From a country cook to a master chef

Meanwhile, on the Zhanbo side, the commander of the three armies was named Chu You, a member of the Huanglong tribe among the twelve tribes of Wushan. He held the official position of Grand Shaman and was known for his divine military prowess. His tactics were unpredictable and he was skilled in using unconventional tactics.

As the army broke camp, Chu You made a bold promise to the Witch Emperor: within a year, he would surely sweep across the Great Wu and capture the Martial Emperor.

Two years have passed in a flash, and the battle is at a stalemate. Not only has the Zhanbo army made little progress, but the Wushan cultivators on Jin Valley Plain have also been held back by the alliance of the six major sects of the Great Martial Kingdom.

Although Zhanbo had ample supplies prepared in the rear, the prolonged siege inevitably led to exhaustion of the troops and horses, and a decline in morale.

Chu You is now very worried that this attack on Da Wu will end in failure, just like before.

Seeing his uneasy appearance, the supervising shaman king, who was playing chess with him, stroked his long beard and said leisurely, "You need not worry. On the Golden Valley Plain, I have already laid a vast net. Once all the cultivators from the six sects are caught, I can wipe him out in one fell swoop and eliminate any future troubles."

At that time, with the six factions no longer able to delay them, the Zhanbo army can advance unimpeded and seize the world.

Upon hearing this, Chu You's expression shifted, and he smiled with delight, saying, "If that's the case, it will ease my worries somewhat."

Chu You had a son who was handsome and talented, and asked to be ordered to attack Cangzhou Yucheng.

So he led 30,000 elite troops, marched dozens of miles overnight, and the army arrived at the outside of Yucheng Pass. He then ordered them to set up camp on the spot, light fires at midnight, and form ranks at dawn, preparing to capture Yucheng.

At six o'clock in the morning, Chu Geng personally took command at the front lines. He saw the three armies arrayed in perfect formation, exuding a chilling aura. He spurred his horse, spear in hand, and roared:

"Fellow sons of Wushan, our ancestors suffered a crushing defeat at the hands of Wudi, but their heroic spirits live on. Today, we fight side by side, sharing life and death, to wash away yesterday's shame and restore the glory of Wushan!"

"sough!"

As soon as Chu Geng finished speaking, the 30,000-strong Wushan army roared like thunder, each soldier filled with murderous intent and boiling blood.

Seeing this, Chu Geng was very satisfied and ordered a general to challenge the enemy in front of the battle, intending to dampen the morale of the Wu army first.

With a loud roar, a man rode out from the formation, his face as black as coal, wielding a long, cold-skinned spear. He was truly awe-inspiring and commanded the entire army.

"This humble general, Zhu Huan, is willing to fight the enemy chieftain and offer him to the minor shaman."

Upon seeing the approaching general, Chu Geng was overjoyed. This man was named Zhu Huan, a descendant of the famous general Zhanbo. He possessed astonishing martial prowess and had once defeated several martial artists at the Divine Power Realm with his long spear.

Seeing that it was Zhu Huan's first battle, Chu Geng rolled up his sleeves and personally beat the drum to cheer him on.

Zhu Huan rode his horse to the front of the Yucheng Pass. A demonic wind seemed to rage around him, raising a cloud of black mist that startled the generals of Yucheng.

However, the generals of Guanzhong were not cowards. Before Lin Jue could speak, one of them stepped forward. He was seven feet tall, with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, and had a handsome appearance. His name was Zhang Fu, and he was a fellow disciple of Li Xuantong. He spoke in a deep voice without fear:

"The pear blossom axe in my hand is invincible and rarely encounters an opponent. Today, the axe flashes and I shall drink the blood of the enemy."

"I beg Your Excellency's permission to go out of the city and behead that scoundrel, thus boosting the morale and morale of the army."

Upon learning that the person before him had reached the late stage of the Divine Power Realm, Lin Jue did not hesitate and immediately nodded, ordering him to leave the city to fight.

In an instant, both armies waved flags and beat drums, and shouts of battle rose into the sky.

Zhang Fu, wielding a pear blossom-shaped axe, rode out on a snow-white horse, saying nothing, and charged straight at the enemy general of Zhanbo.

As the two clashed, a fierce wind raged before the pass, whipping up sand and stones, making it impossible to discern who had won or lost.

Once the sandstorm subsided, everyone looked around.

Zhang Fu lay dead before the pass, his head already held high on the tip of a spear by the shaman Zhanbo.

On the high walls of Yucheng, Lin Jue's expression changed drastically in an instant. Losing the first battle was a major taboo in the army.

With Zhang Fu dead, Lin Jue ordered his men to hang up a sign of truce, remain steadfast and not engage in battle, waiting for the enemy's offensive to erupt so that he could defend Yucheng to the death.

Seeing that no more generals from the city would come out to fight, Zhanbo the shaman couldn't help but look up to the sky and roar, wantonly insulting and belittling the generals in the city.

Upon seeing this, Chu Geng ordered his army to prepare for an attack.

Suddenly, a general rode up on his horse and laughed, "No need to rush. Please, Chief Shaman, allow me to go out and fight. I will surely be able to get the generals of Yucheng to come out of the city to meet the challenge."

Upon hearing this, Chu Geng was puzzled, but after listening to what the man said, he ordered him to go into battle with Zhu Huan.

On the high wall of Yucheng, Lin Jue saw another general emerge from the enemy camp and began to scrutinize him closely.

This man had a broad forehead and a wide face, a tiger-like body and a bear-like waist, and did not look like a person from Zhanbo.

Upon arriving at the front lines, he immediately introduced himself, which enraged the generals of Yucheng.

It turns out that this person was originally from Yucheng, and was once known as the Heartbreaker Ji Yao, one of the five strongest people in Yucheng.

The fall of Yucheng was due to this man's secret collusion with the people of Zhanbo.

Unlike the generals' anger, Lin Jue's impression of this person was that he had once seriously injured Wang Lingzhi, the senior brother of the Four Symbols Martial Arts School.

Otherwise, the Four Symbols Martial Arts School wouldn't have been forced to flee Yucheng and disappear without a trace.

After a moment of contemplation, Lin Jue turned to his generals and asked, "Who dares to fight?"

After he finished speaking, a general stepped forward, clasping his hands in a fist salute. Although he was nearly sixty years old, he was still full of vigor and his eyes were bright. "This humble general, Huang Fei, is willing to kill this man!"

Lin Jue looked at this person and knew that his strength was close to the Divine Illumination Realm. He had been an instructor at the Green Mountain Martial Arts School and was one of the few peak Divine Power Realm martial artists in the city. He then ordered him to fight Ji Yao.

Veteran general Huang Fei immediately obeyed the order, stepped down from the city wall, and rode straight towards the enemy general.

The two exchanged blows for dozens of rounds. Huang Fei, as expected of a peak Divine Power Realm martial artist, maintained a slight advantage throughout, drawing cheers from the city walls.

But at that moment, a sudden gale arose in front of the pass, with sand and stones flying everywhere.

Huang Fei was caught off guard and Ji Yao seized the opportunity to cut him down from his horse. Ji Yao then brandished his sword and roared that there was no one left in the city.

Seeing this, Lin Jue hurriedly ordered his men to close the city gates tightly, refusing to engage in battle no matter how the other side shouted insults.

Although the generals were extremely frustrated, there was nothing they could do. Even General Huang Fei had been defeated, so their efforts to fight now would be futile.

Lin Jue walked into the city gate tower, his mind replaying the two battles before the pass. He sighed inwardly that Zhanbo was indeed full of fierce and ruthless generals.

"A fierce wind blew, sand and stones flew..."

Lin Jue racked his brains, trying to find the weakness. In the two rounds of fighting, it could be said that the generals of Yucheng died in that strange gust of wind.

After pondering for a long time, gazing at the dimly lit city gate tower, Lin Jue suddenly remembered what Master Liu had said: of all the techniques of fist fighting, the eyes are paramount.

The Zhanbo shaman must have trained his eyesight, so he was not afraid of the sandstorm. In battle, he would use the flying sand and stones to confuse his opponent's vision, thus gaining the upper hand and becoming invincible.

With this in mind, Lin Jue already had a solution in mind.

When he returned to the city wall, he saw Ji Yao and another shaman general still shouting in front of the battle lines, completely unrestrained.

Seeing this, Lin Jue immediately ordered his men to prepare a fine horse, as he intended to personally go out of the city to fight.

The generals were astonished, and Li Xuantong hurriedly tried to dissuade him, exclaiming, "Lin Jue, that Ji Yao is no ordinary person. Even my father is no match for him. You mustn't act recklessly."

Upon hearing this, Lin Jue calmly shared his speculation and took out a torn strip of cloth from his pocket, explaining to the generals, "The sorcerer used magic to create a strong wind to distract us. If we simply blindfold him, we can surely cut him down."

However, this battle is perilous; those who have not trained their eyesight and hearing should absolutely not participate.

The generals remained silent. After a while, Li Xuantong, worried about Lin Jue's safety, suggested that he try it out to see if Lin Jue would still be able to kill enemy generals if he were blindfolded.

Everyone nodded in agreement. Lin Jue was the commander-in-chief of Yucheng's defense, and he should not risk his life unless absolutely necessary.

Knowing what everyone was thinking, and in order to dispel their concerns, Lin Jue had no choice but to go with Li Xuantong to a wide street in the city, intending to test their skills while blindfolded.

Everyone was now completely focused and calm, barely daring to breathe, clenching their fists, eagerly awaiting the outcome of the contest.

Once the two were ready, Lin Jue blindfolded himself with a white cloth and took the lead, charging towards Li Xuantong on horseback with a long spear in hand.

Its momentum was astonishing, and Li Xuantong was secretly taken aback. He then raised his halberd to meet the challenge.

Lin Jue joined the army a year ago, learned military marksmanship, and wielded it with great skill and prowess.

After a brief exchange of blows, lasting no more than three rounds, Li Xuantong was defeated, his halberd flying from his hand.

Lin Jue, blindfolded with a white cloth, accidentally struck Li Xuantong in the shoulder with his spear. Fortunately, it was only a minor injury and he was not seriously hurt.

The generals shouted loudly; at this moment, they were completely convinced of Lin Jue's abilities.