When the army reached an unnamed mountain range less than a kilometer away from the Heavenly Army, Meng Tian took the lead. He was as tall and straight as a pine tree, riding on a tall horse, looking very majestic.

The swords in his hands gleamed coldly under the sunlight. He pointed his spear at the Heavenly Court camp and taunted loudly, “Generals of Heavenly Court, do you dare to come out of the camp to fight? Have you all become cowards, hiding in this camp like turtles?”

His voice was like rolling spring thunder, echoing endlessly in the valley. The 100,000 troops behind him also shouted in unison to cheer him on. The “roar, roar, roar” shouts were like surging waves, making the valley buzz.

Inside the tent of the Heavenly Army, the Great Emperor Zhenwu, who was resting, became so angry that his face turned blue. He slammed the table hard, and with a “crash”, the teacups and teacups on the table were shattered to pieces.

“Meng Tian, ​​stop talking nonsense here. If it weren’t for the order from His Majesty, I would have beheaded you and cut you into pieces!” His eyes were as big as copper bells, and were full of anger.

The heavenly soldiers and generals beside the Great Emperor Zhenwu were also filled with righteous indignation. They grasped their weapons tightly, and their nails were deeply embedded in their palms.

However, they knew very well that without Haotian’s order, no one dared to act rashly.

He could only suppress the anger in his heart. At this time, Emperor Zhenwu led a large army to the border. They saw the army of Xian Qin from a distance, so they said that there were only a mere 100,000 of them.

Their million-strong army can swallow them up by catching them off guard, but their final high-end combat power can make up for everything.

Wang Ben is at the peak of the Golden Immortal realm, and Meng Tian is at the early stage of the Quasi-Sage realm. The combined strength of the two is enough to resist an army of hundreds of thousands.

It is not a wise move to go out and fight.

“Scold me back, scold me back as hard as you can, don’t embarrass the Heavenly Court.”

Emperor Zhenwu knew that he could not go into battle, so he could only order his men to curse at each other from a distance.

At this moment, countless Heavenly Palace soldiers stretched their necks and shouted and cursed. They cursed at each other from a distance in the tent.

The scene looked particularly funny.

At this moment, the people in Heaven also saw the situation below and were almost angry to death.

“What’s going on with this Immortal Qin army? They actually came to our camp and shouted and cursed. What is this!” The Flame Star Lord slammed the table and stood up, his nose almost crooked with anger.

The human race is becoming more and more presumptuous nowadays, and they even dare to look down on them like this.

Wenquxingjun also expressed helplessness: “He is forcing us to fight. As long as our Heavenly Court takes the initiative, the two sides can engage in battle. At that time, the stable situation will be broken, and the Xianqin army will be sucked in like locusts.”

“You’re right. Now is not the time to go to war. You can scold them all, but don’t act on impulse.” The Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King Li was also very angry, but he could only remind everyone.

Now that Haotian is not here, they can only stare blankly.

In the nameless mountains below, the two armies cursed at each other.

The two sides only had an hour-long conversation, in which the other party brought out their parents, and then their eighteen generations of ancestors, and all of them were scolded in an extremely ugly way.

But no one moved, not a single sword or knife was used.

The scene looked absolutely amazing.

Wang Ben cursed loudly on his warhorse, his mouth was dry, but after cursing for so long, he saw that the Heavenly Court army did not dare to fight. “These damned melee king seals are really patient, no, we must give them some ruthless medicine.”

Wang Ben rode on his warhorse, urged his horse forward a few steps, and shouted at the top of his voice: “Emperor Zhenwu, don’t just talk and don’t act. If you have the guts, send out your troops now, don’t be a coward! Let’s see who is more powerful, your heavenly court, or the brave soldiers of the Xian Qin! You call yourself an emperor, but now you don’t dare to come out to fight. Do you have the courage of a rat? With your courage, you dare to command a hundred troops. Pah, it’s really embarrassing. If I were you, I would crash into the South Heaven Gate and die.”

The army of Heaven was scolded terribly, but they could only endure it helplessly.

The Great Emperor Zhenwu stood at the door of the tent. He listened to Wang Ben’s loud shouting and cursing, and was so angry that he clenched his fists and his index finger sank into the flesh.

But he still just looked at the arrogant Xian Qin army outside and did not take any action.

He knew very well that his strength was not enough to kill Meng Tian easily.

Moreover, Xian Qin’s power is no longer what it used to be. Their desperate fighting style is very likely to put him in an irretrievable situation, so he can only grit his teeth, hold back his anger, and keep his troops in place. However, the frustration in his heart surged like a raging tide.

Xian Qin’s move was undoubtedly like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, making the already tense situation in the Three Realms even more turbulent.

All forces are watching secretly, each making their own calculations in their hearts, thinking about what their next move should be.

Ying Xuan and his Xian Qin are gradually becoming the core of this chaotic storm. A shocking war that is enough to change the entire pattern of the Three Realms seems to have been brewing quietly in the invisible, waiting for the fuse to be lit, and it will erupt like a volcano.

Meng Tian and Wang Ben led an army of 100,000 from the Xian Qin army and shouted and cursed in front of the Heavenly Army camp for five hours, until the wind and clouds changed color and the sun and moon lost their light.

Those shouts and curses were like surging waves, one after another, impacting the eardrums and minds of the soldiers in heaven.

The Great Emperor Zhenwu was in the tent, his face as red as pig liver, and the veins on his forehead were bulging like twisted earthworms.

His eyes were wide open and glaring as he stared at the arrogant and cursing Xian Qin army outside the tent. His hands were clenched into fists, his nails were deeply embedded in his palms, blood was slowly seeping out, but he was completely unaware.

“These little Qin Immortals are really going too far! How dare you insult me ​​like this? I will tear you into pieces!” Emperor Zhenwu was so angry that he was shaking all over. The rage in his heart was like a volcano about to erupt, hot and intense.

At this time, the shouting and cursing of the soldiers in Heaven had gradually subsided.

They usually live a life of luxury and have never experienced such vulgar and continuous insults.

On the other hand, the Xian Qin soldiers, who came from military backgrounds, were full of energy and used a variety of tricks when they cursed at each other. All kinds of dirty words were like a string of cannonballs, which made the Heavenly Court soldiers dizzy. They could only complain in their hearts, with angry and helpless expressions on their faces.

During these five hours of shouting and cursing, the Taoist heart of the Great Emperor Zhenwu was shaken violently like a lone boat in a storm.

He knew very well that as the Emperor of Heaven, he should not be easily swayed by such provocations. However, the humiliation that felt like a thorn in his back was like the devil’s claws, constantly tearing at his reason and patience.

“Am I really going to swallow my anger like this? Allow them to slander the dignity of Heaven like this? No, I will never sit idly by!” The Great Emperor Zhenwu roared in his heart. Finally, he couldn’t bear it anymore. He stomped his feet so hard that the earth shook.

With a “crash”, he kicked the tables and chairs in front of him into pieces, and then rushed out of the military camp like an arrow.

The Great Emperor Zhenwu was a burly man, wearing a golden battle armor that shone brightly in the sun, like a god of war descending to the earth. (End of this chapter)