Spiritual Energy Rejuvenation: I Began Cultivating By Farming-Chapter 1890 - 1085

Ye Weida saw those people’s ashen faces and felt quite satisfied, having seen the Barbarian Nation General with a burnt war robe.

Initially, he wanted to leave, but then he had another idea.

Shouldn’t he take advantage of their weakness and finish them off?

This was an opportunity to eliminate their General.

Ye Weida thought for a moment, considering using his spells to take out ordinary Martial Artists and see if he could succeed.

Using spells to burn them, that would definitely work.

So he decided to go all out, why wait for an auspicious day, just do it.

However, he did not use his Fireball Technique; instead, he took out a few Explosion Talismans from his body and threw them onto those Generals.

Because they needed to put out the fire, the Generals were embarrassing themselves trying to extinguish the fire on their bodies just a moment ago. With a grim determination, they now ignored their disgrace and injuries, running alongside the Soldiers and using water to extinguish the fire.

Unfortunately, running back and forth was too slow.

The Fireball Technique Ye Weida cast, the fire was not ordinary fire, and regular water could not extinguish it.

He targeted those Generals and awarded each one with an Explosion Talisman.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang."

Like setting off firecrackers, over twenty explosions sounded simultaneously, and while the firefighters were scared by the sound, some Soldiers were caught in the explosions.

The people who were extinguishing the fire together, after the explosion, were terrified. Their Marshal, those Generals, although they had put out the fire just a moment ago, were extinguishing it alongside them.

How did they explode again?

After the explosion, the Marshal, the Generals, they were all dead, and not just the Marshal and Generals, everyone close by was killed in the explosion.

The explosion, along with the previous flames, had already drawn the local villagers over, as well as some people from the city gates.

This was their stronghold, the foundation of their battle, frightening those who were cursing under the city walls, those Mages, confused as to why their stronghold exploded?

Why was it burning?

The local people watched from afar, afraid to get close because the Fire Source was too great, even the Soldiers who were extinguishing the fire earlier dared not approach the flames.

They feared another explosion, like the one before.

Never knowing that firecrackers were so powerful, and they hadn’t even brought any—was it the Generals who brought the firecrackers?

If the firecrackers were so powerful, why weren’t they used in battle?

"Put out the fire!"

"General!"

"Marshal!"

People rushing back were anxious, trying to lead the onlooking Soldiers and those they brought back to help extinguish the fire.

They were too late to ask why, because the living supplies, food, forage, and the loss of the Marshal and General were too heavy for the survivors to bear.

Soldiers died and that was that, but for those above the rank of Young General, they felt doomed, the campaign losses were too great to shoulder.

Maybe only a few dozens died in the explosion, but they were important figures, those who led and commanded in battle.

Most critically, their food and forage were gone. Without forage, staying here was useless.

Anyone who could become a Young General or Soldier knew, anyone from this country knew how vital food was for them.

Even if grass for the horses was gone, the horses could graze in nearby villages or by the river.

But without food, what would they do?

The garrison had only a few thousand left because many tribes had not yet brought their forces.

And because their study of the Formations wasn’t yet successful, this loss was enormous, the cause still unknown.

The Array Master watched from a distance, not helping extinguish the fire, carefully observing the exploded crater, where shattered flesh lay, even with his vast experience, he couldn’t believe the power of Talismans was so great.

The Array Master was brought in, along with other Mages, regarded as able men.

However, those considered able men could only break others’ Formations.

These supposed able men had heard and told stories, they also carried Talismans, like peace charms, things commonly bought at ordinary temples and Taoist Temples.

Many were fakes; they were just things some people used for peace of mind or to scam money.

Though they had some skills, they had no particular study in this area, and seeing those Fire Sources and explosives, they were shocked, suspecting it inwardly.

In their country, not knowing how the enemy infiltrated, of course, it was an enemy, otherwise, why would their stronghold be set ablaze?

Why was their Marshal bombed?

"Don’t waste effort; retreat quickly, disperse!"

An Array Master exchanged glances with the Mages, then relayed their thoughts and concerns to the Young General.

Understanding the causes of the fire and explosions, they decided to leave quickly, at least minimizing losses.

To avoid being wiped out or having their remaining horses killed.

Speaking thus, these able men ignored the Young General and hurriedly ran away to find someone in authority.

They encountered someone even more skilled, realizing they should quickly seek an audience with the nation’s King.

And other officials who could take on the responsibility.