Free Web NovelTie Dun counted on his fingers and grinned, "Twenty-four people above level 39? We have eighteen third-tier combat power, but we have three healers! Yu Rou, Guild Master Yue Hua, and Deputy Garrison Commander Jiang Wan, three healers!"
With the added health boost from the Great Wall and the Rejuvenating Wind, blocking it shouldn't be a problem, right?
Zhao Hu nodded: "We are on the defensive and have the advantage."
Feng Qingyan tilted her head, raising her eyebrows slightly: "What about those two level 40s? They're level 40! Our highest level here is only level 39..."
Lin Feng's voice was calm as still water: "Leave those two level 40 ones to me."
There was a moment of silence on the city wall.
Zhao Hu nodded slightly: "The lord has already activated the golden set effect, plus the Heavenly Fate Awakening, two level 40s shouldn't be a problem."
Ivan picked up his wine bowl again: "Since Lord Lin has said so, then I'll wait and see what a good show it is!"
After saying that, he tilted his head back and took a big gulp, then wiped his mouth.
Lin Feng glanced at the time; it was already 2:02 AM.
He smiled slightly, turned to look at Jiang Yelan, and said in a tone that couldn't be concealed: "Yelan, when you have time, go and find Li Yuan and ask him to prepare the celebration banquet for tomorrow night."
After saying that, he pushed off with his feet, and his body soared into the air, flying towards the direction of the council hall.
The golden armor left a long, thin trail of light in the moonlight, and disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.
The dozen or so people left on the city wall looked at each other in bewilderment.
Holding the Bone Healing Staff, Su Yurou said softly, "The lord never fights a battle unprepared."
Lu Dingchuan nodded: "Lord Lin knows how to do things properly, so we should just do as he says."
Liu Zhenshan nodded, while Zhao Tieshan remained silent.
Jiang Yelan's gaze lingered for a moment in the direction Lin Fengfei had gone, then he turned around, silently walked down the city wall, and went to find Li Yuan.
...
The second floor of the council hall.
Lin Feng flew in through the window and landed in the center of the room.
Moonlight streamed in through the window, bathing the room in a silvery glow.
He walked to the bedside and sat down, taking out the bottle of golden potion, Dragon Blood Brew, from his pocket.
The liquid in the bottle gleamed with a golden-red luster, like solidified magma or sealed sunlight.
He unscrewed the bottle cap, and a warm breath wafted out, carrying a faint herbal scent and a hint of spiciness.
Without hesitation, he tilted his head back and drank the medicine in one gulp.
The medicine was scalding hot as it entered my throat, like drinking a mouthful of lava, burning all the way down to my stomach.
A pale golden halo appeared on his skin, lasting for about two breaths before slowly receding and disappearing into his body.
A system notification popped up in my mind:
【You have consumed "Dragon's Blood Brew" (Gold Quality).】
【Constitution, Strength, and Agility each increased by 10%.】
【Current all attribute increases: 510%.】
【Heavenly Mandate Beacon: Required for use has been met; activation is possible at any time.】
Lin Feng closed his eyes, feeling the immense power surging within his body.
He felt that he could ignite the flames of destiny at any moment and unleash a power that could crush everything.
He opened his eyes, and a smile slowly spread from the corners of his eyes to the corners of his mouth.
"It's safe."
...
At 1:30 PM, twenty li west of Hangu Pass.
Goron hovered in front of the army, raised his giant axe, and ordered a halt to the advance.
The 80,000-strong orc army halted on the Golden Harvest Plain.
The green tide solidified into a silent ocean under the midday sun, with only the battle flags fluttering in the wind.
Twenty mammoth war elephants swayed their massive bodies, swinging their trunks and emitting deep whinny.
Two purple battering rams stopped in the center of the formation, and the creaking of the chains fell silent.
Salga flew up from behind, the giant bone club slung over his shoulder, his face full of impatience, and he roared gruffly. ƒreewebηoveℓ.com
"Goron, what the hell is wrong with you now? Twenty miles is nothing, you can cover it in the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, why are you stopping?"
Goron didn't look at him, his dark red eyes fixed on the bluish-gray city wall on the distant horizon: "Just to be on the safe side, let the prophet perform the calculation again."
Salga opened his mouth, baring his fangs, and muttered a curse, "You're such a busybody. That wretched place, Beacon Fire Territory, doesn't even have a territory guardian beast. How could it suddenly become a city-level territory?"
He said that, but he didn't stop them. Instead, he waved downwards.
Two gaunt orc prophets rose from the ranks and hovered on either side of Gronn.
A ghostly green soul flame flickered deep within his eye sockets, and a hoarse voice squeezed out from the depths of his throat: "Lord Gronn, what are your orders?"
"Deduce the Beacon Fire Territory. Now." Goron's voice brooked no argument.
The two prophets closed their eyes simultaneously, raised their withered wooden staffs high, and the bone fragments at the top of the staffs trembled violently in the wind.
Dark purple light surged from the tip of the staff, coalescing into two blurry halos in front of them.
In the halo of light, the outline of a fortified city was faintly visible, with its bluish-gray walls and dark blue flags.
A minute later, the two prophets opened their eyes at the same time, and the soul fire in their eyes flickered a few times.
The prophet on the left hissed, “Beacon Fire Territory is still a county-level territory.”
The prophet on the right nodded in agreement: "There is no aura of a guardian beast, and no sign of advancement."
Salga's eyes suddenly lit up, and dark red flames burned in his pupils.
He grinned, revealing a set of sharp fangs: "Haha! A county-level territory! A lousy county-level territory dares to block my orc army? Gron, you're too careful! I told you long ago, this so-called Awakened Destiny is nothing but a little brat who hasn't grown up yet!"
Goron finally broke into a smile.
He raised the Bonebreaker, and the runes on the axe blade shone with a dazzling golden light.
"All troops, attack! Day and night without rest, no need for probing! Fight both in the air and on the ground simultaneously! Give me a day to break through Hangu Pass!"
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—!"
A deafening howl erupted from the orc army.
Eighty thousand throats roared out the same battle cry at the same time, the sound waves rolling and startling the birds in the distance into taking flight.
The mammoth war elephant roared to the sky, its trunk curled high.
The 80,000-strong army began to surge, a green tide spreading from the Golden Harvest Plain, flowing towards the bluish-gray city wall to the east.
Twenty mammoth war elephants led the way, their hooves pounding the ground and causing the earth to tremble.
Two battering rams, surrounded by orc infantry, moved slowly and steadily in the center of the formation.
...
Hangu Pass, West Gate Tower.
1:40 PM.
All the defenders on the city wall have taken their battle positions.
Ten thousand elite Qin soldiers were deployed in tiers along the city wall, their black armor as hard as iron, their crossbows cocked, and their halberds leaning against the battlements.
Behind them were five thousand county soldiers and five thousand Yellow Turban soldiers, armed with spears and broadswords, with shields held in front of them.
Five battalions of the Night Whisper Legion and five battalions of the Crescent Moon Legion were distributed throughout the city walls, mixed with two thousand Yellow Turban warriors.
There is a catapult and a crossbow every ten meters on the city wall, and the firing angle has been calibrated.
The catapult's stone projectiles were piled inside the wall, the canisters of ice and explosive agents were neatly stacked, and the smoke agents were piled up separately.
The heavy crossbows were already loaded with giant arrows, and the bowstrings were taut.
Beneath the city wall, the reserve troops stood in a dense, dark formation.
Ten thousand Qin warriors, three thousand Yellow Turban warriors, and thirty thousand awakened warriors and adventurers were divided into several square formations, waiting silently.
No one spoke; only the fluttering of battle flags and the occasional clanging of armor plates could be heard.
