Family Rise: Beginning with Grandfather.

Chapter 1142 Old Friend

When a ghostly soldier arrived outside the city wall of the outpost with a dozen blood puppets, he was completely dumbfounded.

"Is this the city wall?"

How come there's a city wall like this here?

The ghost soldiers looked up at the tall and majestic city walls, their stiff minds unable to understand why there was such a city deep in the mountains!
In his decaying mind, his thoughts were like a rusty machine, utterly unable to function properly.

This is also the biggest flaw of the Yin soldiers: they are not very smart and their thinking is very muddled, commonly known as being brain-dead.

They were buried deep in a sea of ​​corpses for thousands of years, and even if they were to see the light of day again, they would not be able to regain normal human thinking.

In contrast, those who have just been transformed into ghost soldiers retain their previous wisdom, and their thinking is almost no different from that of ordinary people.

On the city wall, Yang Qinhu looked down at the dumbfounded ghost soldiers and blood puppets, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Then he looked at the densely packed figures gathering in the distant jungle, and his expression became even more excited.

Yang Qinhu is not a descendant of Yang Zhengshan, but rather comes from the Yang clan.

He was both lucky and unlucky. The reason he was unlucky was that he didn't live in the best era, which was when Yang Zhengshan led the army. At that time, a large number of generals emerged from Yangjia Village, from Yang Chengze and Yang Mingwu to Yang Mingzhen later.

He was considered very lucky because he caught the last train of the Yang family's rise to power in Dasheng. When Yang Chengye took charge of Chongshan Town, he began to show his talent and became a key figure under Yang Chengye.

Then he followed Yang Chengye to conquer the world, unified the country, and established the Da'an Dynasty.

After that, he entered the Land of Spiritual Origin and joined the Jade Capital Guard, rising from a duke to a lowly commander in the Jade Capital Guard.

Of course, this disparity did not affect him. At that time, most of the Yang family members gave up their wealth and status and entered the Spirit Source Land. It was precisely because of their choice back then that they are who they are today.

If they had stayed in the Da'an Dynasty to enjoy wealth and luxury, they would probably have turned into a pile of dust long ago.

Most of the Yang family members who followed them into the Spirit Origin Land are now Golden Body Realm warriors, a small number have become Divine Soul Realm warriors, and of course, some have already been buried on the Green Mountain.

Yang Qinhu's good fortune was that he surpassed many others and became a Divine Soul Realm martial artist before them.

At this moment, he looked at the ghostly soldiers below the city, drew his bow and arrow, and a hazy spiritual light emanated from the bow and arrow. With a whoosh, the arrow flew out with a sharp sound of piercing the air.

Unfortunately, just as the arrow was about to pierce the skull of the ghost soldier, a withered hand suddenly gripped the shaft.

The ghostly soldier stared blankly at the arrow, as if it didn't recognize the object.

Whether he recognized them or not was no longer important, because what followed was a barrage of arrows.

Arrows rained down, their whooshing sounds echoing through the air.

Although the ghost soldiers were slow to react, their overflowing yin energy quickly formed a barrier, blocking the arrows in front of them.

However, the blood puppets were no match for the arrows. In just a few moments, more than a dozen blood puppets fell to the arrows.

"Roar~~"

A roar like that of a wild beast rang out, and as if receiving some kind of instruction, a large number of Yin soldiers and blood puppets quickly gathered towards the city wall.

What followed was a fierce battle of attack and defense.

The advancing Yin soldiers and blood puppets formed clumps of pitch-black mist, constantly crashing against the city walls and formations. Countless arrows shot into the black mist, riddling many blood puppets with holes, causing them to fall to the ground. Occasionally, the corpses of a few Yin soldiers could also be seen.

However, while these spirit weapon arrows pose a significant threat to blood puppets, they are not a major threat to ghost soldiers.

Unless you're extremely lucky and manage to hit the Yin soldiers in a vital spot, it's difficult to inflict significant damage on them.

However, when there are enough of them, even a small probability can cause considerable damage.

The battle has begun, but this is only the beginning. Currently, only the Yujing Guards on the city walls are firing accurately; neither the puppets inside the city walls nor the airships in the air have yet joined the fight.

But as more and more ghostly soldiers and blood puppets gathered, the battle became increasingly fierce.

The Yin energy released by the Yin soldiers and blood puppets spread like dark clouds, and in the blink of an eye, black mist enveloped the northern area of ​​the outpost.

"Archery!"

Yang Qinhu stood on the city wall, roaring in a ferocious voice.

His heart was pounding, and his body was trembling, not from fear, but from excitement.

They haven't been in battle for a long time; they haven't been in such a large-scale battle for a long time.

While stability made them feel at ease, it also robbed them of their passion.

And today, their passion has returned.

No martial artist is without the desire for battle; a martial artist who does not desire battle will never become a strong one.

If you don't even crave battle, what motivation do you have to cultivate?

The battle grew increasingly fierce, with the surrounding Yin soldiers and blood puppets constantly gathering. Soon, this army of about 200,000 Yin soldiers completely surrounded the outpost. Some Yin soldiers and blood puppets even ran to the gap in the south of the outpost and launched an attack.

In a matter of moments, the entire outpost was shrouded in a huge black fog, and the entire interior of the base became gloomy.

Yang Zhengshan looked up at the sky, his gaze passing through the gaps between the flying boats, looking at the patches of black mist, and at the ghostly soldiers and blood puppets baring their fangs and claws in the mist, his eyes filled with cold solemnity.

Meanwhile, on a distant mountain peak, two figures were gazing in the direction of the outpost.

The mountain peaks are towering, and standing atop them gives one a sense of overlooking all the other mountains.

Two figures, bathed in the bright sunlight, exuded a mesmerizing aura. A gentle breeze lifted a veil, revealing snow-white, smooth skin.

Two fluffy ears peek out from her smooth, flowing hair, and her small, pretty face has a pair of extremely charming eyes that stir up countless fantasies.

They were none other than Su Mei and Su Qingfu from the Qingyuan Fox Clan.

Yang Zhengshan was unaware that the entrance to Qingyuan Cave Heaven was near the outpost. This was a coincidence. When Su Mei chose to avoid the war brought by the Wuchang Ghost Sect, she moved the fox clan's territory. She did not want to leave the Wanhua Mountains, so she chose to stay away from the southern region of the Wuchang Ghost Sect.

After learning of the destruction of the Wanhua Demon Court, Su Mei had no choice but to migrate again, intending to move out of the Wanhua Mountains. This was something she had to do.

Faced with the threat of the Impermanent Ghost Sect, the Fox Clan had no choice but to hide.

Besides, Su Mei already controlled the cave and the sacred tree, making relocation easy, so they had no resistance to moving again. They were just somewhat reluctant to leave the Wanhua Mountains.

Just as Su Mei was about to move, she discovered a group of people nearby. She knew very well that there was no one here before, and this group of people just suddenly appeared here.

Moreover, she was very puzzled by the fact that they had built a city here. She couldn't understand why these people were here and why they had built a city here.

“They seem to be waiting for the army of ghost soldiers!” Su Qingfu said softly.

Su Mei crossed her arms over her chest, the round, thin gauze fabric fitting her tightly.

"Did you notice anything?"

A smile played on her lips, and her alluring eyes sparkled with a crystalline light.

"Is there a problem? Aren't they waiting for the army of ghost soldiers?" Su Qingfu asked疑惑地. Su Mei giggled, "No, they are indeed waiting for the army of ghost soldiers, but we didn't expect them to be our old friends!"

"An old friend?" Su Qingfu was even more puzzled. She looked at the battlefield in the direction of the canyon and at the city completely shrouded in black mist.

"Does Your Majesty know their origins?"

"Didn't you notice their airship just now?"

"A flying boat?" Su Qingfu paused, seemingly lost in thought. "It looks somewhat like the Vermilion Bird Cloud Boat!"

Vermilion Bird Cloud Boat!

Su Qingfu's eyes lit up, "The Yang family of Yunxiao!"

Although many factions are capable of building large airships, the airships built by each faction are not identical.

Examples include the Bone Flying Boat of the Impermanent Ghost Sect, the Glazed Flying Boat of the Hengshan Sect, and the Floating Palace of the Tianxian Dao Sect. The Wanbao Sect is quite special, as it has the most powerful flying boat manufacturing industry and is skilled in manufacturing a wide variety of flying boats, even offering custom-made options.

Regardless of which faction created the flying boats, they all had very obvious markings.

The Vermilion Bird Cloud Boat is undoubtedly the symbol of the Yang family of Yunxiao.

Of course, while many Vermilion Bird Cloud Boats were sold in the Spirit Origin Land, it cannot be said that all of them belonged to the Yang family.

However, there were dozens of Vermilion Bird Cloud Boats above the city just now, which means that the city was built by the Yang family of Yunxiao.

They were unaware of Bai Yujing's existence and still thought the Yunxiao Yang family was just the Yang family.

"It's actually the Yang family. They actually have so many flying boats?" Su Qingfu was somewhat surprised.

Su Mei's expression became complicated. "I didn't expect to run into them here!"

Her feelings toward Yang Zhengshan were very complicated.

There was gratitude, guilt, helplessness, and a touch of admiration.

She was grateful because Yang Zhengshan had helped the Hu tribe solve the problem of the sacred tree and helped her gain control of Qingyuan Cave.

She felt guilty because she didn't go to the rescue of Zhenyang Immortal City during the battle back then, which made Tianyun Sword Sect a cannon fodder, and Tianyun Sword Sect eventually fell apart.

Although she didn't create the plan, she was one of the implementers of it.

Since the battle of Zhenyang Immortal City, Yang Zhengshan has never gone to Qingyuan Cave Heaven again, nor has he ever looked for her again. She knew that Yang Zhengshan must be dissatisfied with her and the Qingyuan Fox Clan, or even harbored resentment.

But she was forced into it; at that time, she could not disobey the Demon Emperor's orders.

This is also one of the reasons why she later took the initiative to leave the Wanhua Demon Court.

"Should we go and help them?" Su Qingfu didn't have as many thoughts as Su Mei. She just felt that the Yang family had a past with the fox clan, and in this turbulent time, it would be good to have another friend.

"Help?" Su Mei lowered her eyes slightly, giving off a pitiful feeling.

"Perhaps they don't need our help!"

Since Yang Zhengshan arranged for people to build a city here and wait for the arrival of the ghost army, it means that the Yang family has already made preparations to deal with the ghost army, so they naturally do not need their help.

Su Qingfu glanced at her and said, "Whether they need it or not is not important. What's important is that we need some allies right now!"

Su Mei couldn't help but smile upon hearing this, "That's right, whether they need it or not is not important, what's important is that I need it!"

However, the need she mentioned was not the same as the need Su Qingfu mentioned.

Su Qingfu said it needed to be considered from the perspective of the Qingyuan Fox Clan, while Su Mei said it needed to be considered from her own inner perspective.

She still wanted to salvage her relationship with Yang Zhengshan, so she needed an opportunity to make up for the helplessness she had been forced into before.

And now is a great opportunity.

Whether Yang Zhengshan needs it or not, as long as she steps forward to help, that is her way of showing her kindness.

……

The fighting at the outpost continues.

The battle scene looked very grand and fierce, but for the soldiers of Yujing Guard, the battle seemed quite easy.

It's not that they fought very easily, but rather that this style of fighting made them feel very relaxed.

Because they were simply shooting arrows from the city wall, protected by the formation, they didn't need to worry about being attacked by the ghost soldiers and blood puppets. They could focus entirely on shooting.

However, only they are relaxed; the logistics team bears the brunt of the pressure.

Both the soldiers of the Jade Capital Guard and the puppets were major consumers of resources.

The puppets' attack energy comes entirely from spirit stones, and each attack consumes several low-grade spirit stones.

Each attack by the Yujing Guards consisted of a single arrow, and when tens of thousands of men fired simultaneously, it amounted to tens of thousands of arrows. After a dozen or so rounds, the arrows alone could form a small mountain.

War is all about resource consumption. However, Baiyujing's resources are spirit stones, arrows, magic weapons, and various pills, while Wuchang Ghost Sect's resources are Yin soldiers and blood puppets.

On the Vermilion Bird Cloud Boat in the sky, Yang Jizhen watched as the battle had fully commenced, with nearly 200,000 Yin soldiers and blood puppets gathering. He felt that the time was almost right.

"Give the order: All troops, launch an attack and annihilate them!"

Defense is not just about passively retreating and defending; it can also involve actively launching an attack to replace defense.

The flying boat is not a defensive magic weapon, but an all-around magic weapon that can attack, defend, and fly.

Therefore, when formulating the battle plan, the airship army had already made plans to take the initiative to attack.

At Yang Jizhen's command, dozens of Vermilion Bird Cloud Boats and hundreds of Blazing Sun Flying Boats instantly glowed with a hazy light and shot out of the formation like arrows released from a bow.

The sheer number of flying boats crashing down instantly sent the assembled Yin soldiers and blood puppets sprawling and overturned.

One after another, phantoms of Vermilion Birds soared into the sky, crimson flames rose, and countless spells formed a wave of attacks, instantly scattering the black mist of the Yin Soldier Blood Puppet into pieces.

"kill!"

Just as Yang Jizhen unleashed the Yi Wood Azure Thunder Sword, preparing to wreak havoc on all sides.

Suddenly, large swathes of colorful auspicious clouds appeared in the east of the battlefield. The clouds surged and shimmered with light, and long, fluffy tails wrapped in the light swept across the battlefield.

Like a gentle breeze sweeping away fallen leaves, it swept away the already scattered Yin soldiers and blood puppets.

Beneath its large, furry tail are sharp teeth and claws, which tear apart the Yin soldiers and blood puppets like divine weapons.

"Hehehe~~ Such a lively scene, you don't mind if I join in!"

A clear and melodious laugh echoed between heaven and earth. The sound was like a hook, instantly catching everyone's attention and drawing all eyes to it, including those of the Yin soldiers and blood puppets. They stared intently at the figure that stood suspended in the sunlight, surrounded by countless rays of light.

(End of this chapter)