Chapter 120: Trump Card Revealed
As the six Martial Artists locked in a fierce battle,
The Black Mountain Battalion’s encirclement gradually spread out.
After all, the remaining cavalry were merely Martial Artists and Martial Disciples. Getting caught in the crossfire was one thing, but the main worry was that the three Female Martial Artists would find an opportunity to take them hostage, steal their horses, or create chaos to escape.
Tang Wen was some distance from the battlefield, and his view was constantly obstructed.
After some thought, he decided to just pick up the massive rock he was hiding behind and quietly move closer.
He carried the giant rock with him, stopping behind a patch of shrubs.
If Lao Jiu, the Martial Artist from the Black Mountain Camp, had glanced back toward the boulder’s original position right then, he would have surely noticed something was amiss.
Unfortunately, there was no such "if."
BANG! BANG! BANG!
The air vibrated as the two sides battled relentlessly.
"Why are you trying to capture us?"
"You’ve followed us for hundreds of miles! Why?"
"Why!"
The Female Martial Artist roared.
They had no past grievances, no recent feuds.
They had just met by chance in the wilderness, and before they could even ask for help, the other party had been hunting them down.
This was something the three women could not understand!
"Hehehe!"
Laoqi of the Black Mountain Battalion stopped his attack and made a crotch-thrusting gesture. "Why do you think?"
"HAHAHAHAHA!"
The entire cavalry unit burst into raucous laughter.
This was standard procedure for the Black Mountain Battalion. When it came to women...
As long as they took a liking to one, they would snatch her, sleep with her, and have children.
Any feud, no matter how deep, could be settled that way.
A look of shock flashed across the Female Martial Artists’ faces.
Immediately after, they became enraged, their techniques growing even more vicious.
They even began to trade blows, injury for injury.
The Black Mountain Battalion’s Martial Artists were forced back a few steps, giving the three women a moment to breathe.
To Tang Wen’s astonishment,
one of the Female Martial Artists reached into a pack on her companion’s back and pulled out an Iron Pineapple!
"Holy shit!"
Behind the boulder, he couldn’t help but curse.
Ever since he heard the Trade Team Leader, Qian Sanduo, mention that Sanlian City had factories and people didn’t need to farm,
he had suspected that gunpowder weapons, like firearms, might have already been invented.
But he never expected to actually encounter them so close to his own camp.
"Watch out!"
A Martial Artist from the Black Mountain Battalion shouted.
He didn’t know what the woman had taken out.
But he could read the determination on her face.
BOOM!
SHH-SHH-SHH!
The Iron Pineapple was thrown, exploded in mid-air, and sprayed out countless steel balls.
The Martial Artists and Martial Disciples screamed in agony.
The terrified warhorses bolted in a frenzy.
Tang Wen’s eyes shifted slightly. ’It’s not that simple.’
In the instant the Iron Pineapple exploded, he had clearly heard something that sounded like a gunshot.
’A gun!’
A look of yearning appeared in his eyes. For him,
the killing power and range of ordinary firearms, even sniper rifles, could no longer compare to the Steel Plates he could throw casually.
As for being sniped, he was even less afraid.
Whether it was his perceptive warning or his Golden Bell Shield, both could ensure that bullets would be useless against him.
"Fuck!"
"You stinking bitches, you’re looking to die!"
"These bitches are playing dirty!"
The men roared in fury.
Caught off guard, the three Martial Artists from the Black Mountain Battalion had suffered a loss.
BANG! BANG!
The muffled sound of gunshots rang out.
The male Martial Artist who had charged forward was forced back again.
As the smoke from the explosion cleared, a gleaming silver revolver appeared in the hands of one of the women.
Based on his many years of experience watching action movies,
this gun was much larger than a typical revolver.
Just now, its shot had created a sonic boom, and its power was immense.
He stroked his chin, feeling that perhaps he had underestimated gunpowder weapons.
On Earth, people didn’t make firearms bigger for two reasons. First, they were sufficient for dealing with ordinary people.
Second, they had to consider ease of use and the problem of recoil.
The massive revolver in the Female Martial Artist’s hand was very similar to the elephant guns Tang Wen had heard of.
As the name implied, a handgun that could kill an elephant with a single shot.
Of course, it was more likely that you’d miss the elephant and dislocate your own wrist from the shock.
The strange weapon, the violent explosion, and its respectable killing power...
...made the Black Mountain Battalion’s Martial Artists wary and afraid to press the attack.
One of them was clutching his shoulder; it looked like he had just been shot.
"You ungrateful sluts!"
"Just kill them already!"
"Brothers, don’t be hasty. The wilder the horse, the more satisfying it is to break, right?"
"In your dreams!"
"If it comes to it, we’ll all die together."
"Die? Haha, after you’ve hurt my brother, dying won’t be that easy!"
The two sides exchanged verbal barbs, but their hands didn’t stop moving either.
They continued to launch probing attacks.
They just no longer used Visualization Bursts for intense clashes.
The scene reached a bit of a stalemate. The men from the Black Mountain Battalion had no intention of giving up.
They constantly wore down the three women’s stamina, preparing for a battle of attrition.
The stalemate lasted for about a quarter of an hour.
The sound of hoofbeats galloped in from the west.
Tang Wen frowned. ’More cavalry from the Black Mountain Battalion?’
Just then, someone shouted, "Commanders, the General has arrived!"
’Black Old Ghost is here?!’
Tang Wen’s expression changed instantly. He slapped the wolf’s head and, while the Black Mountain Battalion’s men weren’t looking, turned and fled!
Man and wolf scrambled back into the Giant Stone Array in one breath.
Seeing that no one was pursuing them or had noticed them, he breathed a quiet sigh of relief.
’The Black Mountain Battalion has a General here?’
’What are they planning?’
He made a few signals toward the sky.
"CAW! CAW!"
The Blood Crow landed beside him.
"Have the two Wolf Kings arrived yet?"
"CAW!"
Tang Wen relaxed slightly, secretly hoping the three Female Martial Artists could hold on a little longer.
’It’s still too close to the battlefield here.’
Before Black Old Ghost arrived,
Tang Wen mounted the Sand Wolf and galloped swiftly to the rear.
In no time, he ran into Qian Dong and the Wolf Kings.
"You brat! What are you doing so far out?"
Qian Dong leaped off his Black Steed and sized up Tang Wen.
Returning the glance, Tang Wen took out a Thousand-Mile Telescope from his horse’s back, explaining the situation as he observed the battlefield.
A human Extraordinary?
Black Old Ghost?
The two Wolf Kings let out a low growl.
Qian Dong said, stunned, "You’re not planning to fight Black Old Ghost, are you?"
"Why not? It’s a god-sent opportunity!"
"Damn! You’re really thinking big..."
Qian Dong looked uneasy. "He’s a veteran Extraordinary! I heard he’s been a General even longer than our General Zhou."
Besieging an Extraordinary being was, of course, dangerous.
But Tang Wen had a reason he had to do it. "The women they’re besieging have a new type of weapon. It can’t be allowed to fall into the hands of the Black Mountain Ghosts."
Replicating a handgun isn’t difficult, and the raw materials for gunpowder are even easier to find.
Once the Black Mountain Ghosts get their hands on these, Flame Camp will be the first to suffer!
Qian Dong didn’t know all this. His expression was odd. "Three women? Pretty women?"
Tang Wen knew his mind was in the gutter and said irritably, "Get real! They’ve been hunted all this way. They’re disheveled and filthy. Who the hell knows if they’re pretty or not!"
Time was short. Black Mountain Old Ghost had arrived, and the three women could collapse at any moment.
Without another word, Tang Wen took some steel balls and Steel Plates from his horse’s pack. After conferring with the two Wolf Kings for a moment, he took one of them and quietly approached the Giant Stone Array.
A small portion of the giant stones had been destroyed by Tang Wen, but many more remained.
Boulders several men high stood clustered together, creating a complex terrain perfect for hiding.
BOOM! BOOM!
Explosions rang out one after another.
The three women used their Iron Pineapples and revolver to tear open a gap in the encirclement.
They made a desperate dash for their lives, running east. Tang Wen and his group were to the north.
Behind them, a black shadow shot forward, overtaking them like a fleeting wisp of light!
BANG! BANG! BANG!
The three Female Martial Artists took turns firing.
The black shadow paused, sidestepping to dodge, and the three women seized the chance to increase the distance.
The shadow gave chase again, and the three women fired once more.
This time, however, the shadow didn’t dodge. Its arms were veiled in a black mist as it reached out directly in front of it.
Night Divine Fist—Ghost Shadow Hand!
The Extraordinary had arrived!