255: Chapter 255 The Real Battlefield

The next afternoon.

Clang, clang, clang—

The sound of weapons clashing echoed through Snowfield Dragon City, and human soldiers began to take action one after another.

Demon sieges had historically been irregular, forcing soldiers to remain on guard at all times, but unexpectedly, they were able to arm themselves in advance this time.

It was said that this was due to intelligence on the demons obtained in advance by the higher-ups.

A commander stood at the very front, conducting pre-battle mobilization.

"Beneath our feet is the territory paved with the blood and sweat of our ancestors!"

"Within our bodies flows the unyielding blood of martial artists!"

"Within our hearts is the unshakeable conviction to protect our homeland and guard our compatriots!"

"..."

"Do we fight!?"

After a brief, dead silence—

"Fight!!!"

A roar like a tidal wave erupted from the depths of millions of throats!

The sound waves converged into tangible ripples that exploded forcefully, as if tearing the clouds in the sky completely to shreds!

It was Shen Xingchen's second time seeing bronze armored soldiers on such a scale; it was like an endless bronze torrent, magnificent to behold.

Every commander and every soldier had determination written all over their faces, ready to push forward fearlessly at the single sound of an order.

What they protected might be their own beliefs, their loved ones, or the countless glowing lights behind them...

Everyone had a reason never to back down, and everyone had the courage to fight to the death.

This was the true reason why Snowfield Dragon City had guarded the north for three hundred years and stood tall without falling.

Shen Xingchen used the faceless mask to change his appearance.

Because if he used his original identity, it would inevitably cause countless troubles on the battlefield, and even draw the gaze of king-rank existences, which would be far too dangerous.

This appearance was temporarily adjusted, still maintaining the image of a handsome youth, but slightly older, looking to be about twenty-five or six.

He put on the same standard combat armor, acting as a member of this bronze torrent. Viewed from afar, there was no difference between him and the other soldiers.

This was the effect Shen Xingchen wanted.

Ideally, even after this battle ended, no one would notice him.

Even if someone really thought he was extraordinary, they would just consider him an ordinary soldier with decent combat power.

...

On the other side of the army—

There were a few squads with very small official headcounts; those were the hunting squads.

Last time, Shen Xingchen had witnessed these people's combat power; every single one of them was an expert in the battlefield capable of taking on a hundred.

As a hunting squad with decent combat power, Fengwu Squad was positioned slightly ahead. Chen Meier stood at the very front, and behind her, aside from An Ran and the others, there were two unfamiliar members.

Shen Xingchen remembered Chen Meier saying that a complete official hunting squad had six members. Those two must have gone to execute a special mission previously, which was why they weren't seen.

Above the city wall—

Chen Tianqu, Commander Meng Yi, Marshal Gu Qinglin... The twelve commanders stood at the edge of the city, clad in golden battle armor.

These experts of the Xiang Realm just stood there, looking like golden banners.

...

"Dong, dong, dong—"

The sound of war drums rang out, and the demons surged out from the north, resembling a black wave.

The array patterns on the city gates began to circulate.

After layers of cumbersome transformations, the stone-built gates slowly opened.

It was Shen Xingchen's first time looking at the demons from this perspective; it was a boundless demonic tide that was almost despair-inducing.

Liu Hero made an encouraging gesture toward Shen Xingchen: "With your strength, you will definitely be able to survive this war, don't be afraid!"

Shen Xingchen just smiled simply.

Not many people knew about his disguise this time, and Liu Hero was one of them.

As for being afraid?

That wasn't the case.

He just felt shocked; so the real human-demon battlefield... looked like this.

Liu Hero continued: "You're young, so no one will blame you. Just follow behind me and find an opportunity to attack isolated little demon brats."

Shen Xingchen waved his hand and said: "Old Liu, you don't need to worry about me. I can handle myself."

Even without borrowing the thunder emperor armor, the combat power he could erupt with was at the seventh-tier level; it was almost impossible for ordinary demons to hurt him.

Fengwu Squad also received a covert mission and would pay extra attention to his side on the battlefield. Even if a ninth-tier came to attack, Fengwu Squad would hold the line, so there was no need to panic at all.

Liu Hero shook his head: "Since you're in our tent, I must look after you."

Shen Xingchen gave a wry smile: "Then let's look out for each other."

Liu Hero laughed: "Your brother here is at the peak of the seventh tier!"

Shen Xingchen and the others walked out of the city gates with the troop, and the expressions of all the soldiers turned solemn at this moment.

They could joke around all they wanted inside the city, but once they reached the battlefield, it was a matter of life and death; everyone had to be responsible for their own lives.

"Let's go!" Liu Hero shouted.

In Shen Xingchen's view, the bronze torrent swarmed forward, fiercely colliding with the black wave.

He had seen such a scene from the city wall before, but this time, he was inside the painting, existing as a tiny "pixel".

...

On the western side of the city wall—

Yu Juezhi looked at the battlefield below, his gaze lingering constantly on Shen Xingchen, and asked the person beside him: "Do we really not need to look after him a bit?"

Jiang Shuo waved his hand and said: "Didn't all of us come up this way?"

True geniuses could always carve a bloody path amidst millions of troops, then forge ahead triumphantly, telling everyone that he was the protagonist of this era!

Yu Juezhi smacked his lips: "When we were young... we weren't this fierce!"

He joined the army at 22, and his realm was only a pitiful sixth tier, yet Shen Xingchen was only 18... Was this the disparity of the world?

Jiang Shuo chuckled: "What can we do? We can only accept getting old."

Yu Juezhi was curious: "How come it feels like you're particularly at ease with that kid?"

Jiang Shuo looked into the distance: "The more one comprehends the power of destiny, the more one can see the threads of the future. Just wait and see, you won't be disappointed."

Yu Juezhi was full of astonishment: "The Authority of Destiny can actually reach this extent!?"

Jiang Shuo smiled slightly, his meaning self-evident.

Yu Juezhi's eyes were filled with yearning: "Then I'll have to watch carefully!"

Jiang Shuo suddenly questioned him: "So when on earth are you going to promote to the king rank? Do you know? Because you cultivate too slowly, as the only king rank, I can only stay stationed in the Northern Territory all the time, and I even have to find someone else to act as a proxy to vent for my daughter!"

Yu Juezhi shrank his neck and said somewhat guiltily: "I'm cultivating..."