After receiving reinforcements from the provincial capital, Guide Mansion suddenly became stronger and even had an absolute advantage against the demon soldiers on the opposite side.
Although the demon soldiers on the opposite side are called monsters, in fact, they are just a group of humanoid creatures with rougher skin and thicker flesh than ordinary humans.
Most of their strength is only around the third level, and they don't have much advantage over the regular armies of the major dynasties.
Even because of their wisdom and nature, they are far inferior to the regular human army in terms of discipline. When the strength and numbers are the same, these monster soldiers are often defeated.
Previously, the power of Guide Fucheng would have been unequal in terms of high-end combat power, had it not been for the lack of a sixth-level strongman to support the scene.
A single soldier from Guide Mansion can challenge the 30,000 demon soldiers on the opposite side. It is not certain who will win and who will lose!
Things are different now. The Governor personally leads an army to conquer the rebellion, and the Governor with the same level of high-level combat power deals with the Demon King of Huangshan. The strength of the remaining soldiers was more than twice that of the demon soldiers on the opposite side, giving them the upper hand. The outcome of this war seemed to have been decided at this moment.
"Huangshan Demon King, withdraw your troops now, and I will not hold you responsible for your crimes!"
Qin Ming, the governor of Dongjiang Province, is standing in mid-air. At his level, even a warrior can stand in the void and fly at will.
The Huangshan Demon King opposite him was a weasel at the foot of Huangshan Mountain in the Thousand Miles of Mountain Forest. After practicing for thousands of years, he reached the sixth level of strength and officially became a demon king.
"Hehe, let me withdraw my troops without even looking at what kind of person you are."
The Monster King of Huangshan laughed a few times and looked at the Governor Qin Ming opposite with disdain.
"Don't bully others too much. You and I are both sixth-level warriors with the same cultivation level. It's hard to say who will win in a real fight."
Qin Ming cursed secretly in his heart, feeling extremely angry at the Huangshan Demon King's extravagance, especially his contemptuous eyes. Even the emperor of the Ming Dynasty did not dare to do this, how could he not feel that his self-esteem was insulted.
But what he just said is indeed true. Both sides are at the sixth level of strength. It is unpredictable who will win or lose in a fight. If there is an injury or even life, then the gain will not be worth the loss.
With their current strength, even if human life is short, they still have a lifespan of more than a thousand years, and there is a lot of glory and wealth waiting to be enjoyed.
No matter how willing they are to be on this battlefield, Li people have lost their lives in vain for the so-called Ming Dynasty. They are not noble enough yet.
That's why Qin Ming came here to persuade them that there is such an unwritten agreement between them, the strong men above level six.
"If there are conflicts between each other, they can be resolved through discussion, and there will never be a life-and-death struggle."
Unless both parties have a life-and-death feud, everything can be easily discussed. This has been a tacit understanding for countless years.
This is also the reason why Qin and Ming did not think about fighting before the war, but instead thought about compromising with the enemy.
"Jie Jie Jie, just because you want to be compared with this great king, today is the day of your death."
An even more terrifying strange smile appeared from the mouth of the King of Huangshan, making people tremble in their hearts.
Although Qin Ming on the opposite side became even more angry after hearing this, he opened his mouth, as if he wanted to persuade him again, but he didn't expect that the Huangshan Demon King opened his mouth and used his natal magical power.
I saw a thick yellow mist spraying out, with smoke billowing directly towards Qin Ming's body, extremely fast.
Qin Ming was just about to persuade him, but he didn't expect the Huangshan Demon King to take action immediately. Unexpectedly, although he quickly took precautions, his entire figure was still enveloped by the smoke.
As soon as Qin Ming fell into the yellow mist, a pungent stench hit his nostrils. He was so dizzy that he felt dizzy and felt a turbulence in his organs. He couldn't help but vomited.
It is said that these weasels who have attained Taoism have a natal magical power, which is the concentration of the filthy energy in their belly. The killing power is not very obvious, but it weakens the enemy very powerfully.
This filthy air can blind one's mind, destroy one's vitality and blood, and hurt one's internal organs. It can make a person lose the ability to fight before they engage in a fight, and he has to be captured without a fight.
Well, after saying so much, maybe others still don’t know what magical power it is. In fact, in the final analysis, it is simple and popular.
It's just that the weasel is holding a fart in its belly, and all the filth gathered from eating, drinking, and defecation is put into that fart. Over time, it goes without saying that it feels like ecstasy.
If it is suddenly released toward oneself during a fight, ninety-nine percent of people will be knocked unconscious by the fart and be poisoned by its fart poison.
Even if you are lucky enough to survive it, you will be disgusted by the fart and vomit, and your combat effectiveness will be greatly weakened.
Therefore, this can indeed be regarded as a quite useful magical power, but it is a bit too sinister and cynical.
But for the demons, a little notoriety is nothing as long as they can win.
They, the demon clan, originally respected the strong and the victor was king. As long as you can win, no matter what method you use, you will gain their respect and follower.
Qin Ming is like this now. He is a strong martial artist. His facial features are extremely sharp and he is extremely sensitive to any breath.
Being caught off guard and told by this stinky fart, it turned everything upside down and was disgusting to death.
With the control of the body by a strong martial artist, even if these stinky farts are quite unpleasant and extremely disgusting, Qin Ming can shrink every pore in his body and seal them all to prevent the stench from entering.
But who could let this weasel choose the timing too well, and make a surprise attack when Qin Ming took it lightly and was not prepared.
This time he was caught in a trap.
The pores in his body didn't have time to close, and his nose didn't have time to block his breathing. All the stench mixed with the air and entered his body.
Not only did it stink and disgust them to death, the poison in the stinky farts also paralyzed his body, and his reaction speed was slowed down by no less than 30%. Coupled with the weakening of various states, his strength was less than half of his peak strength.
The poison in this stinky fart should not be underestimated. A weasel's fart is often held in for tens or even hundreds of years by him.
After such a long time, it is really scary to think about what kind of poison the filthy air in the weasel's body can be suppressed. It is not surprising that it can be effective against such a sixth-level martial arts expert.
After all, it is also the natal magical power of a sixth-level strongman, so it is normal for it to be more powerful.
With Qin Ming's attack, even on the battlefield of ordinary soldiers below, the Ming army was victorious. The demon soldiers on the opposite side lost their armor and armor, and lost their troops and generals. It seemed that they would not be able to hold on for long.
But as long as the Huangshan Demon King can deal with Qin Ming, the only sixth-level army, no matter how many Ming troops there are below, he can wipe them all out by himself.
The situation on the battlefield is once again tilted towards the demon clan. If no new forces join, there is no doubt that the entire Guide Mansion will be captured by the Huangshan Demon King.
Governor Qin Ming seems to be dead. Even if he can barely hold on now, he won't be able to bounce around for long.
The only thing we can hope for is that the Ming Dynasty will send another sixth-level man to take charge, otherwise the entire Dongjiang Province may be corrupted and completely fall into the flames of war.
(End of chapter)