Chapter 7: Palm Strikes the Swift Camel Mountain

  The troops were halfway down the mountain when someone suddenly came to report: "General, Heiji is probably...

  "They've discovered our army's movement and are attacking us from behind!"

  Zhang Hengyu clenched his fist and said: "Grandpa's, their noses are indeed very spiritual. You let the main force withdraw first, I'll lead people to block them!"

  Several generals around her immediately surrounded her and shouted: "General, let me go instead!"

  "Go, go, go! I haven't even got a good fight going on and you're all rushing to get in on the action?"

  Several generals said: "Let's go instead, how can you, General, take risks so lightly?"

  "What kind of nonsense is this? Have I ever hidden in the back during a battle?"

  I heard it clearly. Immediately, I also reacted quickly. Don't look at them saying it lightly, they all understand that this time, no matter who goes, means never coming back again. Although changing from offense to defense will reduce casualties a lot, but in order to cover the retreat of 500,000 troops, holding out until the end must be a fight to the death with the enemy, using up all strength.

  They were arguing and scrambling among themselves, I said calmly: "I think I'll go instead."

  Zhang Hengyu raised his head and said: "You?"

  "I said with a slant of my eyes, 'Do you have an opinion?'"

  "Hmm... nothing." At this moment, they unconditionally trusted me. I was assigned to guard a small path, and Zhang Huntiger naturally had no objections. Being able to reduce the casualties of the troops was a welcome outcome for her. However, it's possible that the girls trusted my abilities too much, not even saying a word of farewell or "take care".

  As I climbed to the top of the southern peak, I saw a string of lights on the northern peak, where a dragon-shaped flame was winding its way along the small path between the two peaks, heading in this direction. They had apparently also felt the tremors on the ground and, although they didn't know what had happened, they sensed that the Flying Phoenix Army was retreating and took the initiative to launch an attack.

  I was suspended in mid-air, and suddenly I had an illusion that the people below seemed tiny like ants. To make them retreat, I casually swung a sword energy - just like cold water poured onto embers, the lanterns on North Peak were extinguished one after another. However, in the vast darkness, they were unaware of my existence. I released several more sword energies, and the Black Armor Army was like a disturbed ant colony, flailing about in disarray. But those dark areas were quickly filled with new torches, and it seemed that they were determined to compete with me, refusing to give up until they reached their goal. The Black Armor Army, which had been blocked, accelerated its pace under the urging of its officers, and the people at the forefront were about to climb up South Peak. I felt a sense of urgency in my heart - now the Flying Phoenix Army had just retreated to the mountain waist, if we allowed the Black Armor Army to attack from behind, it would be disastrous, with no way to advance or retreat, only waiting to be slaughtered.

  I found that my bad luck lies in the darkness. What I need most now is deterrent power, to shake their military morale. However, with this dark and chaotic situation, my several sword auras were met with silence from the enemy, and their vitality did not suffer any losses. My evening aura is strong, but it's like holding a sharp kitchen knife to chop at ants - how many ants can actually be killed by the blade? If it were daytime, at least the enemy soldiers would feel threatened by the power from above and show some restraint. But now, I'm like using a needle to prick a giant who has been anesthetized - he's injured but doesn't feel pain, nor will he die. What's infuriating is that not even fire can be ignited, yet they still charge forward recklessly.

  At this moment, I suddenly felt that the sword energy emitted from my dantian was no longer pure. It was as if a full can of Coke had been sucked dry and was now gurgling in air. I stumbled in mid-air, almost falling over. My face changed color as I bitterly smiled: "A leaky roof encounters continuous rain at night..."

  If I were to put the Black Tide Army on the South Peak, I don't know what kind of severe consequences would ensue. Perhaps I would become a sinner in the eyes of the 'Female' Nation for eternity, or perhaps they wouldn't pursue it further because I am the Sword God. To be honest, I don't care about any of this. What I do care about is those 500,000 living lives, most of whom are still young girls in their prime. And if these 500,000 Flying Wind Army were to perish under my mother's watchful eye, would she collapse from the blow?

  My heart was filled with a sense of desolation, and I unwillingly flew around the southern peak in a circle. Between the two peaks, I saw the Black Geese army lined up in a long row. Suddenly, I slapped my forehead - to avoid being washed away, just turn off the faucet! Why wait until the water overflows before going to mop the floor? This should be something that anyone with normal intelligence could think of... I have to admit, since becoming the Sword God, my brain hasn't been working too well (actually, it's mainly because the plot requires it). And probably also because I haven't slept in a few days...

  I stood at the center of the North and South Peaks, raised one palm high, and chopped down desperately on the small path between the two peaks. I didn't know if the remaining sword energy was enough to cut off the mountain road, so I used all my strength in this blow!

  "Shhua——" accompanied by a long, drawn-out sound, a bright sword aura slowly crept towards the gap in the middle of Nanbei Peak, like a soft-bodied creature. I watched as it slowly cut into the mountain body and then disappeared without a trace. However, unlike when I chopped at Nan Peak earlier, Lüe Mountain didn't change at all, not even a single small stone fell down. My heart completely cooled down, it seems that the sword aura was indeed insufficient, the plan has failed!

  Just as I was losing my soul, I heard the sound of "ga la, ga la ga la, ga la la la" coming from the opposite side. This voice had a strong sense of rhythm and foreboding, just like an object about to split open. At first, I thought it was an illusion, because the camel mountain in front of me remained motionless. I stared intently, but it still didn't move...

  Cough, the above is just a joke. In fact: After the sword energy disappeared for a moment, a crack appeared in the middle of the two humps of Camel Mountain. With a loud cracking sound, the crack slid down from top to bottom like a flying snake, and instantly reached the foot of the mountain. The first soldier of Black Geese had just stepped between the two peaks when a loud crash sounded, and the ridge of Camel Mountain split in half. A part of the original mountain body was shaken into fist-sized stones by my sword energy, pouring down to the foot of the mountain with a rustling sound, forming another stone mountain!

  From then on, Camel Mountain was split into two completely independent mountains by me, with a distance of about ten or more zhang between the two mountains...

  Just then, at the foot of the two mountains, a large dust storm suddenly rose, and a team of horses with a large phoenix flag came galloping, led by a female general in golden helmet and armor - it was Old Mother.

  The subsequent plot has been thought about for a long time. Mainly, some difficult problems appeared temporarily, so only this much was written until now. However, splitting the mountain to open a new chapter also makes sense. If nothing unexpected happens, tomorrow's update will exceed 10,000 words.