Chapter 502: Chapter 502: Sweeping the Battlefield
Everyone was very excited, especially General Li and his group, and then they eagerly turned their attention to the thunderous explosive bombs.
The loud noise dispersed the surrounding curious soldiers, and then a thunderous bomb was thrown far away, followed by another loud explosion, with more power and intensity than the sky-shattering cannon. Not only did it blow a deep pit in the ground, it also affected a few trees by the roadside; one could hear the cracking sound as a sturdy tree came crashing down.
Its vast range of impact was also why everyone had moved away in advance. Many people thought about it and felt terrified afterward, realizing they’re not as hard as a tree.
This scene happened to be witnessed by the awakened soldiers who rushed over, and almost everyone froze from a distance.
It was too shocking. Such a small thing could wield such immense power. Just the shock wave ended a sturdy tree. One can easily imagine the outcome if placed in the explosion center.
Everyone, including several generals, was stunned.
"Should we test more?" The deputy generals eagerly looked at the items in the wooden box.
"Test what? No more testing," such good things become one less with each test. Just thinking about it makes one’s heart ache. Absolutely no more testing.
Ma Shuai hurriedly covered the wooden box as if fearing others would cause the items inside to vanish with just a glance.
Then the generals, disregarding the surrounding soldiers, each lifted a corner and quickly returned to the tent. After returning, they circled the wooden box non-stop, their excitement indescribable.
This night was destined to be a sleepless night.
Hua Jin took a short nap in the space, then got up to make gunpowder, working continuously for two days spared only for meals and sleep.
When she finished the remaining materials and exited the space, it was already late afternoon. The sunset was about to dip in the west, and outside the distant city gate, it was evident that a battle had recently unfolded. The ground lay stained with blood, some remnants of broken equipment and limbs still present, with the terrain rugged, clearly bombed.
Looking at the tightly closed city gates, there was no need to think much to affirm this time’s battle must have been won by the victors. Glancing at the crack ahead, Hua Jin returned to the space, awaiting nightfall.
The crack several tens of feet away was a problem, so Hua Jin’s eyes fell onto the bamboo forest within the space; luckily, she had these.
After a few hours, Hua Jin, full and satiated, exited the space again, cautiously avoiding patrolling soldiers, blending herself into the night, traversing the outer perimeter of the city wall. Utilizing her spiritual power to ensure safety, a long bamboo ladder appeared underfoot.
With one hand, she lifted and threw it forcefully; the bamboo ladder landed steadily across the crack.
It’s her innate great strength paired with the ability to wield things spiritually; anyone else would find it an unbearable headache, given the crack spanned dozens of feet, not just meters. Building a walkable wood or bamboo bridge wasn’t simple, or else why would the Beicang army hold back at the crack?
Ensuring the stability, Hua Jin didn’t hesitate, quickly crossing the bamboo ladder, disappearing over the crack with it.
Then she followed the traces left by the Beicang army.
Finding the Northern army’s encampment was quite simple. Perhaps confident enough in themselves, leaving marks everywhere without any disguise, Hua Jin effortlessly found an abandoned village a few miles away.
Piles of fires and torches encompassed the abandoned village, repelling the surrounding darkness in this part of the land.
"Quite cautious," Hua Jin remarked, observing the constantly patrolling soldiers and the persistent bonfires and torches rising every dozen meters even in the unbearable heat.
The groans and cries of pain from within the camp reached Hua Jin’s ears clearly even at a distance, including the roars of anger from the two commanders who suffered great losses in this battle.
Even without understanding it, Hua Jin knew it would inevitably include some unspeakable curses.
It saved her quite some trouble; following the roars, she could easily locate the campsite.
Without a leader, the battle might end quickly, right?
Though Beicang’s encampment was well-guarded, it didn’t stump Hua Jin. She had a cheat artifact and a 360-degrees spiritual power, making it pretty straightforward to create some chaos.
"Fire!..."
Suddenly, shouts echoed from all four directions of the abandoned village, breaking the already unrestful night. Immediately after, many soldiers ran towards the two directions.
Even the two commanders, who were in the tent in the middle of some discussion, came out to check the situation, unaware that danger had already approached.
"What’s that?" On hearing the noise, the two were about to check the newly appeared items underfoot when their faces turned horrified, immediately followed by the dreadful explosion.
"Commander!" With the chargers’ terrified screams, both were engulfed in flames from the blast and flung away, their life or death unknown.
Thunderous bombs appeared chaotically everywhere within the encampment without any reaction time. Amidst the loud explosions echoing, the abandoned village encampment turned into a sea of fire. In panic, soldiers instinctively fled outside, who could spare a moment to consider whether their esteemed commanders were safe?
But Hua Jin didn’t leave just yet, garbed in enemy costumes, she blended into the chaotic soldiers like a ghost, mercilessly reaping these vicious, heartless lives with her weapon. In the blink of an eye, dozens of lives were lost. By the time they realized something was off, they didn’t know how many had fallen, while Hua Jin still weaved through them, moving at a speed people could barely even react to.
"Wala wala..."
Despite the continuous warning cries, more people kept falling. Such a terrifying scene almost scared those who escaped to the bone, instinctively gathering together.
Nothing was there, yet people beside them kept falling down one after another. Nothing was more terrifying than this.
"Wa..."
Someone pointed to a location, but before finishing speaking, their hand instinctively held their neck, comprehension nowhere to be seen in their widened eyes.
Can humans possibly be this fast?
Alas, none could answer for him.
Hua Jin ghosted through the crowd, anyone who discovered her had already made their complaints to King Yan.
"Wala wala..."
In fright, many of the enemy soldiers swung their weapons, even casting mistrustful gazes upon their companions, gathering more closely in an attempt to avoid the slaughter.
Yet, they kept falling; the process lasted nearly a stick of incense, during which except for a fleeting shadow, there was no trace of the murderer.
The unknown is even more terrifying; no one wanted to die.
Continuously wielding one’s weapon was indeed tiring, and after claiming another life, Hua Jin appeared dozens of feet away, watching the terrified soldiers now segmented into several groups, backing against each other as they waved their weapons at the air, as if this could escape the mysterious assassination.
Rotating her wrist, Hua Jin took a deep breath.
Speaking of it, killing is indeed strenuous; exhausting as she was with her astonishing stamina, her wrist ached from the short duration.
Enough with it, the interest had been collected, let’s not play anymore.
Sweeping the field single-handedly wasn’t exactly her style.