Volume Four, The Year of the Curtain, Chapter 41: Dark Clouds Fall on the Silver Mask
A black carriage, thousands of elite cavalrymen from Zuozhang Royal Court, as well as Prince Longqing and a dozen or so fallen commanders at the peak of Dongxuan. The power disparity between the two sides was so great that it couldn't even be called a confrontation.
Ning Que's voice came from the black carriage: "I didn't expect you to be the first person to come."
Long Qing responded: "I am the master of this wasteland now, you should be able to imagine it."
Ning Que said: "Don't you understand by now that the temple is just using you as a dog?"
"Being a dog in Haotian is better than being a ghost in the underworld."
After a pause, Long Qing continued: "Of course, if I have to, I can accept being Pluto's dog."
Ning Que said: "Your ambition is indeed still so great. It seems that you are not necessarily going to kill us when you appear here, so why bother setting up such a big battle?"
"When I believed in Haotian and was willing to dedicate my life and soul to the light, she was the daughter of the light. When I encountered the most painful experience in the world and decided to sacrifice to Pluto and dedicate my life and soul to the night,
She became the daughter of Hades again, don’t you think this is interesting?”
Long Qing hid among the cliffs, looked down and said: "When I was drinking in Chang'an City, I lost to Miss Sang Sang. This may be the secret confirmation, so of course I will not kill her."
Then he laughed heartily and said: "But I will kill you. Because I also want to try to become the protector of the daughter of Hades, so that if the night really comes, or I can get some benefits from it, if not
, I will naturally hand her over to Haotian."
Ning Que raised the curtains of the car window and looked somewhere between the cliffs. He heard laughter but could not see Long Qing's figure. He couldn't help but smile, thinking that this guy was becoming more and more cautious.
He said to Yajian: "Not everyone is qualified and powerful. Swinging between light and darkness, there are very few people who can make a living. If you continue like this, you will die miserably."
Long Qing's calm and confident voice came from the cliff: "The middle between black and white is gray. This color is the most moderate and the safest."
Ning Que didn't want to discuss philosophical issues with this person, even the simplest debate, so he said directly: "Since you want to kill me, why don't you come out? What are you afraid of?"
Long Qing said: "You are going to die soon. Why should I come out?"
Ning Que said: "If I die, she can't live either."
Long Qing said: "I know you are cold-blooded, but I didn't expect you to be so cold-blooded towards her."
Ning Que said: "I just know that if I die, she won't want to live."
Long Qing's voice disappeared for a moment, and then sounded again, seemingly sighing: "When did you become so narcissistic? Is this the temperament of the academy?"
"I'm not you. I'm never narcissistic, I'm just confident."
Ning Que looked at the cliff and said, "If you weren't narcissistic, you shouldn't talk so much nonsense. And I am confident that as long as you dare to appear in front of me, I can shoot you to death."
Long Qing said: "I have now advanced to the upper realm of knowing my destiny, and my cultivation realm is far above yours. It is not difficult to find an opponent, but it is easy to kill you. Where do you get the confidence to shoot me to death?"
Ning Que said: "When I was in the Cave Mysterious Realm, I could shoot you in the Red Lotus Temple to the point of ecstasy. Now that I have advanced to Zhiming, even the bald donkeys in the Xuankong Temple dare not catch my arrows."
, do you want to try it?"
Long Qing's calm voice echoed among the cliffs: "No matter how sharp-tongued and sarcastic you are, it doesn't make any sense. I am not telling you these words to have a good time before your death, but to make thousands of people happy."
Zhijian has determined your position. Knowing this fact, will you regret accompanying me and saying this?"
Just as he was speaking, a dense buzz suddenly sounded in the wasteland outside the east exit of Helan Mountain. It sounded like countless locusts flapping their wings and flying in the air, which looked extremely terrifying.
Thousands of feathered arrows shot into the gray clouds, and then fell in an arc, falling like a heavy rain on the black carriage in the canyon. The shrill arrow whistles interacted with each other, and the layers of them sounded like thunder.
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People like Ning Que and Long Qing will never talk meaninglessly before a battle. If they talk, it must be part of the battle, either to suppress the opponent's momentum and engage in psychological warfare, or to delay time to make some preparations.
Through this conversation, Prince Longqing notified the specific location of the black carriage to thousands of cavalry on the wasteland outside the canyon, thus forming the first terrifying arrow rain attack. Ning Que, in addition to simply delaying time, also
Unbridled the big black horse.
Arrows whizzed through the sky densely, as black as a rainstorm covering the sky. Ning Que opened the front door of the carriage, and the big black horse turned around with lightning, its front hooves leaped into the air, and with a kick of its hind hooves, it jumped into the carriage.
Tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk!
Countless feathered arrows fell on the black carriage, piercing the roof and the walls on both sides. The crisp sound of impact echoed continuously outside the carriage, seemingly never ending.
However, those arrows did not cause any damage to the carriage. The powerful arrows hit the carriage hard, and then broke into two pieces in an extremely miserable manner. They fell one after another like real rain, and the sharp arrow clusters could not enter the carriage at all.
Half a minute, not even able to leave some marks on it.
But the rain of arrows kept falling, and the sound of falling arrows continued. The crashing sounds on the walls of the carriage echoed inside the carriage, and many clear sounds of broken arrows could be heard.
In a very short period of time, thousands of cavalrymen from Zuozhangwangting in the wasteland had already fired three rains of arrows. The hardwood bows of the prairie cavalry had an extremely long range, and their shooting skills were even more astonishing. At such a long distance, thousands of bows fired arrows.
The landing point was actually controlled within an area of about twenty feet.
The ground was already covered with arrows, and they were densely packed, like weeds growing on the richest land. Some of the arrows were even inserted above the first layer of arrow grass, which looked very funny.
The arrow branches next to the carriage are denser, but most of the arrows that hit the carriage are broken off, so there is no grass here, but more like a straw pile, gradually submerging the carriage.
The black carriage was made of fine steel. No matter how many arrows hit it, it could not be destroyed. But being in such a dense rain of arrows, it was still a little uneasy. Ning Que held Sangsang tightly in his arms.
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The carriage is very spacious, so the big black horse can get in, but its body is also very tall, so it can only bend its hooves and bury its head, like a dog, leaning on Ning Que's knees in some humiliation, talking like a pet.
Ever since he chose to go east outside Helan City, Sangsang had been a little confused. At this time, he finally couldn't help but asked softly: "Why are we here? What do you want to do?"
The big black horse's head rested on the carriage board, looking a little bored.
Ning Que reached out and touched the mane on its neck and said, "I'm betting."
Sangsang frowned slightly and asked, "What are you betting on?"
Ning Que said: "I bet someone will come to save us."
Sangsang said directly: "No one will come to save us."
Ning Que was silent for a moment and then said: "It is true that no one will come to save us, but I think some people should not be willing to miss this opportunity. We have spent so many arrows, and those people should be more confident."
Sangsang vaguely guessed what he was thinking and said, "I wonder if those people will come."
Ning Que said: "I don't know, maybe... they are already here."
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Long Qing knew that the black carriage was very strong, but he still wanted to give it a try. Now he had basically controlled the Zuozhang Royal Court. No one dared to question any of his decisions, and under the secret operation of the Xiling Temple, Zuo Zhang
The King's Court received a large number of weapons from the Central Plains, and he had the strength and qualifications to be so wasteful.
After confirming that the rain of arrows could not cause damage to the black carriage, he was not disappointed, because under the cover of the rain of arrows, thousands of cavalry had already arrived in front of Helan Mountain and began to enter the rhythm of charging.
"Go." He put the silver mask on his face again.
The leaders of more than ten fallen knights responded solemnly, then picked up the reins of their horses and rushed down the cliff, leading thousands of prairie cavalry to charge towards the black carriage in the canyon.
With the sound of thunderous hooves and billowing smoke, thousands of cavalry poured into the Helan Mountain gap. Surprisingly, there was no blockage. Instead, they poured in like a black tide and flowed back again, easily submerging the black carriage.
Long Qing knew very well that as long as the Tang army in Helan City did not come to rescue, Ning Que would be dead today. No matter how powerful a practitioner was, it would be impossible to escape in this environment, and Helan City was still more than two hundred years away.
The key is that the Tang army in that city cannot come to rescue Ning Que.
He no longer looked at the battlefield at the mouth of the gorge. The battle with a predetermined outcome could not arouse any interest in him. Ning Que, who was about to die, was once his lifelong enemy in the eyes of the world.
Long Qing looked at the dark clouds in the sky, and began to think about how to get the maximum benefit after catching Sangsang, and how to avoid this dark cloud. After thinking about it, he found that his mood was a little uneasy, and he couldn't help laughing at himself,
It turns out that I still care about Ning Que's death.
The dark clouds in the sky fell on his face and on the bright silver mask. The silver mask became a little gray, just like his eyes now. The next moment, the silver mask became even grayer.
Long Qing's smile suddenly froze, and with a sharp roar, he jumped off the horse's back and flew down the cliff behind him like lightning.
There was a rumbling sound of impact, mixed with a shrill neigh of a horse, and countless stones rolled down from the cliff, smashing his horse into pieces and causing flesh and blood to fly everywhere. It was too horrible to watch.
If he hadn't reacted quickly, he would have become a ghost under the pile of rocks.
Prince Longqing suddenly turned around and looked at the snow-covered cliffs, but found no trace of the enemy.
The silver mask on his face became dark again. It was not dark clouds falling on it, nor stones, but countless sharp and heavy axes flying over his head and falling towards the heads of the cavalry in the canyon.
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