His shout rang out without any amplification, yet it thundered louder than the drums before it, crashing into everyone's ears like a thunderclap. Several soldiers on the watchtower ahead even felt dizzy, though this was merely an Elementalist raising his voice.
Silence spread, sharp as a blade, settling over every soldier and knight standing there. Even the bows, swords, and spears in their hands seemed to grow colder.
The wind swept past, softening the atmosphere and soothing everyone's taut nerves.
More than ten seconds passed before Qi Qing, who had been staring back at him, curled his lip and answered with open hostility. "Yetos, if you want to fight, fight. If you want to attack, attack. Spare me your nonsense." His voice also boomed like thunder, its lingering echoes shaking the ground.
Everyone understood what he meant. He clearly had no intention of opening the gates to meet them in battle.
Yetos said nothing. He turned and returned to his army. The war drums sounded again, joined by the knights' resounding cries.
"Hah! Hah! Ah! Kill!" Their voices kept rising until not a trace of the wind could be heard. Dust billowed from the ground, and even seated in his saddle, Zeng Mu could feel a faint tremor beneath him.
"General, how dare these bastards provoke us like this? Give the order, and I'll lead the charge. I'll slaughter every last one of those blue-eyed knights who don't know their place," a man said, bowing as he requested permission.
Qi Qing shook his head with a cold smile and waved a hand. "No. Let them be. You three stay here and watch the enemy. Yan Mu."
"Here."
"Prepare some tea for me."
"Yes." The two turned and left, leaving the others with the soldiers.
Beside a lake twenty li away,