Chapter 594 — Hard to Tell True from False
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 2 of 4
" The Butcher was first to charge into the battlefield, and shouted at the top of his voice, "Shen, keep a good watch on the Deaf Elder! If things turn bad, just take him and run! " Shen Mu answered in the affirmative, then looked toward Bashan the Libationer, and saw him riding his huge green ox with a whistle as he charged into the painted world, heading straight, together with Granny Zhu, the Silent Craftsman, the Blind Elder and the rest, for the demon ancestors who had broken into that world.
The green ox bounded like the wind. Huge as it was, it was incomparably nimble, treading one great monster after another underfoot, its hooves smashing their skulls to pulp, dodging their attacks. Clearly, with its speed and cleverness, it still had strength to spare in such a situation and could adapt as it pleased.
Shen Mu glanced at the dragon qilin beside him. He badly wanted to ride it into the fray and cut down monsters himself, but after a moment's thought he held himself back.
"Fat Dragon is fast enough, but its stamina is poor, and its reactions are slower than the green ox's. If I charge in there, I will die very quickly.
Fat Dragon still lacks training. .
. " He took out one teleportation banner after another and, with a wave of his hand, planted the great flags all around the Deaf Elder, then had the dragon qilin and Snow Fox enter the ring of banners, ready to leave at any moment.
Behind the horde of Youdu monsters, one demon god after another led the armies of the demon race in neat ranks, plainly an army under strict discipline, not a rabble like the Youdu monsters. Their plan was to use the Youdu monsters as the vanguard, first to scatter Li City's defenses, then, in the confusion, to hurl in their main force, take Li City in one stroke, and break the back of Taihuangtian's resistance.
But they had not foreseen that at Wuwang City, a place long since destroyed, a ruin that had passed into demon territory, a host of gods and demons a million strong would suddenly appear and actually hold the Youdu monsters back. Compared with the speed of the Youdu monsters, the demon armies marched far more slowly, their line of march stretched out over great distances, and they could not reinforce the front in a short time.
The central army was even farther from the front. Vajra gazed off toward the battlefield, frowning slightly, and his three faces looked left and right as he said in astonishment, "Does anyone know where the host of gods and demons at the front came from?
" The demon gods around him all shook their heads. The monsters of Youdu and the ancestors of the demon gods killed and devoured by instinct alone, but the demon race, like the human race, possessed the highest intelligence; otherwise they could never have developed so lofty a civilization and system of cultivation.
Yet for all their surpassing wisdom, they could not tell where this million-strong host of gods and demons had come from, or why it had joined the battle.
Jingping Kingdom was powerful, but compared with Taihuangtian it was somewhat weaker; Taihuangtian's armies were still chiefly Taihuangtian's own, with Jingping's divine-power wielders in support. The Imperial Preceptor of Jingping had no knowledge of this surprise attack, and in any case could not produce so vast an army to hold off the Youdu monsters.
So then, where had this host of gods and demons come from?
Vajra looked at Lu Li. That peerless beauty was likewise perplexed, and she shook her head.
"Honored King, I do not know where they came from either.
Jingping Kingdom has few masters, but the Desolate Wastes are full of them.
Could they have come from there. . .
? " A chill went through Vajra's heart, and he shouted, "Pass the order down: the army is to pitch camp, build a city, throw up defenses, and guard strictly against enemy attack!