Patrol Captain

"The ceremony begins!"

With this resounding song, he roamed freely across heaven and earth.

The next second, the plaza in front of the Heavenly Palace began to rumble and shake, with streams of light rising and the restrictions humming as they opened.

Then, the vast square opened up to all four sides.

With a loud rumble, twelve enormous white marble pillars rose into the air.

At the foot of the mountain, the banners of the twelve armies that led the mountain expedition flew brilliantly into the sky. During this process, they grew larger in the wind, becoming several dozen feet in size, and stood on a stone pillar, the banners fluttering and making a rustling sound.

As the banners unfurled, drums beat in unison at the military banners of the hundreds of thousands of cavalrymen below the mountain, followed by a series of whistling sounds.

"boom"

"boom"

"boom"

Twelve figures soared through the air above the military formation, their armor clanging with a metallic clatter. Under the watchful eyes of thousands, they landed on the twelve mountain pillars like meteors, their banners billowing in the sunlight, making each imposing figure the center of attention.

There was a general with a face like bronze, wearing a black iron chainmail, with a beast-swallowing shoulder cover on his shoulders, and a ten-foot-long snake spear in his hand propped diagonally on the ground. He lowered his waist and took a step, his back as straight as a strong pine tree.

There was a general wearing crimson scale armor, holding a gilded halberd with dragon patterns flowing in the sunlight, riding a white tiger, standing like an iron tower, with shoulders and back like mountains, and an aura as deep and solid as a mountain. With just a slight lift of his eyes, a terrifying and fierce aura spread out.

Among these twelve figures, only one female general stood out the most.

He was dressed in plain silver soft armor, with a red inner garment, two swords hanging on his back, the scabbards wrapped in black silk, his clothes fluttering in the wind, exuding heroic spirit, his eyebrows and eyes like swords!
The generals stood or stood still, some calm and some sharp, their armor clashing and clanging, their weapons flashing coldly. Beneath the banners, their uniforms were stained with the aura of iron and blood, and their eyes were filled with murderous intent!

The twelve mountain generals have gathered, ready to muster their forces!
On the cloud-top viewing platform, thousands of spectators focused their attention on the Twelve Mountain Warriors, their hearts filled with excitement.

These lieutenant generals, though seemingly lacking the power to shake mountains and move the earth, were not to be underestimated by anyone present. Leading troops on the battlefield is not like fighting in the martial arts world; it often involves thousands of troops charging forward, with iron-clad camps stretching as far as the eye can see, their might as a tiger swallowing up thousands of miles. These lieutenant generals are ruthless characters who have been through countless battles and bloodshed, and their power to command ten thousand cavalry is such that the collapse of mountains and the cracking of the earth are nothing to them.

Just then, another loud noise rang out, and everyone's eyes turned to the center of the square. There, a platform over a hundred feet wide rose up from below the mountain with a rumble. On it stood a bronze cauldron, and the platform was covered with dried, mottled crimson bloodstains, exuding a terrifying aura.

Commanding Platform!
The place where the Daofu Division (the provincial governor's office) conducts the sacrificial ceremony to Heaven!

As the command platform rose from the mountain, a fierce aura pierced the clouds, and processions of honor guards surged into the square, their banners fluttering in the wind.

A tall banner was placed in front, followed by rows of buglers who quickly lined up, holding up bronze horns and blowing heavy horn sounds.

"Waaah..."

A vast and resounding cry echoed over the top of Yunding Mountain.

Next, the civil and military officials of the Circuit Intendant, dressed in their official robes, lined up on both sides of the reviewing stand.

As the Twelve Mountain Warriors appeared and the civil and military officials took their places, amidst the mournful sound of horns, the gazes on the cloud-top stands grew tense and intense.

According to the procedure, it was time for the famous Martial Saint General, who was stationed in the Jiannan Daofu Division, to make his appearance!
Just then, a loud singing was heard.

"Welcome, General Chen, the Great General Who Conquers the Southern Demons, the Imperial Envoy of the Three Circuits of the Southwest, the Marquis of Tian Ce Zhen Nan, who commands all the troops in the Southwest!"

The sound waves surged and echoed, lingering around the banners of the command platform, resounding far and wide.

On the mountain, civil and military officials, along with the twelve mountain guards, bowed in unison towards the command platform.

"Welcome, General Chen!"

"Welcome General Chen"

"Welcome General Chen"

Above the clouds, numerous spectators also stood in unison, their voices rising one after another, creating a powerful and resounding atmosphere that soared into the sky.

At the foot of the mountain, 100,000 armored soldiers lowered their heads and blades, their armor plates clashing and creating a thunderous clang.

Amidst the thunderous cheers and enthusiastic welcome, a golden light, like the sun falling from the heavens, descended upon the command platform.

A terrifying aura that made the void tremble swept across all directions, stirring up a gale. The golden light was dazzling, bringing tears to the eyes of countless onlookers, who cried out in shock and horror.

A figure suddenly materialized on the command platform, clad in golden dragon armor, with beast-devouring shoulder pads and a dragon-patterned jade belt around his waist. His eyes shone with intense golden light, sweeping across the surroundings and silencing the world.

It was as if he was the only person in this world!
The many spectators who witnessed this scene were all captivated, their hearts filled with awe, excitement, and fervor.

Many people finally got to meet this legendary figure and felt incredibly fortunate.

This martial saint among mortals has slain two celestial beings.

Among the densely packed spectators, two figures stood out inconspicuously in the throng.

A pair of triangular eyes narrowed as they looked at the prominent figure on the command platform.

"This human martial saint has finally shown himself."

"Hehe, the show is about to begin."

"Holy King, when will we make our move? I can't wait any longer, I want to see how this show ends." A girl's sickly excited voice rang out, with an eerie quality.

"Wait a little longer. Our plan will be most spectacular when it's detonated at the crucial moment." The man's voice was indifferent, light and casual.

"Let me double-check: are there any errors in the personnel you're in charge of?"

"Holy King, no, everything is normal. As you know, my supernatural power reacts immediately if there is any abnormality." The girl's voice was full of confidence, as if everything was under control.

"Wait for my command, it will be soon."

"Yes!"

While the two were secretly exchanging words, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Chen Yuan raised his hand, and immediately a person dressed as a master of ceremonies took to the air and flew to the command platform. With a pull of his hands, a huge scroll that shimmered with a faint blue light was unfurled, and blue characters flashed out one by one.

Then he loudly recited the proclamation announcing the departure of troops:

"It is said that the Way of Heaven is clear and bright; those who follow it prosper, and those who defy it perish. The Way of Humanity is boundless; those who uphold righteousness are safe, and those who violate virtue are destroyed. In ancient times, sages established the foundations of the land and protected the people's peace and happiness; now, evil spirits wreak havoc in the southwest, destroying our cities and ruining our people—their crimes are unforgivable! In the past, this fertile land was filled with the smoke of cooking fires, and the five grains were plentiful; now, the evil scourge continues unabated, white bones are exposed in the fields, and cries of agony fill the air. In the Ten Thousand Mountains, demons haunt the land, hiding by day and emerging at night, devouring people and livestock, destroying fields and houses, treating the living as worthless as weeds, and destroying ancestral sacrifices! This is truly a time when Heaven and Earth are indignant, and humans and gods alike have abandoned us."

"Now, 100,000 demons are rampaging through Southern Shu, drinking the blood of my comrades and devouring the flesh of my human race. What should my soldiers do?"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

In that instant, at the foot of the mountain, the sounds of battle shook the heavens and the world.

The shouts of battle directly shocked the spectators in the cloud-top stands, making their hearts pound like drums.

As the proclamation of conquest was read aloud, the official in charge of ceremonies shouted, his voice sharp and piercing.

"Respectfully inviting General Chen."

"Sacrifice the flag!"

As soon as the words fell, Chen Yuan's eyes flickered slightly on the command platform, a cold smile appeared on his face, and he waved his hand towards the sky.

In an instant, the wind rose and the clouds surged, the sky and earth changed color, and thunder roared in the heavens.

Thunder rumbled, shaking the entire space. A white beam of light pierced the heavens and earth, crashing down onto the command platform with a deafening roar. (End of Chapter)