Many children, many blessings; a stunningly beautiful wife is given to you right from the start.

Outside the West Gate, a desolate, rocky slope.

This place used to be a quarry, but it has long been abandoned, and is now filled with jagged rocks and waist-high weeds.

When the wind blows, it stirs up sand and dust, creating a desolate scene.

Meng Hu, accompanied by several veterans of the Shaking Mountain Army, followed behind Lin Mo, completely bewildered.

The overwhelming sense of oppression from the Zhenbei Iron Cavalry still lingered in my mind.

He simply couldn't understand what "good thing" could be more important than that steel legion.

Lin Mo stopped on a relatively flat open space and gestured for everyone to disperse.

Then he slowly took something out of his pocket and carefully placed it on the ground.

"Click".

A soft sound.

Meng Hu looked closely and saw that it was a black iron plate about the size of a washbasin, which looked like a crudely made pot lid.

The only unusual thing was that in the very center of the iron plate stood several metal spikes of varying lengths, giving it an indescribable strangeness.

"Young Master Lin, what is this?"

Meng Hu's curiosity was piqued, and as he asked questions, he leaned forward and reached out to touch the iron plate.

"Don't move!"

Lin Mo shouted and struck with lightning speed, slapping Meng Hu's outstretched hand hard across the back of his hand.

"Snapped!"

A sharp crack, with tremendous force.

"hiss……"

Meng Hu recoiled as if electrocuted, his hand instantly turning red and burning with pain.

He covered his hand, looking completely bewildered: "Why did you hit me?!"

He looked at Lin Mo with an innocent expression.

"Hit you? I'm saving your life!"

Lin Mo glared at him and cursed him irritably.

"If you want to go see the King of Hell early, I won't stop you, but don't drag us down with you!"

Buried with the deceased?

These two words were like a bucket of ice water poured over my head.

Meng Hu and the veterans behind him were all stunned.

They looked at the unremarkable broken iron plate on the ground and couldn't connect it with "burial goods".

"What...what exactly is this thing?"

Meng Hu rubbed his numb hand, and this time he spoke much more cautiously.

Lin Mo ignored him and simply pointed to a small earthen mound about twenty feet away in the distance.

"Everyone step back, step back up there."

Although everyone was full of doubts,

But seeing Lin Mo's extremely serious expression, no one dared to ask any more questions, and they all obediently ran towards the small mound.

"My wife, you come over too."

Lin Mo nudged Bai Zhi, who was still standing in the same spot.

Bai Zhi looked at him with a hint of worry in her eyes.

"Don't worry, I'm fine." Lin Mo smiled at her.

Once everyone had retreated to a safe distance, Lin Mo bent down to double-check the location of the iron plate.

Then, he retreated to a distance of more than ten feet and picked up a watermelon-sized stone from the ground.

On the earthen slope, Meng Hu and a group of veterans craned their necks, staring intently at Lin Mo's movements.

"Old Meng, what do you think Young Master Lin is trying to do? Smash an iron pot with a rock?"

"A veteran asked in a low voice."

"Who knows? We'll see."

Meng Hu muttered to himself.

"This guy does things in a very mysterious way, we just can't understand him."

Just as they were discussing this, Lin Mo made a move.

He weighed the stone in his hand, estimated the force required, and then suddenly exerted his strength, throwing the stone towards the black iron plate.

The stone traced an arc in the air.

Everyone's eyes followed the stone.

"Bang."

The stone struck the center of the iron plate with precision, producing a dull thud.

then……

And that was the end of it.

The iron plate didn't even shake; it remained quietly in place.

"this one?"

An old soldier scratched his head.

"I thought it might create a spark!"

"Let's disperse, let's disperse, it's probably just to scare us..."

However, before they could finish speaking, something unexpected happened!

boom--!!!

A deafening roar erupted, followed by a blinding white light that exploded without warning, instantly engulfing everything!

The sound was louder and more violent than any war drum or thunder they had ever heard!

A visible white shockwave suddenly spread outwards from the iron plate!

Immediately following was a cloud of smoke and dust rising into the sky, along with countless pieces of rubble and dirt that had been blown away!

Meng Hu and the others, who were twenty feet away, felt an incomparably powerful force crashing into them, and their ears were instantly filled with a buzzing roar.

Several veterans who were nearby were immediately thrown to the ground and rolled around in a heap.

Although Meng Hu managed to stand firm, he felt a tightness in his chest and couldn't catch his breath.

The whole world seemed to fall silent in that instant.

Everyone stared wide-eyed, mouths agape, at the distant scene.

The smoke and dust slowly dissipated.

The open space where the iron plate was originally placed now has a terrifying pit with a diameter of more than ten feet and a depth of several feet!

The edges of the pit were charred black, with wisps of smoke rising from them, and a pungent smell of gunpowder emanating from them.

The surrounding rocks and weeds had all been cleared away, and the ground looked as if it had been plowed up by a giant beast.

"I...I'm fucking..."

After an unknown amount of time, an old soldier finally uttered two words, his voice trembling.

"This...this is heavenly lightning, isn't it? Was that stone a magical artifact used to attract lightning?"

"If... someone were to step on it..."

As the other veteran spoke, he subconsciously glanced at his feet, and his face instantly turned deathly pale.

They were all seasoned veterans who had crawled out of piles of dead bodies; they had seen intestines spilling out and corpses strewn across the fields.

But what they were seeing was completely beyond their comprehension.

This is not the power of mortals, this is divine punishment!

Meng Hu was the first to snap out of his daze. His mind went blank for a moment, and what came to mind was not thunder, but mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

He imagined what would happen if he and his brothers from the Mountain-Shaking Army were charging forward, and suddenly something like this exploded beneath their feet...

Just thinking about it sends a chill straight up from my tailbone to the top of my head!

He struggled to his feet and staggered towards Lin Mo, who was also covered in dust and grime from the blast wave.

His voice was hoarse, trembling without him even realizing it.

"Young Master Lin...you...you intend to use this...to deal with Yuwen Biao?"

"Otherwise what?"

Lin Mo patted the dust off his clothes and grinned.

He walked to the edge of the pit, kicked the charred soil with his toe, and nodded in satisfaction.

These landmines were left behind by him when he and Gu Ling'er dealt with Wu Zhong.

"I call this thing a landmine. It's triggered by stepping on it, no doubt about it."

Lin Mo took out another rolled-up piece of parchment from his pocket and spread it out on the ground. It was a detailed topographical map of the area surrounding Zhenbei City.

"Yuwen Biao suffered a setback at Tiebi Pass, and he must be rushing back in a frenzy, like a mad dog that has lost everything."

Lin Mo moved his finger across the map, finally tapping heavily on several locations.

Those places are all mountain passes and narrow forest paths, essential routes for troop deployment and excellent locations for ambushes.

"Whether the army returns to the city or marches hastily, it will inevitably take these official roads."

Lin Mo's expression turned serious, and there was no longer a trace of jest in his eyes.

"Yuwen Biao's 100,000-strong army will be at the city gates as early as tomorrow noon."

"So we must arrange all these 'surprises' for him before it gets dark today."

He raised his head and looked at Meng Hu, his eyes sharp as knives.

"Master Meng, these two spots, Eagle Beak Cliff and Black Wind Pass, are the most dangerous and difficult to traverse."

Lin Mo drew two circles on the map with his finger.

"I'm entrusting these two locations to you and the brothers of the Shaking Mountain Army for setup. Is that alright?"

Meng Hu's eyes fell on the map, his brain working at lightning speed, estimating the distance and manpower.

A few breaths later, he suddenly raised his head and straightened his back:

"No problem! I guarantee the mines will be properly buried before dark!"