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A hundred miles outside Jingshan City.
In a secluded valley.
Nangong Qianrou led ten thousand heavy cavalry, standing quietly in the valley.
Following Wei Yuan's orders, he led 10,000 fresh troops to ambush the area.
When the battle was in full swing, they teleported to Jingshan City, catching the Witch God Cult off guard.
Beside Nangong Qianrou stood a sorcerer wearing a white bamboo hat.
At first glance, he appears to be a junior astronomer from the Imperial Observatory.
Average appearance, average height, average clothes, everything about him is so ordinary.
However, this unassuming astrologer was actually the second disciple of the Director of the Imperial Observatory, Sun Xuanji, a third-rank astrologer.
The extraordinary experts hidden within the Grand Astronomical Bureau regard the words of the Director as gospel, unlike some disciples who constantly complain that their Director has misled them and are disobedient.
The silence was broken by a violent spatial fluctuation, and Li Chang'an and Luo Yuheng appeared in the air in front of the formation.
Li Chang'an looked down at the ten thousand elite heavy cavalry, each with murderous intent in their eyes and swords and spears gleaming in their hands.
Their gazes toward Li Chang'an were filled with respect, and at the same time, with joy.
The fact that His Majesty the Heavenly King is here means... the Yan Kingdom is finished!
"Gentlemen, Yan Capital has fallen, and the Yan Kingdom is destroyed."
A simple sentence instantly ignited the emotions of 10,000 people, plunging them into an unprecedented frenzy.
They came to the heart of Northeast China, never expecting to return alive.
The only regret was that he left the battlefield before he could conquer Yandu.
But now, that regret is gone.
"Long live His Majesty the Heavenly King!"
"Raze Jingshan City to the ground!"
"We will definitely win this battle!"
……
Cheers echoed through the mountains and fields; now they were no longer afraid of the enemy hearing them.
Wei Yuan has arrived at the sea outside Jingshan City, and a great battle is about to break out.
Even if the Grand Wizard sensed the presence of more than 10,000 people, he would not have the energy to divide his forces to stop them.
Li Chang'an took out a page from a book. "Sun Xuanji, here's a teleportation talisman for you. Save your mana."
"If the extraordinary battle is not over after entering Jingshan City, you will be needed to assist in the fight."
Sun Xuanji took the pages and glanced at them. They were pages drawn using the Xingzi Secret Manual, which could teleport more than 10,000 people to Jingshan City through the void.
If the sorcerer's array technique is used to teleport these 10,000 people, Sun Xuanji will be basically unable to fight a major battle.
He can still fight after entering the city by using a teleportation talisman.
The secret of the character "行" is so complex and difficult to understand that even Sun Xuanji was amazed by it.
"Thank you so much..."
Nangong Qianrou finished speaking for Sun Xuanji, who had a severe stutter.
He wanted to say thank you, Your Majesty.
Along the way, Nangong Qianrou had had enough of this communication speed; it was just too inefficient.
Li Chang'an looked at the 10,000 elite troops and issued the final order.
"Everyone, since the ancient times when the sorcerer founded the sorcerer religion, the sorcerer religion has repeatedly slaughtered the Central Plains and plundered the fortune of the Central Plains people over thousands of years."
"However, the Central Plains cavalry has never set foot in Jingshan City!"
The surging aura of warriors shook the mountains and rivers, and intimidated the eardrums of the elite cavalry.
Ten thousand eyes were fixed on Li Chang'an, and they understood the ultimate goal of this surprise attack.
The main altar of the Witch God Cult, Jingshan City!
Li Chang'an continued, "And you will be the first group of Central Plains humans to storm the headquarters of the Witch God Cult in millions of years!"
"If the Great Liang can't do it, neither can the Great Zhou. This war is not only a war for the Great Feng Kingdom, but also concerns the fate of the Central Plains people!"
"Listen up, this battle will be a bloodbath, a complete wipeout!"
More than 10,000 elite heavy cavalrymen shouted in unison.
"A blood debt must be repaid in blood; we must eradicate them completely!"
Jingshan City.
The city has a population of nearly 500,000, and is filled with monks who follow the wizarding system.
The garrison numbered only 25,000, which was rather weak for a city with a population of 500,000.
It's not that the Witch God Cult lacks troops, but rather that it doesn't need them.
This is the headquarters of the Witch God Cult. There is a statue of the Witch God, a first-rank Grand Witch Master, a large number of experts who follow the witch doctor system, and a large number of martial artists, also known as wandering martial artists from Northeast China.
It is no exaggeration to say that the defensive forces and overall strength of Jingshan City are no less than those of the capital of Dafeng.
The 20,000 garrison troops stationed in the city barracks swarmed out, including 6,000 cavalry and 14,000 infantry. From generals to soldiers, everyone was somewhat bewildered.
Who is so audacious as to attack Jingshan City?
Throughout history, since the ancient witchcraft religion was born and spread in the Northeast, Jingshan City has never experienced war.
The 20,000 troops followed the newly opened road, bypassed the peaks of Jingshan Mountain, and arrived at the seaside amidst the swirling dust.
The Witch God Cult leaders gathered on the beach were both surprised and confident by Wei Yuan's arrival.
"Those are the warships of the Great Feng Dynasty."
"Is that Wei Yuan at the bow of the boat? That blue robe matches the legend of Wei Yuan."
"He truly deserves to be called a military genius. I heard that the Great Feng army he led encountered fierce resistance in the Yan Kingdom. At the time, I thought Wei Yuan was nothing special, but who would have thought he would break through directly from the sea."
"But that's still courting death, isn't it? Hehe!"
"Wei Yuan's move was brilliant, but my Witch God Sect has no weaknesses. Even if he is a god of war, he can only withstand it head-on. What a pity about these twenty warships."
The wandering martial artists talked with relaxed expressions, even with smiles on their faces, and their ease was justified.
The main altar of the Witch God Cult is located in Jingshan City, adjacent to the vast ocean, and surrounded by the three kingdoms of Yan, Jing, and Kang.
Throughout the millennia, whether it was the Central Plains, the North, or even the Buddhist sect, now the most powerful force in the Nine Provinces, has there ever been a single instance of an attack on the headquarters of the Witch God Sect?
Not once.
why?
Can't others build boats to cross the sea?
Because of two words: Rain Master!
The summit of Jingshan Mountain.
The great wizard Salen Agu led the extraordinary wizards, looking down at the approaching warships.
His hemp-colored robe billowed, and streams of glassy energy surged around him, extending into the surrounding environment.
Gradually, he seemed to merge with the heavens and earth.
Both Salun Agu and Nalan Tianlu gently blew out a breath at the same time.
This anger, like a snowball rolling downhill, grew bigger and bigger until it turned into a terrifying storm.
Suddenly, a fierce wind swept across the calm sea, dark clouds filled the azure sky, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and torrential rain poured down.
The waves surged and rolled higher and higher, and in the blink of an eye, the once calm nearshore waters were shrouded in a storm.
The twenty warships were enormous, but in the face of the forces of nature, they appeared fragile and insignificant, like flat boats, rising and falling with the waves. Sometimes, the entire ship was even tossed up and then crashed down, splashing up huge waves.
A second-rank wizard is known as the Rain Master.
In ancient times, the climate was unpredictable. During droughts, human tribes in the northeast would offer sacrifices to the shamanistic religion and pray for their help.
After receiving the offerings, the shamans arranged a ritual and prayed to the heavens for rain.
The true core ability of the second rank in the wizarding system is to borrow a portion of the power of heaven and earth by communicating with them.
Therefore, with a wizard of the second rank or above presiding over the main altar, any enemy who attempts to cross the sea is courting death.
This is why the headquarters of the Witch God Cult is not afraid of a surprise attack from the sea.
The wizards and guards watched this scene with considerable ease, seeing the Great Feng warship drifting precariously in the rain.
Meanwhile, those martial arts practitioners and rogues mocked them without restraint.
"Are we here to fight? No, we're here to die."
"Is Wei Yuan really nothing special? Everyone says he's so powerful, but after seeing him today, is that all he is?"
"Hey, daring to cross the sea and attack the headquarters, that's not bad."