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Night fell as dark as ink, deeply enveloping the earth.

Lingyan and Chu Xiyao quietly stood guard on the road that the army was bound to take.

The surroundings were completely silent, with only the occasional rustling sound of the night wind.

The two figures were faintly visible in the darkness, their eyes fixed intently ahead, their expressions extremely focused.

Time passed second by second, each second seemingly stretched out infinitely.

Finally, after waiting for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Chu Xiyao's keen ears caught the subtle sounds of the army's arrival.

He listened intently, afraid of misunderstanding even the slightest detail.

The sky was as black as ink, so dark that one could hardly see their own hand in front of their face, making it difficult to see clearly in the distance with the naked eye.

To ensure everything went perfectly, Chu Xiyao opened his eyes wide and carefully observed what lay ahead.

After confirming that it was indeed the Northern Li garrison, Chu Xiyao nodded slightly to Ling Yan.

Ling Yan nodded slightly, and their eyes met, both seeing the determination in each other's eyes.

At this moment, they held their ultimate weapon tightly in their hands—the bomb.

The materials needed to make the bomb were prepared by Lu Yanqing at Lingyan's request, and she made them during this period of time.

The bomb casing in his hand was cold and hard, exuding a mysterious and dangerous aura in the darkness.

The two men kept their eyes fixed on the approaching army, calculating the best time to throw their projectiles.

As the army drew nearer, they could clearly hear the footsteps of the soldiers, the hoofbeats of their horses, and the clanging of weapons.

These sounds were exceptionally clear in the quiet night.

At this moment, Ling Yan and Chu Xiyao exchanged a glance and then nodded to each other.

Then, the two of them simultaneously used all their strength to throw the bombs in their hands away.

The bomb traced an arc through the air, flying towards the enemy with tremendous force and speed.

Their flight paths, like shooting stars, illuminated the dark night sky.

Ling Yan and Chu Xiyao's eyes followed the bomb intently.

As the bomb flew through the air, it seemed as if even the air itself was being torn apart.

The powerful force caused the surrounding leaves and grass to rustle, as if playing a prelude to the impending explosion.

Finally, the bomb landed.

In an instant, a deafening roar erupted.

Flames shot into the sky, illuminating the entire space.

The powerful shockwave spread outwards, raising clouds of dust and smoke.

Ling Yan and Chu Xiyao were also shaken by the enormous power and took a few steps back.

At this moment, flames shot into the sky, like a ferocious monster opening its blood-red maw.

The intense light stung the eyes, as if it could burn one's very soul.

The Northern Li soldiers, who had been marching in an orderly fashion, were instantly thrown into extreme panic and chaos by this sudden disaster.

The soldiers closest to the explosion's epicenter were swallowed up by the violent force before they could even react.

Their bodies, like fragile pieces of paper, were thrown high into the air by the massive shockwave and then crashed down.

Some people were already mangled and their limbs were broken in mid-air, a truly horrific sight.

The expressions of terror and despair still lingered on their faces.

It was as if, even in the last moments of his life, he could not comprehend this sudden misfortune.

Soldiers who were a little further away, though not immediately blown away, were still knocked to the ground by the powerful blast wave.

They tumbled and rolled about, their weapons scattered on the ground.

Some people were so shocked that they lost their hearing and could only open their mouths in bewilderment, unable to utter a sound.

Some people were burned by the heatwave, their skin turned bright red, and they groaned in pain.

They struggled to stand up, only to find that their bodies seemed to have lost control, their limbs trembling, unable to muster any strength.

The smoke and dust from the explosion billowed out, enveloping the entire battlefield.

The Northern Li soldiers coughed and shouted amidst the smoke and dust, searching for their comrades.

But their voices were drowned out by the incessant roar, sounding so weak and helpless.

Some soldiers were choked by the smoke and could not breathe, their eyes filled with tears, unable to see their surroundings clearly.

They were like children lost in the darkness, their hearts filled with fear and despair.

The ground was littered with shattered armor, weapons, and severed limbs.

The blood stained the earth red, appearing particularly glaring in the firelight.

Those once-mighty Northern Li soldiers are now like ants, struggling desperately in this terrifying explosion, their fates unknown.

The entire battlefield had become a living hell, too terrible to look at.

The Northern Li soldiers were plunged into endless fear after the sudden explosion.

Their eyes were filled with astonishment and panic, as if their souls were being gripped tightly by an invisible giant hand.

The soldiers were ashen-faced, their lips trembling, unable to utter a single coherent sound.

Their bodies were stiff as stone, as if they were frozen in place, unable to move an inch.

The unknown explosive object descended like a demon, filling their hearts with despair.

Some people's legs went weak, and they involuntarily collapsed to the ground, their eyes filled with a surging tide of fear.

They seemed to see death beckoning to them, and the shadow of death loomed over everyone.

They didn't know where this terrifying power came from, nor did they know if it would descend again in the next moment.

Some soldiers shouted frantically and fled in all directions, like headless flies.

They discarded their weapons, forgot their mission, and had only one thought in their minds—to escape this terrible place.

Their steps faltered, and they frequently tripped over debris on the ground, but they immediately struggled to their feet and continued running.

They kept making terrified screams.

"What is this? What is this?"

"Help! What should we do?"

Her voice trembled and shrill, filled with despair and helplessness.

Some soldiers huddled together, shivering.

Their eyes were empty and lifeless, as if they had lost the spark of life.

They prayed silently, hoping that this nightmarish scene would end soon.

Fear permeated the entire battlefield, suffocating everyone.

The Northern Li soldiers were consumed by this unknown fear, their courage shattered and their souls scattered.

Their expressions were contorted, as if they were witnessing the most terrifying sight in the world; the muscles in their faces twitched with extreme fear.

At this moment, they felt as if they were in a dark abyss, with no glimmer of hope in sight.

In this terrifying scene that seemed like the end of the world,

Chu Xiyao's voice, imbued with powerful inner strength, rang out like a resounding bell, instantly piercing through the clamor and chaos of the battlefield.

His voice seemed to possess an invisible power, causing the surrounding air to tremble.

His words reached the ears of every Northern Li soldier with perfect clarity: "You all turn back immediately, and I may spare your lives, otherwise..."

His words were filled with authority and determination, leaving no room for doubt about his resolve.

Upon hearing Chu Xiyao's voice, the terrified Northern Li soldiers immediately stopped their frantic movements.

Their eyes were filled with astonishment and confusion.

Some people hesitated, seemingly considering Chu Xiyao's suggestion; others looked terrified, unsure of what to do.