The ghost cavalry rose to their feet one after another.
As they drew nearer, I could distinctly feel the power emanating from each of them.
Compared to me, any one of them could have easily crushed me like a chick.
Yet, now, each of them showed such deep respect towards me.
This filled me with a sense of profound emotion.
I looked at their cold, metallic masks, their faces completely obscured.
However, it felt awkward to ask them to remove their masks now, just to see their faces.
So, I simply spoke:
"Esteemed warriors, I am deeply sorry.
Too much time has passed.
In this life, I... I no longer remember you."
As I spoke, I bowed to them.
It was an apology.
And also a thank you for keeping their promise to me from ten lifetimes ago, as they had said.
Two thousand years. For a promise, they abandoned reincarnation, defied the laws of the underworld.
To have waited two thousand years – what kind of will and determination was that?
But little did I know, with my bow, the twenty war cavalry who had just risen to their feet.
With a rustle, they all knelt back down on one knee.
"General, you must not!"
"General, under no circumstances should you."
"..."
"General, we fought and bled alongside you in life, conquering in all directions.
Your return is our greatest wish, how can you thank us!"
The leading ghost warrior spoke, as if he had been provoked.
I felt a bit embarrassed, to be honest.
I hadn't expected my apology to elicit such a strong reaction from them.
"No, no, no, please stand up quickly. Don't kneel anymore.
With the enemy upon us, let us first quell these demons!
And Qing Dai is still in danger.
Please hurry and help her..."
I truly didn't know how to converse with them, so I could only urge them to rise and stabilize the battlefield.
The leading ghost cavalryman nodded.
Immediately, he cupped his fists and said:
"Your subordinate obeys!"
With that, he turned his head.
"Mount up.
For the Empire!
For the Princess!
For the General!"
His voice was deep and heroic.
That rugged tone stirred the heart.
With a rustle, the twenty war cavalry mounted their horses again.
Pulling the reins.
Their black warhorses all whinnied in response, their eyes once again glowing with eerie green fire.
The leading ghost cavalryman raised his long spear:
"Charge!"
In an instant, the twenty ghost cavalry formed a triangular charge formation.
Amidst the "hu ha ha" neighs of their warhorses.
The sound of battle erupted.
The cavalry charged, heading directly towards the area where Qing Dai and the tall demoness were engaged in combat.
These Netherworld steeds did not touch the ground, yet they produced the sound of "taka taka taka" hooves.
Charging through the ghost formations, they swept through everything, their momentum peerless.
It was hard to imagine, what a sight it would be with two hundred war cavalry, two thousand war cavalry.
Or even two hundred thousand war cavalry on an ancient battlefield?
Watching the ghost cavalry depart from a distance.
I let out a long sigh of relief.
Unexpectedly, Old Mo suddenly blurted out:
"Whoa! Old Qin, you're something else! You were a general before."
Hearing this, I turned to look at him.
His eyes were shining, his expression full of fervor.
It seemed his chuunibyou was still ongoing:
"Perhaps!"
"What perhaps? Isn't it obvious?
Your subordinates found you.
I just wonder if I was awesome in my past life..."
Old Mo muttered to himself.
However, Xia Qiuxia, standing beside him, suddenly retorted:
"Whether you were awesome in your past life is unknown, but in this life, you're a jester!"
"Hahaha..."
I chuckled upon hearing this.
Uncle-Master and Yunxia Gu also wore faint smiles.
Old Mo wasn't angry either. He rubbed his head and said:
"Never mind that, I feel like I still have strength.
I want to go kill him again.
Old Qin, Qiu Xia, want to join?"
I looked at the chaotic battlefield.
The Grey Clan from the Bottomless Pit, and the fox tribe forces, had basically secured a section.
Now, the demonic cult's forces were teetering on the brink of collapse.
Just a final push was needed to make them utterly rout.
I had also recovered some breath.
If I had to persist, I could hold on a little longer.
So, I nodded and said:
"Alright, let's fight again!"
"If you're going, I'm going!"
Xia Qiuxia also lifted her head, smiling at the two of us.
Yunxia Gu saw that the three of us were all injured.
Despite having little strength left, we still wanted to fight the enemy and battle the demons.
She intended to speak up and stop us.
However, Uncle-Master, standing beside her, raised his hand to stop her:
"It's fine, let them go!
We cultivators should be like this.
Fearless of hardship, forging ahead.
Facing demons head-on, it's the best form of tempering..."
Yunxia Gu looked at Uncle-Master, a hint of surprise in her gaze.
Finally, she nodded and said no more.
The three of us didn't hesitate. Although our cultivation wasn't high,
we were willing to contribute a little more effort.
Of course, we were self-aware enough not to rush to the front lines for a bloody battle.
Because we lacked the strength and our physical condition didn't permit it.
We could only patrol the battlefield, killing any stragglers, those attempting sneak attacks, be it corpse slaves, ghosts, or demon priests.
As long as we didn't cause trouble for others, we would do our best to assist our allies and everyone else.
On the battlefield, the western sector was divided.
The demons there were essentially waiting to be slain and slaughtered.
In the southern sector, the fox tribe demons were all formidable.
After I was safe, Hu Santainai and Xiao Mei rejoined the fray.
Granny Hu's cultivation was too high, too powerful.
She was turning the battlefield upside down, threatening to cause the southern demons to collapse at any moment.
The eastern sector was a complete numerical onslaught.
The tide-like rat swarm was something the demonic forces simply couldn't withstand, nor could they stop it.
And these rats were no ordinary creatures.
Each one was extremely agile, burrowing into any hole they found.
Once they burrowed into one's belly, even a zombie's brain would be devoured.
And they didn't spread corpse poison.
Even ghosts could be gnawed to death by these rats.
Among them, the stout rat demon wielding a wolf-tooth club was the core of the Bottomless Pit forces.
His strength was immense, his cultivation profound.
Wherever he went, he was unstoppable, sweeping through demon priests and ghost servants like a mighty demon...