A master of metaphysics is farming.

Chapter 179 Enemy Troops Arrive

Torches were lit atop the city walls, illuminating the surrounding area.

The soldiers were already hiding behind the wall, aiming their bows and arrows, while the straw man stood beside them, ready to be shot by the enemy soldiers below.

It was only dusk, around 5 PM, but the sky was already as dark as night, and a strong wind was blowing, stirring up clouds of dust.

The soldiers below were a dark mass, without a single torch lit, yet they aimed their arrows upwards.

Xiang He looked down into the distance, where the area was shrouded in yin energy and filled with a heavy odor, causing her to wrinkle her nose.

"call out--"

The first arrow came flying up, but Xiang He pulled over a straw man to block it. Then, arrows continued to come flying upwards.

In this pitch-black darkness, they didn't need to see anything clearly; they could fire accurately without any problems.

Xiang He turned her head to see the arrows clearly. There was a faint yin energy wrapped around the arrowheads. Just as she had guessed, these arrows were not simple either.

At this moment, Pang Long shouted, "Use arrows!"

The soldiers immediately shot arrows dipped in talismanic water downwards, and everyone curiously peeked out.

As the arrow struck the enemy soldier, flames began to flicker and wisps of blue smoke rose from the wound, while the soldier began to howl and make strange noises.

Pang Long watched from the side, and when the long arrow came, he casually cut it in half with his broadsword.

"It seems...it really works."

He glanced at He, who was intently watching the battle below. "General, they haven't gotten close to the formation yet. Someone needs to go down and lure them in."

The enemy soldiers were only three zhang away from the formation, so someone had to go down and lure them over, otherwise all of Xiang He's efforts would be in vain.

"But is there a foolproof plan? This general will not let his soldiers die so easily."

As an arrow flew, Xiang He dodged it by tilting her head, then reached out and caught the arrow in her hand. She gently blew on it, and the yin energy immediately vanished.

He turned the arrow with his fingers, aimed it downwards, and threw it with all his might. It accurately struck one of the men's arms. The man didn't scream or smoke; he simply continued firing arrows.

"Don't worry, General, it will definitely work."

She couldn't guarantee the safety of all the soldiers; the only thing she could do was to subdue them, or better yet, drive them away.

Xiang He met Pang Long's gaze with certainty, an unwavering look that left no room for argument. Pang Long nodded, his jaw clenched.

He turned sideways towards the soldiers behind the city gate, raising his broadsword high, and shouted, "Soldiers! We swear to defend Shuiyun City to the death!"

"We swear to defend Shuiyun City to the death!"

The soldiers were full of ambition and were determined to win, even when facing the immortals.

Among these soldiers, many were quite young, recently recruited, including Xiang Yang.

His eyes were resolute as he stood in the middle of the ranks, gripping his spear tightly. He was only eleven years old, yet he was already ready to fight on the battlefield.

Xiang He felt a pang of worry, but it was his choice, and Xiang He could only respect it.

"Don't worry, young lady. The young master has learned martial arts and will not get into any trouble easily."

Xiang He waved her hand and forced a smile, "Of course it's good that nothing's wrong..."

As the city gates opened, soldiers inside rushed out shouting as arrows rained down from above. Some soldiers were already hit and fell to the ground. Xiang He could do nothing at this moment but keep an eye on the situation below and intervene at the slightest sign of trouble.

Zhu Nan's mission is to protect her and stay close to her side.

Black crows circled and flew overhead, seemingly praying or perhaps foreshadowing the impending battle.

Both sides were shouting, and when the enemy saw the crowd coming out, they immediately charged forward with their weapons raised.

Not far away, when the enemy soldiers stepped into the magic array, the yin energy in their bodies was dispelled, and that yin energy was visible even to the naked eye of ordinary people.

Even though the enemy soldiers at the front were completely wiped out by the Yin energy, the enemy soldiers behind them continued to advance relentlessly.

It seems they received a death order: fight to the death against the enemy.

One after another, enemy soldiers fell to the ground, while some stubborn ones still crawled in the shadows, their heads being severed by our soldiers' longswords.

Xiang He frowned slightly and silently shifted her gaze elsewhere.

The arrow landed right on the familiar Xiangyang, who was being held by the ankle by enemy soldiers. Facing another human face, his raised hand hesitated to fall.

With their hands clenched at their sides, Zhu Nan frowned as she watched, but neither of them made a move.

Although Xiangyang's expression was unclear, it was clear he was hesitant. As the enemy soldier climbed up his legs, Xiangyang thrust his spear down at the man's head...

Whether the courage to make a firm decision is a good thing or a bad thing is hard to say.

Xiang He loosened his clenched fist and breathed a sigh of relief, his gaze shifting to the rear of the enemy ranks. "I wonder if the person controlling them is still there, or if they're hiding among these puppets..."

As she murmured, the yin energy driven out from the enemy soldiers below gradually gathered, slowly forming a huge black curtain, a color even deeper than the night.

Darkness enveloped both sides, and the wind whipped up sand that filled their eyes. The enemy soldiers who had fallen, except for those who had lost their heads, stood up again and continued to advance even though they were being burned by the magic array.

Our soldiers retreated in fear, and Pang Long appeared below on his large horse, shouting, "We swear to defend Shuiyun City to the death!"

Pang Long shouted loudly, severing the enemy soldier's head with his sharp blade, "Charge, soldiers!"

The general's decisive action indeed boosted morale.

The generals were all running at the front, so of course they couldn't be weak.

The two armies clashed fiercely in the battle, and the yin energy above them was still gathering. Xiang He gripped his large umbrella tightly and scanned the enemy troops.

It was unclear where the person behind it was manipulating things, but Xiang He raised the large umbrella and opened it, muttering incantations.

As the yin energy spread out a large, thorny net, Xiang He's words became clear: "In the dark Yellow Springs, those who hear my voice, rise; amidst the falling prayer beads, those who listen to my sound, come... Hurry, hurry, as the law commands!"

He twirled the large umbrella in his hand, his right hand making a hand seal in front of his chest—

The sound stopped, and then thunder roared.

Thunder rumbled and surged in the sky; just as the icy energy pierced the soldiers, the thunder, accompanied by lightning, struck down like sharp spikes—

A bolt of lightning shattered the yin energy on the magic circle, striking the puppets within and causing them to fall to the ground lifeless.

Our soldiers were completely unharmed. Pang Long glanced at the city wall, raised his broadsword, and shouted, "Heaven bless my Great Yu! Long live the Emperor!"

"May Heaven bless my Great Yu! Long live the Emperor!"

A fierce shout erupted below. Xiang He had been scanning the area below until she suddenly saw a glimmer of light. She immediately pulled Zhu Nan over.

"go there!"

Zhu Nan immediately grabbed her arm and flew down from the city wall with her. Black Crow followed immediately.

Seeing two figures descend, Pang Long led his troops to fight the enemy.

The yin energy in the sky dissipated considerably, but there were still enemy soldiers rushing into the formation. After the yin energy was driven out, they slowly condensed again in mid-air.

Zhu Nan led Xiang He forward, and after trampling several heads, one hand grabbed Xiang He's ankle, while the other grabbed Zhu Nan's calf, hitting his wound and pulling them down.

The two were pulled to the ground. Zhu Nan drew his long sword and cut off the hand that was grabbing the other person. He rolled to his feet, grabbed Xiang He's arm, and cut off the other person's hand.

They landed right in the middle of the puppet.