Before that, a sharp, provocative piano note seemed to ring out, like a flash of lightning across the sky, swift and brief.

Apart from Pei Shijiu and the three sorcerers, no one else noticed the commotion.

Behind those soldiers who were running wildly, more and more soldiers followed, also in a state of panic, as if they had encountered something terrible. Their steps were unsteady and disordered, their hair was disheveled, and they were absent-minded.

"Oh no, the camp has been rioted!" Pei Shijiu said in a deep voice.

An explosion at a camp is a very serious matter.

In the absence of external invasion or combat, soldiers suddenly fall into collective panic, deserting or killing each other, and this phenomenon spreads to more and more soldiers. This is known as the "camp rioting" phenomenon. It usually occurs when soldiers are besieged and lack food and water. At such times, soldiers are under high tension and their nerves are fragile. The slightest disturbance, such as a clap of thunder or a shout, can cause the camp to riot.

Once people's hearts are in chaos, things can get out of control and lead to unimaginable consequences.

According to the letter, a disturbance had occurred here a few days ago, but the large number of soldiers were able to maintain a stable order, which shows that the commander and several other generals played a crucial role.

But today's situation is clearly not good.

As many soldiers and tents responded, more and more soldiers ran out, shouting and yelling. Some rolled on the ground, some fought, and some bit each other, their eyes red, showing their bestial and brutal side.

"Judging from this situation, it seems difficult to control," Qingsong said worriedly.

"Why would the camp be in turmoil for no reason? We're eating, drinking, and sleeping well, and there's no enemy invasion. The general is strict but also enlightened," another attendant said, puzzled.

Pei Shijiu narrowed his eyes.

Although the reason is unclear at the moment, it must be related to the discomfort I felt when I arrived here. It was invisible and colorless, yet it existed all over my body.

Now, due to habit, that feeling has gradually disappeared, just like how one becomes accustomed to a room and no longer notices its stench.

But it must still be there.

Pei Qingrong and several generals, along with their capable subordinates, employed various appeasement tactics. While these efforts alleviated the deteriorating situation to some extent, the situation continued to spread like a plague, and the predictable and terrible consequences were inevitable.

Some soldiers even attacked their commander.

This shows that they have completely lost their minds, and even the most intimidating generals cannot maintain the slightest bit of awe in their presence.

At this moment, the gray-robed sorcerer stepped forward.

"Second Prince, the reason for this phenomenon is that there are sorcerers causing trouble nearby."

"How to say?"

"Your Highness, look, there is a thin layer of mist in the air, almost invisible. This mist contains some unclean things. When it enters a person's body, it compresses their blood and qi, causing an indescribable pressure, leading to mental tension, suffocation, and a weaker will than usual."

"The spread of this fog is due to the sorcerer's manipulation. Now the soldiers in the entire camp are being disturbed by this fog. If it goes on for too long, even the commander will not be able to stay fully conscious, and we don't know what he might do."

Pei Shijiu then noticed the faint mist. He stretched out his finger to sense it and felt a slight dampness.

Previously, Qiao Lian'er had performed a spatial relocation, which also protected the camp in Tianhe Prefecture.

If it weren't for the limited space, those sorcerers would have had absolutely no room to perform their magic.

“It’s time for you to step up,” he said.

These three sorcerers were carefully recruited by him, and they were rare and highly skilled sorcerers. As long as they didn't face Huo Xiu, he was 70-80% confident of victory.

"Don't worry, Second Prince. We don't have much ability, but we can still control this situation."

The three sorcerers moved swiftly, forming a battle formation, their wide robes billowing, their hands raised to their chests as they chanted incantations.

The weather, which had been gloomy and overcast, suddenly dispersed to the horizon, revealing a blue sky and a sun. The world suddenly brightened, and the temperature in the air rose.

The black-robed sorcerer sprinkled a handful of powder into the air.

The fog was evaporating and disappearing, and the discomfort and tension were also fading. My blood was no longer stagnant, my breathing was smooth, and the pressure I felt in my chest was gone.

Only then did everyone realize that they had automatically adapted to that feeling while they were there, and only when they were completely relieved and relaxed did they realize the difference.

If they were to live in such an environment every day, like the soldiers stationed in Tianhe Prefecture, their spirits would become increasingly tense until they were completely stretched to the limit. Under external provocations and stimulation, they might suddenly go crazy and lose control.

The attendants were still shaken by the thought of such consequences.

The soldiers who had been running wildly stopped, and the fighting and shouting ceased. They looked around blankly, completely unaware of what had happened.

It's like being pulled out of an unreal dream.

Pei Qingrong and the other generals looked at each other in bewilderment. A few days ago, this thorny situation suddenly occurred and became increasingly serious. They tried everything to no avail, but now everything had suddenly returned to normal.

They had absolutely no idea what was going on.

Seeing the Second Prince Pei appear in the distance with a group of people, some of whom were dressed rather strangely, they immediately guessed that the Second Prince Pei must have saved the situation.

“Those sorcerers should be nearby. Kill them all,” Pei Shijiu said coldly.

Since we can suppress their power, taking their lives should not be a problem.

"Yes," the three sorcerers replied.

They mounted their horses and galloped towards a mountain not far away.

Pei Qingrong arrived and, knowing it was the work of the Five Elements sorcerer, they were all astonished.

No wonder so many doctors, even sorcerers and sorcerers, couldn't find the root cause.

It turns out to be a more hidden, reclusive master who was causing trouble in the shadows.

"Why did they do this, and who ordered them to do it?" Pei Qingrong asked angrily.

"We haven't found out who's behind this yet, so we have no way of knowing the reason. Anyway, they're up to no good. It's hard to guard against such tricks. I'll take care of all those sorcerers to prevent future troubles."

Half an hour later, several sorcerers returned, each carrying a head in their hands.

Of course, they didn't kill them all; they spared one life.

With the matter resolved, Pei Shijiu took the prisoner back to the capital.

In the past two days, a rumor has been circulating in the palace that the emperor is feeling unwell, with symptoms such as dizziness, vomiting, and abdominal pain.

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