Chapter 00094: Meng Shan
# Meng Shan
Chapter 94
Novel: After the Immortals Disappeared
Chapter 94: Meng Shan
The formation of carriages had been turned into a makeshift small fortress.
But who would have thought that Meng Shan, in a fit of rage, would grab the carriages stacked on top and hurl them away? Of course, his chest was pierced more than a dozen times by the spears and halberds of the Great Wind Army, but no one could penetrate his heavy armor.
Immediately after, Meng Shan yanked the carriage in front of him aside and charged in!
The demonstration of such overwhelming brute force was something He Lingchuan, who was raising his crossbow to shoot at the time, didn't witness.
But he happened to be in Meng Shan's path and was the first to be struck by a massive shield.
The shield that sent him flying was enormous.
Shields are usually two to three feet tall, but due to Meng Shan's size, his specially made shield was over four feet tall and weighed more than 150 pounds.
It was made of ebony mixed with yellow copper, with a depiction of a Bixie on its surface.
This weapon, crafted with great effort, wasn't just for defense.
With Meng Shan's immense strength, it was used as a heavy weapon.
Now, with a giant axe in one hand and a heavy shield in the other, he was wreaking havoc.
No one dared to face him head-on.
With this warrior leading the charge, the Balin people quickly squeezed through the gap in the carriage formation.
"Think carefully before shooting Meng Shan," a soldier suddenly said a few feet away from He Lingchuan, who hadn't yet acted.
"At least not here."
This man had taken a critical slash to his thigh, deep enough to reach the artery, but fortunately, his family jewels were spared.
A Luo had already treated him, so he couldn't move easily.
Now, he had to hide behind a carriage, shooting arrows from the riverbed.
He Lingchuan saw this and thought to himself how cunning this guy was.
His hiding spot was very sneaky, completely shielded by the carriage.
Enemies from above would have a hard time dealing with him, while he could shoot through the gaps between the planks.
His accuracy was much better than He Lingchuan's, hitting two out of three shots, always causing enemies to scream and fall.
This greatly alleviated the combat pressure on the riverbed.
Such people might not have outstanding combat skills, but they have unique survival instincts.
After all, surviving a battle means everything.
So He Lingchuan, with a quick thought, said to him, "I've thought about it. Help me load two more crossbows!"
The man had a single-handed crossbow at his feet.
Hearing this, he loaded two and tossed them over: "What's your name?"
"He Lingchuan."
He Lingchuan slung one crossbow on his back and held another in his hand, struggling to stand up: "We need to use our backup plan."
If it weren't for the medicine, he doubted he could move at all; it was really good medicine.
After waking up, he'd have to find a way to get some more.
"My name is Hu Min," the man saluted him.
"Hero, if you fall, we will follow."
He Lingchuan rolled his eyes and quickly moved towards the second carriage formation, shouting, "Throw the money, what are you waiting for?"
It was time.
Behind the second carriage formation, dozens of people were stationed, using the formation as a sandbag, lying on top of the carriages to shoot arrows.
He Lingchuan's shout prompted several squads to grab what was behind them and throw it forward.
Indeed, what they threw out were gold, silver, pearls, and agate balls.
With a clattering sound, gold coins, silver coins, pearls, and agate balls bounced and rolled on the ground.
Seeing this scene, He Lingchuan remembered a game he played long ago, where there was a skill called something like...
Money Rain.
Huh? Who threw out the golden toilet?
The Balin people thought it was some kind of hidden weapon, but upon closer look, it was a dazzling sight of gold.
Wealth stirs the heart.
What would you do if you saw gold on the ground?
Of course, you'd bend down to pick it up.
The Balin soldiers who had broken through the carriage formation instinctively went to pick up the money.
Let others hold up the sky; money in the pocket is what matters.
These soldiers came to the Panlong Wasteland to risk their lives, either because they were in trouble, serving their duty, or in need of money.
Unlike the residents of the Panlong Wasteland, they could still return to their country, so these treasures were very useful to them.
With the Balin people in disarray, the Great Wind Army didn't hold back, swinging their swords to cut them down.
As for Meng Shan, everyone actively avoided him.
Such a tough opponent, the soldiers knew they couldn't handle him, so they left him to their leaders.
So, although Meng Shan was rampaging, apart from unlucky fellows like He Lingchuan, he hadn't taken out many people.
Of course, he had successfully caught the attention of Commander Xiao, who sheathed his sword, took up a spear, and shouted, "Don't panic, the enemy's morale is dropping, do your best!"
Reminded by him, everyone looked carefully and indeed saw that the glow on the Balin soldiers had dimmed, no longer as bright as before.
Originally, there was a gap in morale between the two sides, and now it was even more apparent.
What was going on? Why did the enemy's morale suddenly drop? This question was answered when He Lingchuan carefully observed Meng Shan:
The green light on the big man's body suddenly brightened.
In other words, he was using the Sheji Token to redistribute the morale, allocating more to himself.
He took more, so naturally, the other soldiers got less.
Such allocation was understandable.
Meng Shan was tasked with breaking through the Great Wind Army's defenses, so the stronger he was, the better, to concentrate his efforts in one place, and he had indeed succeeded.
So, his next target was the second carriage formation.
Meng Shan was about to charge over, but Commander Xiao had already arrived, using a spear to keep him in place.
Meng Shan protected his neck and eyes, the vital spots, and slashed at Commander Xiao.
Even from a distance, He Lingchuan could hear the whooshing sound.
Even Commander Xiao would probably be knocked off his feet if hit.
Of course, facing such a formidable opponent, Commander Xiao had no intention of a direct confrontation.
He either dodged or deflected the force, the spear tip flashing cold light, stabbing rapidly more than a dozen times!
This martial skill was truly astonishing.
Even though He Lingchuan watched intently, he felt dizzy, unable to keep up with the speed of the attacks.
The spear left afterimages, and the most terrifying part was that each strike landed on the same spot, the back of Meng Shan's knee joint!
Although covered in heavy armor, the joints were relatively vulnerable.
Meng Shan's body tilted, and he let out a cry of pain, suddenly raising his heavy shield and slamming it into the ground.
With a loud "boom," the ground within a ten-zhang radius around him shook like a seven or eight magnitude earthquake.
Both sides in the midst of battle were caught off guard and fell together, while objects on the ground jumped up.
The shockwave hit Commander Xiao first, who couldn't steady himself and took three big steps back.
Seizing the opportunity, Meng Shan swung his axe three times.
Commander Xiao reacted quickly, blocking all three strikes with his spear, but was still sent flying two zhang away.
Despite Meng Shan's towering stature and heavy armor, he was not at all clumsy, and the speed of his axe swings was astonishing.
He Lingchuan noticed a faint glow on the axe, guessing that the weapon had some effect of lightness or swiftness.
A fierce warrior and a powerful weapon complement each other perfectly.
Meng Shan was about to pursue when an arrow "whooshed" towards his eye.
The big man raised his axe, and the arrow was deflected by the broad blade.
(End of Chapter)