So, they were not originally from Black Cloud Village, nor even southern natives, but rather from beyond the northern borders.
Regarding their backgrounds, Liang Erjiang knew little.
But regarding their thods, Liang Erjiang rembered them clearly.
Thus, when it ca to the proposal for the three villages to join forces and attack Little Huang Village, even though he was sowhat unwilling, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and agree.
The mountain bandits were mostly young and strong, with the old and weak left behind in the village. Hundreds hurriedly marched under the cover of darkness and quickly exited Little Yellow Mountain.
Below Little Yellow Mountain was Little Huang Village. With Black Cloud Village leading them with more than ten riders, hundreds of bandits charged through the rice fields outside the village, arriving directly before the village, and suddenly stopped in shock.
"What’s going on?"
"Where did the dock fortress co from?"
"Wang Liu!"
Looking at the high walls surrounding the village and the watchtower standing at the corner, Liang Erjiang furrowed his brows and imdiately grabbed Wang Liu beside him: "They’ve built a dock fortress, and you damn well didn’t tell ."
"Boss, I’m innocent!"
Wang Liu wore a terrified expression: "Two days ago, when I ca with the brothers, it was just a normal village, there was no dock fortress, you can ask the other brothers if you don’t believe ."
"Nonsense!"
Liang Erjiang shouted angrily: "Then how did this dock fortress co into existence, did it just appear out of nowhere?"
"This..."
Wang Liu had no idea how to respond.
"Stop!"
Then a voice suddenly ca; its tone was as hoarse as a night owl.
Liang Erjiang turned his head and saw that it was the person in the center of the group of riders speaking.
She was a woman of extraordinary height, almost seven feet tall, with a head styled like a dove, a face as black as ink, adorned with bird feathers and beast teeth. Underneath she wore fish scale armor, covered by a black hemp cloak, appearing like a tribal woman from the Southern Border or a witch from the Northern Border, exuding a sinister aura not resembling a human.
This was none other than the leader of the horse bandits from years ago, and now the Black Cloud Village Chief—Wang Po!
Seeing her speak, Liang Erjiang was forced to release Wang Liu and tentatively asked: "Chief Wang, this dock fortress..."
"Your subordinate didn’t lie!"
Looking at the dock fortress ahead, Wang Po’s eyes seed to flash with a green light, she said quietly: "This dock fortress was built in the last two days."
"What?"
Liang Erjiang’s expression changed: "How is this possible?"
"Nothing is impossible!"
Wang Po smiled sinisterly, her eyes flashing green light, suddenly illuminating Yin and Yang, showing a golden light gathering ahead, forming a magic realm, covering the dock fortress and protecting the village within.
It was the Land Realm!
After years of significant developnt, Little Huang Village now had over seven hundred villagers, and had beco a large village, even rivaling towns.
With such a population and incense offerings, the Land God Power naturally increased greatly, the realm had long spread out from the village, covering more than ten miles of land around, otherwise the villagers of Little Huang Village could not open fields outside the original land, extending hundreds of acres of farmland.
But now, the Land Realm had significantly shrunk, only covering the dock fortress and the village.
What does this imply?
It implies the Land God Power has suffered greatly, forced to shrink the realm.
As for why it suffered greatly, naturally it was because of the dock fortress.
Land belongs to the earth, stones, and soil, fertile farmland is just basic, if there’s enough Divine Power, it could even directly solidify earth and stones.
Therefore, building a dock fortress from flat ground in just a few days was not impossible.
But as a price, the Land God Power of Little Huang Village was greatly diminished, even the Divine Realm shrunk significantly.
"Looking to protect themselves with mortal power?"
"Hmph!"
Wang Po, having figured out the root of the situation, let out a cold laugh, then raised her hand, sending dozens of Black Cloud Village bandits rushing out, carrying several heavy wooden ladders, directly placing them on the walls of Little Huang Village’s dock fortress.
No matter about the dock fortress, her Five Immortals Gang had broken them before, fifty years ago Baixi Town also built a dock fortress, inside was a tenth grade Village Land God and more than two thousand people, but in the end, she still broke it and slaughtered the village, even the Village Land God beca food for the Five Immortals.
Although after being destroyed by governnt soldiers, the Five Immortals Gang fell to beco Black Cloud Village, weakening significantly, not as powerful as in the past, but attacking a village of a few hundred people was still more than enough.
"Kill, kill, kill!"
The bandits rushed forward, placing ladders several ters long onto walls several ters high, then clamped knives in their mouths and climbed up.
"Clang, clang, clang!"
"Enemy attack, enemy attack!"
The shrill sounding of copper gongs erupted, torches lighting up, revealing many silhouettes on the tower at each corner of the high walls, looking down to shoot arrows.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"
Suddenly arrows flew like rain, although it was a hunting bow and bamboo arrows, not as powerful as military archery, but for these bandits without armored protection, just wearing hemp fabric ragged clothes, it was still lethal enough, soon a few bandits were struck by arrows, wailing and falling, tumbling down the long ladder.
But as one fell, many climbed up, with Wang Po and others driving them from behind, the Black Cloud Village bandits dared not retreat, using simple wooden shields to block the arrow rain, forcibly climbing the high walls.
On top of the high wall was a platform, just as a bandit climbed up, several long spears viciously stabbed forward, manned by the villagers of Little Huang Village who had been waiting all this ti.
"Thud! Thud! Thud!"
With muffled sounds, blood splattered, the simple spears causing dreadful harm, several bandits were pierced through chest and abdon, screaming while being flipped off body, rolling down the high wall.
"Hmph, they were prepared after all!"
Wang Po wasn’t surprised at all, instead she shifted her gaze to Liang Erjiang and other bandit leaders: "It’s your turn."
Facing her green gaze, Liang Erjiang felt a shiver in his heart, forced to raise his broadsword: "Brothers, follow !"
Saying this, he led the Black Wind Village bandits charging forward, he himself taking the lead, True Qi circulating within him, leaping up onto the high walls.
Flying onto the wall, slashing the sword down, a Little Huang Village villager couldn’t dodge in ti, was struck by the broadsword, directly flipping off the platform.
"Sothing’s wrong!!!"
However, Liang Erjiang found no joy in this, because the sense from the blade wasn’t flesh and blood, it felt as if he struck sothing hard, that villager was just flipped off the wall, not bloodied on the spot.
What was even more terrifying was that there were three more villagers on the platform, their upper bodies bare, only their foreheads and arms tightly wrapped in yellow turbans, showing strong bodies, wielding long spears and broadswords.
Seeing this True Qi Master flying on the wall, these villagers not only didn’t fear, but rather ca forward shouting.
"Land God protect us!"
A strongman shouted out, the yellow turban on him seeming to emit Divine Light, instantly increasing his strength, wielding the broadsword with a speed that was astonishing.
"Clang!!!"
Liang Erjiang blocked with his knife, only feeling a great force transmitted, numbing his palms, circulating True Qi to slightly relieve it.
What’s going on?
A re village civilian, surprisingly so formidable, even shaking his weapon as a True Qi Master.
Could this person be born with divine power?
"Kill!!!"
Before the thought finished, interrupted by the charge of two more Yellow Turban Strongn, viciously thrusting long spears, forcing Liang Erjiang to frantically dodge.
No, really wrong!
How could Little Huang Village have so many skilled fighters?
Facing three Yellow Turban Strongn, Liang Erjiang, relying on True Qi within him and decades of battlefield experiences in Jianghu, barely managed to fend them off.
But the other bandit leaders didn’t have this ability, faced with the desperate, life-for-life tactics of the Yellow Turban Strongn, several Black Wind Village leaders were caught off guard, wounded in succession, and even more were directly speared through, blood splattering.
"Divine Strike!"
Below the high wall, Wang Po coldly observed, still calm.
The Divine Striking Technique was Tier Three, generally required a Tenth-grade Village Land to perform.
Now even a Twelfth-grade Village Land could perform it, this was clearly unusual.
But regardless of how unusual, it couldn’t escape the barrier of Divine Power exhaustion.
How much Divine Power could a Village Land possess?
Divine Strike relies entirely on Divine Power, once the Divine Power is exhausted, these villagers are simply at on the board.
Thus...
"Wooooo!"
Wang Po raised both eyes, seeing the call of the gloomy wind, streams of sinister currents surge, rushing toward the Land Realm.
They were the evil spirits from the mountains!
This battle was happening both in the mortal world and in the Underworld.
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