Mountain Patrol Military Officer-Chapter 408 - 332: I Lead Troops to Suppress the Rebellion, What Wrong Have I Done? (Seeking Monthly Ticket)

Chapter 408: Chapter 332: I Lead Troops to Suppress the Rebellion, What Wrong Have I Done? (Seeking Monthly Ticket)

"Kill!"

Cold light tears through the smoke.

"Xi Lu Lu"

Horses whinny alarmingly, breaking the peace of Southern City.

The earth shakes, hooves thunder, treading on the melted snow of the streets, splashing icy-cold blood and frosty sparks.

Suddenly visible, within this part of the world in Southern City, six streams of iron-armored cavalry raised their hooves high, charging through the smoke, carrying fluttering military flags, bursting into the chaotic Government Army at that moment.

In an instant, the clash of iron armors, the ringing of swords and shouting of men like drums, horseshoes piercing with shrill, lengthy cries, akin to six sharp knives stabbing into the Heavenly Army’s formation, iron, blood, and flames intertwined, creating a tremendously shocking scene.

Meanwhile,

"Boom"

Above the space over the Central Army in the distance, a thunderous roar resounds.

High above, a Three-pointed Two-blade Spear slashes directly towards the "Round Mirror" high up in the sky, the spear’s tip reaching the mirror’s surface, where the spear’s tip produced radiant golden flames, while the surface of the mirror rolled like watery light.

Then, the mirror, pressed by the long spear, dropped straight down, like a falling moon disk, creating ripples in the void.

The next second, that round mirror crashed about two or three miles away into a majestic carriage.

The carriage, crafted entirely from black wood with a metallic luster, more durable than metal, bore carvings of various majestic or fierce Exotic Beasts. Their textures shone with Spirit Light, vivid as if they could break free at any moment.

Pulling the carriage were eight divine creatures with shimmering silver fur, dual horns on their heads, and lion-like heads on horse bodies, their snorts thunderous, weaving white breaths mingled with strands of lightning, displaying extraordinary majesty and demeanor.

The "Round Mirror", like a moon wheel, falls directly onto the carriage, with a loud bang, shattering it instantly, and from it, a figure flew out!

The eight divine beasts pulling the carriage roared together, and then their bodies suddenly exploded with dazzling silver lightning; the lightning connected, and these eight beasts underwent an unbelievable transformation. They fused bizarrely, growing in size against the wind, turning into a magnificent creature a few meters tall, with eight lion heads and a body ablaze with brilliant lightning, a terrifying aura surged from it, tumultuous like the raging Rivers.

Many powerhouses in the high skies twitched at the sight of this creature.

Normally, the more Demon Skulls a creature has, the more extraordinary it is. This beast with eight heads is unique among exotic species, its potential for growth possibly comparable to certain ancient fierce spirits. From that terrifying aura akin to that of Martial Vault, one could glimpse a few clues.

As this ancient exotic species underwent transformation, the figure burst from the carriage emerged in full form.

Wearing Golden Helmet and Linked Armor, holding a Mysterious Light Mirror, face pale and beardless, with a gallant appearance, and eyes fierce like peerless weapons, sending chills across the snow-covered landscape across from him.

Across in void space, a green-clothed figure stands above the horizon, with the golden light-protected Three-pointed Two-blade Spear shrinking, swiftly swept back and forth by its hand.

In the whirring wind and snow, a silver light flickers across his chest. Quickly, Silver Armor drapes over him, a red blaze flutters behind him in the wind, turning into a streaming light cape. A golden vertical eye between his brows shimmers with immense heavenly might, indifferently observing the golden-armored figure atop the eight Thunder Lions.

The world fills with an atmosphere of severe killing, the wind and snow rumbling more fiercely.

Everyone watches this scene with utmost intensity, some with hearts skipping beats.

And the golden-armored figure on the eight Thunder Lions speaks now, his eyes sharp like divine weapons squinting slightly, his voice obscure,

"Chen Yuan, once a lowly soldier under White Emperor City in Jiannan Road, unremarkable for years, suddenly achieved fame a few months ago, broke through Heavenly Pass, became Colonel, slew Demons, amassed tremendous Battle Merits, advanced invincibly, broke through Martial Vault, and took charge in Jinguan."

"The Court has long heard of you, highly favoring esteemed meritorious officials like yourself."

Speaking thus, the golden-armored figure’s voice paused, a golden scroll flying out from under his chain sleeves, held horizontally in his hand with a hint of coldness:

"This was a decree of reward intended for you from the Court, but it seems it’s no longer necessary to read it."

"You missed your chance!"

The golden-armored figure stated indifferently, shaking his head.

From afar, Chen Yuan watched the imperial decree the other held in one hand, his gaze flickering with irony, chuckling lightly, raising an eyebrow,

"I assume you must be Demon Suppression Envoy Lord Zhong."

"Lord Zhong, I don’t understand what you mean."

"You say I am a meritorious officer, yet you claim I am leading a rebellion, beseeching the Heavenly Petition against me too, wasn’t it Lord Zhong who sent people to ask me to personally welcome them?"

"Are you playing games with me?"

Chen Yuan’s response came like a supremely arrogant antagonist, his tone boastful and carrying laughter, but towards the end, his tone shifted, his gaze slanting with disdain.

With those words, from afar, the golden-armored Demon Suppression Envoy Zhongli’s skin twitched, his eyes darkened, a dangerous aura rippling out from within him causing the surrounding void to distort, and the wind and snow to stagnate. His eight Thunder Lions, with fierce gazes, emitted fierce roars, their feet resembling bird claws scrabbling in the void.

Shortly after, several angry, harsh reprimands exploded in the void.

"Ninth Mountain’s Colonel, how dare you?"

"Is this your reception? This is clearly leading troops in rebellion."

"Order your men to stop, do you want to see rivers of blood? Do you want to see this city perish with your reckless ignorance?"

Three figures darted over and landed beside the Demon Suppression Envoy.

One with a face dark as indigo, bulging eyes, and a bearded face, his body scorched black, skin on his body rapidly peeling away, revealing crimson flesh underneath, turning him terrifyingly fierce, eyes seeming to emit fire.

This man is the Huangfu Family’s Martial Vault who was doused head-on by the golden Fire River; he didn’t die but his skin was severely peeled off.

The other two, one had a faint metallic luster to his skin, a body one zhang and six chi tall, eyes like copper bells, face as red as cinnabar, a body filled with explosive power; the other held a golden ruler, dressed in the attire of a Confucian General with a pale face, a beard a chi long under his chin, and slightly stern eyes.

They are the Martial Vaults respectively from the Gongyang and Meng families!

Against the indifference of the Demon Suppression Envoy Zhongli, these three family Martial Vaults seemed rather desperate.

Together they were no match for the Ninth Mountain’s Colonel, each one injured by him, and most importantly, almost all the troops belonged to the private soldiers of the three families. At present, they are being swiftly reduced by Chen Yuan and his accompanying government soldiers. This situation made the three Martial Vaults furious, itching to tear Chen Yuan into pieces, yet also frightened by Chen Yuan’s startling strength, could only shout angrily, ultimately falling beside Demon Suppression Envoy Zhongli.

Internally, they were also furiously annoyed; they had all agreed previously, once they reached Shu, the three families would re-arrange their power distribution, especially against this locally renowned Ninth Colonel, originally intended to crush his prestige. Unexpectedly, this Colonel dared to openly lead troops against them, even massacring their soldiers.

On what basis?

How dare he?

They couldn’t fathom it at all.

This was beyond their plans!

Fury and indignation surged within them, instigating a violent killing intent.

Three families conspiring over Shu wasn’t simply their presence alone, the hundred and thousands of soldiers were not just simple numbers; this Colonel from the Ninth Mountain had no idea of the immensity of heaven and earth.

Moreover, there was also the Demon Suppression Envoy Zhongli pushed forward by the three families!

The opponent was a peak master of Martial Arts Perfection!

At this moment, facing the overwhelming pressure of these four Martial Vaults together, the sky darkened, and the air thickened.

Across the sky, Chen Yuan shook the long spear in his hand, and with a flash of light in his other hand, a human head fell into his grip, its neck broken, flesh gruesomely wriggling, eyes filled with panic.

"Big brother!"

"Lord Zhong!"

"Save me."

The decapitated head cried out urgently.

It was none other than the Vanguard Army’s Main General Gongyang Jianshan, who previously possessed a dignified authority, now pitifully pleading.

Chen Yuan glanced down, gave the man a look, then lifted his eyelids, addressing the furiously approaching four Martial Vaults word by word:

"This person disobeyed military orders, failed his duties, yet occupied the key positions of my Shu land; the government soldiers suppressing the rebels is the proper course."

"So to say, I was merely leading the troops to suppress the rebellion!"

"What wrong is there?"

Chen Yuan spoke, tossing the head towards them; it whistled through the air.

The thrown Gongyang Jianshan felt a moment of joy, thinking he could escape doom.

But in the next second, he felt intense pain in his head.

Then he let out a miserable scream.

"Boom"

The head exploded mid-air.

This scene, along with Chen Yuan’s "What wrong is there?" deeply stabbed into the eyes and ears of the four opposing Martial Vaults, causing their brows to twitch and subsequently their overwhelming qi burst forth.

While Chen Yuan could have dealt less drastically, the blame could only fall on this man for provoking someone dear to him.

He would never naïvely believe that troubles would disappear simply by stepping back.

Huff!

He exhaled lightly.

The wind and snow between heaven and earth suddenly changed,

a streak of thunderous noise erupted.

A gigantic Dharma Form ascended shaking the heavens.

"Clang"

"Clang"

"Clang"

Several clear ringing sounds followed.

Thunder Sound Dharma Form activated.

Meanwhile, a dragon and phoenix roared resonating between heaven and earth.