Arrows Like Rain, The Military School's Methods

Fang Qingyu's expression turned icy; he had not expected Wang Jie to be so decisive.

Sensing something amiss, he had immediately raised his troops in rebellion.

"Since you wish to rebel in the open, do not blame me for being ruthless."

He turned to look at a guard beside him. "Signal."

The guard nodded slightly, moved to the window in an instant, and produced a signal flare.

He pulled the cord, and a streak of red light erupted from it.

Boom.

The red light shot straight into the sky, exploding into a shower of crimson sparks.

This was one of the peculiar inventions of the Gongshu Ban family: the signal flare.

In Jade City, Fang Qinghua, the current head of the Fang Clan, narrowed his eyes as he saw the signal in the sky.

"Gather the retainers. Everyone, follow me to the Yellow Flower Pavilion to rescue my elder brother."

The subordinate standing beside him nodded immediately. "Yes, Clan Head."

Within two breaths, the ten cultivators who had been fully prepared and waiting received the summons, following Fang Qinghua as they charged out of the Fang Clan estate toward the Yellow Flower Pavilion.

Elder Huang's gaze sharpened as he looked toward the Commander, Huang Tairen.

Huang Tairen was actually his nephew, raised by his own hand, which was why he was able to enjoy his twilight years in the Archives Hall despite only being at the Body Strengthening level.

Huang Tairen said in a heavy voice, "A hard battle is coming."

"I will deal with Wang Jie; you all must do your utmost to wipe out his effective forces."

"Understood!"

Everyone felt a heavy weight in their hearts, and Li Qing narrowed his eyes.

He stood by the window, watching the cavalry sweeping in from afar.

Wang Jie, at the vanguard, was shrouded in a black-red aura of slaughter.

Every cavalryman behind him seemed to be wearing specialized armor, upon which blood-red runes were flickering.

At this moment, all these runes lit up, their radiance coiling around Wang Jie.

Everyone's heart sank slightly as they felt an immense pressure.

A dozen figures were hidden among the cavalry, following closely behind Wang Jie.

Young Master Blood Spirit, the mysterious inner disciple of the Blood Demon Sect, had already arrived silently in the shadows beneath the Yellow Flower Pavilion.

He wore a magnificent black robe, holding a feathered fan, a wicked and charming smile playing upon his handsome face.

Blood-colored light seemed to flicker in his eyes as he waited—waiting for the perfect opportunity.

The cavalry arrived beneath the Yellow Flower Pavilion in the blink of an eye, and Jade City fell into a deathly silence.

Wang Jie's voice rang out from thirty meters away from the Yellow Flower Pavilion.

"Fang Qingyu, Huang Tairen, bow your heads and surrender, and I may spare your lives."

At the window, Fang Qingyu and Huang Tairen had converged, their gazes fixed on the cavalry thirty meters away.

Fang Qingyu looked at Wang Jie with contempt. "Wang Jie, you brat, you traitorous cur who disregards the Emperor's grace, your crimes deserve death."

"If you want me to bow and surrender, you are not qualified."

"Call out the people from the Blood Demon Sect behind you; otherwise, you alone are not enough for us to kill."

Wang Jie's expression was cold as he raised his hand slightly. "Since you refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit, then go to your deaths."

"Loose arrows!"

In an instant, the thousand cavalrymen behind him raised their bows. A Tiger Tally appeared in Wang Jie's left hand, suffused with a strange, black-red aura.

The Tiger Tally bloomed with black-red radiance, and countless threads connected to the soldiers behind him.

A faint red-black hue suffused the bodies of all the soldiers, and their armor shimmered within this radiance.

This was the Military School technique Tiger Tally Augmentation, which allowed a commander to unify the essence and energy of his soldiers.

It could temporarily allow all soldiers to master the essence energy naturally born within their bodies.

They could unleash a strike capable of rivaling an Essence Refining cultivator.

The greater the number of people, the more powerful this move became; Military School generals were nearly invincible existences on the battlefield.

The next instant, countless streams of essence energy converged upon the arrows.

A thousand arrows were loosed in unison.

Bang, bang, bang.

A thunderous sound of air being torn apart echoed through the void as a thousand arrows, shrouded in red light, engulfed the Yellow Flower Pavilion.

Fang Qingyu and Huang Tairen offered a cold smile, turned, and flashed into the interior of the Yellow Flower Pavilion.

The others had long since gathered on the first floor.

Seeing the two lords vault down, they immediately braced themselves.

Huang Tairen shouted, "After the first wave of attacks, charge out immediately."

"Break his military formation. Anyone who resists, kill without mercy."

"Yes!"

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang.

Countless arrows rained down upon the various structures of the Yellow Flower Pavilion.

These arrows carried immense force; the structural integrity of the Yellow Flower Pavilion was pierced through, and the entire building collapsed in an instant.

Wang Jie's cold voice rang out once more, "Military Formation—Charge!"

Like a torrential flood, Wang Jie took the lead, his right hand gripping the Red Tassel Divine Spear, which shimmered with a black-red hue.

A thousand horses galloped, causing the earth to tremble.

The Tiger Tally continued to radiate a black-red glow, enveloping the entire troop, with a ring of black-red light converging before Wang Jie.

Like a massive shield, it charged straight toward the nearly collapsed Yellow Flower Pavilion.

The mighty, sweeping impact made contact with the ruins of the Yellow Flower Pavilion, and everything shattered, turning into even finer dust.

A path was carved directly into the ground, crushing everything in its wake, capable of destroying almost anything.

At that very moment, a figure suddenly burst forth from the ruins.

A heavy hammer appeared in Huang Tairen's hand, blooming with a brilliant silver radiance.

It seemed like a mountain, expanding tenfold in an instant to become a giant hammer three zhang in diameter.

The giant hammer soared into the air, smashing down toward the cavalry unit.

Wang Jie's expression turned ruthless as he raised his hand and thrust his spear.

A red tiger flew from the Red Tassel Divine Spear in his hand, pouncing directly toward the hammer in the sky.

It struck down with a heavy swipe.

Clang, clang, clang.

The violent collision echoed through the air, and a vast shockwave swept outward.

The area for dozens of zhang around shook violently.

The cavalry did not stop, continuing their charge toward Huang Tairen.

At this moment, Huang Tairen held no weapon; facing the terrifying cavalry unit, he appeared incredibly small.

Just then, a streak of blood-colored light, like fire, sped over from another direction, flashing into a towering inferno that swept toward Huang Tairen.

A light chuckle sounded, "Hehehe, you've finally come out."

A sheet of pure azure flame erupted from the ruins, transforming into an Azure Fire Phoenix that lunged at the blood-colored flames.

The two collided and instantly annihilated each other, bursting into countless fireworks.

Sparks fell all around, and every substance they touched was instantly reduced to ash.

Fang Qingyu flashed forward, charging toward the distant figure.

A blood-red spear had appeared in Huang Tairen's hand at some point.

Dharma Treasure—Blood-Drinking Divine Spear.

Huang Tairen let out a sharp shout, "Wang Jie, let me show you what the methods of the Military School are truly like."

A Tiger Tally appeared in his hand, flickering with Baleful Intent, and he slammed his palm against his chest.

Countless wisps of Baleful Intent rapidly permeated his body, covering him in a suit of blood-red armor.

At this moment, his body seemed to have grown to three zhang in height.

He swung the divine spear in his hand.