Patrol Captain

The three-pointed, double-edged spear pierced through the monstrous dragon, its scales shattering and swirling wildly, blood splattering across the sky and staining half the heavens red.

The monstrous dragon let out a mournful roar that shattered the clouds, its enormous body struggling violently with its dying strength, causing the heavens and earth to shake.

But then it became clear that the sacred tree of Yinshan, standing tall in the void, suddenly grew its thousands of branches wildly, like blood-drinking fangs that had been waiting in the wings, piercing through the void with a whooshing sound, penetrating the demon's neck, claws, spine, and tail.
"puff"

"puff"

"puff"

A series of dull thuds rang out as flesh was pierced.

Painful screams pierced the air.

Thousands of silver branches spread out, like divine ropes tightening around the dragon's body, pinning the dying, struggling evil dragon down.

The demon king finally panicked, coughing up blood as its dragon head uttered its final cry. Two enormous blue eyes, as bright as the moon in the sky, flew out of their sockets, then rose into the air, spinning wildly, bursting out with dazzling blue light, shooting out beams of blue light that shattered branches one by one.

In an instant, a crimson streak of light shot out from the dragon's mouth like lightning, like two dragons playing with a pearl, and plunged into the blue light.

Then, the dazzling blue light vanished into thin air as if its light had been suddenly sucked away by a black hole, leaving only a violent aftershock.

But the next second, a golden divine whip lashed out from the void a hundred feet away.

A bead, as red as flowing fire and as bright as the blazing sun, was blasted out of the void.

Inside, a shrunken, malevolent dragon soul roams.

It's Dragon Ball!
When the evil dragon spirit saw that its last path was blocked, a look of fear finally appeared in its eyes.

"General Chen, in times of war, peace is of paramount importance."

The only response he received was Chen Yuan raising his hand and pressing down.

The Thirty-Six Mountains Demon-Suppressing Tower, with its golden chains, directly suppressed the opponent, drawing them into this Demon-Refining Tower.

Meanwhile, the sacred tree of Yinshan shone with silver light, and its thousands of branches, like divine weapons, cut and dismembered the evil dragon's body. The dragon's blood flowed down the silver branches, gleaming with a bloody red light under the sunlight.

Soon, the monstrous dragon's remains, along with the Yinshan Sacred Tree, twisted and sank in the void, finally disappearing into the void.

As the Starry Sky Array dissipated, a flurry of falling leaves, dotted with blood-red blossoms, appeared between heaven and earth, exuding both exquisite beauty and allure.

The cloud-based grandstand gradually returned to normal, and thousands of spectators, watching this scene, went from shock to bewilderment, until...
"wind!"

"wind!"

"wind!"

"."

One after another, shouts full of vigor rose from the foot of the mountain, from one or two shouts to a roaring, thunderous sound that reached the heavens, making one's blood boil.

A demon king was killed on the spot and used as a sacrifice for the flag. How magnificent!

In the vast sky, Chen Yuan's long hair danced in the air. He retracted his spear, flicked it, and looked down at the cloud top with a fierce and menacing gaze. He uttered two words.

"send troops!"

This sound, like a thunderclap, exploded in everyone's ears and echoed throughout the entire city of Chengdu.

In an instant, the war drums sounded rapid, like a silver bottle shattering.

The bugle sounded, marking the beginning of the great battle.

"set off!"

"set off!"

"......."

At the foot of the mountain, messengers rode swift horses, weaving through the dense military formations, their voices carrying orders that shook the surrounding area. In an instant, ten thousand horses neighed, and a hundred thousand soldiers shifted their formation, like a river bursting its banks, unstoppable. In a flash, the entire army surged forth, transforming into a torrent of armored soldiers, bursting out of Yunding Mountain.

Iron hooves trampled the sunlight, iron armor reflected the sun like a sea, banners fluttered in the long wind, and even heaven and earth seemed to be pressed down by this army of thousands.

The surging torrent poured out, starting from Yunding Mountain and heading south out of the city.

Along the road leading to the South Gate, stretching for dozens of miles, countless people gathered on both sides of the road.

The people, young and old, were all silent. Wives and children tugged at their clothes, stamped their feet, and peered out. No one cried out loudly; only suppressed sobs drifted on the wind.

Ten thousand soldiers marched out of the city, the wind whipping up dust and white hair from the roadside, while the soldiers, their horses clattering, their eyes resolute, followed the path ahead, rushing past the crowd.

This journey is fraught with peril, a perilous one, but like this torrent of armored vehicles, once gone, there is no guarantee of ever returning.

"Angelica sinensis!"

Angelica sinensis

From all directions came earnest calls, sometimes near, sometimes far.

Amidst the surging army lining the streets, resolute faces turned back, glanced around, then turned sharply away, shouting as they rode off into the distance!
This day was the 238th year of Tianwu, the month of Xinmao, the day of Yisi!

According to the records of Jiannan Dao, on this day, the grand ceremony of bestowing the seal on Yunding Mountain took place. Chen Yuan, the Marquis of Zhennan, the Imperial Envoy of the Three Southwest Circuits, and the Commander-in-Chief of the Three Armies of Jiannan Dao, killed the Demon King Taiyi, raised the flag, and set off to conquer the Ten Thousand Mountains. Ten thousand soldiers left their hometowns!
After the ceremony,
Yunding Mountain, the summit of the ninth mountain.

Chen Yuan, who had just presided over the ceremony and displayed great ferocity, now leaned on the railing and gazed into the distance at the soldiers and horses that had turned into a black line as they left the city. His gaze was distant.

At this moment, the vast Yunding Mountain became deserted.

Almost the entire Yunding Mountain force came out, including Yun Tiansheng, Lian Nishang, Liu Qing, Lu Ming, and Pei Yanhu's familiar faces, all heading to the battlefield with the main force.

Chen Yuan was filled with thoughts. This was not a do-or-die battle, but it was a battle he could only win, not lose.

He stood by the railing, watching the army slowly disappear into the distant horizon.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally turned his gaze away, turned his head, and looked towards the direction of Cloud Peak.

As dusk fell, figures emerged from the Sky Patrol Hall on Cloud Peak and flew down the mountain. There were many people, most of whom were martial arts practitioners.

Not long after, a streak of light flew straight toward the Ninth Mountain and landed on its summit. A dozen breaths later, footsteps echoed in the corridor behind Chen Yuan, approaching from afar.

"General."

Gongsun Yang's voice rang out.

"Is everything going smoothly?" Chen Yuan asked, his tone devoid of emotion.

"Everything went smoothly. The sects and families who came to participate in the ceremony expressed their willingness to contribute to this great battle." Behind him, Gongsun Yang, dressed in armor and with his cloak billowing, said cheerfully.

After the ceremony just concluded, Gongsun Yang, representing Chen Yuan as a special envoy, invited the leaders of various sects and clans to discuss serious matters. He simply wanted them to express their commitment: those with money should contribute money, and those with strength should contribute their strength.

Things went very smoothly, and everyone's enthusiasm for supporting the war against the Ten Thousand Mountains was high, so Gongsun Yang didn't have to put in much effort.

In Gongsun Yang's view, Jiannan Road is now united under the general's prestige, and this battle is promising.

"Hmm." Chen Yuan nodded, but his eyes narrowed slightly as he said, "But that's not enough."

"Does the general still have concerns?" Gongsun Yang frowned slightly and asked slowly.

"Now that my army is marching south, the Northern Liang King and his men in the north will make some moves. General Qi Tian at Tianxiong Pass is a weak point."

"He must break through to the Martial Saint realm as soon as possible!"

Upon hearing this, Gongsun Yang pursed his lips, then shook his head and said, "General Qi Tian probably wants to do it more than anyone else, but since the last defeat, there has been no news. General, you can't rush it."

"Then I shall lend him a hand!" Chen Yuan turned around, his gaze piercing. (End of Chapter)