Nine Hundred Thousand Troops Launched a Fierce Assault! A Fight to the Death! Xu Qingxiao's Battle for Godlike Renown!
Sulong Kingdom.
The envoys of the Hundred Kingdoms were discussing the war.
Perhaps because Xu Qingxiao had slaughtered surrendered soldiers, the Hundred Kingdoms had truly united as one.
Among the Foreign-Race Kingdoms, one hundred and seventy had formally declared war on Great Wei. Thirty had subsequently withdrawn, and half of the remaining one hundred and forty were small kingdoms.
Forget Great Wei's three hundred thousand troops-even thirty thousand of its armored cavalry could have flattened those small kingdoms. Still, they served a purpose, occupying excellent strategic locations.
They stood at connecting points through which military provisions could be transported. Some excelled at raising horses, all of them first-rate warhorses, while others were particularly skilled at manufacturing weapons.
Each had its own specialty.
After several days and nights of discussion, the envoys of the Hundred Kingdoms finally settled their war plans.
Under the Sulong King's arrangements, everything appeared orderly.
The palace's great hall.
The Sulong King pointed at the sand table and spoke solemnly.
"This may be called a war of a hundred kingdoms, but in reality, it amounts to no more than seven barriers."
"The Fan Kingdom."
"Tang, Amuta, and Tuliang."
"The Northwest Region."
"These are the first three battles. The Fan Kingdom has already fallen, but that was its own failure, not because it could not win. At this first barrier, we lost to disunity and Great Wei's treachery."
"But the second barrier will be entirely different."
"Tang, Amuta, and Tuliang occupy terrain that allows them to support one another. Great Wei's Qilin Army has nine hundred thousand troops in total."
"If those nine hundred thousand troops dare gather together and launch an all-out assault on any one kingdom, they can breach its gates within four hours."
"But they will also pay an extremely painful price. Tang, Amuta, and