Chapter 506: Princess Qiandu! (1/2)

A tossed stone raises a thousand ripples.

The Qilin army elites who were ready to charge forward the moment the Commander in chief Song Lang slashed down his right hand and were itching to crush the enemies to minced flesh, all looked at each other in dismay. Then they stared with a frightened look at the murderous cavalrymen dressed in colourful clothes, bright feathers and wearing a ghost-faced mask.

Rumble——

Like a crumbling mountain, like a powerful current, like the uniform clatter of tens of millions of horse hooves, it gave a powerful illusion.

There was a saying in the divine continent: it's not possible to find the best writer, nor is it possible to find the second best in a fight. For example, the Great Zhao Kingdom had the Heavenly Power Corps and the Divine Power corps, the West Wind Kingdom had the Wolf Army and the Qilin Army and the Peac.o.c.k Imperial Court had the Ghost Dancer Corps. These corps had fought against each other before, and they had all been wounded.

But if the best corps were to be chosen from among the powerful armies of the world, then it must be the Ghost Dancer Corps.

This was the public opinion in the minds of the people of the divine continent, and also a deeply engraved impression in the bottom of everyone's heart.

There was a rumour that the Ghost Dancer Corps was a corps blessed by the G.o.d of death, and that they have the nature to harvest life. Any powerful opponent who falls into their hands will be chopped to shreds by the long saber in their hands.

Most importantly, the Ghost Dancer Corps was also the guardian army of the Peac.o.c.k Imperial family. Seeing them was equal to seeing the Peac.o.c.k King. In other words, wherever the Ghost Dancer Corps was, there was bound to be a core figure or several members of the Peac.o.c.k Imperial family around.

However, what the Qilin army elites found difficult to understand was that, why would the Ghost Dancer Corps show up here? Isn't this the territory of my West Wind Kingdom?

Besides, which of the important people of the Peac.o.c.k Imperial family had come here?

Did they enter through formal channels or did they bypa.s.s the frontier guards and broke in. Were the guards at the checkpoints blind? How could they not discover that such a huge armed force had invaded?

It had to be said that the large-scale Ghost Dancer Corps had completely disrupted Song Lang's plans and rhythm. He had no choice but to pause the thought of killing Li Muyang and to first to deal with the more powerful enemies.

Although the Ghost dancers corps did not express their intention, but it was obvious that they came with bad intentions. He was able to feel the murderous intent while they were charging over.

Rumble——

The Ghost Dancer Corps arrived in a flash, and did not give too much time for the Qilin army to be surprised.

Crunch——

They were headed by a General wearing a ghost-faced mask adorned with a white feather. The General pulled on the reins to halt the white horse. The iron hooves firmly stepped into the frozen soil, producing sounds resembling teeth chewing ice.

Boom——

The ghost-faced cavalrymen behind also one after another pulled on the reins, guiding the battle horse to a halt.

The two armies stood facing each other.

Oppressive, stifling, piercing cold, and excited.

A great battle was about to break out.

Song Lang shot a piercing state at the White Feather General, as if trying to puncture the mask to see through the General's true face.

He originally wanted to wait for the opposite person to speak first, but unfortunately his wish did not come true.

There was only indifference, coldness and killing intent emitting from the eyes beneath the ghost mask. The White Feather General seemed to have no intention to speak.

“Who are you?” Song Lang put down his raised right hand and shouted in a loud voice.

The White Feather General did not answer, nor did any one answer from the Ghost Dancer Corps.

There were only the sound of colouful robes being lifted up by the cold wind, colouful feathers fluttering, the fierce neighing of horses and the clatter of iron hooves. Adding to this, there was an extremely stifling murderous spirit that makes one's hair stand up on its ends.

“They're here to kill.” Song Lang understood what they were thinking.

However, the more they understood their intention, the more unwilling they were.

Although the West Wind Kingdom and the Peac.o.c.k Imperial Court did not get along well, local conflicts were never interrupted. But this was the norm between the great powers and great kingdoms. There was nothing worth going to war for.

The Peac.o.c.k Imperial Court's Ghost Dancers Corps had rushed to the West wind Kingdom's territory without saying a word of greeting. Adding to this, from their imposing manner, they seemed to want to kill——Who did they think they are?

“Who are you?” Song Lang asked again, with a louder voice than the last, and in a harsher tone than the previous.

He was furious.

“The White Horse Plain belongs to the West Wind Kingdom's region and is an annexed territory of the West Wind Kingdom. What is the Ghost Dancer Corps' intention of breaking into the West Wind Kingdom?” Song Lang questioned with a tough att.i.tude.

Although it was said that the West Wind Kingdom was a country of the Chu clan, it was only because the Song family did not want to seem so ugly and be criticised by the citizens of the Divine continent. In truth, the West Wind Kingdom was under the control of the Song family, and each inch of the territory belonged to their Song family.