Battle of Muye

The six hundred and twenty-seventh year of Great Shang.

King Wu Ji Fa of Western Qi raised an army to attack Shang and convened the feudal lords. In the end, he mobilized fifty thousand troops and marched onward, capturing cities and seizing territory as though advancing through an empty land.

After all, Great Shang had been at war for many years, leaving its interior depleted. Most of its elite troops were now stationed in the lands of the Eastern Yi.

Before long, they were close to Muye.

Shangyi was shaken!

Within the royal palace.

Emperor Xin silently listened to Fei Zhong's report before asking You Hun, "How many troops does Shangyi still have?"

"The main army is all with Grand Preceptor Wen. As for Shangyi, there are fewer than three thousand troops left..."

You Hun was drenched in sweat. "However, if Your Majesty is willing to conscript all the slaves as soldiers, you could obtain several hundred thousand!"

"Heh... A bunch of people who can't even eat their fill, and who have received no special training. On the battlefield, they'd only be a burden!"

Emperor Xin was silent for a while before saying, "Enough. I'll lead three thousand troops and face Ji Fa at Muye!"

"Great King! You mustn't!"

"Great King, you mustn't!"

Fei Zhong and You Hun repeatedly tried to dissuade him. They were both rootless duckweed; if Emperor Xin died, their own fates would not be pleasant either.

Thus, regardless of their abilities, they were at least considered loyal.

Emperor Xin kicked them aside one after another and returned to the rear palace on his own, to where Daji was.

"Great King, the God-Slaying Armor has been forged!"

Daji came forward to greet him. "With this armor, Great King, you will surely achieve a resounding victory!"

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