Dragon War God

Everyone on the wall was excited when they saw the dense rows of Ghost Horse Riders charging towards them, causing the ground to shake.

“It’s the Ghost Horse Riders of the imperial capital! The Sword Emperor is here to save us!” someone shouted, and the rest followed. Those who were wallowing in despair immediately perked up.

Everyone saw Long Chen leading the soldiers, but a massive tiger was in his way. The tiger was at the Earth-tier and was currently surrounded by dozens of cultivators, many of them dead.

“You beast!”

Long Chen quickly approached the tiger and pulled out a sword. The sword was simple, but everyone was astonished when they saw Long Chen decapitate the tiger in a single swing.

The tiger’s head flew into the air while the rest of the Ghost Horse Riders plowed into the beasts like a wolf into a herd of sheep. The beasts that had been threatening Ginger City were instantly trampled and slaughtered.

In just a short amount of time, a trail of blood was opened up by the Ghost Horse Riders.

Long Chen led them until they reached the city gate. He then turned around and pulled out a halberd. He had killed dozens of beasts during the charge, grabbing everyone’s attention. Even the Ghost Horse Riders listened to him by default.

“Send the Prince into the city! The rest of you, follow me!”

It was just a small skirmish, and Lin Batian was the true leader. All he needed to do was take command; there was no reason for him to be on the battlefield. Long Chen put up an act as a diligent soldier, though he didn’t mind exterminating the demonic beasts that had been killing the people of Ginger City.

Lin Batian was very satisfied with Long Chen’s performance. Several generals escorted Lin Batian as they entered the city, and the leaders of Ginger City were already waiting to receive them. Long Chen led the other three thousand Ghost Horse Riders to continue their onslaught on the beasts.

“Xiao Xi, I dreamed of becoming a general when I was younger. I think I can fulfill that dream today!” Long Chen chuckled as he waved his halberd around, killing a beast with every blow. More and more warriors were saved by Long Chen, and all of them looked at him with gratitude.

“Brother Chen, why is Lin Zichen not showing his face?” Ling Xi detected nothing around her.

“The leader of the beasts hasn’t appeared. He will probably only show himself when the beast appears.” Long Chen somehow had a grasp on Lin Zichen’s personality and made a guess.

While Long Chen killed the demonic beasts below, the leaders of Ginger City had already welcomed the Eldest Prince into the city and were watching from the wall. The mayor sighed in admiration when he looked at Long Chen. “Your Majesty, that young general is very strong. To think he killed the beast that was at least at Category Two Earth-tier in just a single blow.”

“He’s at the Eighth River Stage. What do you think of that?” Lin Batian smiled with satisfaction. Long Chen made Lin Batian look good. If things went on like this, Lin Zichen would never be able to contribute more.

“The Eighth River Stage?!” The people of Ginger City were surprised. A young man no older than thirty reaching the Eighth River Stage was beyond what they could’ve imagined. Even their strongest youth was only at the First River Stage.

Most of the Ghost Horse Riders were less than thirty years old, yet most of them were at the Heavenly River Realm. The difference between the capital and a border city was very clear.

The people of Ginger City thought the Eldest Prince was even stronger than Long Chen, so they finally saw a ray of hope.

Under Long Chen’s leadership, most of the demonic beasts had been slaughtered and only a few had scattered. Ginger City was saved from the stampede! All of the cultivators cheered for Long Chen. Under everyone’s praising looks, Long Chen led the Ghost Horse Riders into the city before he was quickly summoned by Lin Batian.

“Good job!” Lin Batian was very satisfied.

“There was only a single Earth-tier beast. The rest were weak,” Long Chen said with a smile.

The leaders of Ginger City laughed dryly at that.

“This is just a small wave. The elites of the beasts didn’t come yet. I heard that someone at the Seventh River Stage came from the capital to deal with the beasts, but he was killed. There are several strong beasts staying close to the leader ...” the mayor quickly explained.

Even a Seventh River Stage cultivator was killed? Looks like the beast is stronger than I thought. Long Chen silently noted the new information.

“Don’t worry. If the beasts’ leader comes, we have three cultivators at the Eighth River Stage. Do you think we would lose to some beast?” Lin Batian patted the mayor’s shoulder happily.

The mayor could only laugh dryly while he looked down at the battlefield with worry. “You’ve repelled the beasts and killed most of them. I’m certain that the leader will be here soon with some of the stronger beasts for vengeance. Yang City was destroyed just like that ...”

“It will appear soon?” Long Chen and Lin Batian smiled at each other.

After the warm welcome of the mayor, the day soon came to pass. The sun had just risen on the second day when a commotion broke out outside. Screams of fear sounded from afar, and Long Chen knew the leader of the beasts had arrived. Because most of its underlings were killed yesterday, the leader was here to exact revenge.

Long Chen walked out and saw Lin Batian’s gloomy face. They soon arrived at the wall and looked down. There was a dense group of beasts just outside the city, and the one in the middle of the horde was particularly large.

“Dark Moon Tiger, a Category Nine Earth-tier beast.” Long Chen looked carefully and saw that the beast was much larger than Xiaolang. It had black fur, sharp claws, and cold eyes. The pressure it emitted was similar to that of the Nine Heavens True Fire Beast Long Chen had seen in the Counter Essence Realm.

Now that the Dark Moon Tiger had appeared, Long Chen expected that Lin Zichen would show himself soon. At that point, he wouldn’t have to continue his act.

He was currently standing with Lin Batian, the Eight Generals, and the leaders of Ginger City. Looking from the highest point of the wall, they had a direct line of sight on the massive tiger. The mayor’s body trembled in fear as he said to the Eldest Prince, “Your Highness ... Can you men deal with it?”

Lin Batian wasn’t sure. He turned around to look at Long Chen. “Can you and the other two Eighth River Stage cultivators kill it? Yang Qing, we need to kill it before Lin Zichen does. If you do, I am sure that I will succeed the throne without any problems.”

“Don’t worry. I think we can deal with the Dark Moon Tiger, but I think Lin Zichen is already here ...” Long Chen was using Sight, and he saw that Lin Zichen was slowly closing in. He assumed that Lin Zichen had been nearby all along, waiting for the beast to appear.

“What? Lin Zichen is here?” Lin Batian cried out in shock and looked towards where Long Chen was looking. He saw a man appear at the left side of the beast horde. The man ran at the Dark Moon Tiger with so much speed that regular people could only see a blur.

“Brother Yang, go and stop him! Kill the Dark Moon Tiger before Lin Zichen arrives! Qian Jiang, Qian He, work with Yang Qing to kill the Dark Moon Tiger! The rest of the generals, lead the Ghost Horse Riders to kill as many beasts as possible!”

“Yes!” The Eight Generals heeded their orders and quickly moved out. The two Eighth River Stage generals looked at Long Chen with no respect before they ran towards the Dark Moon Tiger.

Long Chen, on the other hand, looked at Lin Batian lazily without moving.

“Brother Yang, what are you doing?” Lin Batian shouted.

“You dare shout at me?” Long Chen didn’t listen to Lin Batian’s orders and even looked at him with disgust, much to the latter’s confusion.

Bam!

Long Chen punched the Prince, causing the latter to lay on the ground in pain.

Lin Batian’s mind went blank. Everyone else froze as well. They looked at Long Chen and Lin Batian in confusion. No one knew what was happening.

Long Chen stomped on Lin Batian’s face. He only needed to use a bit of force to hurt him.

“Yang Qing, what are you doing? Are you trying to die? You dare hit me?” Lin Batian snarled.

“Hit you? I could even kill you!” Long Chen stomped down harder, and Lin Batian couldn’t even get up. Long Chen grinded his foot into Lin Batian’s face and scraped off his skin.

“You’ve been ordering me around for the past few days. Let me pay you back for that. Lin Batian, I will show you something good.”

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