince was nothing but fish on the chopping block, ready to be slaughtered at will.

Qiao Yuan, however, laughed heartily, waved his hand, looked at Xie Fang with a sinister gaze, and grinned: "His Highness the Crown Prince, are you still dreaming that you all can win this war?"

Although Xie Fang was also sitting in the ranks at this moment.

He was, however, a prisoner.

He curled his lips: "A dignified Lord Qiao, holding fifty thousand troops, is actually not a match for Vice Minister Liu. Hahahaha, it's truly laughable to tell anyone!"

"Who doesn't know that you are waiting for those remnants of the Sheng Tang?"

"Hahahaha..."

Bang!

Qiao Yuan finally could not hold back; his eyes turned cold as he slammed the table hard.

Several guards nearby immediately drew their blades; with just one look from Qiao Yuan, Xie Fang would surely lose his head!

"His Highness the Crown Prince seems to be provoking me..."

Qiao Yuan gave a cold laugh: "But I, the Mandarin, happen to not want to kill you. Hahahaha, I want to let the entire Longyan see how you, this Longyan Crown Prince, are escorted into Jinghua by me!"

"Good!"

"Escort him into Jinghua!"

"Fight all the way to Jinghua!"

The group of people was incredibly excited to hear this.

The three hundred thousand troops of the Sheng Tang from Nanyang would arrive immediately! That would be the moment they let go and began their fierce assault!

Just at this moment.

Suddenly, a Scout came running in, tumbling and crawling, covered in sweat: "Great King, Great King, it's bad..."

Qiao Yuan raised an eyebrow: "What happened?"

The Scout trembled in fear: "These past few days, what we have been hitting were all fake people; they were scarecrows they stuffed!"

"What?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole room was stunned.

Fake people?

What kind of situation was this?

Qiao Yuan roared in anger, put on his cotton-padded jacket, and ran out personally. At this moment, the entire Liaodong Army was in a panic. Good heavens, for the past few days, they had been bombarding with artillery fire, but because of Qiao Yuan's orders to prioritize preserving their strength, they had only been firing blanks and not charging.

Who would have thought.

The cannons were fired...

The defensive works were destroyed.

But the counterattacks from the other side were also sporadic.

Originally, the Liaodong Army was also quite happy; everyone was just going through the motions, so it was fine to just put on a show.

But today... a deputy general felt that something was wrong. Why had the defensive works on that hilltop stopped being repaired? If they were bombed, they were bombed? This didn't look like the style of the Longyan Army at all...

And also...

Why were the postures of those people all the same, not moving at all?

Something was wrong!

He immediately sent a Scout to check.

And then he vomited blood.

They had wasted their Cannons bombarding for several days, only to find they were all scarecrows?

The deputy general felt a wave of dizziness.

Qiao Yuan did too.

"What did you say? Where are they?"

Qiao Yuan roared almost hysterically. His own resources were already limited, and they had been wasted like this?

Where was the Longyan Army?

Soon, a large number of the Liaodong Army began to rush over, but the Longyan Army had left them nothing but trash all over the ground and damaged barracks.

"Ahhhhh!"

Qiao Yuan was so furious that he roared toward the sky.

And as it happened, at this moment, the sound of intense galloping hooves came from behind.

Qiao Yuan could not help but change his expression.

The Sheng Tang army had arrived!

The mighty Nanyang Army of three hundred thousand came charging with the momentum of a rainbow.

The leader, General Cheng, Cheng Zhiming, roared almost the entire way, the Giant Axe in his hand looking terrifying.

However...

When they arrived at the scene, they were all stunned at once.

Hundreds of thousands of people...

The Liaodong Army, plus the Nanyang Army, had indeed gathered a grand force of five hundred thousand.

With so many soldiers, Wangchuan Valley could barely hold them all...

At this moment.

They looked at the scarecrows before them, all falling into a daze at the same time.

???

"They retreated?"

"Impossible!"

"How could they possibly retreat?"

Soon, the entire scene erupted in chaos.

One must know, just a few days ago, there were at least over two hundred thousand Longyan here!

Did they just evaporate into thin air?

"Lord Qiao, what is going on here?"

Du Liang rode over on horseback.

Qiao Yuan's face was gloomy: "The Mandarin does not know either... but they definitely have not left; they would not retreat. Vice Minister Liu would absolutely not retreat easily!"

Once these words were spoken, many looked at each other in dismay.

Yet, at the same time, they looked at the ground, at the chaotic Tomb Cluster.

Would not retreat...

Does that mean these people have all entered the tombs?

"Search, find them for the Mandarin! Search! Even if you have to dig three feet into the ground, you must find them for the Mandarin!"

Qiao Yuan roared.

At this time.

The sound of troops trampling the earth came again from afar.

Everyone's expression changed drastically once more.

The five hundred thousand-strong army began to stand guard.

They climbed high to look.

The Longyan Army had also arrived today.

A sharp glint flashed in Du Liang's eyes.

It seemed a great battle was still unavoidable.

Liu Zheng and the others had already been in this grotto for seven full days.

That's right.

The grotto was becoming increasingly crowded, and people felt as if they could breathe less and less. This inability to breathe was partly physiological, but mostly stemmed from psychological pressure.

Seven days.

For seven days, that passage had appeared and disappeared intermittently.

Hundreds of people had already gone in.

But not a single one could be successfully pulled out with a rope. As for where these people went, no one knew. It was this unknown fear that was driving people's minds to the brink of collapse.

Liu Zheng looked quietly at the corpse of Zheng Qiu on the ground.

This was the only "person" they had pulled out of the passage, but the head was already gone.

Who was behind all of this?

It was very clear.

Zheng Qiu's head did not fall off naturally.

The clean-cut wound proved that it was absolutely caused by an external force...

As for whether this external force came from mechanisms inside the passage or from a living creature, no one knew.

"What the hell is this thing! What the hell is this thing!"

The Prince of Wei, standing nearby, could no longer hold back and roared.

Having reigned supreme for so many years, this was the first time he had felt panicked, the first time he had encountered such a bizarre event!

"One hundred, one hundred..."

Wu Zhen was still sitting to the side, his eyes somewhat dull, but within that dullness, there was also fear and a certain depth...

Suddenly, he jumped up and took a deep breath: "My Lord, I suggest we return the way we came; this tomb cannot be explored any further."

"What?"

Everyone was shocked.

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