The fierce exchange of fire between both sides lasted for a full half hour.
Relying on the steel barricades formed by military vehicles, the Southern Pacification Army held an absolute geographical advantage.
The results showed a terrifying disparity: more than half of Chen Xiong's personal guard had been lost, while fewer than ten men had died on the Southern Pacification Army's side. The casualty ratio was nearly one hundred to one.
At that moment, the dragon-shaped golden light of fortune that had shrouded the battlefield and made it hard to breathe finally swayed a few times before completely dissipating into the night, and the surrounding mountains returned to darkness.
Seeing this, Adjutant Mo, who had been closely watching the battle, was overjoyed. Yet cautious by nature, he did not immediately order a charge.
A sharp glint flashed through Adjutant Mo's eyes as he made an exceptionally bold test.
He turned the muzzle of his gun toward the skin on the outside of his own thigh.
Under the astonished gazes of several Daoists, Adjutant Mo pulled the trigger without hesitation—
Bang!
A clear, ringing crash like metal striking metal resounded. The bullet was actually deflected by the crimson glow that erupted from his body, falling uselessly to the ground.
"Hahaha! Commander's Divine Talisman has worked its miracle again!"
Adjutant Mo threw back his head and laughed, every last concern vanishing in an instant.
He sprang fiercely out from behind the military vehicle barricade and stood fearlessly amid the rain of bullets. Talisman light flowed around him, knocking away every incoming bullet!
"Brothers! Did you all see that? The Commander's Divine Talisman protects us! Kill—!"
This sight instantly ignited the blood of every Southern Pacification Army soldier.
Shouts of battle that shook the heavens pierced the sky. The soldiers who had been