Boom!
Black clouds covered the sky. Lightning flashed and thunder roared as violent winds and torrential rain suddenly swallowed the world.
When people harbor murderous intent, heaven and earth respond. This was no legend. The dispersal and collision of vast amounts of spiritual power really could trigger abnormal celestial phenomena, just as countless stones thrown into a calm lake would create chaotic ripples that eventually became raging waves, leaving even the lake water turbid.
"Seventh Squad, advance."
"Eighth Squad, fill the gap."
"Third Battalion, turn right."
'Yan Shi Yi' stood on the increasingly muddy ground, just like his current situation—his feet were sunk deep in the mire. The Bai Bao Guard darted around him, their long spears raining down and suppressing 'Yan Shi Yi' so thoroughly that he could barely breathe.
Yan Qing rubbed the hilt until his palms were slick with sweat, his eyes darting back and forth. Even though his third-person perspective could capture attacks from every direction, his nerves remained taut, and he didn't dare relax for even a moment.
He had been careless.
After defeating tens of thousands of troops in recent days, winning seven battles in a row while surrounded, and sweeping unhindered across two hundred li, Yan Qing had inevitably begun to look down on the Bai Bao army somewhat.
That wasn't to say the Bai Bao army was weak. The name 'Bai Bao' alone made it clear that every soldier within its ranks was a warrior selected from a hundred candidates. Even if they weren't First Rank Heralds, they were at least Level Six or Seven Grandmaster-level Heralds. Besides, the Three Kingdoms of the Central Plains had stood opposed for a century, and their military preparations had never slackened. How could Qi Kingdom's Bai Bao Guard possibly be undeserving of its reputation?
Unfortunately,