Banners fluttered, iron armor clanged.
Upon the fertile plains of Yang Province in Jiuzhou World, formations of ten thousand troops spread out one after another. The formations in black armor and under black banners resembled scattered ink dots upon the earth. At a glance, dozens of such dots stood in horizontal rows, staggered front to back, forming an even larger military array.
At the very forefront of this army, atop a command platform a hundred zhang high, Wu Tang, likewise clad in black armor, gripped a battle sword in one hand and rested the other on the railing as he gazed toward the towering, majestic fortress ahead.
This was a crucial stronghold guarding the capital of the Ying Kingdom. Once they passed through here, they could advance straight to Yingzuo, the Ying Kingdom's capital.
Looking at the city walls several hundred zhang high, at the solid pass, Wu Tang could not conceal the excitement in his eyes. How many years had it been? Ever since the King of Ying had attached himself to the Transforming Python Demon God, the Ying Kingdom had always held Yin Mound down. Not only had it seized Yin Mound's territory, it had also plundered Yin Mound's goods and carried off its people.
But times and fate had changed.
The Transforming Python Demon God had fallen, the previous King of Ying had died, and the Ying Kingdom had descended into internal turmoil and civil war, with warfare raging without cease for decades.
Yet Yin Mound had received the Heavenly Emperor's favor. The Mysterious Bird High God had descended to aid him in conquering the four directions. After fifty years of cultivation and military preparation, Wu Tang now led the trained armored warriors of all Yin Mound to attack the Ying Kingdom and expand their lands.
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