658 Drink Ones Fill (1/2)
Countless rocks fell from the peak of the mountain. These rocks had some residual snow on them and had the wet marks of melted snow. They landed between the mountains, on the cliffs, and broke into countless fragments. They then violently bounced into the air and continued falling, landing on the black heads of the cavalry troops in the valley.
From the peak of the mountain to the valley, it was a long distance. The rocks' speed had become incredibly fast and were much more terrifying than the short spears thrown by the grassland cavalry.
The grassland cavalry squeezed together and it was hard for them to dodge. The countless rocks landed on them and there was dust flying everywhere. Some of them had holes smashed in their bodies while some of their heads exploded like ripe melons and fruits.
The exit of the valley was instantly dyed with different colors from the fresh blood and meat pulp. There were screams and cries everywhere. The procession was chaotic, there were horse hooves everywhere and smoke and dust filled the air.
Many cavalries had blood on their faces, underneath the blood was despair. What happened next, however, left them truly in despair. After the falling rocks, it was a rain of axes.
Zeng, Zeng, Zeng, Zeng! The sound of swishing air could be heard as at least a thousand heavy axes were thrown down from the mountain tops, towards the grassland cavalry troops that were already in chaos.
The rocks that had fallen from the peak of the mountain were heavy, the axes were heavy too. To throw them for such a long distance, one would need an immense amount of power. According to logic, only a martial cultivator would have such powers. However, it was impossible to find so many martial cultivators in the world and to group them into an incredibly organized ambush team.
What followed the axes were earth-shattering screams. 2000 over young men in animal hide started jumping between the mountain rocks. They ran and screamed as they charged below. They weren't martial cultivators but they had powers that matched those of martial cultivators. This was because they were Desolate Men and they were natural-born warriors.
This was a unilateral massacre.
Dozens of heavy rocks landed on the horse carriage. It started rocking violently and what followed was a lightning-like crashing noise. The arrows beside the black horse carriage that were piled up like heaps of grains were smashed by the rocks. The crushed fragments were dyed red and sticky with the flesh and blood of the cavalry troops, looking unusually bright.
The big black horse stared outside the horse carriage, it couldn't see what was happening outside but it knew the situation was changing. It couldn't help but be nervous but a little curious too.
Ning Que said in a low voice, ”It's here.”
The sound of falling rocks, axes and screaming didn't stop. After a very long time did everything quietened down. What followed was a volley of cheers before it went back to absolute silence.
Ning Que embraced Sangsang and got off the carriage.
Last winter, the Left King's Palace went against the contract that they had with the Desolate Man's tribe. They secretly joined up with the West-Hill Divine Palace coalition army to ambush the main force of the Desolate Man. They hunted them down for hundreds of miles, causing mass destruction to the Desolate Man.
This spring, the Desolate Man's tribe stalked the Tianqi Mountains for countless nights under the leadership of the Wayfarer of the Devil's Doctrine Tang until they were at the peak of the Helan mountain range. They ambushed the cavalry of the Left King's Palace.
Out of the 3000 over cavalry troops from the Left King's Palace, only a few hundred of them managed to escape. Only 3 fallen knight commanders out of the dozen of them survived. Prince Long Qing was severely injured and only managed to escape from the hands of the Tang with the help of his two hidden Haotian Taoism cultivators.
There were the corpses of the grassland cavalry troops all around the valley. Occasionally, there were a few warhorses that were standing disconsolately beside their masters. The 2000 over powerful Desolate Man warriors were holding the iron axes in their hands up high and cheered excitedly.
This was a perfect revenge from the Desolate Man to the people who betrayed them.
However, the cheers from the Desolate Man warriors stopped quicker than expected. They looked at the black horse carriage that was surrounded by all the corpse in the valley as they got quieter, a shocked expression on their faces.
The mood of the Desolate Man warriors wasn't complicated. Compared to the people in the world who saw this black horse carriage, they were only afraid. Very innocently afraid.
Especially when the door of the black horse carriage was opened and Ning Que held on to Sangsang while they walked out. The Desolate Man warriors looked at the thin little girl, almost as if they saw the most terrifying night.
”Many people are easily intoxicated with the pleasures of revenge, I, however, do not find any meaning in that. Even though I have been doing this for the most part of my life, revenge requires animosity first and that means losing first.”
Ning Que looked at the powerful person in leather who was several feet away and said, ”Desolate Man are natural-born warriors, you have command over this many Desolate Man yet lost so badly last winter. This is unbelievable.”
Tang thought back to the bloody battle in the Middle Army Tent in the winter night last year. No matter how tough he was, he still kept silent before saying, ”You have no idea how much power the West-Hill Divine Palace hides.”
Ning Que said, ”I do not need to know these, I only know that the Desolate Man are miserable now.”
Tang said, ”No matter how miserable we are, without us, you would have died today.”
Ning Que said, ”I knew you all would come. This has nothing to do with me or Sangsang, hence I do not have to express my gratitude to you all. I have created a perfect ambush opportunity for you all. If you did not grasp this opportunity, the Desolate Man has no right to venture south, much less get back your country.”
Wherever Sangsang was, the dark clouds and crows would follow. The black horse carriage had followed the Tang Empire's northern Wilderness towards the east and had attracted many people's gazes along the way. Outside Helan City, Ning Que didn't choose to go north but rather, to venture east. Creating such a big commotion and revealing his tracks, it was to attract the enemy of the Eastern Desolate Man.
The Eastern Wilderness was always under the powers of the Left King's Palace and Long Qing was already the master of this patch of Wilderness. Ning Que knew that Long Qing would definitely appear first. Hence, he wanted to use him and the cavalry troops of the Left King's Palace to attract Tang and the Desolate Man warriors.
The tracks of the black horse carriage had entered the Easter Wilderness and the West-Hill Divine Palace and the Buddhism Sect didn't have time to respond. However, Long Qing and the Desolate Man had time to. Tang had no idea of Ning Que's intentions and even if he could guess it, he wasn't sure. However, hearing what Ning Que said, the Desolate Man couldn't possibly give up this chance of taking revenge.
Hence, Tang and the Desolate Man warriors would appear here.
Tang said, ”We are here and we have taken our revenge. We will leave now.”