"What is that?"
Xie Lü Feng San and Han Yue Feng Dao were leading their troops and had just stepped out of the royal palace when two golden beams of light suddenly exploded outside the city, soaring into the sky!
Thick pillars of Yuan Li shot up into the heavens, gathering a colossal energy that overshadowed the world before dissipating with a roar!
"Such potent Yuan Li!"
Xie Lü Feng San gazed at the two pillars of light outside the city, his heart filled with longing. If he could absorb such dense Yuan Li energy, he was sure he could take another step forward.
The Jin Kingdom was not like the Wu Kingdom, with dozens of Grandmaster experts. If not for this deep foray into the Wu Kingdom's territory, where there was little challenge or profit, he wouldn't have been assigned to lead this campaign.
"General, what is that?"
Han Yue Feng Dao, standing beside him, felt his hair stand on end, his eyes anxiously fixed on Xie Lü Feng San.
"An eventful time! Notify the entire army to retreat quickly, lest any unforeseen circumstances arise and delay the King's important mission. Our deaths would not suffice to atone for such a failure!"
Xie Lü Feng San tightened his grip on his long saber, gazing at the now empty sky, sensing an impending collapse of the heavens.
"Yes, General!"
Seeing Xie Lü Feng San take this so seriously, Han Yue Feng Dao's heart leaped into his throat at the sight of the sudden golden light pillars.
Han Yue Feng Dao turned his horse and roared, "All troops, heed my order, advance with all haste!"
As the words fell, the thundering of hooves echoed,
and the neighing of horses.
Tens of thousands of soldiers tightened their reins, their mounts galloping furiously, their hooves pounding heavily on the royal highway.
Half an hour later.
The tens of thousands of Jin soldiers arrived outside the royal capital, only to see the outer environs of the city swarming with a dense mass of soldiers, completely encircling the capital.
Two figures, like gods and demons, stood at the forefront of the multitude, their eyes cold, gazing at the army of Xie Lü Feng San emerging from the royal capital.
Just moments ago, Lu Kang had led his troops to rendezvous with the army of Cheng Yao Jin, who had marched south from Bingzhou, completely surrounding the capital and tightening the noose around the Wu Kingdom's heartland.
Lu Kang and Cheng Yao Jin, both gripping their weapons tightly, gazed at the magnificent city of Wu, then their eyes sharpened. This battle would see the annihilation of tens of thousands of Jin soldiers and the unification of the northern Wu Kingdom.
"Xie Lü Feng San, you trespassed into our borders without cause and furthermore, you assassinated the King of Wu. Are you prepared to meet your death?"
Lu Kang brandished his long sword, his chilling voice laced with fury as he berated Xie Lü Feng San.
Two Grandmaster third-layer experts!
When did Wu have so many Grandmaster experts?
The two had been deeply involved in Wu's affairs, constantly monitoring the situation. How could so many Grandmasters suddenly appear and trap his army within the Wu capital?
"Who are you?"
Xie Lü Feng San's expression changed as he looked at the two unfamiliar and terrifying figures, both possessing Grandmaster third-layer strength. Their peak power alone completely outmatched him. He asked.
"The Yang Family!!"
"Cheng Yao Jin!!"
"Lu Kang!!"
Two powerful voices resounded, shaking the heavens and spreading for a thousand miles.
"The Yang Family!! We are saved, we are saved!!"
The various factions and commoners within the city rejoiced upon hearing that their own forces were coming to their rescue, tears of excitement streaming down their faces.
Sensing the presence of the two god-like figures, Xie Lü Feng San suddenly understood why he had lost contact with his rear. Due to his centuries of contempt and disdain for the Wu Kingdom, Xie Lü Feng San had overlooked that people could change, and had even disregarded these local warlords.
"Yang Family!!"
Han Yue Feng Dao nervously approached Xie Lü Feng San, rubbing his saber, "General, looking at the situation, they won't let us break through easily!"
Xie Lü Feng San lowered his head to look at the saber in his hand, then after a moment of contemplation, said, "Generals, the demise of Wu is beyond our ability; it is the general trend, dictated by history!"
"Generals, can you allow us a path? Our Jin soldiers will not encroach upon a single inch of land, nor will we harm any citizen!"
"Do you think that's possible? By storming the royal palace and killing the King of Wu, you have committed an unforgivable crime!!"
Cheng Yao Jin's face turned red, his eyes wide with anger, and he let out a cold snort.
"What, do you truly intend to be enemies with my Jin Kingdom?"
Xie Lü Feng San tightened his grip on his saber, holding it horizontally before him.
"We have suppressed Wu for a thousand years. Do you truly think your Yang Family can rebel?!"
Xie Lü Feng San was utterly enraged. These two had such audacity, not even showing respect for his nation.
The vast Wu Kingdom dared not act presumptuously before him, and now this local power thought they could contend with the Jin Kingdom?!
"Cheng Yao Jin, Lu Kang, hahaha, Yang Family, you are indeed commendable. You have even set your sights on our Jin Kingdom. Such audacity!!"
"Die for me!!"
"Let us fight!!"
Cheng Yao Jin roared and directly charged at Xie Lü Feng San, wielding his three-bladed axe.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!!"
Tens of thousands of soldiers roared in unison, charging towards the tens of thousands of Jin soldiers. Arrows rained down, warhorses galloped, kicking up dust in the setting sun's glow.
In the sky, Cheng Yao Jin and Xie Lü Feng San engaged in a fierce battle, their violent Yuan Li blasts causing the thick city walls below to crumble.
Once again, the battle erupted, igniting the battlefield with flames, continuing the final glory of the Wu capital spanning over two thousand years.
About a mile from Lu Kang and Han Yue Feng Dao, everything fell silent, only the whistling wind sweeping across the ground between them.
Gazing at the towering figure, Han Yue Feng Dao had long lost his arrogance, as well as the fiery fighting spirit he had possessed when he angrily slashed his saber at Ji Fa, the King of Wu, in the royal palace.
At this moment, he felt utterly weak, his saber slipping back and forth in his hand, sweating profusely from tension. Grandmaster third-layer, how could he possibly win?
He had thought coming to Wu was merely a trip, a chance to gain military merit by following Xie Lü Feng San. But he never imagined that the butcher's knife of fate was already hanging over his neck.
"Ah! Kill! Kill! Kill!"
He could not retreat, with tens of thousands of soldiers watching him from behind.
"Come and fight!"
Han Yue Feng Dao mustered his courage, his saber stirring up waves of energy. The saber's light slashed out, instantly flying rapidly towards Lu Kang.
Lu Kang stood motionless, his expression calm, his eyes narrowed: "You dare to fight me?"
As the words fell, a flash of cold light erupted, sword intent surging and instantly sealing the entire battlefield. The blinding cold light obscured the sky.
With a bang!!
A powerful pressure instantly shattered Han Yue Feng Dao's armor, and wounds covered his body, oozing with fresh blood. With just a starting move, the potent sword qi had left him covered in cuts and bruises!
Before the sword light even arrived, Han Yue Feng Dao had lost the ability to resist.
Han Yue Feng Dao instantly lost the courage to advance, his eyes shrinking in fear. The dense sword qi emanating from the long sword brought him immense terror.
"General, save me!!"
Han Yue Feng Dao hurriedly turned, his outward saber strike veering off course and hitting the thick city wall.
"Stop!!"