The Art of Chaotic Divinity

Ling Feng studied Long Xiao's face and could tell he had managed to intimidate him.

Long Xiao was not like the average seasoned officer. He still held onto his ideals of loyalty and patriotism. It had to be said that the King of Tianbai truly had far-reaching foresight. Sending Long Xiao to Iron Wolf City as city lord was no different from driving a steel needle into Yuan Tiangang's sphere of influence.

"Brother Long, whether you want to protect yourself or pursue your ideals, I'll give you one piece of advice. While Jingwang still holds command in Nanjiang, help him take real control. If you succeed, you'll be hailed as a hero of the empire!"

"On the other hand, if you do nothing now and wait until the war ends, Jingwang can simply leave Nanjiang and return to the imperial capital to continue as a royal prince. But you? Nanjiang is a perilous place. If a city lord dies, no one will even notice."

Ling Feng's words sent cold sweat pouring from Long Xiao's forehead. He swallowed hard several times and looked toward Mo Feng.

"Your Highness Jingwang, what is your opinion?"

"Whatever Brother Feng decides, is what I decide," Mo Feng answered. "Big Brother Long, there's nothing in this world that cannot be shaken. If you never try, how will you know whether or not you have the strength?"

Mo Feng clenched his fist.

"If we succeed, Big Brother Long, you will forever be my big brother. If we fail, I will do everything in my power to protect you. No matter what happens, you are a loyal servant of the empire!"

"Very well," Long Xiao made up his mind and gritted his teeth. "Your Highness Jingwang, Little Brother Ling, I'll throw my lot in with you."

"Haha!" Ling Feng laughed heartily. "Brother Long, I believe you'll look back on this decision years from now and feel nothing but gratitude!"

Long Xiao wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and forced a bitter smile. "Little Brother Ling, I feel like I've boarded your pirate ship."

"Heh,this is a legitimate imperial vessel, a righteous army!" Ling Feng raised an eyebrow with a smile. "With your help, Jingwang finally has the power to stand against Yuan Tiangang."

Long Xiao still smiled bitterly. "Brother, you think too highly of me. The city lord's personal guard, the city garrison, and the imperial guards together only number a little over ten thousand. But inside Tianmang Fortress are tens of millions of elite troops."

"We're not going to fight Yuan Tiangang head-on with swords and spears." Ling Feng gave a mysterious smile. "As the saying goes, storming a city is the worst approach. Winning hearts is best. This battle must be fought, but not with force."

He beckoned to Long Xiao and Mo Feng. The two leaned in close, and Ling Feng whispered a few words.

The moment they heard it, both of them stared in shock, eyes wide.

"Uh...is that even possible?"

Long Xiao's eyelid twitched violently. "Brother, this is playing with fire!"

"Fortune favors the bold, not the timid." Ling Feng shrugged and looked toward Mo Feng.

Mo Feng clenched his teeth and recalled what Ling Feng had once told him.

What he lacked was not wisdom, but boldness and madness!

"It'll work! It has to work!"

Mo Feng took a deep breath.

"We'll do exactly as Brother Feng says."

Long Xiao also clenched his fist.f\\ree webn ovel(.)com

"Fine. Since Your Highness Jingwang has made up your mind, we'll do it. Let's go!"

...

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

Five hundred li west of Tianmang Fortress, there was a narrow mountain pass known as Yellow Dragon Ridge.

At that moment, a one-eyed general stood on a small hilltop, gazing toward the north and cursing.

"Damn it, we were supposed to meet at noon. What time is it now? Where the hell are those bastards?"

"Hehe,Old Li, this is the Black-Armored Cavalry we're talking about, not some random soldier. They're the real elite of the empire. We can wait a little longer."

The scar-faced general beside him replied casually.

These two were none other than Li Qing and Wang Meng, the very generals Ling Feng had met in the Southern Army's command tent.

With three demon emperors joining forces, the Southern Army had no choice but to request aid from the nearby Black-Armored Cavalry.

Given the cavalry's capabilities, they could greatly reduce the pressure on the garrison troops.

"Those bastards. Five years ago, I would've chopped off their commander's head myself."

Li Qing cursed.

"They promised to meet at noon, but it's dusk now. This delay could ruin everything. Yellow Dragon Ridge is not a safe place. If those monsters from the Demon Race catch sight of us, our troops won't even be enough to fill their stomachs."

Before he could finish, a thunderous roar came from the south. Clouds of dust rose, and the sound of battle cries filled the air.

Looking closely, they saw countless warriors of the Demon Race riding Swift Devil Wolves and driving massive demonic beasts as they surged toward Yellow Dragon Ridge.

"You and your cursed mouth! Why does everything you say come true?"

Wang Meng's eyes twitched. Just by rough count, there were at least three thousand demon warriors, backed by fifty thousand demonic beasts.

With that monstrous tide of beasts, not even a hundred thousand troops could hold the line. And their current force at Yellow Dragon Ridge was not even three thousand!

"Shit!"

Li Qing stood frozen for a second, then smacked himself across the face.

"Damn it, I've never been this accurate with predictions before."

"What are you standing around for? Retreat!"

Wang Meng frowned deeply.

They were almost certainly doomed. Once the demon army devoured them and set an ambush, even the elite Black-Armored Cavalry would be wiped out.

But even if their soldiers ran, they could not possibly outrun wind-attribute demonic beasts like the swift devil wolf.

In just moments, the three thousand soldiers were surrounded by fifty thousand demonic beasts.

Human warriors began to fall in waves. Three thousand against fifty thousand was a completely one-sided massacre.

Li Qing and Wang Meng fought desperately, covered in blood. But their strength could not change the outcome.

Soon, even demon king-level experts joined the fray. With overwhelming force, they tore through the human warriors.

Despair filled the hearts of the soldiers.

As they watched their comrades get devoured by vicious beasts, their very souls trembled in fear.

"Kill—!"

Just then, the familiar sound of an eagle-horn trumpet echoed from the north, followed by a mighty roar and thunderous marching.

An army clad entirely in black armor surged forward with disciplined formation and perfect unity.

It was the Black-Armored Cavalry!

At that critical moment, their arrival was like divine intervention, pulling the soldiers back from the brink of death.

"Counterattack! Counterattack!"

Wang Meng roared with all his might.

As long as they held out until the cavalry arrived, they still had a chance to live.

Boom!

A saber strike slashed out with devastating force, sending a rain of blood into the air. That attack from Wang Meng shocked the dazed soldiers into action.

But none of them had yet realized that the one giving orders in the Black-Armored Cavalry was none other than Jingwang, Mo Feng!