Warhammer Fantasy: I Have Total War System

Chapter 90 The Arrow of Kunos

The center of the military exercise battlefield.

Li Lin could no longer see anything.

His eyes were severely bloodshot, and the world around him was a mixture of varying shades of red.

The shadows of Yue Pengrui and the red-bearded Golden Gate master flickered before him, like two red arcs on the water's surface in the moonlight.

His hands hung limply at his sides like two twisted ropes.

His chest stopped rising and falling for a moment, almost making Yue Pengrui think he was dead.

"Master..." Yue Pengrui's tone was uneasy. He knew that his four fellow disciples were being pushed out to be tested.

Their leading opposition to Li Lin was itself a sign that Li Lin had already alienated and alienated people within the Allied Forces.

Testing them is one thing, but actually killing Li Lin is another.

No matter how many mistakes Li Lin made, he also had merits. At most, his merits and demerits would cancel each other out, and he was far from being sentenced to death.

Moreover, he also holds the position of military commissioner personally appointed by the Dragon Emperor.

It's like a broken jar filled with candy and gunpowder.

Everyone wanted to eat candy, but no one wanted to be the first to break the jar, because they would definitely be killed or maimed by the gunpowder.

"I know what I'm doing," the red-bearded martial artist said calmly.

But when he looked at Li Lin on the ground, a sinister glint flashed in his eyes.

"They're still alive? This kid's technique is quite something."

This person's true energy had silently penetrated into Li Lin's internal organs, heading straight for his upper and lower dantian where his true energy was being nurtured.

The goal, of course, was to kill Li Lin, and without revealing any obvious flaws.

Ideally, it should be made to appear that one did not exert their full strength, but rather that Li Lin fought desperately and ultimately died from exhaustion.

However, the cultivation method Li Lin practiced was extremely strange.

He himself had lost consciousness and the strength to circulate his internal energy, but the true qi within his body began to circulate on its own, becoming increasingly solid and firmly protecting his head, meridians, and other vital organs, making it extremely difficult to destroy.

If you force it apart with brute force, it will inevitably leave obvious marks.

"That's not a good idea."

The red-bearded martial artist had no choice but to continue applying pressure, manipulating the True Qi Snake within Li Lin's body to constantly probe for weaknesses in Li Lin's techniques.

One breath, two breaths... one hundred and fifty breaths, one hundred and fifty-one breaths.

"Master!" Yue Pengrui anxiously reminded him.

Their main force had been completely routed, almost wiped out.

Shen Du had already fled to the rear and joined up with the victorious martial arts figures.

Fu Qinglin and his men consumed a large amount of their internal energy to support the main battle, and were naturally no match for their opponents, resulting in their complete annihilation.

However, their fight was a contest of martial arts, not a full-blown battle, so no one was killed.

The rules for determining the outcome of military exercises are that, in addition to the commanders of both sides voluntarily surrendering or being beheaded, all troops except the commanders of both sides must be annihilated or escape the border.

There is not much time left for them.

As long as Shen Du and the last thirty or so martial arts practitioners are defeated and flee, the military exercise will have a nominal winner.

Li Lin, however, no longer had the ability to admit defeat.

But where are the referees right now?

The main force was almost completely annihilated, and Li Lin, as the commander-in-chief, refused to surrender. Yue Pengrui quickly realized that they needed to win.

There is only one way—that is to kill Li Lin!

"That's enough."

Yue Pengrui sighed and was about to tell the red-bearded martial artist to stop when, unexpectedly, thousands of invisible true qi condensed into iron and silver threads that pierced through his limbs and bones.

His entire body turned red, and dense beads of blood seeped out, soaking his body, but were instantly evaporated by the raging storm and shaken off.

Even officers who closely monitored the battle using magical artifacts such as small astrological observatories and astronomical mirrors mostly failed to notice this strange scene.

Except for Qiantang.

He stood alone on the hillside, gazing into the distance. His sleeves fluttered in the aftershocks of the storm, but his eyes never left the battle on Li Lin's side.

"To believe everything in books is worse than having no books at all," he muttered to himself, his brow furrowed slightly. "It's a pity that most people can't even understand what they read, let alone not believe in it."

"Military exercises and military manuals across the country repeatedly emphasize the importance of training soldiers for a thousand days to use them in one battle, maintaining discipline and harmony, and strictly prohibiting the recruitment of experts with dubious backgrounds. Why don't they listen?"

"The martial artists from Kinmen are stronger than you, they can come and go as they please, and there's nothing they can do about it."

"What makes you think that someone like that would necessarily obey your orders in a high-pressure, exhausting environment like military campaigns?"

Yue Pengrui twitched almost imperceptibly as he reached for the black-sheathed longsword at his waist.

The cold light slowly emerged from its sheath, as if it was hesitating whether or not to make a move.

As the martial arts practitioners in poor condition and lacking the ability to "resist the charge" were knocked around like bowling balls by the man-eater, they were scattered in all directions.

The faint, cold light suddenly became bright.

Yue Pengrui stood upright, his five fingers gripping the sword, the tip pointing directly at Li Lin's neck.

"I'm sorry, junior brother," he said in a sinister tone, "this is all your own doing."

Then a fierce storm arose, sword light flashed, and it slashed fiercely.

He Xu, Jian Ping, and others watching from the sidelines were completely dumbfounded.

The six young masters of the Southern Dipper in Shangyang were all respectable and talented young men. No one could have imagined that they would actually kill Li Lin, with whom they shared a common sect, for a few pieces of merchant goods.

The remaining people were those who had somewhat anticipated this scene.

Either you've already been warned by your elders not to make a fuss, and even less to take action.

Either they believe that since both parties have signed a life-or-death contract during the martial arts demonstration, it's all in accordance with the rules who lives and who dies, and there's no need for them to intervene.

Only a very few people believe that Li Lin must have some trump card that allowed him to survive!

Inside the summer pavilion, an elderly man named Arabi, dressed in a white robe, sat cross-legged on a camel wool carpet, meditating with his eyes closed. Suddenly, he opened his eyes and looked across the crowd and hills at a low, sparse shrubbery in the military exercise area.

Beside him, the Shangyang officer was fawning over his lawfully wedded wife, a voluptuous young Arab woman, serving her tea, water, and peeling fruit.

The woman ate a lychee, smiled, and kissed her husband. The Shangyang military officer was captivated by the kiss, drawing contemptuous, disdainful, and jealous glances from those around them.

"Father?" the woman then turned to the elderly Arabi.

"They've arrived," the old man said in Arabic, his voice low, almost to himself, "The Forest Giant has arrived."

As soon as he finished speaking, the low bushes suddenly began to grow vigorously.

The dark ironwood trees, as thick as three or four adults could hug, rose from the ground, forming a forbidden zone like a fortress or cage.

"call out"

The long cry of a giant eagle hunting, its wings whistling through the air and clouds, descends from the sky, echoing endlessly between the mountains and forests of this land.

Three arrows, imbued with a shimmering green light, shot forth from the tightly sealed ironwood fortress, as light as willow catkins in spring, as swift as...

With a swift wind and lightning, carrying the power of nature, it aimed directly at the vital points of Yue Pengrui and the Jinmen warriors!

An arrow pierced Yue Pengrui's heart, creating emerald green ripples. He was immediately blasted ten meters away, his entire chest a bloody mess.

Then countless wriggling plant roots grew rampantly in his chest cavity, carrying the deep hatred of the great forest for the people of Zhen Dan and the dragon prince.

On the other hand, the two arrows struck the Golden Gate warriors. One of them pierced through the layers of protective true energy, but its power waned and it dissipated in mid-air.

The last arrow, retaining all its power, hurtled towards the warrior's brow.

The red-bearded warrior shouted, caught the white blade with his bare hands, gripped the arrow firmly, and flew backward.

Green ripples exploded one after another in his palm, and strange cracks began to appear on the surface of the red-bearded warrior's body, like a shattered mirror.

The instant the two flew away, Li Lin, who had been slumped on the ground like a rag, suddenly moved his fingers.

Our lord "Li Lin" unleashes the skill "Jianglu Chaoping".

[Affected enemy units: None] [Affected friendly units: Military strategist "Li Lin"]

Our agent "Xing Ganqi" unleashes the skill "Arrow of Kunos".

[Affected enemy units: "Shadow Phoenix" Tong Long, Yue Pengrui (no unit card)] [Affected friendly units: None]