As Yang Hao summoned Chen Tang, a thousand miles away from the Great Han, in the Yan Yang Dynasty, Han Qinhu and the Great Han soldiers launched a full-scale battle to annihilate Xiao Beilong, Zuo Zheng, and Zuo Lengchan!
Yan Yang Dynasty.
A group of treacherous officials led by Xiao Beilong, centering around Yunzhou City and Wuzhou City, launched an invasion of Zuo Bo's western territories. No one expected that what was originally a sure thing would suddenly be snatched by an army.
Almost overnight, the Yan Yang Dynasty was divided into four parts. Xiao Beilong, holding the emperor hostage, controlled the north. Duke Zuo Zheng rallied local clan forces and occupied the eastern region. Zuo Lengchan, with the royal bloodline of the Human King, gained the support of many officials and held the fertile south.
But this newly risen power, established overnight, instantly shattered the balance. The Great Han, a mysterious force, crushed Xiao Beilong's conspiracy, not only claiming the western part of the Yan Yang Dynasty for itself but also occupying numerous cities in the north and south, thus becoming the most powerful force in the Yan Yang Dynasty.
Wuzhou City.
In a large hall, Han Qinhu, Shi Wansui, Qin Qiong, Yuchi Gong, Wang Baobao, and Lu Junyi formed a circle. In the center of the hall was a massive sand table.
"My generals, Xiao Beilong's five tigers are now reduced to one, greatly weakening his forces. While Zuo Bo in the east and Zuo Lengchan in the south occupy more cities, their top-tier combat power is inferior to Xiao Beilong in the north."
"We are here on the order of the Human King to campaign in Yan Yang. A month has passed silently. I suggest that the war to destroy the Yan Yang Dynasty can now be officially declared!"
Han Qinhu gazed at the sand table and said in a deep voice.
"Indeed. Now that we are conquering on all sides and have the protection of the Human King, our strength has greatly increased. We are vastly different from a month ago. With our current strength, we are more than capable of devouring this nation!"
Qin Qiong picked up Han Qinhu's words and pointed to the sand table in the center. "I suggest that General Han Qinhu leads, with General Shi Wansui as his deputy, concentrating our superior forces to deal with Xiao Beilong, the greatest obstacle to the Yan Yang Dynasty!"
"As for Zuo Zheng in the east, his strength is slightly inferior to Xiao Beilong. I suggest that I take the lead, with General Yuchi as my deputy, to flatten the eastern Yan Yang Dynasty!"
"As for Zuo Lengchan in the south, the weakest of the three, if he didn't have the legitimate bloodline of the Human King, Zuo Zheng in the east would have likely consumed him already."
"General Qin Qiong, leave the southern Zuo Lengchan to us!" Wang Baobao stepped forward, bowing and requesting.
Qin Qiong turned his head slightly to look at Han Qinhu in the center. Han Qinhu nodded slightly. "Very well. Generals, make haste. In one week, it will be the first court session of the Great Han's ascension to a dynasty. I want the banners of the Great Han to fly over the entire Yan Yang Dynasty!"
"Your orders!"
The generals clasped their fists and bowed in salute!
...
Southern Haizhou, Yan Yang Dynasty, Zuo Lengchan's final defensive city.
Darkness permeated the void. Zuo Lengchan, clad in a four-clawed yellow robe, stood on the city wall, gazing at the faintly visible Haizhou City in the distance. This city was built after he occupied the south and served as his final firewall.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!!"
Suddenly, the ground trembled violently from the direction of Haizhou, and a colossal red mushroom cloud rose into the sky. Flames illuminated the entire Haizhou, and the city within the inferno appeared like a fiery purgatory.
Witnessing Haizhou engulfed in flames, Zuo Lengchan's face on the city wall changed instantly. He hadn't expected the Great Han to move so quickly, sweeping through dozens of southern cities in a single day and directly striking his final military defense.
"Your Highness, Haizhou City cannot be lost! This crucial city must be defended with our lives. Your Highness, this subordinate requests to lead the charge and defend Haizhou City to the death!"
"This subordinate requests to lead the charge!"
Five or six generals in armor, their faces extremely tense, knelt on one knee and looked at Zuo Lengchan, who was clad in the yellow robe before them.
Zuo Lengchan's face was now pale. He had never felt such fear before. Even when he narrowly escaped Xiao Beilong's clutches, he hadn't felt so powerless as he did today. His hands, hidden within his wide, embroidered robe, trembled incessantly.
Engage?
Flee?
He frowned, staring at the distant flames, his heart trembling. Looking at the soldiers who supported him, he sighed inwardly.
"Nie Li, heed my command!"
"Your subordinate is here!"
A burly man who had just requested to fight, with a cultivation of the fifth level of Tongling, responded loudly.
"I order you to lead the army and ensure Haizhou City is held. General, the hope of the Yan Yang Dynasty rests upon your shoulders!"
Zuo Lengchan removed the sword from his waist and handed it heavily to Nie Li.
"Your Highness, rest assured, there is only a Nie Li who dies in battle, never a Nie Li who surrenders!"
Nie Li took the sword, drew it with a *swish*, and declared, "The entire army will march forth and defend Haizhou City to the death!"
"Kill!!"
A thunderous roar erupted from the entire army. Dust billowed towards the sky, and a vast army, led by Nie Li, rushed towards the burning Haizhou City.
Zuo Lengchan stood on the city wall, watching the soldiers who were going to fight for him, a faint light glinting in his eyes. "I entrust my hopes to you all!"
Soon, Nie Li's army moved with incredible speed, exerting their full strength. A journey that normally took fifteen minutes was covered in half an hour as they approached Haizhou City.
Gazing at the burning Haizhou City nearby, Nie Li's brow furrowed. Amidst the flames, he could faintly see soldiers desperately fleeing.
Nie Li raised his hand, about to order the army to attack, when suddenly, from all directions, dense formations of Great Han soldiers appeared. Their iron-blooded aura was far beyond what his own soldiers could contend with.
"Whoosh!"
In the darkness, two figures traversed the void. One was like moonlight, shimmering with a faint halo; the other was a spear's radiance sweeping across the sky, sharp and murderous!
"Villain, how dare you be so presumptuous!"
Nie Li's eyes blazed, and he stepped forward, wielding his long saber to meet the most potent spear radiance.
The generals behind him intercepted the faint crescent moon-like attack.
"Kill!"
The Great Han soldiers from all directions roared to the sky, each holding a bow, shooting three arrows with each draw. Under the firelight, they were filled with a furious, bloodthirsty aura, like the nine hells of a sea of fire!
"Swish, swish, swish~~"
"Chik, chik~~"
In an instant, arrows rained down from all directions, a net cast from the heavens, flashing with cold intent. Some reflected the blazing fire, some the faint moonlight, and some the cold gleam of the arrows themselves, covering the enemy army as far as the eye could see!
In an instant, wails erupted!
"Ah!!"
"Pfft, pfft, pfft~~"
Heads exploded instantly!!