I am Master Maoshan

When the first round of shells landed, the camp was instantly reduced to ashes. The surrounding soldiers were shattered by the shock wave, and those who were farther away were also shaken to the ground, and had no idea where the shells came from.

"Where is the general? How is the general?" A general from the Platinum Divine Realm anxiously grabbed a centurion, his voice trembling and his eyes full of anxiety, obviously realizing the seriousness of the artillery attack.

"I don't know. The first round of artillery attack was centered on the general's tent. It was hit the hardest and no one dared to get close." The centurion replied in a dusty face, with fear and helplessness on his face.

His clothes were soaked with dust and sweat, and it was obvious that he had just experienced a life-and-death ordeal.

"Hurry up, organize a group of people to follow me in to find the general. Anyone who disobeys orders will be subject to military law!" the general ordered sternly.

Although the centurion looked reluctant, he did not dare to disobey the order, so he had to bite the bullet and gather some soldiers, and followed the general to the center of the military camp. Although the bombardment had ended, the air was still filled with a strong smell of gunpowder, and the ground was covered with charred craters and scattered weapon fragments.

When they finally arrived at the location of the general's tent, they were completely stunned by the scene before them. The original magnificent tent had disappeared, replaced by several huge bomb craters with a diameter of several hundred meters, as if the earth had been torn apart. The fragments of the tent had long disappeared without a trace, and even the surrounding trees and buildings were razed to the ground.

"This...how is this possible?" The centurion muttered to himself, his eyes full of disbelief.

The general's face became extremely solemn. He looked around, trying to find any clues about the general, but everything in front of them made them feel desperate. Not to mention finding the general, even the remains of the tent were nowhere to be found.

"Keep looking! We must find the general no matter what!" The general gritted his teeth and gave the order. Although he knew the hope was slim, he was still unwilling to give up.

The soldiers dispersed and began to search among the ruins, but everyone knew in their hearts that this artillery attack had completely changed the situation of the war.

At this moment, a rumbling sound was heard, which was obviously the sound of a large number of cavalry charging. At this time, there were still such a large number of cavalry. It was obvious that they were not their own people.

Sure enough, when the general looked up, he saw a red torrent that had broken through the enemy's defenses and was rushing towards the core area of ​​the military camp.

"General, what...what should we do?" the centurion asked in a low voice, with a hint of despair in his voice.

The general was silent for a moment, and finally took a deep breath, "There is no other way. We will die whether we fight or not! Everyone, organize defense immediately and prepare for battle!"

The soldiers heard the order and began to regroup. Although they had just experienced the impact of the artillery attack, they knew at this moment that only by fighting to the death could they fight for a glimmer of hope.

However, the red torrent was unstoppable, and the sound of their horses' hooves was getting closer and closer, as if the horn of death was approaching. The general stood in the ruins, looking at the enemy troops approaching in the distance, and silently prayed for a miracle.

At this time, the defenders of Nanjiang City were also confused. Although they all fantasized that there would be a divine soldier coming down from the sky to rescue them, everyone knew that this was impossible. Even if other cities could gather a certain amount of troops, it would take a long time. This hope was too slim.

On the city wall, the soldiers held their weapons tightly, staring at the distant horizon, with both hope and despair in their hearts. They had been holding out for a long time, and the food and grass in the city were almost exhausted, and there were few arrows left. The cracks on the city wall continued to expand under the fierce attack of the enemy. Everyone knew that if there was no reinforcement, Nanjiang City would fall today.

"Is this the Jihuo Army?" General Nie Yun of Zhennan asked with a confused look on his face.

There was a hint of disbelief in his voice, and his eyes were fixed on the army that suddenly appeared in the distance. On the distant skyline, a huge red torrent was approaching rapidly, with flags fluttering in the wind. The familiar fire emblem was the symbol of the Extreme Fire Army.

The military advisor Chu Liuying next to him was also confused. Looking at the flags, it was indeed the Jihuo Army, but the number of people was only 300,000. If he remembered correctly, the Jihuo Army only had 50,000 people.

Moreover, I have never heard of such fierce firepower in the Extreme Fire Army. Chu Liuying's eyes swept across the battlefield in the distance, looking at the shell craters that were about a hundred feet wide. Even the cannons on the warships of the Donglai Port Navy did not have such power.

Chu Liuying was deeply shocked. This kind of firepower was far beyond his understanding. If they had this kind of cannon, the enemy would definitely not be able to trap them.

There is another most crucial point. As we all know, the Extreme Fire Army cannot appear without the order of the God King. Could it be that the old God King has returned? Chu Liuying's heart suddenly surged with an indescribable excitement. The old God King has been missing for many years, and the Sky Fire Divine Realm has also fallen into turmoil. The return of the old God King will inevitably lead the Sky Fire Divine Realm to glory again.

Nie Yun stood on the city wall, looking at the Jihuo Army in the distance with complicated eyes. He had both hope and worry in his heart. The appearance of the Jihuo Army was undoubtedly their savior, but such a large army and powerful firepower made him feel a little uneasy.

"Isn't the appearance of this Extreme Fire Army too strange?" General Nie Yun asked in a low voice.

Chu Liuying was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "No matter what their purpose is, at least we can be sure that they are our own people. After all, the commander's tent of the Platinum Divine Realm military camp was bombed by them."

Nie Yun nodded, took a deep breath, and then ordered: "All troops on alert, prepare to welcome reinforcements!"

As the order was issued, the defenders of Nanjiang City moved quickly. The soldiers on the city wall held their weapons tightly and stared at the Jihuo Army approaching rapidly from a distance. Liu Jun only had 300,000 elite soldiers, while the enemy had 3 million soldiers. According to common sense, with such a huge disparity in strength, victory was almost impossible.

Although the enemy's 3 million troops were huge, their deployment was disorganized. They were scattered around Nanjiang City and lacked effective communication and coordination. Even more fatal was that their command system was completely paralyzed during the artillery attack. This turned the seemingly invincible enemy army into a mess, unable to form effective combat power.

However, Liu Jun was not in a hurry to enter the city. Instead, after escorting Xu Baoer to the city gate, he led the Jihuo Army and the Liehuo Army to charge back and forth among the enemy troops.

After fighting for a full hour, when all the weapons were broken, Liu Jun led the tired but still high-spirited soldiers into Nanjiang City.

General Nie Yun, the Zhennan general, and military advisor Chu Liuying had already led all the generals to welcome them at the city gate.

They were all excited. When Liu Jun appeared in their sight, they all saluted and shouted, "We bow to His Majesty the Divine King!"

"Where is the chief steward of the Palace of the Divine King now?" Liu Jun asked hurriedly after waving his hand to signal everyone to stand up.

"Your Majesty, please follow me." Nie Yun led the way and brought Liu Jun to the courtyard in the City Lord's Mansion.

The courtyard was still full of people, and they all saluted when they saw Liu Jun. Liu Jun waved and walked straight to the door, took a deep breath, and pushed the door open.

Xu Baoer was already treating the butler. She had a frown on her face. It was obvious that the butler's injury was very troublesome for her.

Liu Jun didn't say anything, but just stood there quietly until Xu Baoer let go of her hand that was taking the steward's pulse, then he took a few steps forward.

"Baoer, how is it?" There was a hint of urgency in Liu Jun's voice.

Xu Baoer raised her head, a complicated look flashed in her eyes, "Brother Liu, the chief steward's injuries are much more serious than I expected. Her internal organs are severely damaged, her meridians are broken, and her spiritual power is scattered. If it is not treated in time, I am afraid..."

Liu Jun's expression instantly became serious, with a hint of anxiety and uneasiness in his eyes: "Is there any way to save her?"

Xu Baoer frowned slightly, with a complicated look in her eyes. After pondering for a moment, as if weighing something, she slowly said, "Yes, there is, but it requires a variety of very precious medicinal herbs. But these medicinal herbs are extremely rare, and I don't have them here, I'm afraid..."

Liu Jun interrupted her without hesitation, his tone was firm and unquestionable: "It's okay, just tell me, I'll figure out the rest."

Xu Baoer glanced at Liu Jun, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, but she quickly regained her composure. Then she took a deep breath and slowly read out a long list of names of herbs: "Thousand-year-old Ganoderma Lucidum, Nine-turn Resurrection Grass, Ambergris, Phoenix Blood Stone, Mysterious Ice Jade Marrow..." The name of each herb hit the air like a heavy hammer. Although these herbs have not yet become extinct, they are indeed rare and difficult to find, and most of them are priceless.

"Is that all?" Liu Jun asked with a strange look on his face, with a barely perceptible hint of relief in his tone.

Xu Baoer was stunned for a moment, and looked at him in confusion: "Ah? That's all? Isn't this enough?"

There was a hint of helplessness in her voice, and she obviously thought that these herbs were extremely difficult to obtain.

Liu Jun blinked, his mouth slightly raised, revealing a mysterious smile. Then he closed his eyes, and his consciousness quickly entered the storage space, as if looking for something. After a moment, he raised his hand and a pile of medicinal herbs appeared on the table, and each medicinal herb was doubled.

Xu Baoer's eyes widened as she looked at the herbs on the table in disbelief. She stepped forward to check them out, her voice trembling a little: "This... How is this possible? How do you have so many rare herbs?"

Liu Jun blinked and said, "Well, if I say it was given by a kind person, would you believe me?"

Xu Baoer rolled her eyes and said, "I am young, but I am not stupid. Stop fooling me."

Now that all the herbs were ready, Xu Baoer no longer hesitated, took out her tools and started making medicine.

Although Xu Baoer was young, she was very skilled in making medicine and her expression was focused, as if everything around her had nothing to do with her. She definitely didn't look like a novice. Her tools were already laid out on the table, including sharp knives, delicate grinding mortars, and small medicine furnaces. Each one was carefully selected to suit her unique way of making medicine.

She first chopped up a few herbs, and the blade gently slid across them, making a slight "rustling" sound. The fragrance of the herbs spread, and the air was filled with a faint herbal scent. Her technique was steady, and each cut was just right, neither cutting too much nor leaving any excess residue. Then, she put a few more herbs into the mortar and gently ground them with the grinding rod. The herbs in the mortar gradually turned into fine powder, like a thin layer of snow, exuding a faint medicinal fragrance.

Then, she put the chopped and ground herbs into the medicine furnace and began to refine the medicine. She controlled the temperature of the medicine furnace just right. The flames danced gently at the bottom of the furnace, and the herbs slowly melted in the furnace, emitting a rich aroma. Xu Baoer stared at the medicine furnace intently, adjusting the temperature from time to time to ensure that the herbs could be fully integrated and exert the greatest medicinal effect. (End of this chapter)