In the valley, Fan Zichen bled and fought in all directions, her saber slaying a Deputy General of the Iron Lions in the Heaven Transformation Realm, her battle armor stained a bloody red.
The Deputy Generals of the Iron Lions surrounding Fan Zichen were all extremely stifled, for their clan leader, Tie Gu Sheng, was determined to capture Fan Zichen alive.
Looking at Fan Zichen, who was of the same realm as themselves, not only the Deputy Generals of the Heaven Transformation Realm but also the main Generals of the Heaven Soaring Realm standing beside Tie Gu Sheng were filled with shame.
A human, a woman, a warrior of the Heaven Transformation Realm, leading an army of five hundred thousand, had played them all for fools.
"The Weiyang lineage shall fight in all directions to protect our homeland!"
Fan Zichen stood in the void, her long saber in hand, glaring at the three Deputy Generals of the Iron Lions before her. Below in the valley, the ground was covered in corpses. Tie Gu Sheng showed no mercy to these Weiyang soldiers. The Iron Lion army's blades fell upon the Weiyang army, and in the blink of an eye, an hour had passed. The Weiyang army had already lost more than half its strength.
Iron Lion soldiers stepped on the corpses of humans and charged into the Weiyang army's positions. The streams of blood that had previously flowed now broke through the bodies and, following the valley entrance, flowed outwards.
"Kill!"
"The Weiyang lineage has no cowards!"
The Weiyang army, with blood streaming down their faces, showed no fear in their eyes. One after another, they charged to the front, fighting desperately against the Iron Lion army!
Seeing this scene, Fan Zichen, despite her iron-blooded heart, felt a surge of tenderness. She placed her right hand on her chest, showing reverence for the people of Weiyang.
"Kill!"
"We will not rest until the last drop of blood is shed!"
The army from the rear surged forward frantically. For every soldier who fell, hundreds or thousands of Weiyang soldiers rushed to take their place. The aggressive momentum of the Iron Lion army was momentarily halted.
"Hmph!"
A general beside Tie Gu Sheng let out a cold snort. Seeing his four deputy generals in a desperate fight and one already fallen, he was extremely displeased with the outcome.
He swung his saber, its blade light traversing the sky. The three Deputy Generals of the Iron Lions in front of Fan Zichen instantly dodged.
A peerlessly beautiful saber, radiating a faint bloody glow, slashed towards her from the distant sky.
"Bang!"
With the strike, Fan Zichen bled in the void, her entire body smashing into the valley.
"General!"
"General!"
"General!"
The Weiyang army cried out anxiously, fighting desperately against the Iron Lion army while looking back at the spot where Fan Zichen had fallen.
"Cough cough!!"
As the dust settled, Fan Zichen's armor was shattered, blood trickled from the corner of her mouth, and a long saber held her up firmly.
Fan Zichen looked at the Heaven Soaring Realm expert in the void. She knew that even if this expert used only half his power, she would surely die. The Iron Lion clan wanted to capture her alive, wanting her, Blood Robe Marquis Fan Zichen, to serve the Iron Lion clan.
"Fan Zichen, surrender to my Iron Lion clan now, and it is not too late!"
The Iron Lion general looked down at the frail Fan Zichen in the valley. He found it hard to comprehend why a human would be so loyal to her nation. Could she not submit to the strong like the beast races?
"Cough cough cough..."
Fan Zichen's exquisite face was now as pale as snow. She leaned on her long saber to support herself, gasping for breath. Her life had been spent on the battlefield, commanding armies. As a mere woman, she had managed to hold up the backbone of the Weiyang army!
The spirit of Weiyang must not be lost!
Nor could it be trampled upon by the ancient wilderness!
"Weiyang..."
Fan Zichen tightened her grip on her long saber and shakily stood up. She looked at the Iron Lion general in the void and roared with all her might: "Weiyang's Blood Robe Marquis will die rather than surrender!"
...
"How much further to the Blood Sun Dynasty?"
Lang Cai gnawed on a piece of roasted, bright red meat, complaining with a cold snort. Three hundred miles, why had it taken so long?
"Reporting, General, this subordinate does not know. However, this subordinate has captured a human!" A soldier of the Sky Devouring Greedy Wolf, with a look of terror, spoke to Lang Cai. When the first half of the sentence was uttered, Lang Cai's eyes shot out two beams of cold light, his killing intent enveloping the soldier. Only when the latter half of the sentence was spoken did his expression slightly soften.
"Bring him here!"
"Yes!"
"Come here!"
"Hurry!"
"Be careful, or I'll tear you apart and cook you!"
A soldier of the Sky Devouring Greedy Wolf, viciously, dragged a young, dejected man, kicking and hitting him.
"Sir... Sir..."
The man looked around in terror, but the fierce-looking soldiers almost took half his life.
"How far is it to the Blood Sun Dynasty?"
"Sir... Sir!"
"The Blood Sun Dynasty was destroyed half a year ago!"
"What?"
"Destroyed!"
Lang Cai's expression changed. In just a hundred years, one of the ten great powers of the human race, the Blood Sun Dynasty, was gone?
The man, startled, quickly said, "Yes, Sir. Blood Sun is gone. Now there is only the Great Han Dynasty!"
"Great..."
"Tear!"
Blood flowed!
Lang Cai licked the fresh blood, his eyes flashing with red light: "Dynasty?"
"A dynasty is not as good as Blood Sun!"
"My soldiers, full speed ahead, I will have this Great Han Dynasty washed in blood!"
...
In a fortress city on the border of the Great Yan Dynasty, Gongsun Zan led his troops and entered the city without any obstruction.
When the eastern defense line of the Great Yan Dynasty collapsed, the civilians and soldiers of the Great Yan Dynasty across the land flocked towards the core capital of the Great Yan Dynasty.
"Report!"
"Reporting to the General, the Sky Devouring Greedy Wolf army has been spotted one hundred li ahead!"
Listening to the intelligence below, Liao Hua's expression was grave, and he looked at Gongsun Zan before him with deep respect.
"Sky Devouring Greedy Wolf!"
"They're finally here!"
"General Liao Hua, heed my order!"
"Your subordinate is here!"
Liao Hua knelt on one knee with excitement, awaiting Gongsun Zan's command.
"General Liao Hua, lead fifty thousand troops, advance one hundred li northwest from this city, bypass this army and circle behind them, then head south to close the trap!"
"This battle shall be the first battle for my Great Han Vermilion Bird Legion to advance north into Great Yan!"
"In one battle, we will annihilate this army of one hundred thousand!"
"Your subordinate obeys!"
Liao Hua immediately got up, took the military order, and walked out of the hall.
Gongsun Zan looked at the two deputy generals on his sides and said softly, "The two of you, each lead two thousand cavalry, lie in ambush on both sides of this city. When Liao Hua's army arrives, immediately charge out and annihilate the enemy army!"
"Your subordinate obeys!"
This area was a vast plain, suitable for cavalry operations, not for defending a dead city!
Military orders were issued one after another. The army of one hundred thousand was instantly reduced to ten thousand. Gongsun Zan then walked out of the command tent and slowly walked to the training ground. Looking at the remaining ten thousand troops, he let out a cold laugh.
The Sky Devouring Greedy Wolf tribe was advancing towards the capital of the Great Yan Dynasty. This army that had suddenly appeared must be an isolated force. Such overconfidence and rash advance was not typical of the Sky Devouring Greedy Wolf tribe.
Such an isolated force venturing deep into enemy territory, daring to advance, intending to attack my Great Han!
Truly overestimating themselves!
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