amaotonovel Chapter 1348 The Phoenix Guard's First Cry, The Frozen Battlefield
Chapter 1348 The Phoenix Guard's First Cry, The Frozen Battlefield
She slowly rose, her long black brocade dress fluttering without wind, and the eyes of the golden phoenix on the hem opened at that moment, looking down at its future claws and fangs.
"I will not teach you to kill."
Murong Yan's gaze swept over every young and eager face.
“Hatred will be your best teacher. I will only teach you one thing.”
She paused, her voice turning cold.
How to drag the enemy into the abyss of suffering when he is at his most triumphant.
Before she finished speaking, she extended a fair, jade-like index finger and gently touched the calm, still surface of the lake.
hum-
A soft murmur originating from the depths of the soul.
The next moment, the entire Mirror Lake was in an uproar!
The lake surface did not ripple at all, but it froze into ice in an instant at a speed visible to the naked eye!
Immediately following the cracking sounds, countless sharp ice blades burst forth from the bottom of the lake, instantly transforming this paradise into a deadly jungle!
The path of revenge begins today.
The ancient battlefield ruins, the mournful sound of metal has become hoarse.
Yue Fei's sword was covered with solidified black embers of soul fire, making it incredibly heavy. Beneath his feet was a small hill made of a mixture of corpses and soil.
This Eastern war god's bronze face was splattered with blood, his chest heaving violently, and each breath he exhaled scorching white steam.
Of the 30,000 auxiliary troops behind him, less than 10,000 are still standing. They are all bloodthirsty and their spirits are stretched to the limit. Fear has long since evaporated, leaving only the most primal survival instinct to drive them to wield their dulled weapons.
It was no use; the sea of skeletons before them still stretched as far as the eye could see.
A soldier struggled to smash the skeleton in front of him, but before he could catch his breath, a bone knife silently pierced through the gap between his comrade's corpse, penetrating his chest. He didn't even have time to scream before he fell straight down and was trampled into a pulp.
"General..." A one-armed captain rushed to Yue Fei's side, his voice hoarse and distorted, "I can't hold on any longer... These damned things are impossible to kill!"
Yue Fei did not answer.
His gaze passed over the endless dead, fixed on the massive black fortress at the end of the valley. He knew that was the core of the undead army, but they were stuck there, unable to move forward even a step.
This was a desperate battle destined to be fought to the death. A surge of resentment rose in Yue Fei's heart, and he prepared to lead his personal guards in a final, desperate charge.
A sudden change occurs!
An extreme chill suddenly spread from behind the battlefield, as if the smell of blood in the air had been frozen.
The chill pierced through the clamor, caressing the feverish skin of every soldier, strangely calming their taut strings of reason. Everyone, including the tireless skeletons, froze for a moment.
They looked back and saw the most sacred, yet most bizarre, scene of their lives.
A thousand women dressed in pure white silk dresses emerged barefoot from the primeval forest. They had different appearances, but all were breathtakingly beautiful.
There was no trace of weakness in his eyes, only absolute coldness tempered by hatred.
They held no weapons, only ice roses made of pure ice crystals, exuding a chilling aura. Bloodstains and severed limbs were instantly frozen into frost and quietly shattered by an invisible layer of cold air the moment they approached them.
They stepped into the battlefield as if it were flat ground.
"What...is that?" a soldier from the auxiliary army murmured absentmindedly, as if his soul was being sucked away by that holy yet deadly beauty.
Yue Fei's pupils suddenly contracted.
Phoenix Guards, His Majesty's personal guards, what brings them here?
Before he could think it through, the thousand women moved. They did not form a formation, but simply tossed the beautiful ice rose in their hands into the air.
The next second, a thousand ice roses silently melted in the air, turning into an invisible tide of extreme cold that swept across the entire ancient battlefield in an instant!
Click! Click! Click!
The sickening, freezing sound became the only melody on the battlefield!
The tens of thousands of fearless skeletons became sluggish and stiff the moment they came into contact with the cold air!
Thick, eerie blue frost had formed at their joints, and the crimson soul fire in their eye sockets flickered violently and dimmed in the extreme cold, as if it might be extinguished at any moment. The entire Sea of the Dead had transformed from an unstoppable torrent into a slow-moving, fragile forest of ice sculptures!
"This……"
All the auxiliary soldiers were stunned; their minds went blank at the sight.
However, Yue Fei did not!
After the shock lasted for only a fraction of a second, a terrifying glint flashed in the eyes of this Eastern war god!
He wasn't revering a god, but examining a weapon, a divine artifact—a weapon personally delivered to him by His Majesty—powerful enough to turn the tide of battle!
"Pass on my orders!"
Yue Fei's roar was like a thunderclap, instantly waking all the stunned soldiers!
"All soldiers, heed my command!"
He raised the heavy saber high above his head, its blade pointing directly at the sea of skulls covered in frost ahead, his voice filled with boundless killing intent and fanaticism.
"The enemy is like rotten wood; let me crush them."
At his command, he was the first to rush out!
"kill--!!!"
The surviving soldiers of the auxiliary army looked at that towering figure and saw him launch a counterattack without hesitation using this "miracle." The despair in their hearts was instantly replaced by an even more intense fervor!
They were following a war god who could even harness the power of the gods for his own use!
"boom!"
A soldier slashed at the frost-covered skeleton soldier with his sword, and the once hard bones shattered like rotten wood!
efficient!
It really works!
Everyone's eyes turned red, not from fear, but from ecstasy. A one-sided massacre had begun!
Just then, the leading Phoenix Guard flashed and silently appeared beside Yue Fei. She gave this blood-soaked war god a standard military salute, her voice cold and devoid of any emotion.
"General Yue, His Majesty has given an order."
She paused, her cold gaze sweeping across the entire battlefield being ravaged.
"This is the first cry of the Phoenix Guard. Her Majesty dislikes killing. She has turned the enemy's immortality into fragility, and the rest is left to you."
"The Empress said that if you can't even wipe out such weakened skeletons, you can give up your title as the God of War of the East."
Yue Fei was deeply shaken!
This is not a rescue!
This is a test! A wake-up call!
Looking at the woman before him, colder than a blade, and at the scrutiny in her eyes that belonged to a superior, the sense of powerlessness in his heart vanished, replaced by a soaring fighting spirit and the absolute pride of a military general!
He sheathed his sword, clasped his hands in a fist salute towards the direction of the Phoenix Guard Commander, and spoke in a booming voice.
"Please tell Your Majesty that Yue Fei obeys the order: if the enemy's stronghold is not breached within half an hour, this humble general will bring his head to report!"
The Phoenix Guard Commander nodded slightly, said no more, and led her thousand silent sisters into the forest, as if they had never been there.
They are ghosts who control the laws, while Yue Fei is the executioner wielding the blade of the laws!
"The whole army obeys the order!"
Yue Fei turned around, and his thunderous roar echoed through the valley.
"Contract your formation and use me as the spearhead to pierce through this forest of bones!"
"Target ahead: enemy stronghold. Crush it!"
"As ordered!"
The roars of nearly ten thousand auxiliary troops merged into a mighty torrent. As they looked at that towering figure, their eyes were no longer filled with fear, but only with a desire for victory and worship.
With such a divine general, what is there to fear from gods and demons!