The world is like a prison, my body is holy

Chapter 90: Man and Gun Become One
"Stop howling."

Wang Wen adjusted his armor and waist and emerged from the tent: "Brothers, take all the portable items with you..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw Hei Erniu standing beside Xu Ergou. Wow, he was wearing thick, airtight armor, a ferocious ox-horn helmet on his head, and a saddle and stirrups. He stood there motionless, as if the legendary Iron Pagoda had come into reality.

Hei Erniu is not shorter than an ordinary Mongolian horse, but his physique is stronger than that of a Mongolian horse. It’s just that his neck is not as long as that of a Mongolian horse. This sturdy armor perfectly shows off his strong physique. The savage and fierce impact is even more deterrent than a real heavy war horse!
As soon as Hei Erniu saw Wang Wen coming out of the tent, he came up to him, shaking his head and rubbing his thigh, saying, "Master."

Wang Wen patted the thick armor on its body and asked, "How does it feel? Is it hard?"

Hei Erniu nodded vigorously: "Master, this thing is very heavy, I..."

Xu Ergou suddenly said, "I'll give you two eggs at noon!"

Hei Erniu immediately raised his head and said loudly: "I can carry it. Even if I carry you, Master, I can handle running a hundred or eighty miles. Master, don't worry, I will take care of it!"

Wang Wen didn't say anything more. He grabbed the saddle and turned over to ride on the ox's back, pulling the reins: "You try jumping."

Hei Erniu carried him on his back and jumped around twice on the spot as he was told. Both the man and the ox felt that it was quite stable.

Xu Ergou came forward, raised his head proudly and asked, "Are you satisfied?"

Wang Wen jumped off the ox's back and patted the armor on Hei Erniu's body: "Did you modify it overnight?"

Xu Ergou nodded: "I took off six sets of armor."

Wang Wen frowned and said, "Leave four more brothers to form a decanter, and stay in the camp to guard the horses and supplies. We will act according to the situation."

Xu Ergou nodded: "I know."

Wang Wen turned around and glanced at the chaotic camp, then waved his hand and said, "Go and tell the brothers to pack their bags. Hurry up."

Xu Ergou clasped his fists, turned around and left quickly.

Wang Wen also returned to the tent and dug out the miniature palace buried in the soil and the miscellaneous items given to him by Master Hunkun. He took away what he should carry with him and packed up what he shouldn't carry with him and hung them on the back of the ox.

A quarter of an hour later, the large group of people broke camp and began a massive attack on the mountain.

Since the Tang Dynasty, Huangshan has been building mountain trails centered on Tianhai, a high mountain basin in the center of the three main peaks: Lianhua Peak, Guangmingding, and Tiandu Peak. By the Da Zhou Dynasty, four interconnected ancient mountain trails had been formed in the east, west, south, and north.

Today, the three to four thousand soldiers of the Maoshan Sect camp ascended the mountain from the ancient mountain trail at the western foot of Huangshan Mountain (which is now the Huangshan Xihai Grand Canyon hiking route).
Along the way, Master Hunkun personally explored the way from the air and uncovered the ambushes that the White Lotus Sect had set up around the mountain road.

The rest of the Maoshan disciples were responsible for clearing the mountain roads blocked by the White Lotus Sect.

They either used magical weapons to cut down the ancient trees that blocked the mountain path, or formed a formation to directly smash the huge rocks that blocked the mountain path...

Although the progress is not fast, it is smooth.

When the sun rose above the treetops, a large group of people began to rush to various peaks according to the pre-arranged plan.

The number of soldiers and horses on the main road gradually decreased, but the painless ambush gradually became more intense.

Those White Lotus Sect demons seemed to have gone crazy and completely lost their minds. We could have gathered superior forces to guard the mountain roads and buy time with them.

But they insisted on using the tactic of adding fuel to the fire, enthusiastically shouting "Unborn Mother, Vacuum Homeland", and rushed up wave after wave to send...

Wang Wen and his companions not only had to be on guard against falling rocks and rolling logs, flying arrows and traps in the surrounding mountain streams, but also had to be extremely alert to deal with these White Lotus Sect demons who were like moths to a flame.

Even a strong and powerful person like Wang Wen felt weak and exhausted, but when he looked up, the mountain top was still in sight.

He really wanted to talk to his cheap senior brother and tell him that this wasn't going to work. If they kept wasting time like this, not only would they not be able to reach the top of the mountain before noon, but even if they did, they probably wouldn't be able to defeat the White Lotus Sect demons who had gathered superior forces, occupied advantageous terrain, and were waiting for the opportunity...

But he looked at Master Hun Kun who was flying around in the air like a firefighter. He could not find a chance to talk to him, and he really didn't know what the point of saying these words was.

He is not the only one with eyes, and the dilemma is right in front of him, who can't see it?
But what can we do even if we can see it clearly?

Does anyone have a solution?
We can only grit our teeth and hold on, hoping that a miracle will happen.

You can't...

Just withdraw like this?

They could evacuate, but how would the people of Jiangnan evacuate? Where would they evacuate to?
Even until now, they were still unable to determine how many altars the White Lotus had set up in Jiangnan, and which altars were decoys and which were the true core of the Ten Perfect Heaven-Mending Formation...

At this moment, he did not blame the decision-makers of this decisive battle for not choosing to attack the mountain earlier.

Because he knew that their military strength was not as strong as that of the White Lotus Sect. Even if they could capture the mountain in advance, they would not be able to hold it. Not only would their intention to attack be exposed in advance, but it would also give the White Lotus Sect the opportunity to consume their military strength.

There is no other way for everything!

"damn it!"

Wang Wen, enraged, thrust his blood-stained silver spear to the ground, turned his head and shouted, "Jingxu, Jingxu!"

Ji Liang, the old Taoist priest who was also exhausted, heard his cry and rushed to his side in a hurry, saying in a sad voice, "My living ancestor, what are you trying to do now?"

Wang Wen grabbed his collar and pulled him in front of him, his eyes blazing with anger as he asked, "Let me ask you, this Laozi Earthly Demon Formation, if it's missing a key, it won't work, right?"

Taoist Ji Liang was stunned for a moment, then responded subconsciously, "The formation is complete. Even if one or two key points are missing, it won't affect the power of the entire formation in an instant. But as long as the formation is missing, there will be a flaw... Don't worry, the three masters have already made arrangements. We just need to follow the pre-arranged plan and advance slowly!"

"Since there are deployments, don't risk human lives..."

Wang Wen loosened his collar, turned around, picked up the baggage on the back of Hei Erniu, and threw it all to the side of the road. Then he turned over and sat on the ox's back: "Erniu, let's go!"

Taoist Ji Liang was startled and quickly grabbed the ox's tail: "Master, where are you going?"

Xu Ergou, who was fighting with a sword not far away, also looked over when he heard the noise and shouted in shock, "Brother, calm down!"

"Calm the fuck down!"

Wang Wenshun picked up the fine steel silver spear and fiercely clamped the ox belly: "I'm going to break the formation!"

Hei Erniu understood and rushed forward with all four hooves.

Seeing this, Wang Wen grabbed the reins and shouted, "The horse is out of control. Brothers in front, please make way..."

Upon hearing the sound, the many Sitian Guards who were blocking the road on the mountain ahead all moved aside to the side of the road.

Black Bull rushed out of the crowd and immediately spread out its four hooves, rushing forward like a gust of wind. Under its hooves as big as bowls, the rugged mountain road was as flat as the ground!

The White Lotus soldiers who blocked the way were either knocked away by Hei Erniu or shot away by Wang Wen.

"How brave!"

A sturdy White Lotus leader, wielding an ancient broadsword and clad in armor, leaped up in a rage and swung his sword straight at Wang Wen's head. "Do you think I, the Sword Hero of Jiangdong, don't exist?"

"Pfft."

Wang Wen shot him through the chest with a lightning-fast shot, picked up his body with one hand, and threw it towards the crowd in front of him: "Idiot!"

Black Bull took advantage of the power of the enemy, raised his head and roared wildly, charging more fiercely. One bull rushed out of the unrestrained momentum of the fire bull formation on the rugged mountain road.

The loud rumbling noise frightened the White Lotus Sect followers who were blocking the road ahead and they all desperately squeezed to the sides of the mountain road, trying to avoid the mad bull...

Wang Wen held the reins tightly in one hand and let Hei Erniu carry him into the crowd. With the other hand, he swung the fine steel silver spear like a windmill. As the spear was bumped up and down, he strangely reached the state of unity between man and spear.

If the eyes can see, the strength can follow! If the strength can follow, the gun can pierce!

If the gun can pierce someone, it will definitely kill them!

Even when he was halfway through stabbing, he didn't even look at the target, and continued to swing and shoot the gun purely based on his feelings.

There is no need to measure the opponent's strength, nor to consider the force of each shot, or even to look at the consequences after the shot is fired.

He just focused on the end of the mountain path and kept driving Hei Erniu forward, as if the end of the mountain path was the light in the darkness, and he was the moth looking for light in the darkness!

Gradually, even the fine steel silver spear in his hand became lighter and lighter, so light that it did not look like a heavy weapon made of iron at all. Instead, it looked like a kite, a kite that needed him to pull the string to prevent it from flying away with the wind!

At this moment, even the noisy mountain breeze in my ears seemed to become as gentle and warm as the hand of my lover...

He gradually understood the fearless momentum of the famous generals in ancient times who regarded the army as nothing and dared to charge into the army alone!

But in reality, it was his gun that was getting faster and heavier!
It was so fast that even the shadow of the gun was almost invisible, leaving only a ball of silver cold light surrounding him and Hei Erniu.

It was so heavy that even though the White Lotus henchmen raised their large leather shields to protect themselves, he was still pierced through by his spear.

Among them were many martial artists who prided themselves on their bravery, shouting angrily and waving their swords, spears, swords and halberds towards him.

But every time these people rushed to within five feet of him, their movements would suddenly become extremely slow. Even though they attacked first, they were still shot dead by Wang Wenxian...

The large army of Si Tianwei in the back only saw him riding a bull arrogantly and charging into the crowded dark mountain road. He first rushed the White Lotus Sect demons on the mountain road into pieces, and then waved his gun and killed them like mowing grass, killing faster and faster, and charging faster and faster.

In the end, wherever they and their oxen rushed through, there were only corpses left on the ground. Occasionally, there was a survivor who escaped the net, but they seemed to be scared mad. They threw away their weapons in fear, howled "Ahhh" and frantically checked the parts around them, as if they couldn't believe that they could survive such a terrifying murderous intention!

You have to know that these White Lotus Sect demons on the mountain road are all fanatical believers who have been brainwashed to the point of being ready to die!

Scared the kids awake...

Just like a gust of wind whistling past, Wang Wen's figure quickly disappeared at the end of the mountain path, leaving behind only a bloody mountain path strewn with corpses.

A gentle mountain breeze blew by, and dozens of lucky members of the White Lotus Sect who were scattered among the corpses suddenly felt very cold, unusually cold.

In contrast, the eyes and aura of the Si Tianwei army below gradually became hot and fierce.

"Kill!"

Xu Ergou's eyes suddenly turned red, and he rushed forward violently, brandishing a steel knife: "Kill!"

The moment his elder brother's back disappeared at the end of the mountain path, he suddenly understood what his elder brother was going to do.

He is going to clear the way.

He was going to draw fire.

He wants to... break the formation!
How can you act like a big brother like this?
"Kill!"

The Sitian Guards swept away their declining momentum and rushed up the mountain path with their morale greatly boosted.

Just one wave completely submerged the dozens of lucky people scattered on the mountain path.

……

In front, after Wang Wen fought his way through again, the man and the ox, with steam rising from their bodies, finally arrived at a relatively flat winding mountain road.

On the right side of this winding mountain road, there is a pavilion. A coquettish man in white clothes and a half-face white jade mask on his face is sitting in it, pretending to play a white guqin, with an ancient and clumsy long sword, which is also snow-white, leaning beside him.

On the right side of Duanpan Mountain, there is a clear waterfall. The crystal water splashes made the slightly dehydrated man and cow's throats sore.

"Erniu, go over and have some water."

He gently moved the bull's head, and Hei Erniu immediately carried him to the waterfall happily.

Wang Wen jumped down from the ox's back, twisting his steel gun. He took out two palm-sized jade bottles, one blue and one white, from the bag hanging on the ox's back. He bit open the corks and poured out two pills, one gold and one blue. He fed them to Hei Erniu's mouth: "Here, have two candy beans!"

Hei Erniu opened his mouth and rolled his tongue, swallowing the two candy beans into his stomach, then licked the palm of his hand in a flattering manner.

"Begging for a beating!"

Wang Wen cursed and laughed as he slapped it lightly. Then he poured himself two pills, put them in his mouth, tilted his head back and swallowed them, then went to the waterfall to drink water.

At the right moment, the charming man in white in the pavilion said leisurely, "Don't worry, drink it. There's no poison in the water."

Wang Wen ignored him and drank the mountain spring water by himself. Then he grabbed his steel gun and turned over to ride on the back of Hei Erniu again. He turned the ox's head and continued to head towards the top of the mountain.

From here, they were not far from the top of the mountain.

Seeing Wang Wen's unconventional behavior, the coquettish man in white in the pavilion lost his composure. He stopped playing the zither and said coldly, "Are you leaving now, young man? Without leaving anything behind?"

Wang Wen glanced at him and said calmly, "Get lost, you bastard!"

Four simple and clear words.

Not very harmful, but extremely insulting!
The flirtatious man in white was so angry that he laughed. He said coldly, "You idiot, you can't recognize a real person. Do you know who I am?"

Wang Wen: "Go!"

In response, Hei Erniu galloped forward again.

The coquettish man in white was furious when he saw this. He slammed the stone table and the long sword beside him automatically popped out of its sheath with a "clang". He grabbed the long sword that was like a pool of autumn water, jumped out of the pavilion, and stabbed Wang Wen with the sword in the air with graceful posture.

Wang Wen turned his head suddenly, his eyes fierce.

Only a bright cold light flashed by, and the coquettish man in white changed his expression and shouted loudly, swung his sword and made a gorgeous green sword flower to protect his face.

With a single "ding" sound, a finger-long, sharp steel needle was knocked away by the sword, which was carrying a powerful sword energy. The coquettish man in white felt relieved and shouted angrily, "You are so young, and you don't know how to fight..."

"Snapped."

Suddenly, the white jade mask on the forehead of the coquettish man in white shattered out of thin air, and a burst of blood mixed with a little yellow and white tofu splashed out from the back of his head.

His eyes froze instantly, and he looked at Wang Wen with disbelief.

Wang Wen looked him straight in the eye and sneered, "Stupid idiot!"

As soon as he stretched out his hand, the two steel needles he named "Yin Yang Mother and Child Needles" flew back into his palm like swimming fish, trembling and making a pleasant "ding-ling-ling" sound, like two little birds asking for credit.

"Good baby!"

He boasted with a smile, then inserted it into the bun on his head with his backhand, and then continued to ride the black bull forward.

Halfway through the journey, he turned his ox-head and retreated, hanging the steel spear on the saddle, stretching out his hands, and with his spiritual power, he took the sword in the hands of the coquettish man in white who died with his eyes open, as well as the scabbard in the pavilion into his hands.

He held up the sword and took a look at it, then exclaimed, "What a good sword!"

Then he sheathed the sword and hung it on the saddle.

Take it back and give it to Huang Laodeng...

(End of this chapter)