Chapter 455 Seeing Through, Silence

Upon hearing this, everyone in the tent bowed and accepted the order.

They knew that Meng Zhang's decisions were always well thought out, and since Meng Zhang had already given the order, there was no point in having any more opinions.

Therefore, within the Yellow Turban Army, the troops directly under Meng Zhang began to pay closer attention to the changes in the water level of the Lancang River, ready to receive orders to retreat at any time.

At this time in Qianyuan County, the Yellow Turban Army's torrent was still sweeping everything.

However, amidst this rapid progress, there is a hidden crisis that is unknown to the public.

The vast Lancang River, which is about to burst its banks, is like a sleeping beast that may wake up at any time and devour everything.

Just as the Yellow Turban Army under Meng Zhang's command began to deliberately slow down its pace, and a subtle calm suddenly emerged from the surging offensive like a tide, strange fluctuations also appeared in the Taiping Sect troops on the side.

Ouyang Jing, representing the Ouyang family, a family of the Three Kingdoms, was dressed in a black robe embroidered with gold. His eyes were as deep as the night sky. He was staring at the rolling war clouds in the distance, with unknown thoughts surging in his heart.

Beside him, Qian Xiuyuan stood tall like a pine tree, the halberd in his hand was carved with exquisite dragon patterns. Every pattern seemed to contain endless power, flickering with light, reflecting his resolute face.

"Master Jing, the offensive of the Daqian army on the opposite side seems a little unusual."

Qian Xiuyuan said in a low voice, with a hint of doubt in his tone.

"Xiuyuan, you are not an ordinary person, can't you see the clues?"

"The Emperor of Daqian, Si Xiaofei, is not a soft-hearted person. I'm afraid he intends to use the power of the water to wipe out the Yellow Turban Army in one fell swoop."

Ouyang Jing smiled slightly, his eyes deep.

"Master Jing, what you mean is that Si Xiaofei intends to dig up the Lancang River and flood Qianyuan County?"

Qian Xiuyuan frowned when he heard this.

"That's right. The Emperor Daqian is ruthless and cruel. He will do anything to achieve his goals."

"It's just a Qianyuan County. If it can replace the Yellow Turban Army and us, the traitors hiding in the gutter."

"He is still ruthless."

Ouyang Jing nodded, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes.

At this moment, a graceful figure slowly walked over. It was the Taoist Xuantong.

He was dressed in a Taoist robe, holding a whisk in his hand, with a gaunt face and eyes that revealed a wisdom that transcended the world.

Beside him, Chong Heqing followed closely behind, dressed in a plain robe, holding the Bagua Soul-Calming Halberd, exuding a faint aura.

"Master Ouyang, General Qian, you are here too."

Taoist Xuantong greeted him with a smile, his voice gentle and deep, as if it could penetrate the fog of people's hearts.

"Meet Master Xuandao."

Ouyang Jing and Qian Xiuyuan nodded slightly and greeted each other.

"I see that the offensive momentum of the army under your command has suddenly changed, and they seem to be retreating."

"Could it be that Master Ouyang has also noticed the evil plan of the Daqian Emperor?"

Taoist Xuantong nodded, glanced at the Taiping Sect soldiers in front of him, and said meaningfully.

Ouyang Jing and Qian Xiuyuan looked at each other, without any ripples in their hearts.

It is definitely impossible that they are the only ones in the Taiping Sect who can see through Si Xiaofei's plan.

However, this group of people all chose to remain silent.

And this was exactly what Si Xiaofei wanted!

He saw through the intrigues within the Taiping Cult, and even if someone saw through his evil plan, he would not easily expose it and help his teammates.

"Master Xuantong is indeed very discerning." "However, the methods used by the Great Qian Emperor are too cruel. Even if we know about it, it is difficult to stop it."

Ouyang Jing smiled faintly, with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

“It’s not that I can’t, but that I won’t do it.”

"Master Ouyang, as a member of the Three Kingdoms family of the Daqian Dynasty, are you willing to watch countless innocent people perish in the fire and water?"

Taoist Xuantong shook his head slightly and smiled at Ouyang Jing.

This old fox!
Ouyang Jing cursed inwardly.

"Master Xuantong, are you not aware of the internal disputes within the Taiping Sect?"

"Even if I reveal Si Xiaofei's evil plan, how many people will believe me? How many people will be willing to join forces with me to fight against the Daqian army?"

Then he was silent for a moment, sighed, and said helplessly.

Upon hearing this, Master Xuantong smiled without comment and said nothing more.

"Everyone, the battle is at a stalemate, but I see something fishy in the enemy's movements."

"The Daqian army may not be attacking at full strength. Don't pursue them blindly to avoid falling into a trap."

Ouyang Jing stopped arguing with Taoist Xuantong. He turned around and spoke softly to the troops under his command. Although his voice was not loud, it was clearly heard by every soldier.

"My Lord, you are right. Xiuyuan is willing to obey your orders and temporarily suspend the offensive to wait for the right opportunity."

Qian Xiuyuan, a subordinate of his, was wearing a unique armor with mysterious runes inlaid on the armor plates. The armor plates flashed with strange light in the breeze, like the brightest star in the night sky.

After Ouyang Jing finished giving the order, he was the first one to respond with a bow.

At the same time, on the other side of the Taiping Sect, Taoist Xuantong also felt the subtle changes on the battlefield.

He held a whisk in his hand and gently brushed his clothes, his eyes penetrating the troubles of the world and looking directly at the essence of the battlefield.

Xuantianwei, the elite force trained by him personally, also received an order to slow down.

“Everything between heaven and earth has its own reason.”

Taoist Xuantong spoke mysteriously to the guardian Chong Heqing beside him.

"Meng Zhang's move was not to attack but to lure. How could we not understand his intention?"

"Pass the order down, and have the Xuantian Guards stay put for the time being and wait and see what happens."

Chong Heqing, as a Taoist guardian, was dressed in flowing Taoist robes and had a face as calm as water. He nodded when he heard the words, then turned around and passed on the order.

Although the soldiers of Xuantianwei had doubts in their hearts, they quickly adjusted their formation and slowed down their pace.

At this moment, although the generals of the Taiping Sect did not communicate directly, some of them made similar decisions at the same time.

As time went on, some people on both the Yellow Turban Army and the Taiping Sect tacitly slowed down their offensive.

On the battlefield, some enemies fell into a strange calm for a moment.

However, amidst this turbulent wave, there are many people with sharp eyes who have seen the dangers lurking beneath the undercurrent.

However, the overall trend cannot be reversed by one person alone, and the actions of the large force are like an arrow that has been shot from a bow and is difficult to reverse.

The large force of the Yellow Turban Army was like a violent storm, unstoppable. Led by various generals, they split into two groups. One group was like an iron wall and copper wall, besieging the city of Qianyuan County, trying to imprison it.

The other route leads directly to the top of Qianyuan County - Feihong Peak.

This peak is shrouded in clouds and mist and is steep. It is where Emperor Daqian led his troops to fight in person. The fluttering golden flags demonstrate the final majesty and glory of the dynasty, and are also the key to this battle.

The Yellow Turban Army's move was intended to attack Huanglong directly, capture the leader first, and overturn the world and rewrite the chapter of history with a thunderous force.

(End of this chapter)