Battle of Pacifying Youzhou (18)
"Qin Xiaosheng, what do you mean?"
The Second Elder of the Great Feng Imperial Clan had no choice but to stop, for Qin Xiaosheng's question was far too sharp and too important.
How does Huangfu Sheng compare to the Land of Cangshui?
There's no need to compare; just look at how much it costs to train someone like Huangfu Sheng.
The Land of Cangshui was conquered by the Great Feng cost in terms of manpower and resources.
He also came from the Battle of Cangshui more than a hundred years ago. In that battle, the two countries had more than ten Celestial Phenomenon Realm experts who fought alone. They were only missing the Heavenly Being Realm ancestor to take action, which directly triggered a major war between the two countries.
The Battle of Cangshui was a perfect storm of favorable timing, location, and popular support; none of these three factors could have been missing. If it were today, it's debatable whether the Great Feng could have defeated Cangshui.
This current battle is merely a preliminary test of the Dagan; not even a single Celestial Phenomenon Realm expert has arrived on the battlefield, so it's nothing special.
The Land of Cangshui beyond what Huangfu Sheng alone could compare to.
Qin Xiaosheng waved to summon the messenger and gave him instructions.
"The central army is preparing to retreat. The Marquis of Dongyue is recalled to the central command tent. The Dongyue Army is handed over to General Jin, who is instructed to shrink the battlefield and move towards the main battlefield, stopping the Dagan force at all costs."
In wartime, the commander-in-chief was recalled. Qin Xiaosheng was already prepared to abandon the Dongyue Army. There was no other way; things had come to this point. In any case, the veteran military commander of Marquis of Dongyue could not be allowed to fall into danger.
Marquis of Dongyue Dong Zhenlin of Dongyue enjoys an excellent reputation and high prestige in the Great Feng Eastern Border. His family is also a Great Feng clan in the Dong Clan.
The battle has come to this point, and defeat is inevitable. If even the Marquis of Dongyue dies here, it will have a huge impact on the morale of the army and the people in the Great Feng of Eastern Border. Moreover, he, as the commander-in-chief, will probably be in a lot of trouble from then on.
The Dong Clan won't let this go easily.
He then looked at the aloof woman in a blue robe beside him.
"Ninghua, the people from the major sects will definitely cause some trouble later, and I'll have to trouble you with that."
The woman nodded. This time, it wasn't just the imperial court that was fighting for the Great Feng; several major sects in the Eastern Border had also contributed. If they were to retreat and abandon them, those guys would definitely not be able to keep quiet afterward.
On the left flank of the battlefield, Wang Long, who commanded the Zhenyou Cavalry, watched as the Dongyue Army changed direction, feeling somewhat bewildered.
Wasn't the Dongyue Army's objective here to hold off the Zhenyou Cavalry and prevent them from entering the battlefield?
If they head towards the main battlefield now, wouldn't they be wiped out?
At this time, Wang Long was unaware that the Great Feng had changed generals on the eve of battle, nor did he know that they had changed their strategy.
For a moment, Wang Long hesitated, wondering whether to follow suit and enter the battlefield from the left flank. He couldn't quite understand what that old dog Dong Zhenlin was up to.
He wasn't going to let them pass just because that old guy was bored and acting crazy; he couldn't be careless.
He was already a criminal; if he fell into another trap and the battle went wrong on his end, he could simply turn back and thrust his weapon.
As Wang Long was contemplating his next move, he suddenly felt a murderous intent strike from behind, sending chills down his spine. He immediately raised his gun, turned around, and thrust it in.
Behind Wang Long, the battlefield was littered with corpses and blood; death was the dominant theme of the battlefield.
A dozen meters behind him, amidst a pile of corpses, a pair of eyes stared intently at Wang Long, a green dagger gripped tightly in his hand, the person concealing himself beneath the carcasses.
Sensing that Wang Long's aura had become somewhat scattered, this person's aura suddenly surged, like a green snake shadow, and a blade shot straight towards Wang Long's back, the cold light arriving in an instant.
Facing Wang Long's counterattack, he sidestepped, his figure gliding past the spear tip. In the instant his eyes met Wang Long's, he spat out a tiny needle-like ray from his mouth, like a venomous snake flicking its tongue, aiming for Wang Long's face, but it was blocked by the protective aura surrounding Wang Long.
The needle-like energy countered and wore down Wang Long's powerful aura until the needle had no more strength left and was crushed to pieces by Wang Long's aura.
The person who ambushed Wang Long, after spitting out the needle-like light, passed by Wang Long's left side. The green dagger in his hand emitted a faint green light, and a green snake-like blade of light slashed across Wang Long's left shoulder and upper arm.
The cold light pierced through Wang Long's protective aura, sliced through his armor, and cut deep enough to expose bone. It almost severed half of Wang Long's left upper arm, leaving a large gash in the arm bone beneath the flesh, from which blood gushed out.
Wang Long's face instantly turned somewhat ferocious, his left arm hanging limply at his sides. He channeled his inner energy into his left arm to nourish it, then turned to look at the person who had ambushed him, his eyes filled with undisguised killing intent, and said coldly.
"Green Blade of the Shadow Kill Hall, your lover is dead, and you still dare to show your face?"
After landing, the person called Green Blade's true energy surged, and the bloodstains and bits of flesh on his body and face disappeared, revealing a bewitching and alluring face. However, his figure was not clearly visible under the wide, flesh-colored robe.
Green Blade raised an eyebrow at Wang Long, her eyes somewhat ambiguous. She spoke in a sweet voice first, but then her tone carried a chilling killing intent.
"I think Brother Long should take care of himself first, otherwise, I'm afraid he won't survive."
As soon as she finished speaking, the woman's figure seemed to transform into a nimble venomous snake as she rushed towards Wang Long. Before she even reached Wang Long, a turquoise blade of light was already upon him.
Sensing the immense, sharp blade of light, the woman abruptly retreated several feet. The blade of light landed, leaving a trench over twenty feet long in the ground.
The woman said with a grim expression, "The Bison Blade, Wei Wensong."
The newcomer was none other than Wei Wensong, the Grand Elder of Koudao Mountain. After glancing at Wang Long's pale face and wounds, he tossed down a bottle of medicine.
"The Shadow Kill Hall's Severing Meridian Black Poison, this is the antidote. Shenying Marquis, the battlefield is your home ground, and I am not good at it. But leave her to me, rest assured, and focus on leading your troops into battle."
Before he could finish speaking, Wei Wensong's figure had already flown towards the woman, leaving only an echo mixed with true energy.
Holding the antidote, Wang Long looked at the wound on his left arm. At the wound, the surrounding flesh was being constantly eroded, with small black blood blisters emerging and making a faint "sizzling" sound, as if it were being corroded.
With a swift movement, Wang Long slid his spear, gripping the tip, and cut away the eroded flesh around the wound. He then swallowed the antidote and, using his inner energy to seal the wound,...
Having done all this, he gripped his gun in his right hand, looked in the direction of the Dongyue Army, and shouted, "Zhenyou Cavalry, charge!" He led his troops straight towards the battlefield where the armies were clashing.
At the edge of the battlefield, Green Blade, caught up with and entangled by Wei Wensong, slashed with his dagger, and a venomous snake attacked Wei Wensong, saying with a cold expression.
"Old man, you're practically burying your head in the ground, and you still dare to come out? Have you had enough of living? Do you still think this is sixty years ago?"
Wei Wensong's Jade Blade shattered the snake shadow formed by true energy with a single slash of light. His attacks continued relentlessly, heading straight for the Green Blade, while his verbal attacks also intensified, as he teased the Green Blade.
"I'm almost at the end of my life, and that Wu Mo isn't much younger than me. If I'm already failing, how can he still use that chopstick?"
"Your old flame! Tell me, is it a blade of grass or a chopstick? Haha."
Upon hearing Wei Wensong's words, a cold glint flashed in Green Blade's eyes, and his attacks became even more ferocious as he gritted his teeth and spoke.
"You old bastard, you're asking for it."
If it weren't for the need to survive in the Shadow Kill Hall, for better resources, cultivation techniques, and elixirs, or for the need to break through to the Ascension Realm and become a powerful being, who would be willing to serve an old man over two hundred years old?
That old bastard, ahhh!!!