Chapter 259: Killing Four Generals
As night falls, the Xiqi camp is shrouded in a faint layer of darkness, presenting a unique night scene.

The bright moonlight was like delicate silver gauze, gently covering the endless tents, casting a layer of mysterious and soft glow on this ancient military camp.

The moonlight shines through the sparse clouds, illuminating the ground in patches, creating an interweaving of light and shadow, adding a touch of dynamic beauty to the quiet camp.

In the distance, the mountains are undulating and overlapping, and they look even more mysterious under the cover of the night. At the foot of the mountain, a clear stream flows, adding some vitality to this ancient land.

In the night, the outline of Xiqi camp appeared particularly clear.

The tall wall of the fortress stood majestically, like an indestructible barrier, guarding the peace of the camp. On the wall, sentinels patrolled back and forth, their eyes as sharp as eagles, always watching the movements around them.

The patrolling soldiers walked lightly, their shadows lengthened in the moonlight, blending in with the surrounding environment, appearing particularly solemn.

In the camp, the lights are dotted like stars in the night sky fallen to the earth, shining together with the high and bright moonlight, lighting up this ancient land.

Various facilities were scattered among the tents. In the stables, the war horses stood quietly, occasionally neighing, their eyes flashing with wisdom in the night.

Next to the granary, soldiers were busy moving supplies, making full preparations for the upcoming battle.

The Central Army Tent stood majestically, with the golden tassels on the top of the tent swaying gently in the breeze, reflecting a faint light, which contrasted with the moonlight and made it even more majestic. As the core of the camp, the Central Army Tent had the brightest lights, like a bright beacon in the middle of the night.

The big tent was heavily guarded. The soldiers stood tall with sharp eyes, always maintaining a high level of vigilance.

Their figures, illuminated by the lights, appear resolute and courageous.

The interior of the tent was spacious and tall, with a huge animal skin map hanging in the center. The terrain, troop deployment and strategic points were marked with various colors, making it clear at a glance.

The top of the big tent is built with high-quality canvas, and a huge oil lamp hangs in the center. The lampshade is made of fine copper and is carved with intricate totems. It not only illuminates the entire space, but also adds a bit of mystery and solemnity.

The light shines through the gaps in the lampshade, casting mottled shadows, covering everything in the tent with a soft and warm golden glow.

Various weapons and armors were hung all around the tent walls. In the corner, several clerks were busy writing down the important contents of the meeting to ensure that every decision could be conveyed accurately.

In a corner of the big tent, there is a simple altar with incense, candles and offerings placed on it. Before every major battle, the generals would hold a brief sacrificial ceremony here to express their awe of heaven and earth and their desire for victory.

Inside the big tent, Shen Gongbao sat majestically, like an angry King Kong, emanating unquestionable majesty.

Below, Huang Feihu, Huang Feibao, Zhou Ji, Huang Tianhua and other generals stood in silence. The atmosphere was so heavy that it was almost suffocating.

Shen Gongbao looked at Huang Feihu angrily, without any mercy, and pointed out that Huang Feihu had acted on his own, causing heavy losses to the vanguard camp and low morale.

"The Prime Minister is right. It is all because of my own will..."

Faced with Shen Gongbao's rebuke, Huang Feihu could only smile bitterly, a smile that contained endless helplessness and bitterness.

He confessed frankly, with a gleam of wisdom in his eyes, and said self-deprecatingly: "I underestimated the enemy. I never expected that the despicable Xu Gai would be so cunning and set a trap to lure me in. I will remember this lesson in my heart."

Shen Gongbao's anger did not subside because of this. He wanted to remove Huang Feihu from his post as Marshal to serve as a warning to others.

As soon as these words were spoken, there was an uproar in the tent.

At this time, Huang Tianhua stepped forward and pleaded for his father earnestly: "Uncle Master, please calm down. Father's negligence is human nature. Please give him a chance to make up for his crime and let us make up for the mistake together.

I, Huang Tianhua, am willing to sign a military order. On the battlefield tomorrow, I will fight bravely and kill the enemy to restore the dignity of our army!"

Huang Tianhua's voice was sonorous and powerful, which livened up the originally dull atmosphere.

Shen Gongbao stared at Huang Tianhua, a complicated look flashed in his eyes, and finally he spoke slowly: "Okay! I will give you a chance, and also give your father a chance. I look forward to your performance on the battlefield tomorrow!"

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In the early morning, the sky was just beginning to light up, and a touch of light blue gradually permeated the eastern sky. The Xiqi army was like a winding dragon, approaching the Yupai Pass, with a magnificent momentum that shocked the people.

In the morning light, the battle flags fluttered and the colorful banners danced in the breeze, like colorful clouds, reflecting the resolute faces of the soldiers.

The war horses neighed and their iron hooves stomped the ground, making a deafening sound, as if it was the pulse of the earth, foreshadowing the upcoming fierce battle.

At Jiepai Pass, the defenders were on high alert, staring down with piercing eyes. The Xiqi army deployed its troops in an orderly manner, showing strong military discipline and combat effectiveness. The generals, wearing armor and holding weapons, stood in front of the battle, their eyes flashing with the belief and determination to win.

As a loud horn sounded, the Xiqi army began to slowly advance forward. The infantry, cavalry, and charioteers cooperated with each other to form an indestructible line of defense.

Huang Tianhua is wearing golden armor, looking heroic, sitting astride the legendary Jade Unicorn, as if a god has descended to earth.

In his hands he tightly grasped a pair of shining hammers; the hammer heads were heavy, flashing with cold light, demonstrating endless power.

He led the way, rushing towards the top of the city like a hurricane, his eyes burning with fighting spirit, staring directly at the defenders, his voice was like thunder, shaking the city walls: "Xu Gai, quickly leave the city and die, I, Huang Tianhua, am here to collect my debt from you!"

The defenders on the city wall were so frightened by the sudden power that they turned pale and could hardly hold the weapons in their hands.

Huang Feihu was riding steadily on his five-colored divine bull and slowly coming to the front of the formation. The divine bull was emitting colorful light all over its body, and every step it took seemed to carry the power of heaven and earth.

He raised his right hand high, swung it violently, and said in a loud voice like a bell: "Beat the drum to cheer, let the enemy know how powerful we are!"

Following Huang Feihu's order, the soldiers behind him seemed to be ignited with fighting spirit. They all waved their drumsticks and beat the war drums vigorously.

The drumbeats shook the earth, as if to turn the heaven and earth upside down. The shouts of the soldiers also rang out.

"The phoenix sings at Mount Qishan, and luckily for Great Zhou!"

The sound of war drums and shouts intertwined together, resounding through the sky.

Inside Jiepai Pass, in the hall of the general's mansion, the flickering candlelight illuminated the resolute faces of the generals.

In the center, General Wen Zhong sat upright, his brows revealing an aura of majesty without anger, his eyes like torches, as if he could see into people's hearts. Li Jing stood aside, his expression solemn, his hands clasped behind his back, obviously worried about the upcoming battle.

"Everyone," Wen Zhong's voice was deep and powerful, echoing in every corner of the hall, "The border has been in turmoil recently. We need to work together to resist the foreign enemies."

Just as he finished speaking, suddenly, a deafening drum sound came from outside the city, rolling in like thunder, making people uneasy.

A personal soldier rushed in, looking panicked, and knelt on the ground: "Report - there is a young general outside the city, calling himself Huang Tianhua, and he is challenging us in front of the battle line!"

Upon hearing this, Wen Zhong frowned slightly, quickly glanced at every general present, and asked in a steady voice, "Who is willing to go and blunt their edge?"

The four generals of the Mo family, Mo Liqing, Mo Lihong, Mo Lihai and Mo Lishou, stepped forward almost at the same time, with fighting spirit and confidence flashing in their eyes.

Nezha was not to be outdone, and a provocative smile appeared on his lips: "Humph, a mere unknown warrior, I, Nezha, am enough!"

Mo Liqing's face darkened when he heard this. He was a big man with a loud voice. He shouted angrily, "Nezha, don't underestimate the heroes of the world! The reason we lost last time was not because we were inferior in skills, but because of the help of the Immortal Yang Ling. Otherwise, the outcome would be unknown!"

Nezha sneered, a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes: "Oh? In that case, it is the Immortal Yang Ling who is blaming me for being nosy? Humph, today I will let you see my true ability!"

Seeing that the two were arguing and the atmosphere was becoming increasingly tense, Yang Jian stood up at the right time. He was gentle and elegant, but with unquestionable majesty: "The two of you should be patient. We are facing a powerful enemy. We should unite as one and not fight among ourselves."

Seeing this, Wen Zhong secretly praised Yang Jian's calmness, and at the same time, he showed his leadership wisdom at the right time: "Well, since the four generals of the Demon Family have volunteered, let them go to fight. Nezha, although you are brave, teamwork is particularly important on the battlefield. Just watch from the sidelines this time and learn from others' strengths."

Although Nezha was unwilling, he dared not disobey Wen Zhong's words and had to nod reluctantly.

Following Wen Zhong's order, the four generals of the Mo family were ready to go. Although they had different personalities, they cooperated seamlessly on the battlefield, showing amazing tacit understanding and wisdom.

Mo Liqing, holding the Qingyun Sword in his hand, shook his body and walked out of the mansion gate first. The other three generals followed closely behind him with great momentum.

Outside the city, Huang Tianhua stood under the battle flag, wearing golden armor, holding two hammers, looking heroic. He shouted loudly, his voice piercing the sky, full of desire and confidence for victory.

The drums sounded again, like the call of the god of war, inspiring the morale of both sides.

As the two armies confronted each other, the air seemed to freeze and the tension was suffocating.

The sunlight shines through the sparse clouds and onto the lush mountains and forests, giving this ancient land a faint golden glow.

"Hmph, who did I think it was? Turns out to be that brat Huang Tianhua, daring enough to act wildly here?" Mo Liqing raised his lips in a disdainful sneer, his voice carrying a hint of sarcasm.

Huang Tianhua raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and a hint of anger flashed in his eyes, but then turned into a sneer: "How dare an unknown person be so arrogant in front of me? Although I, Huang Tianhua, am young, I also know what a real strong man is. Are you worthy of it?"

These two sentences, like sparks hitting the earth, instantly ignited the powder keg between the two.

Mo Liqing sneered, his body shook, his black robe moved without wind, and a powerful aura spread instantly.

He slowly pulled out an ancient long sword from his back - the Qingyun Sword. The sword body was glowing with a faint green light, as if it contained endless power and mysteries.

"Huang Tianhua, today I will let you see what real power is!" Before Mo Liqing finished speaking, the Qingyun sword in his hand turned into a blue lightning and went straight towards Huang Tianhua.

Huang Tianhua was not willing to be outdone. He swung his two hammers, and the heavy sound of metal collision was deafening. The two figures instantly intertwined and a thrilling contest began.

Mo Liqing's swordsmanship is strange and unpredictable, sometimes as gentle as the wind, sometimes as fierce as thunder. The Qingyun Sword seems to have life in his hands, condensing the four elements of earth, water, fire and wind between heaven and earth. Every time it is swung, the sky and the earth change color, and the wind and clouds are moved.

Although Huang Tianhua was young, he was extremely strong. When his two hammers swung, the air seemed to be torn apart. Every collision with the Qingyun Sword caused ripples visible to the naked eye.

However, facing Mo Liqing's Qingyun Sword, which integrated the power of earth, water, fire and wind, he gradually felt powerless.

With a deafening roar, Huang Tianhua was shaken back repeatedly by the Sword of Earth released by the Qingyun Sword. The ground beneath his feet seemed unable to withstand this force and cracked into pieces.

Before he could stand firmly on his feet, the Sword of Wind had already followed him like a shadow, brushing past his shoulder, leaving a deep bloody mark. The pain made him grit his teeth and his face turned pale.

Then, the sword of fire came like a raging flame, and the heat wave rolled, almost burning everything around it.

Huang Tianhua felt an unbearable heat coming at him, his skin seemed to be scorched, and he had to retreat again and again to avoid this fatal blow. Even so, the residual heat of the sword of fire still caused smoke to rise from the corners of his clothes, and he looked extremely embarrassed. Seeing this, Mo Liqing raised a smile of victory, and his voice was a little sarcastic: "Huang Tianhua, is this what you call strength? It seems that you are just a facade, and you can't stand a single blow."

"Mo Liqing, don't be too proud! I haven't really made a move yet!" Huang Tianhua roared, and all the strength in his body seemed to be completely stimulated at this moment. His two hammers drew brilliant rays of light in the air, as if to split the sky and the earth in two.

However, Mo Liqing just smiled contemptuously and swung the Qingyun Sword again. This time, it was the strongest blow that gathered the four elements of earth, water, fire and wind. The sword light was like a dragon, rushing straight towards Huang Tianhua, as if to devour him completely.

At this critical moment, a trace of determination flashed in Huang Tianhua's eyes. He bit his tongue hard and a mouthful of blood spurted out, turning into a bright light and shooting straight into the sky.

Then, he waved his hands, and a heart-piercing nail flashing with cold light appeared out of thin air, carrying an irresistible force and heading straight for Mo Liqing.

Mo Liqing was careless and failed to notice the sudden change in time. The nail pierced his chest like lightning. In an instant, his face turned pale and his soul seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force and began to disintegrate.

His eyes widened in disbelief; he had never expected that he would end up like this at the hands of this young boy.

Mo Liqing opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end it just turned into a low sigh. His body gradually became transparent and finally disappeared into the air.

Seeing their brother unfortunately die due to underestimating the enemy and rushing forward recklessly, the remaining three brothers, Mo Lishou, Mo Lihai and Mo Lihong, were horrified and furious, and rushed towards Huang Tianhua at the same time.

Mo Lihai held an ancient pipa in his hand, which was engraved with strange runes, as if it contained some ancient and evil power.

He gently plucked the strings of the zither, and strings of notes jumped out. However, this was not ordinary music, but soul-stealing devilish music that could penetrate the soul and disturb the mind.

As the demonic sound rose and fell, the air around them seemed to become heavy, and even the light trembled.

"Huang Tianhua, even though you have the ability to reach heaven and earth, you will die here today!" Mo Lihai roared.

"I will avenge my brother!"

At the same time, Mo Lihong roared and sacrificed the Hunyuan Treasure Umbrella.

When the umbrella was opened, it was like a dark cloud covering the sky. The edge of the umbrella was inlaid with various gems, flashing a strange light.

He intended to use the precious umbrella to trap Huang Tianhua inside, capture him alive, and then skin him, dismember his bones, and burn him into ashes.

The Hunyuan Treasure Umbrella rushed towards Huang Tianhua with a whistling sound, as if it wanted to swallow up the entire world.

"Go to hell!"

Mo Lishou gave a light shout, and a marten instantly jumped out from his sleeve. Its body suddenly grew in size, transforming into a ferocious beast as big as a white elephant. It opened its bloody mouth and pounced straight towards Huang Tianhua, its sharp fangs flashing coldly in the sunlight.

Facing the siege of the three brothers, Huang Tianhua remained calm, but he already had a plan in his mind.

"Come on, let me show you my true strength!" Huang Tianhua shouted and swung his two hammers, like two golden lightning bolts, accurately hitting the oncoming marten.

There was a loud "bang" and the marten was knocked flying, falling heavily to the ground, wailing.

At this moment, the soul-stealing devilish sound poured into his ears, causing his mind to become greatly confused.

But in a flash, he swallowed a golden elixir, temporarily closed his ears and part of his soul, and the whole world suddenly became quiet.

"You think a mere demonic sound can shake my heart? You are so naive!"

Huang Tianhua sneered and suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were shining with brilliance, as if he could see through all illusions.

Then, he offered an exquisite flower basket and used it to block Mo Lihong's Hunyuan Treasure Umbrella, "You should keep your umbrella for yourself!"

Mo Lihong didn't expect that he still had a treasure that could resist his Hunyuan Umbrella, so he quickly raised the umbrella and prepared to suck away the flower basket.

At the same time, Mo Lihai also rushed towards Huang Tianhua, ready to fight the opponent in close combat.

At this moment, the Moye sword on Huang Tianhua's waist suddenly came out of its sheath, and the sword body emitted a dazzling white light, as if it sensed the crisis of its master and took the initiative to protect its master.

The white light moved like a dragon or snake, instantly slashing at Mo Li Hai who was trying to launch another attack, forcing him to retreat temporarily and readjust his strategy.

"What a magical sword!" Mo Lihai was secretly shocked. He didn't expect that Huang Tianhua had such a powerful magic weapon besides the double hammers.

The three of them took turns to fight, trying to consume Huang Tianhua's physical and spiritual strength. However, Huang Tianhua seemed tireless, and each attack was precise and powerful, not giving his opponent a chance to breathe.

He took advantage of the coordination of his several treasures and skillfully shuttled between the three brothers, sometimes fighting head-on and sometimes winning by clever tactics, demonstrating extraordinary combat wisdom.

"Hmph, do you think you can exhaust my strength like this? Too naive!" Huang Tianhua sneered. He suddenly jumped up and rushed straight towards Mo Lihai, intending to solve the biggest threat first.

Seeing this, Mo Lihai hurriedly played the pipa, and the devilish sound rose again, but this time, Huang Tianhua was well prepared. Not only was he not disturbed, but he found a gap to attack and swung his hammer down, hitting Mo Lihai on the shoulder and knocking him back several steps.

Mo Lihai was injured. Seeing this, Mo Lihong and Mo Lishou attacked Huang Tianhua even more frantically. However, in Huang Tianhua's view, their attack was like a spent force.

Huang Tianhua wielded his two hammers, and each impact was accompanied by a deafening roar, forcing the two men to retreat step by step.

Although Mo Lihai was injured, he took a deep breath and plucked the pipa strings again. This time, the devilish sound was no longer simply disturbing his mind, but was integrated with some strange melody, trying to guide Huang Tianhua's movements and make him fall into a rhythm that was difficult to escape.

Huang Tianhua sneered. He felt the change in the magic sound, but there was no ripple in his heart.

He closed his eyes and concentrated all his attention on his breathing and heartbeat, allowing his body and mind to reach an unprecedented state of harmony.

Mo Li Hai's demonic sound could not control his actions at all.

The next moment, Huang Tianhua suddenly opened his eyes, with a sharp light flashing in his eyes.

He seemed to have seen through the essence of the magic sound, and his figure flashed like a ghost. He not only avoided the guidance of the magic sound, but also took advantage of the gaps in the melody to launch a fierce counterattack.

Huang Tianhua swung his two hammers, and each strike landed exactly on the weak spot in Mo Lihai's defense.

Although Mo Lihai tried his best to resist, he was still shaken back and spurted out blood. However, he did not give up, but played the pipa more frantically, and the devil sound became more deafening, as if to tear the entire space apart.

Huang Tianhua sneered when he saw this.

He knew that this was Mo Li Hai's last struggle, and also his chance to completely defeat him. So, he took a deep breath, concentrated all his strength on the two hammers, and then swung them out suddenly. Two golden rays of light cut through the sky and headed straight for Mo Li Hai.

Mo Li Hai sensed the fatal threat and hurriedly used his pipa to resist, but the power of the two hammers was too strong and directly smashed the pipa into pieces. The remaining force even knocked Mo Li Hai flying, and he fell heavily to the ground, unable to move.

At this time, Mo Lihong and Mo Lishou were approaching rapidly like two black lightnings, trying to rescue Mo Lihai.

Huang Tianhua's eyes were determined and his body was as fast as lightning. He nimbly dodged the fierce attacks from Mo Lihong and Mo Lishou, while calmly looking for an opportunity to counterattack.

At this critical moment, he suddenly took out the legendary treasure - the Heart Nail.

I saw a ray of golden light streaking through the sky, like a meteor chasing the moon, accurately piercing through Mo Li Hai's heart.

In an instant, Mo Lihai's body collapsed like broken glass, and his soul also dissipated, turning into a wisp of green smoke and dissipating between heaven and earth.

This scene completely enraged Mo Lihong and Mo Lishou. They roared, the anger in their eyes seemed to burn the entire battlefield and turn everything into ashes. The two of them were in sync and activated the Hunyuan Umbrella in their hands at the same time.

The Hunyuan Umbrella was surrounded by black air and its suction power increased sharply, like a huge black hole, madly devouring everything around it. Even Huang Tianhua's precious flower basket was ruthlessly sucked in at this moment, as if it would be imprisoned in endless darkness forever.

However, Huang Tianhua did not panic. He roared angrily, and his body suddenly rose up like a god of war rushing out of hell, and once again sacrificed the Heart-piercing Nail.

This time, his target was the marten that was pouncing towards him.

The nail streaked across the sky like a meteor, carrying destructive force and accurately piercing the body of the flower marten. The monster howled and fell to the ground, unable to move anymore, its eyes filled with fear and despair.

Without the help of Hua Humar, Mo Lihong and Mo Lishou became even more crazy. They brandished their weapons and fought a desperate battle with Huang Tianhua.

On the battlefield, swords flashed, magic weapons flew, and every collision was accompanied by a deafening roar, as if to tear the world into pieces.

Huang Tianhua relied on his extraordinary courage and wisdom, and cleverly used the terrain and the opponent's offensive to gradually gain the upper hand. His double hammers struck down like lightning, and each time the demon generals were terrified.

"kill!"

Huang Tianhua took steady steps, relying on the advantages of his own treasures, and gradually gained the upper hand in this battle.

Seeing this, Mo Lihong and Mo Lishou couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts. They thought he was just a young boy and never thought that he would be so brave.

However, faced with the deep hatred for the deaths of their two brothers, how could they easily give up?
"Fight him!"

Mo Lihong's eyes were bloodshot, he formed seals with his hands, and muttered something. The Hunyuan Umbrella emitted a dazzling light again, and its suction power doubled, in an attempt to suck Huang Tianhua in as well.

Mo Lishou took advantage of the situation and launched a surprise attack, holding a sharp blade and going straight to Huang Tianhua's vitals. Faced with this desperate situation, Huang Tianhua was not in a hurry, as if he had already anticipated the opponent's plan.

Just when Mo Lishou's sharp blade was about to touch Huang Tianhua's chest, Huang Tianhua dodged the attack cleverly.

At the same time, he once again sacrificed the Heart-Piercing Nail. This time, he used all his skills and wisdom to transform the Heart-Piercing Nail into two golden lights, which shot towards Mo Lihong and Mo Lishou respectively.

Two golden lights were like lightning, instantly penetrating the protective divine light of Mo Lihong and Mo Lishou and directly hitting their vital points. The bodies of the two demon generals stiffened instantly, and then fell to the ground with a bang, and their souls collapsed.

"It's over." Huang Tianhua said lightly.

The drumbeats rang out like thunder over the battlefield. Every beat struck the soldiers' hearts and aroused their endless fighting spirit.

The soldiers of the Xiqi army seemed to be endowed with infinite power by the exciting drumbeats.

After witnessing with their own eyes how their young vanguard general Huang Tianhua single-handedly killed the four famous generals of the Mo family of the Shang Dynasty, the morale of the Xiqi army was immediately boosted.

The shouts and drum beats rose and fell, resounding through the sky!
(End of this chapter)