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Chapter 4053: A God-Like Opponent
The sky-shattering vibrations alarmed all residents in the Imperial Capital's suburbs.
The entire village and farming households erupted. Every house lit up, and people rose from their beds, throwing on clothes. Peering through windows, they saw a blaze in the southeast, like a fiery tornado in the sky, with thick smoke billowing.
Amidst the earth-shattering sounds of battle, the villagers were terrified into silence. No one dared to venture out to look, instead shrinking back into their beds, shivering uncontrollably.
Xiaoye, leading hundreds of Night Pavilion disciples, surged out from behind the divine stone cannons. They cut down the unsuspecting gunners like chopping vegetables, instantly felling a swath of them.
There were a total of twelve divine stone cannons here, all precisely aimed at the farmhouse courtyard.
Now, after the cannon fire, what was once a perfectly fine farmhouse courtyard had been leveled to the ground.
And the people who fired the cannons, along with the guard contingent, totaling over three hundred, were now completely surrounded by the Night Pavilion disciples.
Student Xiaoye led the charge, hacking fiercely, directly severing one of the gunner's arms and slapping him, along with his weapon, onto the ground.
The Night Pavilion disciples swarmed forward, seizing all twelve divine stone cannons and cutting down almost all the black-clad figures they could find.
The remaining black-clad figures, seeing the unfavorable situation, were about to flee but were surrounded by a cavalry unit.
Fang Su arrived with five thousand elite Green Forest Guards. The formation spread out, completely blocking the black-clad men's retreat. Without a word, they surrounded the Qing Tian Sect disciples who were desperately trying to escape.
From the start of the battle to its end, less than a quarter of an hour passed. All Qing Tian Sect disciples were captured, pushed into the center of the encirclement, missing limbs and broken bones.
Horses neighed incessantly, and blazing torches, fueled by the howling night wind, quickly burned brightly. In the pitch-black night, they snaked into a long, continuous dragon, reflecting on the window frames of every household.
"All villagers, listen! His Royal Highness, the Crown Prince, has brought troops to suppress the bandits! Everyone, do not be afraid; just stay indoors for now. The bandits have all been annihilated by our Green Forest Guards! Everyone is safe." Fang Su's clear voice echoed, reaching the various villages and residences in this suburban area.
The common people, who had been scared half to death, instantly breathed a collective sigh of relief upon hearing that the Crown Prince had come to suppress bandits.
Those who were bolder couldn't help but peek out through their windows, only to see a continuous line of torches in the dark night outside, with shadowy figures standing in the wind.
Within the ruins of the farmhouse courtyard, when Qiao Mu's figure reappeared, Xiaoye, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately stepped forward to salute her.
Mo Lian followed slowly, looking at the ravaged residence, a chilling, sarcastic smile gracing his lips.
No wonder Qiao Qiao was so cautious and uneasy; her old opponent truly excelled at setting elaborate traps, his strategies far exceeding the ordinary.
If it had been anyone else here today, trapped like a turtle in a jar within the confinement spell array, with twelve divine stone cannons firing simultaneously, they would undoubtedly have become cannon fodder.
Even with full body defensive spiritual artifacts, if not dead, severe injury would be inevitable!
"Your Highness, the brothers are waiting outside," Xiaoye reported, stepping forward. "All the Qing Tian Sect disciples present have been contained."
"Very good," Mo Lian nodded lightly, sweeping his gaze around with satisfaction.
Meanwhile, the Qing Tian Sect archer held by Feng Chen was trembling uncontrollably, his entire body covered in blood from being whipped, utterly disheveled.