Chapter 225
"Ah... but I only brought a little over two hundred soldiers..." Xia Wanyin looked at him apologetically.
"It's alright, it's enough." Shen Xing smiled. "Bringing too many troops isn't a good thing either, otherwise just transporting them would take half a day."
"I see..." The girl in the white dress nodded in understanding.
Shen Xing withdrew his gaze, looked around, and ordered, "Everyone, prepare to move out."
"Apart from mobile units such as wolf riders, Black Moon Knights, and Dretch, all other ground units will travel there in troop transports."
"If one trip isn't enough, we'll make more. Xiao Hei and Gorehowl, you two are in charge of escorting the convoy."
"Yes, my lord/boss!"
The generals responded in unison and immediately sprang into action.
Next, as usual, Shen Xing jumped onto the back of the Hippogryph, and Leina and Xia Wanyin naturally came to his side.
"Alright, Fried Chicken, take us to the Black Sky Wing Mountain Range."
"Chirp!"
The Fried Chicken let out a long screech and quickly flapped its wings to take off.
The lantern was lit, and the fog dissipated.
A streak of dark golden light carried the three people on its back and swiftly rushed into the thick fog.
The cavalry and Dretch below, guided by the Black Arrow, marched forward in a grand procession.
Gorehowl and Xiao Hei, each riding their mounts, stood at the city gate directing operations.
"Infernal, skeleton archers, and an orc squad."
"You're the first batch of transport, get on the truck!"
Beside them, the hatches of three Hell War Chariot opened, resembling a gigantic metal beast spreading its wings.
Dozens of Infernal were the first to rush inside.
Because of their enormous size, they completely occupied the 100 units inside the tank.
Under normal circumstances, given the size of the Hell War Chariot, it can only carry a maximum of three or four Infernal.
But this is hellish technology; it has a special troop transport space inside, capable of accommodating more types of troops.
Of course, if the tank were to explode while in motion, the passengers inside would also suffer injuries, or even die.
With all three tanks fully loaded, the engines started.
"Boom..."
The ground trembled, and three eerie green Infernal Flame erupted from the rear of the chariot.
"Set off!"
With Gorehowl's command, the three Hell War Chariot, like berserk metal beasts, instantly charged dozens of meters and crashed into the mist.
Xiao Hei and Gorehowl rode their respective mounts, carrying lanterns, and escorted them on both sides.
The massive Hell War Chariot moved with ease across the complex terrain of the black soil.
The wheels rolled over the uneven muddy ground and crossed the jagged piles of rocks without encountering any hindrance.
When they encounter large pits, they simply activate their flamethrowers to cross them.
Three Hell War Chariot, spewing flames, advanced at an incredible speed toward the Black Sky Mountains.
One hour later.
Deep within the Black Sky Wing Mountain Range, at the bottom of a canyon hundreds of meters deep.
Shen Xing sat in his wheelchair, standing at the entrance of the Dragon Tomb with Leina and the others, waiting.
The first batch of soldiers were already in place beside him.
More than a hundred Dretch and the Black Moon Knights formed two square formations.
Hundreds of orcs and skeleton archers waited in the rear.
Currently, half of the troops in the territory have been transported.
Even on such mountainous terrain, the three Hell War Chariot can reach speeds of 60 kilometers per hour, which is quite efficient.
"We still don't have enough tanks; we need to build a few more."
"When we go to more distant places or when larger-scale battles occur, we'll need a large number of tanks to increase mobility."
Shen Xing pondered for a moment, then looked at the soldiers. "Everyone, clear out these rubble so we can pass through later."
The orcs immediately sprang into action, moving away the piles of ruins and debris at the entrance to reveal a spacious entrance.
After finishing these tasks, they continued to wait.
One hour later.
Suddenly, everyone sensed something and looked up.
At the edge of the canyon, a ghostly green light appeared.
Three Hell War Chariot are descending the steep rock face.
The eight wheels constantly undulate, providing excellent grip and shock absorption.
Soon, the chariot came to a steady stop at the bottom, right in front of the lord.
"Hmph--"
As a puff of hot air escaped, the hatch opened again.
Hundreds of green-skinned potatoes popped out of it with a "gurgling" sound.
Under the command of Hellscream and Gorehowl, the last group of orcs lined up.
"Boss, the headcount is complete. Everyone is here, not a single one is missing!" Gorehowl reported loudly.
"Very good."
Shen Xing nodded. "Everyone, form ranks and move forward."
"The knights are at the forefront, followed by the orcs, with the other ranged units bringing up the rear."
"Yes!"
More than two thousand combat units quickly formed ranks and entered the stone passage one after another.
Shen Xing sat on the back of the Hippogryph, following the group at a leisurely pace.
After a few minutes of marching, they soon arrived at the end of the passage.
At this moment, that vast underground space reappeared before our eyes.
The soldiers looked up, gazing in awe at everything around them.
Especially when they saw those huge skeletons in the distance, they couldn't help but feel awe.
Shen Xing murmured in his mind, "Kaz, Kaz, are you there?"
However, this time there was no response.
He called out several more times, but there was still silence.
Shen Xing frowned, wondering if this guy had finally given up and was completely finished.
It's only been a few days... What Black Dragon Lord? That's incredibly weak!
"Human... My name is Kazdoreth, not Kaz."
That familiar and authoritative voice echoed in my mind once more, only now it sounded somewhat weak.
Shen Xing's eyes brightened slightly. "So you're here. I thought you had already vanished into thin air."
"Heh... I'm not so easily killed..." The Black Dragon Lord's voice was deep. "You came here this time... prepared?"
"Yes, how about it? Do I have enough troops?" Shen Xing asked.
The Black Dragon Lord remained silent for a moment, seemingly sensing something.
After a moment, he slowly said, "That should be enough to break the seal, provided that..."
"What's the premise?" Shen Xing was taken aback.
"It's nothing... Thousands of years have passed, everything has long since returned to dust."
The Black Dragon Lord's voice was deep. "Go. Once you break the five seals, I will be able to use my physical power. At that time, I will fulfill my promise and bestow upon you a sufficient reward."
Shen Xing did not act immediately, but stood there lost in thought.
"Human, do you have any more questions?" The weathered voice of the Black Dragon Lord echoed in his mind once more.
"There is indeed a problem," Shen Xing asked in his mind, "How can I be sure you won't attack us after you get out?"
"Hmm?" The Black Dragon Lord's tone deepened slightly. "Are you questioning my credibility?"
"No, it's just necessary precautions," Shen Xing said frankly. "Although I don't know how strong you are, we are definitely like ants to you right now, easily crushed."
"So I can't gamble, and I hope you can understand."
The Black Dragon Lord remained silent.
After a moment, He chuckled softly, "You little rascal, you're quite careful."
"Very good, remember to keep it up, it will help you live longer."
He paused, then continued, "As for your concerns, I swear by my true name that after the seal is lifted, I will never lay a hand on you, nor will I harbor any ill will towards you."
"The oath of true name reaches the very source of the dragon soul. If it is violated, even I will suffer a backlash from the source, and may even be annihilated, body and soul."
Upon hearing this, Shen Xing's last trace of concern vanished.
He wasn't the type to hesitate or beat around the bush; he simply waved his hand and said, "Everyone, proceed twenty miles southwest. Target: the giant skeleton."
At the lord's command, the army of over two thousand men marched forward in a mighty procession.
They hadn't gone far when the ground ahead began to tremble slightly.
Immediately afterwards, a group of more than thirty Dragon Tomb Guardian, armed with longswords and short bows, emerged from the ground.
"Dragon Tomb, a forbidden area..."
"Boom--!!"
Before they could finish speaking...
Hundreds of eerie green fireballs, each the size of a washbasin, were already raining down upon them.
Waves of fire exploded, sweeping across an area of hundreds of meters.
After the heatwave subsided, the Dragon Tomb Guardian had vanished without a trace, leaving only Soul Stone and fragments of souls scattered across the ground.
Without the lord's command, the orcs went over on their own, collected the spoils, and handed them over to the lord.