Immortality Path: From the Blind Man at the Pharmacy-Chapter 86 - The ladys wonderful plan (please subscribe)

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Chapter 86: The lady’s ‘wonderful’ plan (please subscribe)

Chapter 86: The lady’s ‘wonderful’ plan (please subscribe)

Hanping Prefecture, East City Pass, city wall…

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The moon had moved westward, with dark clouds floating.

The wind carried the scent of blood mixed with the fragrance of dewy grass and wood before dawn, mingling fresh new shoots with decaying timber.

Insects called from afar, and crows circled nearby.

Death was mournful, yet victory rallied the spirits.

“We drove the barbarians back, and that’s all they amounted to!” an armored warrior exclaimed excitedly, “That’s all they amounted to!”

“Indeed, barbarians are just humans, they die when struck by a blade! Though those demon beasts were terrifying, we also had masters from Shanhe Martial Arts Hall with us!” another warrior chimed in.

The noise and commotion continued.

General Yuan did not interrupt, merely watched silently as his subordinates collected the bodies.

Song Cheng put away the mechanical shield, then approached, clasped his hands, and praised: “General, your military strategy, I have witnessed it, truly ingenious and miraculous.”

General Yuan was taken aback, as he’d been pondering over this matter for quite some time.

He was used to practicing and suppressing bandits, but such a life-and-death battle was a first for him.

It felt almost as if he’d been catapulted from a trivial game to an expert-level challenge.

And within this expert realm, several times he felt utterly powerless, sensing everything might collapse, for he’d never fought at such a level…

But every time it miraculously held together, as if aided by some divine power.

The military momentum, seemingly about to take a drastic turn for the worse, would always in an “uncanny curve” slow down, giving him time to react, allowing him to swiftly deploy troops.

What was happening?

But upon reflection, General Yuan thought perhaps military strategy itself was just so mysterious, or maybe he, Yuan, had indeed progressed, or perhaps he was naturally born to be a talent for grand battles.

Originally cautious and fearful, General Yuan suddenly found a sliver of confidence.

Upon hearing these words, he stopped pondering, smiled slightly, and said: “It’s thanks to Mr. Song and the two External Affairs Envoys fighting valiantly, otherwise… even with my command, what use would it have been?”

Just then, the sound of footsteps echoed from the stone steps of the city wall, and it was Hong Shi and the two External Affairs Envoys coming upstairs.

Earlier, the two led soldiers out from a side gate for a bloody fight, now stained red all over, with torn clothes.

Apart from the barbarian and demon beast blood, their garments were also clawed apart, leaving numerous white marks on their skin.

In short-term combat, these “Form Realm Warriors” who had cultivated Gang Qi were very resilient, unless facing greater experts, they wouldn’t die easily.

However, every solid hit consumed their Gang Qi, and over time, it became unsustainable, with the possibility of mortal danger if trapped within enemy ranks.

But if the gap in military momentum between both sides was significant enough, something terrifying would occur, a soldier, or even a commander, could unpredictably gather momentum and stab through their defenses, sealing their fate.

Such incidents were typically recorded in history with four words: dead amidst chaotic army.

A real battlefield was extremely terrifying, ever-changing, a graveyard for martial artists.

In the past, the two roamed within the Martial Arts Hall, in the Martial Arts World, at most honing skills against bandits.

Facing off against barbarians and demon beasts was entirely new.

Returning safely now, they could hardly contain their excitement.

Hong Juguang patted Song Cheng on the shoulder, then bypassed him to give General Yuan a bear hug, saying: “Good! I have come to understand the importance of military command!

An individual’s strength on the battlefield is indeed minuscule, different commanders can lead to completely different outcomes. Well done! Young Yuan!”

General Yuan felt quite pleased but said humbly: “Mere luck. Are the two External Affairs Envoys uninjured?”

The two shook their heads.

Shi Zhongjian cast a glance at Song Cheng, noticing the blind man now with disheveled hair and a mysterious robe stained with fresh blood, the past indifference disappeared.

He took the initiative to step forward, patting Song Cheng on the shoulder.

Song Cheng smiled back, clearly noticing the good impression Envoy of External Affairs Shi had gained.

Having fought together on the battlefield in the same camp for victory made a significant difference.

Post-battle, many sat directly on the city wall, starting conversations.

Song Cheng also sat cross-legged, next to Shi Zhongjian, chatting casually.

“Is Envoy of External Affairs Shi’s son about my age?” he initiated the topic.

Shi Zhongjian looked at the sky, pursed his lips, sighed, and said: “About the same.”

He further added: “At his peak, he couldn’t match half of you, and now, don’t even mention it.”

Song Cheng laughed: “But I’m a blind man, while Envoy of External Affairs Shi’s son can at least see the colors of the sky and earth, and appreciate beautiful women, can’t he?”

Shi Zhongjian was taken aback, turned to look at this young blind man.

Black hair stained with blood, a resolute face, the black cloth bandaged over his eyes fluttered in the bloody wind.

This muscular man remarked: “Brother Song is truly a good person.”

Song Cheng said: “What happened to Brother Shi’s son?”

“Caught by rotten poison.”

“Rotten poison?”

“The soul slowly rots, aging rapidly, in a few years living through others’ decades. Soon, when we walk the streets together, others might think he’s my father.”

“…”

“During the last Ghost Tide, he encountered a particularly powerful Ghost Servant, and was then poisoned.

After the Ghost Tide retreated, I wanted to ask Lady Zhushan to save him.

In this Prefectural City, if anyone could save him, it would be Lady Zhushan.

But Lady Zhushan did not appear.”

Shi Zhongjian let out a heavy sigh, “I understand, she was injured too, but now… she should have recovered.”

Song Cheng couldn’t help but secretly sigh: every family has its issues, if someone ignores you, it might not be personal, but they are trapped in their own suffering.