Zhang Qiling didn't stay conscious for long. In fact, his ability to suddenly stand up and turn the tide in his current physical state was already a miracle that would make countless people exclaim.
Wu Tianzhen was willing to describe this scene as:
You're trash, I'm trash, forcing Zhang Qiling to carry himself.
After repenting in his heart for his brother's unreliability, he dutifully picked up Zhang Qiling, holding the Bronze Mother Bell, and intended to charge straight out of the maze in one go.
"Fatty, let's go, quickly grab the Black Gold Ancient Saber—"
"Fatty?" Wu Tianzhen, not hearing Fatty's response for a long time, turned his head in confusion. He saw that Fatty's expression was exceptionally serious at this moment.
Fatty had always been dedicated to filling various eerie places with laughter and saving the remnants of feudalism in coffins with his sense of humor. His current serious expression seemed exceptionally unsettling. Wu Tianzhen even hesitated to call him again for a moment.
But soon, Fatty returned to his usual carefree self. He laughed heartily, "Let's go, let's go. Hey, Fatty is truly noble and upright. Coming here and getting nothing, I'm practically penniless!"
".....Are you sure?" Wu Tianzhen recalled the amber, finger rings, and other items taken from the lucky coffin. He couldn't help but twitch his mouth. "I think there's a lot of exaggeration in what you're saying."
"What are you talking about?! Those were things supplied to the clan leader, can they be counted as me taking them?" Fatty retorted immediately. He had become exceptionally accepting of Zhang Qiling's clan leader status, and Wu Tianzhen felt it was because this identity made it convenient for Fatty to lord over Zhang Haike.
The two bickered as they passed through the bronze bell formation. With the Bronze Mother Bell, those little bells were utterly defenseless.
Fatty charged forward with the Black Gold Ancient Saber, and wherever the blade passed, the thin threads tied to the bells snapped, and the bronze bells clattered to the ground, making tinkling sounds. In an instant, it looked like cheap decorative items from a dollar store piled together, completely lacking any deterrent.
And amidst this chaotic sound, Fatty recalled Zhang Qiling's strange gaze just now.
...He couldn't pinpoint what was strange, but the moment Fatty met that gaze, he understood that something had changed.
If Zhang Qiling's previous gaze was like a calm lake with warm ripples within; then his current gaze was like an instantly frozen mountain ridge, with only strangeness beneath the ice.
He had a vague bad premonition, but he really didn't dare to mention it much in this situation.
Wu Tianzhen hadn't met Zhang Qiling's eyes just now. Zhang Qiling had already fainted when he came over, which was why he could still maintain his optimism and cheerfulness.
But if Fatty were to tell Wu Tianzhen now that he suspected Zhang Qiling had memory problems...
Fatty: He felt that given Wu Tianzhen's personality, he would go crazy right now and drag Zhang Qiling up to check him thoroughly.
...Well, it's better to wait until the situation stabilizes.
Fatty cut all the thin threads and watched Wu Tianzhen run towards him with Zhang Qiling, full of hope. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
...What is all this.
—
At this time, the war outside had reached its climax. Amidst the sounds of countless clashing swords and sabers, the cries of the wounded were mixed in. The depths of Changbai, which had been peaceful for many years, had suddenly turned into a living hell.
Xie Yuchen commanded with certainty and strategized, stabilizing the situation. The Xie family and the overseas Zhang family's situation was excellent, and the scales of victory were slowly tilting towards them.
However—
"...I wonder if they've found the clan leader, if the clan leader is okay, what if the clan leader is injured, what's the situation in the sacred land..."
"Calm down." Xie Yuchen interrupted impatiently. He felt as if he had been subjected to some peculiar torture by Zhang Haike, the punishment being to listen to his incessant, ear-piercing voice from all angles.
"If I remember correctly, you've prepared three medical teams," Xie Yuchen felt extremely speechless at this point, feeling that the calm and composed Zhang Haike he had seen before might have been an imposter. "Even if every single strand of hair on your clan leader needed bandaging, it would be more than enough."
"Now, please fulfill your role as commander." He lightly tapped the operation console in front of him, and as if responding to his action, the previously silent screen suddenly erupted with a dazzling red light.
This red light flickered incessantly, and a line of conspicuous large characters rushed towards them like a harbinger of death.
[Warning! Enemy signal restored!]
"It seems that after fighting this long, those old men have finally realized that the signal jammer was holding them back." Zhang Haike immediately recognized that this was the inner clan disabling the underground signal jammer in their territory, attempting to participate in the battlefield using modern communication methods. However, his face remained unperturbed, only the corners of his mouth curled up with a hint of mockery.
"Isn't this also keeping up with the times? I thought they could cling to those rotten rules until death. If that were the case, I might have respected them more, but it turns out they're just like this."
Xie Yuchen did not reply.
He was accustomed to this type of enemy and had destroyed countless so-called "unchangeable" rules. Generally speaking, the more rigid and old-fashioned these conservatives were, the more they feared their lives and positions being threatened. In desperate situations, they would often behave even more disgracefully.
A subtle sound was heard, and Zhang Haike looked down, only to see Xie Yuchen slowly arranging a row of metal pieces on the control panel.
These metal pieces, in his fingers, had a dynamic beauty like a musical score, falling onto the desktop as delicately as butterflies with outstretched wings.
Through their time working together, Zhang Haike had clearly understood Xie Yuchen's work habits. These unremarkable metal pieces actually represented the decisions Xie Yuchen had made in response to the current situation.
There were four metal pieces here, meaning he had four different solutions for this situation.
But soon, Xie Yuchen put all these solutions away.
"Although there are some plans, they are always troublesome to implement..." He seemed to have thought of something and took out a peculiar communicator. This communicator was completely out of sync with Xie Yuchen's usual refinement, appearing simple and understated. xxs壹贰
"This is... did they give it to you before they went in? Who is on the other side?" Zhang Haike recognized this as the "reinforcement" that Fatty had mysteriously slipped to him, his tone carrying a hint of curiosity.
"I don't know." Xie Yuchen appeared indifferent. He chuckled lightly, typed a few words, and directly pressed the connect button.
"Before the war is won, we must let all our allies make an appearance."
As the words fell, after a few seconds of silence, the screen that had been emitting a dazzling red light instantly went silent as if something had extinguished it!
The battlefield remained unchanged, as if no new forces were involved, but the inner clan's signals were all re-shielded in an instant.
This ability to control electronic devices, this effortless control technology—
"Is it someone from the authorities?"