Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery-Chapter 393 - 351 Are You Going to Run Away
393: Chapter 351: Are You Going to Run Away?
393 -351: Are You Going to Run Away?
Hum!
The Taiqing Flying Sword vibrated in front of Jiang Ding, very displeased.
“Another one trying to scare me.”
Jiang Ding snorted lightly.
Concealing his figure, he had no trouble catching up to Xia Houding and the others ahead, who were still clustered together, making their way toward the direction of Jin Lingfeng’s Third Army Group…
“It seems they’re not convinced…
perfect.”
Jiang Ding watched their movements from the corner of his eye.
Linking with Jin Chengkong’s First Group Army.
“Your Excellency, the Commander-in-Chief!”
Jin Chengkong saluted, his face alight with joy.
Their first victory in many years had brought tremendous encouragement to the entire Group Army. frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓
“I need reinforcements.
Assuming the West Desert Boundary Formation has its basic defensive power, how many troops can you give me?”
Jiang Ding inquired.
“All of them!”
Jin Chengkong’s expression turned serious: “Here at the West Desert Boundary Formation, just leave me with one division, ten thousand men, and the three spare fourth-class Array Master avatars.”
“Everything has been arranged for you, ready to depart at any time.”
“Then let’s set off immediately, to join the Third Army Group as quickly as possible.”
Jiang Ding ordered.
“Yes!”
…
Compared with the high morale at the Boundary Formation, the atmosphere among the Foundation-building cultivators surrounding Xiahou Daozi in the sky was quite gloomy, with many of them wearing dark expressions filled with dissatisfaction and panic.
In just over a dozen breaths’ time, more than half of the army attacking the West Desert Boundary Formation had perished.
If it weren’t for the fact that they were composed of Foundation-building cultivators with stable Dao hearts and had restrictions in place, they might have already collapsed in morale.
“Greetings to Xiahou Daozi!”
The only good news was that seven out of the eighteen true disciples who had followed Li Han to the battlefield had survived.
They had brought their subordinates to join this group, their faces filled with unease.
The battlefield was vast, and as they fled in all directions, some were bound to be lucky enough to survive.
The strength of the Golden Pill had once again increased to thirty.
They had no choice but to come.
With the Spirit Soul Restrictions and the Soul Lamp in the hands of the Xuanwu Substitute Daoist, to not come meant certain death.
“Surviving an encounter with the Dari Swordsman is already a formidable feat.”
“It’s all Li Han’s fault.
Not only are you blameless, but you’ve even merited commendation.”
Xia Houding comforted them sternly yet kindly, allowing the seven returned true disciples to ease their minds.
“Daozi, are we not returning to the East Sea?”
On the other side, a true disciple of the Golden Light Palace, urged by many fellow Taoist disciples, asked with trepidation.
They were truly frightened of being killed.
“Return to the East Sea?”
“Are you all afraid to fight?”
Xia Houding’s brow furrowed, his tone cold: “The defeat earlier was merely a loss of the Star Boundary Formation.
With us possessing thirty Golden Pills, do you really think we should fear a mere million mortals cultivating Qi?”
“Dare not.”
The true disciple of the Golden Light Palace tightened his face and bowed before retreating.
The restlessness and brutality within the hearts of many Xuanwu Heavenly Palace Foundation-building cultivators suddenly soared, then subsided, their faces gloomy, not knowing where to look.
The mood was extremely oppressive.
If it were not for the Divine Soul Restrictions, it’s likely that a rebellion would’ve started right then, with no further regard for orders, as cultivators tend always to be so unruly and rebellious.
“Hehe!”
“My fellow disciples, this is an order from the elders within the Heavenly Palace, so don’t blame me for this.”
Xia Houding sneered inwardly but softened his expression outwardly, soothingly saying: “I’ll decide this.
If we can break through the West Desert Boundary Formation this time, the merit for everyone here will double, how about it?”
After all, with so many true disciples and students dead, these things were not scarce.
“Thank you, Daozi!”
The many true disciples of the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace bowed, their expressions slightly improved.
Otherwise, what could they do?
With both sides heading on their way, the speed of the Foundation-building cultivators was extremely fast, and soon, they had entered within a hundred kilometers of the Third Army Group.
Dust and smoke billowed on the horizon, the roaring sound of engines clearly audible.
“No need to hide, just charge straight in…”
Xia Houding commanded.
Thirty Golden Pill combatants, this was a force capable of obliterating heavens and earth, and as long as they could guard against the enemy’s third-order strategic nuclear weapons, they would be able to flatten the opposition with ease.
Of course, if it weren’t for unnecessary reasons, it would still be better to remain hidden, one can never have too many advantages.
Whoosh!
Whoosh whoosh!
Indeed, even merely approaching within a distance of eighty plus kilometers, a torrent of armor piercing bullets came killing their way, the bullets shone with spiritual light, each imbued with various magics, serious enough for any Foundation-building cultivator and Golden Pill Monk to pay close attention to.
“Evade.”
Xia Houding uttered two words without placing much importance on them.
“Yes!”
All the Foundation-building cultivators responded in unison.
While maintaining the battle formation, each of them streaked through the air with escape lights, effortlessly dodging the torrent of armor piercing bullets.
Boom!
After flying for another stretch of time, the groups of armor piercing bullets explosively detonated, shattering both the sky and the earth, but not a single Foundation-building cultivator was injured, to the point where not even the purpose of exhausting mana was achieved.
The interference range of tank bullets is thirty kilometers!
Beyond this distance, it is completely impossible to track, they can only be used like ordinary artillery, posing too little threat to Foundation-building cultivators.
“No need to probe any further.”
Jiang Ding, concealed not far away, sighed and issued a new order.
“Jiang Ding, I’m really scared,”
Jin Lingfeng called out the name, nervously saying, “Just a dozen or so Golden Pill combatants charging through gunfire into the Group Army would be completely unstoppable by us.”
“It’s just our end, after all.”
“After all, it’s only our consciousness being invested into the Tai Xu Fantasy Realm.”
An Siyan’s voice appeared beside their ears, murmuring, “If we’re finished, you’ll be besieged.
With so many Golden Pills, perhaps you should leave?”
“No one will know.”
“Thanks, no need,”
Jiang Ding let out a light chuckle.
At this moment, forty plus kilometers away from the Group Army, Xia Houding’s troops stopped near a small mountain at a neither close nor distant range, closed their eyes to rest and recuperate, quietly waiting.
They seemed not to worry about the enemy not catching up.
“Is there a problem with this small mountain?”
Jiang Ding muttered to himself.
But he had no intention of personally investigating.
Whoosh, whoosh whoosh!
In the sky, more than three hundred thousand armor piercing bullets came attacking, drawing streaks of white traces across the sky, with the shrill sound of breaking the air incessantly rising and falling.
“Humph!”
Xia Houding coldly chuckled, giving way.
Boom!
One after another, the bullets bombarded the small mountain, with gun smoke filling the air and amidst the earth-shaking explosions, countless earth and rocks were scattered, not only shattering the small mountain but also blasting a huge pit into the ground.
“There’s really nothing hidden.”
Jiang Ding frowned, “He must have a purpose for stopping here, even though I don’t know what it is.”
“Stop now, we’re not in a hurry, let’s wait for the First Group Army to arrive, it would be even better.”
“Yes!”
Jin Lingfeng’s Third Army Group, which had been madly traveling for more than a hundred kilometers, came to a halt.
In the rear, the First Group Army accelerated its pace to catch up.
In at most a half-hour, they would be able to reach this place, greatly increasing their chances of winning.
“Figured it out, have you?”
Xia Houding sighed in his heart.
Leading his Foundation-building subordinates, he initiated an attack towards the stationary Third Army Group.
In practically just three or four breaths, he had already broken through into the thirty-kilometer range.
Furthermore, his speed suddenly surged without any concealment.
Thirty-one Golden Pill level escape lights burst forth, carrying a sky full of killing intent as they charged toward the middle of the large army!
Boom!
Boom boom!
“Fire!”
“Fire!”
“…”
At the same time, Jin Lingfeng’s urgent command was issued.
The Third Army Group’s more than three hundred thousand tanks roared, desperately firing one armor piercing bullet after another at the Golden Pill combatants in the sky, intending to slow their pace.
