Records of Mysterious Things in the Southern Dynasties

Chapter 150: First Battle and Defeat the Enemy

Lord Tu not only greeted the two big monsters, but also threw thunderous fireballs all over the mountain - the mud balls he usually made.

That thing looks dirty, but its power is amazing. If it falls on a crowd, it will blow away any Taoist priests or ghost soldiers.

The number of ghost soldiers was several times that of Taoist priests, and the number of ghost soldiers who were blown away was naturally several times that of Taoist priests.

Lord Tu was also a ruthless man. He threw out all the mud balls he had accumulated for half a year, blowing both sides upside down. The ghost army's offensive was actually stagnant...

At the same time, Ku Bo and Zhui also led a group of bright ghosts to harass the rear of the ghost army.

Although the Minggui people are not very strong in combat, each of them has unique skills and is particularly suitable for creating chaos.

Even Mr. Chen was not idle. He let Wanwan carry him through the enemy camp, holding a soul-catching bell in his mouth and shaking it vigorously. He actually controlled a small group of ghost soldiers and made them kill each other...

The ghost army, which had always been invincible, was in complete chaos.

In mid-air, Cuoduan frowned as he watched, and had to remind Qiangliang who was beating Ren Yuan, "Hurry up, the enemy's reinforcements are coming."

"Hahaha!" Although Ren Yuan's face was bruised and swollen, he said proudly, "Three thousand ghost soldiers were buried here. Let's see how you will explain to the Ghost King when you go back."

This statement hit Qiang Liang's sore spot. He was the last one among the twelve ghost generals. Sending him here this time meant that in the eyes of the superiors, the victory was in their grasp and there was no need to use a butcher knife to kill a chicken.

Therefore, we must not only win this battle, but also win beautifully. Therefore, even if it is a pyrrhic victory, we will still suffer a setback...

He could no longer care about beating Ren Yuan. With a glance of his mind, he found that his army was attacked from both sides and was in chaos. He could not kill Ren Yuan for a while, and his army could not take the hilltop for a while. Without knowing the strength of the enemy's reinforcements, it was better to be safe.

"Let me out." He first said to the wrong person, then spat at Ren Yuan in frustration and said, "I'll let you live one more day!"

"You can only live one more day at most." Ren Yuan would not lose, and he took advantage of the other party's lack of interest in fighting and slashed at Qiang Liang several times. Although he could not break the other party's defense, he could at least save some points...

As soon as the formation was withdrawn, Qiang Liang chopped Ren Yuan with his sword and quickly flew down the mountain to deal with the rats who had sneaked into the camp.

"Let's all retreat." Cuoduan saw the old Taoist's flying sword coming towards him. Not wanting to make himself look like a gangster, he called out to Yan Biegu and Du Bo, then disappeared on the spot.

The flying sword stabbed into nothingness...

However, the next moment, he unexpectedly appeared in front of Su Xiaoxiao. Just as he was about to kill her, he was stunned when he saw her stunning and picturesque appearance.

"Are you Su Xiaoxiao from Jiangnan?" Cuoduan asked.

"Yes." Su Xiaoxiao nodded.

"You are indeed a little girl. I can't bear to kill you. Please stop playing." Cuoduan sighed softly.

"Okay." Su Xiaoxiao tactfully put away her pipa. "Excuse me, who is this gentleman?"

"Alas, I know you, but you don't know me..." Cuoduan said sadly, "You are not allowed to play it tomorrow either."

Seeing Su Xiaoxiao nod, he looked at her deeply again before disappearing into the night sky.

Seeing that the two generals had retreated, how could the two lieutenants dare to fight? After two fierce attacks, they forced A Yao and Master Zhui to retreat, and then immediately retreated down the mountain, blowing the retreat whistle at the same time.

Without Su Xiaoxiao's disruption, the Ghost King's army finally heard the order and immediately retreated down the hill like a tide without any hesitation.

Only then did A Yao finally relax, holding the bone sword upside down, and thanked Lord Na Zhui.

“You’re welcome. It’s the nature of a man of action to help someone in need when seeing injustice…” Lord Tui took a step forward with a smile, and suddenly snapped his fingers to send a fireball towards A Yao.

With a loud bang, a violent explosion instantly swallowed A Yao. But when the smoke and dust cleared, Master Tu only saw an open red oil umbrella.

But it was Su Xiaoxiao who blocked the explosion for A Yao.

"Liar!" A Yao angrily thrust his sword at Lord Tui.

Lord Naxue wanted to take advantage of the chaos to attack A Yao, but he didn't expect that the other party was actually prepared. Seeing that the trick was difficult, the Taoist priest with great magical powers also flew over, and he knew that he couldn't fish in troubled waters. He took a deep look at A Yao, remembered her appearance firmly, and turned into green smoke and flew away.

"Where are you going?!" A Yao was so angry that she wanted to chase him, but Su Xiao Xiao stopped her and said, "Don't chase me. Be careful of traps."

"Yeah." Although A Yao didn't think flexibly, he was willing to listen to advice.

"Let me see quickly, where are you hurt?" Su Xiaoxiao stepped forward to check on A Yao's condition.

"I'm fine." A Yao smiled and said, "I didn't expect that my sister's oil-paper umbrella is actually indestructible."

She saw with her own eyes how Su Xiaoxiao's fragile oil-paper umbrella blocked Yan Biegu's fork and the explosion just now...

"My sister was also very famous back then. It's reasonable for her to have one or two treasures in her hands, right?" Su Xiaoxiao said with a smile.

"Makes sense." A Yao nodded, and then asked, "Sister, how did you expect that person to suddenly turn against me and attack me?"

"Because at this time, the only people who are willing to take the risk to save you are our own people, or people who have big plans for you." Su Xiaoxiao said softly: "Our own people haven't come yet, don't you think I should be on guard?"

"Sister is still very alert." A Yao said admiringly.

"Senior sister, sister, are you okay?" At this time Ren Yuan fell beside the two girls.

"I'm fine, how about you, Yuan?" The elder sister shook her head and asked with concern. As she spoke, she casually connected her broken left arm with her right hand.

"I'm fine too." Su Xiaoxiao sighed softly, thinking that this little girl Ayao really doesn't know how to do it. But it is precisely because she doesn't know how to do it that she is so precious...

"The credit for tonight goes to the two sisters." Ren Yuan was much better than A Yao, never sparing praise without spending any money. "If it weren't for the two of you constantly interfering with the other side's command, we would have lost tonight."

"Don't just praise me, go praise the Taoist priests." Su Xiaoxiao reminded him with a smile: "They are really brave."

"Okay." Seeing that his two sisters were fine, he felt relieved and quickly inspected the battlefield.

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Although the battle successfully repelled the enemy's nighttime offensive, the losses were much greater than those seen with the naked eye during the day. On the hilltop, the bodies of fallen Taoists could be seen everywhere, and there were many seriously injured people waiting for treatment.

They wore rough Taoist robes and fought with their flesh and blood against the fully armored and armed ghost army to the teeth until the end...

"Little uncle."

"Uncle Master."

"Leader." Zhang Jingyi and several less powerful leaders were responsible for leading their families to treat the wounded and clean up the battlefield. When they saw Ren Yuan coming, they hurriedly put down their work to greet him.

"What are the casualties?" Ren Yuan signaled them to go about their own business and there was no need to accompany him.

"According to the general statistics, more than 100 people were killed and more than 400 were seriously injured that night. Fortunately, our Taoist priests are best at healing and saving lives. As long as they are not dead at the time, they can be saved." Zhang Jingyi said with a sad face: "But we can't count on them for tomorrow's battle."

"Yeah." Ren Yuan nodded. The Ghost King's army was indeed more powerful than he had imagined. If he hadn't led the Ming Ghost's people into the trap, the entire army might have been wiped out in one night.

(End of this chapter)