tea, repeatedly requesting refills as it grew cold. Yet, I couldn't even see my father.Your Majesty is truly busy! Yang Xuan策 thought listlessly.The crown prince can see the king at any time. As a so...Jiang Wang and Yu Liyang "walked side by side", enjoying a thrilling journey at the level of philosophical discourse.
“Hmm” Jiang someone opened their blazing yang red pupils, only just barely making out the fleeting scenery: “This doesn’t seem to be heading towards Long Zen Ridge.”
“Of course, you have to observe the terrain before going into battle. As the saying goes, ‘Sharpening your knife doesn't delay chopping wood.’” Yu Liyang said matter-of-factly.
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Jiang Wang thought for a moment, then said: "With General Cao here, there's no need to worry about these things."
Yu Liyang strode across the high platform, his eyes scanning the mountains and rivers: "This Saha Dragon Realm is usually closed to the public. It's not easy to come here once, so how can I not take in the whole view Uh, I mean, I'm checking for any omissions for Lord Du."
Jiang Wang said very seriously: "Duke Ding's use of troops is called 'unfailing,' and he never makes a mistake."
Could Cao Jie's military deployment possibly have any gaps Surely the former Grand Xia Min King would know this.
The entire court of the Great Xia, from civil officials to military generals, wished they could gouge out a slit in steel plates with their eyes, but all they could do was watch helplessly as the Qi army advanced. That suffocating feeling of having no room to breathe, is something no one wants to experience again.
This is a test.
"Look." Yu Liyang pointed downwards. "Do you see 'The Sandalwood Forest' What do you think it resembles"
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From such a height, overlooking the vast land, even the tall and straight dragon's breath sandalwood trees appear only like wooden sticks. So-called "sandalwood forest", is also a miniature group.
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On the contrary, its emerald green hue was particularly striking. Patches of unspent blood were scattered about, embedded within the basin, marking a clear indication on the vast Dragon Domain land.
Jiang Wang's attention was diverted, and she looked seriously at him: "Like a bowl"
Yu Liyang fell silent for a moment, then took another step with Jiang Wang. "There's Long Zenling," he said, gesturing towards the distance. "Looking at it from here, what do you think it resembles"
After traveling thousands of miles into the dragon realm, one finally sees Dragon Zen Ridge.
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This ridge is not very high, but it is on a plateau.
The mountain ridge curves and winds, resembling a slumbering dragon. The stone carvings are meticulously crafted, exuding an air of solemnity and grandeur. The entire Long Zen Ridge is shrouded in an aura of military might, concealing the exact number of elite sea creatures hidden within. Thus, the specific details of this ridge remain elusive to the naked eye.
Jiang Wang murmured, "It's like a gigantic dragon statue, lying on the altar."
The plateau is like an altar, and the mountains are like sculptures. There's a kind of divine majesty that makes one feel awestruck.
Yu Liyang turned back and pointed to the sandalwood sea: "Look at the sandalwood sea now, what does it look like"
Jiang Wang was moved at once: "Like a giant incense burner!"
If the basin where the sandalwood trees grow is like an incense burner, then the straight and dry leaves of the dragon's breath sandalwood tree are, of course, the sandalwood incense offered to the gods in the burner.
“Indeed, they can outline the grand celestial formations and resonate with each other from afar. Therefore, since coming from the Renwu Realm, the sandalwood forest has been an unavoidable path and a necessary battlefield to overcome.” Yu Liyang spoke with admiration: “I just used my divination skills and found that you have twice led your troops through this place, even using blood sacrifice to disrupt the formation of the sandalwood forest. It is undeniable that you are astute.”
Unexpectedly, Yu Liyang still possesses the skill of qigong. He is truly a multi-talented individual.
Jiang Wang was honest: "Actually, I didn't think that much about it. The first time I went through the sandalwood tree sea, it was purely by accident. I was in a hurry to escape and ran around blindly. The second time, I just followed the old path out of habit. Besides, the one who led the troops to fight in the sandalwood tree sea was Shang Fengchen from Yanggu, not me. I just gave some suggestions."
Yu Liyang seemed thoughtful: "Then you're very lucky."
As they were talking, he grabbed Jiang Wang and turned around: "Come on, we've seen the scenery, let's go find General Cao."
Jiang Wang didn't feel like he had seen any scenery, and he couldn't quite understand the turn of events at this time: "We're almost to Long Zen Ridge, why go back Why not set up camp for the vanguard first—"
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“Too young!” Yu Liyang interrupted. “Without the commander’s orders, you and I should patrol. Long Zen Ridge has the imperial master commanding the troops. If we encounter them, victory is hard to come by, defeat is a grave transgression, and worse still, injury could cripple us or damage our lungs. How unwise it would be——”
At this point, he glanced at Jiang Wang's expression and changed his tune: "This mission prioritizes Duke Dinghou. He holds the highest rank and controls everything. I don't want to take credit for myself or act rashly, lest I disrupt Duke Dinghou's plans!"
Jiang Wangyi unwittingly became a reckless and overambitious person, with little room to argue. After all, the direction was in someone else's hands, and in the blink of an eye, Longzhangling disappeared from his sight.
Yu Liyang had a clear goal in mind, and regardless of Jiang Wang's thoughts, he grabbed him and circled a large area before catching up with Cao Jie, who was hurrying his troops from behind.
Because the army still needed constant adjustments and training. Though Cao Jie commanded the large force to relentlessly pursue Yu Liyang, their speed was far behind that of the nimble Yu Liyang.
As he approached, Yu Liyang casually placed Jiang Wang beside the female disciple of Diao Hailou. He positioned him just a fist's distance away from her, like planting a tree.
This is a very subtle distance, an inch closer or farther apart represents completely different psychological defenses. It really tests the other person's intentions.
At a glance, he saw the young woman startle and blush. He laughed heartily, striding nonchalantly to Cao Jie's side.
Although Cao Jie was left with only one arm and scarred armor, walking through the sky, he had an air about him, like the vast earth below, that instilled a special sense of peace.
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"How are you" he asked casually.
Yu Liyang said softly, "The mountains and rivers are picturesque, indeed a foundation for all ages."
Cao Jie nodded, but didn't speak.
In his view, the foundation of an empire for all ages lies not in mountains and rivers.
But this was not something he should tell Yu Liyang. After all, the Thousand Summer Kingdom, once mighty, had collapsed not long ago. A casual remark from him might give someone a wrong idea and create unnecessary discord.
At the end of the day, Yu Liyang could laugh amicably with Jiang Wangyan because Jiang Wang was merely a sword in the Qi Xia War, perhaps just a little sharper. But he and Cao Jie were fundamentally incapable of being friends.
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Even as fellow ministers, there's no need to be friends.
When Qi Xiao was handsome, he was also a soldier. When he came to command the army, all the soldiers were at his disposal. On the battlefield, that's all that mattered.
Then Candle Age said slowly, “Aren’t you going to rest for a while”
“You’re joking, old man.” Yu Liyang walked forward with his hands behind his back, his eyes shining brightly. “I willingly chose to fight even injured. You are strong and prosperous, while I am poor but persistent!”
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Candle Age smoothed his tattered jacket and silently tucked the cotton he'd quietly removed from Jiang Wang's clothes back into place.
You say you're poor, I'm even poorer. I wear clothes from the era of Emperor Wu.
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The army, composed of various factions, marched all the way to the foot of Longchan Ridge, taking a full five hours.
During this time, Yue Jie has launched countless assaults on Long Zenling.
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Zhong Xi and his companions knew that the Heavenly Sovereign of the Human race could arrive at any moment to provide support. Therefore, they did not attempt to capture generals or flags, lest they be held back by Yue Jie. Instead, they adopted a straightforward posture, leveraging the preparations they had made over countless years on Long Zen Ridge to relentlessly drain the strength of the Human race.
They are waiting, waiting for the East Sea Dragon Palace to make a move.
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Yue Jie was also waiting, using his reckless charges to hold off Cao until reinforcements arrived.
Five hours is not a short amount of time. Especially when frontline support is urgently needed and the battle situation is extremely tense. Even if everyone else criticizes him, saying he wasted time and missed opportunities, there would be ample justification for their accusations.
But Jiang Wang, being in the army and a general, had already noticed something different about this troop. Looking around at the moment, focusing on any soldier at random, the brand from some island was barely visible on their bodies.
Looking around, no one spoke. But they seemed to have known each other for a long time, training and fighting together, always as one whole. At this moment, they were also moving in perfect harmony.
And this kind of change has already happened without us realizing it.
The army can be put into action immediately, soldiers can be recruited easily, and a group of scattered warriors can become a cohesive force after a single march... What kind of terrifying command ability is this!
Especially for Jiang Wang, who possesses the talent of "commanding three thousand troops," this is simply awe-inspiring.
Ahead lies Long Zen Ridge, shrouded in thick clouds and mist, its depths unfathomable.
The eerie beast roars continuously, creating an atmosphere of solemn terror.
The general of Yang Valley, Yue Jie, was also a master of military strategy. He attacked several times but failed to gain any ground. The Red Eyebrow emperor, Xi Yang, retreated while fighting, retreating and defending until he reached Long Zen Ridge. After that, he completely reversed his previous decline, raising an impenetrable wall of bronze and iron. He prevented the human race from advancing further.
After that, Zhong Xi and Tai Yong returned to their defenses. One focused all his energy on healing, while the other diligently reinforced the formation, constantly strengthening the defensive positions.
Jiang Wang first saw Yue Jie, who was known as the "Gatekeeper of the Rising Sun," on such a magnificent afternoon, in the midst of a bloody and intense battlefield.
At that time, Yue Jie had just retreated from the front lines. After clashing with Zhong Xi or Tai Yong, the fluctuation of their auras had already disrupted the celestial energy along the way.
His camp was on the other side of Long Zen Ridge. Seemingly just realizing Cao Jie's arrival, he strode toward this direction.
He was wearing armor.
It wasn't worn today alone.
In every year, every month, every day, it has always been like this.
No one had ever seen him without his armor, as if he were born with it.
It was a suit of ancient armor, out of fashion now. The shoulder pads had menacing spikes, and the breastplate was a single piece with a recessed pattern. And on top of the helmet stood a spearhead!
The muzzle even had a blood groove, tied with a black thong.
This piece as a whole is supposed to be dark gold, but the gold is too pale. And within that "darkness," there's a hint of blood.
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In terms of aesthetic appeal, this piece of armor may not be considered beautiful by many people today.
But there was a kind of bravery that seemed to come from ancient times, emanating from him.
He wasn't as tall and imposing as Yang Feng, the banner commander under his command. His build was more ordinary. But what people felt was a heart of bronze and courage of iron, with steel-like bones.
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He, under his armor, was stronger than his armor.
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Although he didn't remove his helmet, Jiang Wang could only see his eyes, but it felt like he already knew this person deeply.
His eyes were hazel, lacking much in the way of emotional depth, only an unyielding stubbornness.
"You're hurt," he said, looking at Cao Jie.
"Yes," Cao Jie replied.
"The army is all yours."
"Good."
The two masters of martial arts had just finished their handover so casually.
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It's not that Yue Jie considers himself inferior to Cao Jie in military strategy. Rather, under the circumstances of Cao Jie being injured and losing an arm, it was the most suitable choice for him to unleash his strength as a powerful cultivator of the Deranged Path.
Of course, this is also an acknowledgement of Cao Jie's military prowess. It is believed that no matter the circumstances, he will be able to demonstrate the power of warfare to the fullest extent and unleash the might of the human army.
In the command of the human army, Yue Jie's will retreats while Cao Jie's advances.
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The ambition of the three armies is to be unwavering in one's resolve.
Cao Jie's head surged with a tempest of blood and smoke, rising momentarily to fill the heavens! In an incredibly short time, he had brought every unit under his command into perfect harmony. The three armies became one, their individual energies interwoven.
He was a brilliant military strategist capable of commanding hundreds of thousands of troops. The larger the army, the more he could demonstrate his abilities.
After stripping away his military forces, Yue Jie resembled a rock exposed by the tide, exhibiting another kind of unyielding strength.
Xue He Zhenjun Peng Chongjian took the initiative to express goodwill: "General Yue, you have been working hard for a long time. You can take a short rest. When the decisive battle comes, I will call you again."
Even when Cao Jie's army hadn't arrived, Yue Jie never ceased his assault on Long Zen Ridge. As they were the first troops to reach Long Zen Ridge, they had to continuously put pressure on this important Haizu stronghold. Even he conducted the offensive with the attitude of "being alone here but must capture Long Zen Ridge."
No human flag has ever truly flown on Long Zen Ridge, but the blood of humanity has stained its soil countless times!
A thousand hammer blows bring no immediate result, but gradually shape the metal.
This is their unspoken understanding.
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At this moment, he glanced at Peng Chongjian and nodded to accept the goodwill, but said, "No need."
... And with a sudden turn, he reached out and grabbed an eight-foot long iron lance. He then adopted an even more desperate fighting stance, advancing forward with his heavy armor and long lance.
Peng Chongjian was baffled.
And Cao Jiedao, "Now is the time for the decisive battle."
He too walked on with serene composure, passing through the forest of blood where the legions stood in solemn silence, walking past each pulsating heart beating with fierce human desire: "My patience has ended on this journey."
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Yue Jie personally acted as the vanguard, while Cao served as the main general of the large army.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The heartbeat pounded like a drum.
Charge! Charge!
Before the battle flags.
The human army surged toward Long Zen Ridge like a tidal wave.
Whether a god descends within or an extraordinary feat remains unachieved, whether it's a noble lineage passed down through generations of powerful families or the ordinary foot soldier. They are all part of this tide, blending together to create such a tremendous courage.
Now is the time for the final showdown!
Just as Qi Xiao had envisioned before the battle—to accomplish his greatest feats in this one campaign!
Tick tock!
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A drop of blood, precariously hanging in the air, shattered the ominous cloud beneath his feet and fell into the endless void.
The enemy troops before me were like a boundless sea, surging and crashing.
The colossal Fortuna, despite its imposing size, was now a fragile skiff amidst this overwhelming force. A gaping chasm split the hull amidships, somehow still holding together by mere thread.
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Qi Xiao's military prowess was comparable to a god. Though his individual combat strength was formidable, he still found himself surrounded by a vast army.
The disparity in military strength between the two sides is too great. The illusion of power created through mere boasting will inevitably collapse, it's just a matter of time.
It's a good thing... shouldn't be too early.
On the other side of the Saha World, results should be coming in about now, right
To create a realistic atmosphere for the attack on the East Sea Dragon Palace, Qi Xiao deployed 50,000 main force Xia corpses there, supplemented by 50,000 reserves, also known as one hundred thousand — her Xia corpse army often fought with half the main force and half rotated for rest. Therefore, this was her military strength in a state of war.
At this moment, very few remain alive.
Qi Xiao, clad in the auspicious battle armor on board the Fuzé warship, was rapidly losing life force.
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>>> The two powerful cultivators, Chongguang and Yang Feng, having filled in the Guihai Lake, immediately rushed to the Saha Dragon Realm for support. It was also a bit of self-interest on his part, not wanting the First True Person of their sect to be trapped here as well.
Then what now
Wei Xun was suddenly reminded of the annual Sea Sacrifice ceremony, of the Sky-Edge Platform, and the mournful seafarer's song they all knew by heart.
"Vast and boundless is the sky, a myriad of clouds covering it; vast and boundless is the journey home."
“I wish to wield the long spear, today I will fight amidst a sea of rage…”
What year was last year, and what day is it today
He saw a pair of eyes, a pair of ever-changing eyes, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, the eyes of an emperor who lived for thousands of years without any grievances!
Life is nearing its end!
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