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"Shh! Just know it! Don't say it out loud!" Another cautious general looked pleasantly surprised.
"Good, good, good!" The generals beamed with joy, their confidence soaring.
With a second-rank expert assisting in the battle, how smooth the fight would be! They had already experienced this firsthand in the seven cities not long ago!
After Nangong Qianrou finished speaking, she clasped her hands in a fist salute to the crowd and said, "Everyone, we will be hunting in Jingshan City!"
The soldiers stood solemnly, their eyes sharp as knives, their voices resounding, and they all declared in unison, "We will hunt down Jingshan City!"
Everyone guessed that Wei Yuan and Nangong Qianrou had gone to launch a surprise attack on Jingshan City, and that Jingshan City was their target.
Nangong Qianrou put on her helmet, placed her hand on her sword, her cloak billowing, and strode away.
Yandu.
The hall was brightly lit by candlelight, and Nurhega sat high on his throne, listening to his ministers' discussions.
Compared to the tense atmosphere of the Da Feng army, the atmosphere here was much more relaxed, even cheerful.
The Da Feng army's siege of the city was unsuccessful, but the arrival of Kang Kingdom's reinforcements enabled a pincer attack. Yan Du was once again impregnable, and Nurhega's confidence soared.
In other words, the capital is now as stable as a mountain. As long as they can hold out, the Fengtian Army will only have one option: to retreat. Once they withdraw, the Yan and Kang kingdoms may even be able to pursue them.
The victor will be the Witch God Cult.
In this way, the so-called Great Feng Army God was not as terrifying as imagined.
The improved situation gave the people of Yan a strong sense of confidence, and the prestige that Wei Yuan had accumulated during the Battle of Shanhai Pass was instantly relieved.
"Hehe, it seems that this military genius of the Great Feng is not good at siege warfare."
"It's also possible that twenty years of court intrigue have worn down his spirit. Indeed, after twenty years without leading troops, things have changed drastically."
"With this one battle, our Yan Kingdom will rise to power and dominate the entire land, stepping on Wei Yuan's name."
"You think you can take the main camp with only 100,000 men? Wishful thinking."
Wei Yuan led his army on a northern expedition, but encountered fierce resistance in the Yan Kingdom and was ultimately defeated. He fled back to the Da Feng Kingdom with his remaining troops, a feat that will surely be recorded in history.
Nurhega turned to look at the Grand Preceptor Irbu, who was holding a golden staff and wrapped in a robe, and smiled:
“Grand Preceptor Yilbu, once we defeat Wei Yuan, we can send troops north to help Jingguo quell the war in the northern border. After this battle, it will be difficult for Dafeng to send reinforcements. The 30,000 li of land belonging to the Demon Barbarians will be incorporated into the territory of our Witch God Sect.”
Yilbu said calmly, "The war in the north is not urgent. The order from the headquarters is to annihilate the Great Feng army within the country's borders, especially Wei Yuan. We must not let him return to Great Feng."
Irbu was taken aback and frowned slightly.
He didn't understand the significance of the order from the headquarters. War is not a mere brawl; the focus should always be on the long term and the big picture, not on a particular person or a few individuals.
Defeating the Feng army and seizing northern territory is far more important than killing Wei Yuan.
Irbu continued, "However, being able to stop Wei Yuan within Yan Kingdom's territory is truly an unexpected bonus. Your mission has been successfully completed, and I will request commendation from the main altar on your behalf."
Although he was a third-rank Spiritual Master, he was still completely unaware that Wei Yuan had left the army.
Nurhega smiled and said, "Thank you, Grand Preceptor."
Suddenly, Irbu tilted his head to the side, adopting a listening posture.
The whispers in my ears were ethereal and illusory, layer upon layer, as if the voices of countless people were combined, as if they came from another world.
"Return to headquarters immediately! Wei Yuan is planning a surprise attack on Jingshan City by sea."
Irbu's expression changed rapidly, from calm to stern, and then to ashen, leaving Nurhega bewildered.
"The Witch God is summoning me, Wei Yuan?!"
“Wei Yuan?” Nurhega frowned, looking bewildered.
The ministers and military officers in the palace looked at each other, completely bewildered.
What did Wei Yuan do to enrage the Grand Preceptor Yierbu so much?
"Lord Yan, the summoning of the Witch God is of utmost importance, I must return to the main altar first!"
Irbu strode out of the main hall, followed closely by Nurhega and a group of civil and military officials, who saw him off from the palace.
"National Master..."
Irbu turned around and said, "Don't ask any more questions. You must defend Yandu to the death. There must be no mistakes!"
Nurhega solemnly replied, "Rest assured, Grand Preceptor, Nurhega will live and die with Yan Du!"
Just then, Nurhega suddenly heard deafening shouts of battle from the city wall, and then a messenger rushed in to report!
"Report to the Imperial Advisor! Your Majesty! The Feng Army... the Feng Army has attacked the city!"
Nurheh said urgently, "The city walls are impregnable. What's there to be afraid of if the Fengtian Army attacks the city!"
The messenger stammered, "Zhu Jiu... Jili Zhigu... they've come too, it seems, it seems to be the War Souls!"
Upon hearing those two names, Irbu felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave!
These two powerful third-rank demons died at the hands of the Great Fengtian King. Who can summon them to attack the city?
A wizard who has a close relationship with two powerful individuals, or who has killed them, can summon them.
Wait... it doesn't have to be a wizard; a Confucian scholar who can replicate wizard skills will also work!
Upon realizing this, Irbu's mind went blank for a moment, and he staggered back a few steps.
Their worst fears have come true!
The Great Fengtian King, who cultivates Confucianism, Taoism, and martial arts, has arrived!
Irbu, Nurhega, and others immediately took to the air to check the situation. Flames were shooting up outside the city gate as a massive army of the Great Feng was charging in!
Near the city wall, a gigantic black shadow of a hundred-zhang-long, sky-devouring python was frantically slapping the city wall of Yandu with its huge tail!
Another shadowy giant, wielding a bone club, pounded on the city gate, and it looked like the gate was about to be breached!
Yandu may be impregnable, but what city gate can withstand the powerful attack of two peak third-rank cultivators!
The battle cries, as loud as a mountain and as a tsunami, pierced the sky as the Fengtian Army launched its general offensive!
The vanguard of the Fengtian Army has already climbed onto the city walls of Yandu!
Their faces were ferocious, their swords and spears stained with blood, their bodies covered in blood, as they frantically slaughtered the Yan Kingdom's garrison!
"Long live the Great Heavenly King!"
"Crush Yandu!"
"eye for eye!"
"Kill!"
……
Then, Nurhega noticed a blood-red, golden Arhat suddenly appearing in the sky above the city not far away.
Arhat's face was ethereal, with only a fleshy tumor on his forehead visible. He sat high on a black lotus platform, and with a single move, he unleashed a gigantic handprint several meters long!
With a single palm strike, large swathes of houses collapsed, and countless Yan soldiers who rushed to the scene were smashed into mincemeat!
“A second-grade Arhat…a second-grade Battle Soul!” Irbu’s face was stiff, and his voice was dry and hoarse.
"Lord Irbu, is there anyone who can summon so many battle spirits at the same time?!" Nurhe urged urgently!
The opponent can summon not only Rank 3 battle spirits, but also Rank 2 battle spirits, and more than one of them!
None of the sorcerers of the cult could summon so many battle spirits at the same time.
"That probably won't work...unless his primordial spirit is extremely powerful..."
As soon as he finished speaking, a battle spirit of a third-rank martial artist appeared in the sky above Yandu City. He unleashed thousands upon thousands of punches, instantly turning the Yandu Armory into ruins.
“The King of Zhenbei!” Irbu gritted his teeth, recognizing the War Soul’s identity!
The city of Yandu is now ablaze with fire!
The entire capital was in chaos, filled with cries and screams!
The two powerful battle spirits, Duqing Luohan and Zhenbei Wang, are wreaking havoc in the city, slaughtering soldiers and civilians!
Boom! A deafening crash echoed as the city gate collapsed. Zhu Jiu's long tail finally smashed through the city wall, and the massive army of Da Feng surged into Yan Du City!
Fourteen hundred years later, Yandu City was once again breached by the Central Plains dynasty!
"Yan Jun, I must go to the aid of the Jingshan headquarters!" Yi Erbu looked anxious, clearly the Witch God was summoning him again, but Yan Du, which he was protecting, was also in imminent danger.
"Grand Preceptor! You can't abandon Yandu!" Nurhega cried out urgently.
"Flame Lord! The Witch God can live without the Flame Kingdom, but he absolutely cannot live without Jingshan City!" Irbu's face was already somewhat ferocious. After he finished speaking, he turned into a streak of black light.
Just then, a bright golden light streaked across the sky, like a golden shooting star.
When we first met, it was still far away, but in the blink of an eye, it was right in front of us.
Golden light surged and rolled in layers, surrounding a bright and beautiful figure as she landed before Irbu.
This is a woman for whom no praise is too much. Her features, visible beneath the veil, are striking and captivating. Her skin is as white as snow, and a bright red dot adorns her brow.
Dressed in an elaborate and beautiful Taoist robe, with a lotus crown binding her long black hair, she held a whisk in her left hand and a green sword in her right.
“The Grand Preceptor of the Great Feng Kingdom…” Irbu had never met Luo Yuheng, but he could guess.
The Great Fengtian King has arrived, and so has the Imperial Advisor; both are second-rank experts.