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The past will eventually fade away; the future is what truly matters!
Rescued, Luzi conveyed this to Wang Jian, while also seriously stating that Zhao Kuo was indeed formidable. Remembering the misty experience just moments ago, he could still feel his heart racing.
This matter was quite mysterious. Not only did Wang Jian fail to comprehend it, but the Qin Zhao Legion, on high alert, also could not understand. The Qin General sat motionless on his horse, as if he had suddenly lost consciousness. Meanwhile, Zhao Kuo effortlessly charged through, and Luzi didn't even have the intention to fight back.
Wang Jian quietly listened to Luzi's description of the situation he encountered and was secretly astonished. Fortunately, when he faced Zhao Kuo, he hadn't been mentally controlled by the opponent; otherwise, he wouldn't have had the chance to stand here and listen to anyone's account.
Luzi reached up to touch the wound on his neck inflicted by a spear, feeling a sharp pain immediately. Grimacing, he couldn't help but let out a muffled groan. Just as the mist suddenly vanished moments ago, he clearly saw a glint of cold light approaching from the Chu Region. There was no time to dodge; he could only watch helplessly as the cold light pierced through his throat.
At that critical moment, Luzi, already prepared, noticed that the cold light had missed him and passed by. Not daring to linger, he feigned a thrust with his spear and quickly turned his horse back to rejoin his team. Reflecting on that moment still left him feeling trapped in the mist.
"Is there really such a skill in this world?"
Standing beside Luzi, Wang Jian heard the general's question and nodded in acknowledgment of the world's wonders. "General! Do you remember the legendary family's history I mentioned before? The story of how the Yellow Emperor led the Flame Emperor and the Eight Divisions Legion against Chiyou?"
Luzi pondered for a moment and then understood, rising to adjust his bandaged neck. "Are you saying that Chiyou commanded the Seventy-Two Tribes to use mist to trap the Eight Divisions Legion?" After receiving confirmation, Luzi continued to ask, "Does this mean that Zhao Kuo's teacher should be a descendant of those Seventy-Two Tribes that were breached by Demoness Hanyao?"
Wang Jian immediately showed a distressed expression and affirmed, "General! That is indeed likely true!"
With this confirmation, Luzi suddenly recalled something significant. No wonder his master had chosen to keep the Great Misfortune God hidden and unused; it seemed he already knew that such an ominous presence was beyond what ordinary people could confront.
He realized he had been foolish; even his master dared not recklessly use such a powerful deity, yet he himself had defied reason and unsealed it!
Sweating profusely, Luzi nearly drew his sword to take his own life upon realizing this. He grabbed Wang Jian's arm. "I said from the beginning that this would be a war in the divine realm, but I didn't expect that joke to hit the nail on the head! Hurry up and find Meng Wu for me; I want to tear him apart!"
"What!?"
Wang Jian thought the general was about to reveal some brilliant strategy, but he never expected this to be the answer. Just as he was about to ask for clarification, he suddenly remembered Wuan Jun, who had been shot.
The Commander had only suffered an arm injury and could no longer command on the front lines. It was said that he had been poisoned, which caused his mobility issues. Meanwhile, General Lu's neck injury seemed to have triggered a severe reaction!
"Get someone! Quickly restrain the general!"
The surrounding soldiers had no idea what Wang Jian intended and mistakenly thought General Wang was attempting a coup to capture the General. In an instant, they surrounded him and bound him tightly.
"You bastards! I'm not the one you should be capturing! The general is poisoned! What are you all standing around for!?"
Luzi and the others pulled out ropes and were about to take action when he raised his hand and shouted, "You dare! You are attempting to kidnap me; do you want to rebel!?"
This magical artifact proved effective; once activated, it could stun everyone into silence. The charge of rebellion was serious and could lead to extermination of their entire family. The soldiers exchanged glances, momentarily at a loss for what to do.
Since the general had been rescued back into the formation by Wang Jian, Zhao Kuo immediately issued an attack order upon returning to the Zhao Army camp. The Qin Army had officially switched to a defensive stance, using Arrow Formation to fend off the overwhelming Zhao Army.
Fang Tianhua, sensing that battle was imminent, grew concerned about the defensive situation. While Wang Jian led a charge to rescue General Lu, he rode around checking on each unit's defenses and encouraging everyone. When he returned to the Central Army, he happened upon the crowd surrounding both generals.
Fang Tianhua quickly shouted to stop those trying to bind General Lu again, dismounted, and went over to untie Wang Jian. "Hey! Everything outside is in chaos, and you still have time for this nonsense!?"
Luzi waved his hand to disperse the soldiers and pulled the two generals back to the Main Tent for a discussion. If the Zhao Army were to invite a descendant of the Seventy-Two Tribes, we would have no way to find a descendant of Demoness Hanyao! The current plan is to think of a way to break out quickly. If we wait for them to raise the Heavy Fog, over a hundred thousand Comrades might face total annihilation.
Fang Tianhua had never heard of anyone being able to artificially create Heavy Fog; wasn't that supposed to be the work of the heavens? Listening to the general's confident words, he recalled the unusual events outside the tent earlier. With that thought, he quickly turned to look at Wang Jian beside him.
Wang Jian had no time to tell stories. After Luzi finished speaking, he interjected, "Such abilities may have existed in Ancient Times, but they have likely been lost by now. So there is no need for the general to worry! Even if Zhao Kuo knows some tricks, it would be a delusion for him to think he can break our Arrow Formation!"
Luzi clearly disagreed, as he had just experienced it firsthand. Back in the day, the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon Legion had been trapped in fog for months. At that time, even with great generals under the Yellow Emperor, they could not escape. We are mere mortals; being trapped for ten thousand years would be inevitable!
"General Wang! Your so-called Arrow Formation defense has its prerequisites, right!? At least you can still see the enemy there! But when you realize that fog has appeared, you can't even see the sun!"
Hearing the general getting stuck on his point, Wang Jian's straightforward nature was provoked. "General! That so-called Heavy Fog is probably just something you imagined! I truly did not see any Heavy Fog, and just to be safe, I already asked the brothers at the front line. They all said they saw nothing; where is there any fog!?"
If it weren't for the Heavy Fog, how could this general stand there like a fool waiting for Zhao Kuo to stab him!? Luzi slammed his hand on the table and shouted loudly, "Are you saying that this general was foolish just now!?"
Fang Tianhua, who had not understood what was happening from the beginning, looked at the two generals who were now arguing red-faced. He turned around and wanted to shout for the soldiers outside to rush in and tie up these two deranged individuals.
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