Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Wu Qi was still crafting the artifact in Greathorns’s lair while Princess Zhang Le and Qixia were working hard to train the new army. With six out of seven soldiers taken by the six states, Dong Hai’s military strength was now at an all-time low, not even enough to maintain a normal garrison. Fortunately, the Ling Dynasty had called back its forces and was afraid of confronting Dong Hai. All Princess Zhang Le could do now was to maintain a normal garrison on the border while the rest of the cities and fortresses had no soldiers and only numerous banners, barely deceiving the enemy.
Fortunately, recruits were continually being trained in the spirit cave, so Dong Hai’s military shortfall would soon be resolved.
On Great Yu’s border, the six states had set off a great storm. Great Yu, the Ling Dynasty, and the Jin Dynasty had suffered terribly under their hands. With enough soldiers and fearsome experts, the six states had returned to their true colors—war monsters.
Yan Dan stood on top of a mountain. Not far ahead of him was an important military town constructed by the Jin Dynasty to guard against Great Yu’s attack. Its walls, a hundred miles long and wide, and a mile or so high, were covered with sharp alloy spikes that would cut off the limbs of an average human soldier if touched. There were two million men stationed in the town, all of them foot soldiers. Except for a few women who were used to fulfill the physiological needs of the soldiers, there was not a single civilian in the huge town.
The military town was facing a ninth-grade province of Great Yu called Liang, which was situated on the northwestern border of the dynasty. The province with a population of no more than ten million had been hard-pressed by the military town, and its common women were abducted by the soldiers of the Jin Dynasty from time to time. The Prefecture Overseer of Liang had repeatedly requested Liangzhu for reinforcements, but Great Yu, who was busy pacifying the southern region, had no spare soldiers to send here.
Recently, however, Ji Ao had sent two hundred thousand soldiers of the Flying Bear Army here, completely stopping the unruly behavior of the military town. The soldiers of the Jin Dynasty no longer dared to leave their towns, lest they should encounter the scouts of the Flying Bear Army. After all, Ji Ao’s soldiers all had the cultivation base of at least the Second Pandu Heaven, while more than ninety percent of the soldiers in this military town only had the cultivation base of the First Pangu Heaven. They simply did not dare to fight against the fearsome Flying Bear Army.
It was only with the military town’s insanely solid walls and formidable defenses that the soldiers of the Jin Dynasty were able to withstand the attacks of the Flying Bear Army.
Looking at the military town ahead of him, Yan Dan smiled and nodded to Han Fei, who was standing beside him, “It’s up to you now, Han Fei!”
Han Fei smiled gently and took out a brush—three feet long and as thick as a baby’s arm—waving it at the void in front of him while crying out in a low voice, “Dharma words, open!” At the sound of his voice, the walls of the town collapsed with a boom and a seemingly bottomless crack, hundreds of miles long and a mile wide, appeared in the ground, splitting the town in half.
Meanwhile, hundreds of black-clad oracles from Great Yan standing on the mountainside raised their hands at the same time. Countless dark clouds gushed out of their palms and gathered into a huge cloud, rolling toward the military town. Han Fei’s stunning blow had dazzled the town’s two million garrisons, and the few Supreme Oracles from the Jin Dynasty in the town had also failed to respond in time to what was happening around them.
Soon, the huge dark cloud had blanketed the whole town, and from within came wafting out an exotic scent with a hint of fishy smell, slowly spreading out in all directions. Before long, all the people in the town, including the few Supreme Oracles, began to sway, then collapsed to the ground as the strength left their bodies and passed out. The dark cloud was actually a drug concocted by Dong Hai, with the pollen collected from the ‘Unicorn Snake Rattan’ that grew in Yuan Ling Dark Realm as the main ingredient. It was at least ten times more potent than the Drunken Dragon Incense recorded in the Scroll of Stealing. After all, Lord Yuan Ling’s skill in pill refinement was far better than the white mouse’s.
Just like that, all the soldiers in the whole military town were defeated without a fight. The army of Great Yan rushed in at once and captured everyone.
Within a month, Great Yan had captured 36 cities and 127 military towns from the Jin Dynasty. The astonishing achievement had shaken the Jin Dynasty’s court.
While Great Yan continued to capture cities and grab lands, Wei Wuji himself was leading 300,000 men from his Martial Warriors of Wei to attack the capital of a mortal kingdom. The number of garrisons in the city equaled his. According to common sense, Wei Wuji was sending his men to their death.
But, the Martial Warriors of Wei were not shams, for they were the reason Great Wei was able to run rampant through the Warring States period. 300,000 men, everyone naked to the waist and wearing only a pair of trousers, launched a torrent of attacks on the soldiers guarding the wall like crazy. They knew no pain or fear, and they never dodged. Under Wei Wuji’s supervision, all they knew was to climb the ladders and siege towers desperately toward the top of the city wall.
The defenders on the wall fought fearfully with the warriors who descended upon them like a pack of mad tigers. They were beheaded one by one, and their heads were hung on the warriors’ belts as trophies. Blood ran down the skins of these mad warriors, making them look savage and ferocious.
The garrison was completely broken within an hour. The soldiers dropped their weapons and fled in all directions, but the 300,000 Martial Warriors of Wei rushed into the city and killed every last one of them. Later on, the emperor of the kingdom knelt before Wei Wuji in horror, begging to surrender, only to have his head hacked off by a sword. Wei Wuji laughed and rewarded the emperor’s most beautiful concubine to the first warrior to rush into the city, while he himself sat on the throne with the emperor’s beautiful queen in his arms.
Meanwhile, a fierce field battle broke out to the southeast of this city captured by Great Wei.
On a grassland stretching for tens of thousands of miles, Zhao Sheng’s 100,000 foot soldiers were surrounded by an army ten times of his. There was no natural barrier on the empty grassland that could be used to hold back the enemy. Arrows whistled back and forth in the sky, and the soldiers of Great Zhao were riddled like sieves. Riding on his horse, the enemy general laughed wildly as he brandished his sword and repeatedly ordered his men to attack with all their might, to make sure that Great Zhao’s 100,000 soldiers were all slain. He was going to cut off Zhao Sheng’s head and make his skull into a fine wine vessel for his monarch.
The battle had been going on for six hours, and Zhao Sheng’s position was nearly shattered several times under the siege of superior forces.
When the soldiers of Great Zhao were about to lose the battle against the enemy, a total of ten teams of cavalry suddenly roared in from all directions. Each team had no more than ten thousand men, but they all rode a variety of huge ferocious demons. Like ten steel blades, they plunged into the enemy’s formation.
With a single sprint, the enemy’s army was sliced into dozens of fragments by the calvary. The white-haired, white-bearded, and heavily armored Lian Po laughed and brandished his knife, charging over from a distance on his mount like a cloud of fire. When he was still ten thousand feet away, he swung the knife and unleashed an energy blast, splitting the enemy general in two and killing thousands of soldiers standing in front and behind him.
Li Mu, who was leading another team of cavalry, snorted angrily and gave Lian Po a scowling look, then vented his frustration on the enemies around him. He kept swinging his longsword as he rode, sending countless heads flying up into the air. In just a flash, he had slaughtered more than ten thousand men. All the soldiers of the enemy fell to their knees in fear, and were no longer in the mood to fight.
Zhao Sheng raised his sword and laughed wildly, the sound making millions of enemy soldiers fall to their knees and beg for their lives.
In another battlefield, bodies were strewn before Bai Qi, as more than a million enemy soldiers were massacred here. Xu Fu, his face purple with excitement, chanted a spell and called Lei Meng’s true name in silence. Soon, a huge electric current fell from the sky and Lei Meng pleasingly took away the millions of dead bodies, then sent down a great beam of red light, half of which went into Bai Qi’s body. Shrouded in a thick mist of blood, Bai Qi suddenly raised his sword, and the soldiers of Great Qin all around him, who were also wrapped in a mist of blood, threw their heads back and roared like beasts, sending out a monstrous killing intent that shook the surroundings.
In the capital city of another mortal kingdom not far from this bloody battlefield, a monarch, who had been poisoned and his whole body set ablaze with ghostly fire, was howling and shrieking. He struggled and twitched painfully on the ground, looking at the few most powerful subjects in his court with puzzlement in his eyes.
Li Si walked out from behind the curtain beside the throne with a sinister smile on his face, then cupped his fist at the few subjects and said, “Congratulations, my lords! Now that you and I are serving in the same court, please take care of me in the future. Heh, His Majesty will certainly reward you handsomely for your defection to Great Qin!”
Without shedding a drop of blood, Li Si had overthrown this kingdom, and the monarch died without knowing why his subjects had poisoned him.
Far from the kingdom Li Si had overthrown, two kingdoms were engaged in a final battle. Both sides had mobilized their last military strength; all men were sent to the battlefield, from the Second Pangu Heaven generals, common First Pangu Heaven soldiers, slave soldiers, and even common men. Both sides had assembled more than a million regular soldiers, and countless soldiers who would serve as cannon fodder.
The more than a year of fighting had exhausted both kingdoms. They were now looking for each others’ weaknesses and preparing for the final and deadliest blow against the enemy. But at this very moment, a deafening rumble rang out; great waves suddenly rose from the few nearby rivers, on top of which countless huge beasts could be seen galloping toward them. Before long, all the soldiers of both kingdoms were slaughtered by the countless soldiers of Great Qi led by Tian Dan and Tian Ji.
To the east of the surging rivers, an army of the Ling Dynasty sweeping westward in the northern region was wandering in a forest like a group of madmen. They were surrounded by heavy fog and haunted by ghosts; they could hear the melodious songs sung by mountain spirits from every direction. The soft, charming voices often attracted soldiers into the woods, and then they never appeared again.
Hail fell from the sky from time to time and struck the soldiers bodies. Some soldiers were occasionally smitten and burned by sudden bolts of thunder. In addition, there were swamps, quicksand, seas of fire, countless poisonous insects, and other traps that suddenly appeared out of nowhere. The one-million-strong army of the Ling Dynasty was like a big apple, being whittled down layer by layer by an unseen enemy.
There was only one man who did all this: Qu Ping’s son, the crown prince of Great Chu, Qu Ying. He had summoned countless mountain spirits and constructed this ‘Pantheon Formation’, trapping the army of a million soldiers along with tens of thousands of oracles. No one walked out of the woods alive.
Outside the woods, Qu Ping summoned a giant ghost that was a thousand miles tall, who lifted the wall of a city belonging to the Ling Dynasty with a gentle wave of its gigantic hand. With the walls gone, Xiang Yu rushed into the city with his men, and soon a beam of blood-red light shot into the sky from within the city.
The world was startled by the ferocity of the six states.
In just three years, the territory of the six states expanded rapidly, covering almost the entire northern region of Great Yu.
