Chapter 158: Chapter 156: Recovering Lost Ground_1
The lack of a powerful army was the Wan Dao Domain’s greatest disadvantage. Despite occupying overseas territories, possessing abundant resources, and cultivating formidable disciples, they were still no match for a truly strong military force.
"Set up the Sword Array!" Mo Shi took a deep breath and ordered loudly.
The panicking disciples from the various sects in the Wan Dao Domain gathered, forming several powerful Formations. They created a grand spectacle and seemed very formidable.
"Suppress!"
Unfazed, Yue Fei charged forward relentlessly, wielding the Yue Family Spear, and easily shattered the Formations set up by the disciples from the various sects of the Wan Dao Domain. He was unstoppable.
"Die!"
Without the protection of their Formations, the disciples from the Wan Dao Domain’s various sects were like lions without claws, vulnerable to slaughter, and were cut down in droves by the Bei Wei Army.
"Brothers, reinforcements have arrived! Follow me and kill!" a Qin Dynasty general shouted.
Over two hundred thousand Qin Dynasty soldiers, who had been lying on the battlefield covered in blood, rose to their feet. They exuded a billowing Evil Qi, as if they had just crawled out of hell.
"Valiant old Qin, together we face this national crisis!" they roared, stepping over the bodies of their comrades and charging fiercely at the enemy. Thick resentment was visible on everyone’s face.
Captain, from the moment I joined the barracks, you taught me martial arts, you taught me how to be a man. You are my benefactor. Now that the enemy has brutally murdered you, I swear I will avenge you! a young soldier murmured. Thinking of his fallen captain, his heart felt as if it were being cut by a knife, and an unstoppable surge of hatred welled up within him.
Like him, all the soldiers’ hearts were filled with hatred!
They had all died once already; they no longer feared death. All they thought about was revenge—avenging their comrades, avenging their benefactors.
The situation reversed so quickly it left people breathless and unable to react.
GULP.
Mo Shi gulped repeatedly, feeling as though he was dreaming. Just moments ago, they had held the absolute advantage, yet in such a short time, they had become the defeated party, hunted down by their foes.
He looked at those soldiers, their bodies covered in scars, each appearing as demonic and terrifying as a fiend, and he shuddered inwardly.
In that very glance, his eyes met Yue Fei’s!
Ruthlessness!
Slaughter!
Loyalty!
Fury!
...
These were the emotions he saw in Yue Fei’s eyes; like a whirlpool, they sucked him in, making it impossible to break free.
However, Mo Shi was a Saint, after all. He wouldn’t be terrified by a mere look. After a brief moment of shock, he quickly recovered, turned, and fled. His speed was incredible; in the blink of an eye, he was an immense distance away.
Want to escape? Can you even manage it? Yue Fei sneered, raised his war spear high, and hurled it with immense force. Like a colossal dragon, it soared through the Void, ultimately piercing Mo Shi’s chest.
FRESH BLOOD SPLATTERED!
Mo Shi’s body plummeted to the ground, lifeless.
With a wave of Yue Fei’s hand, the war spear flew back along its original path, landing in his grasp.
He looked at the numerous Saints besieging the Eighteen Riders of Yan Yun, a murderous glint in his eyes. He flew straight towards them, his voice low, "It’s time for this to end!"
"Yue Family Spear!" Yue Fei roared. The war spear in his hand suddenly blazed with a sanguine, divine light, infused with the power of the Bei Wei Army. He thrust it forward violently, the force so great it seemed to make mountains collapse and the earth crack open.
Even a Supreme Saint Realm Martial Artist would have to give way before such a strike.
And the Saints battling the Eighteen Riders of Yan Yun were merely in the Lesser Saint Realm; they were no match for Yue Fei.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
One Saint Realm Martial Artist after another was instantly struck by the spear, their bodies exploding as they died on the spot. There were no exceptions. The drifting blood mist turned the entire sky crimson.
The blood of a Saint was incomparable to that of an ordinary person!
A single drop could dye rivers red for a thousand li!
"Die! Die! Die..."
At this moment, Yue Fei moved as if through unmanned territory, like a tiger pouncing on a flock of sheep. He slaughtered every enemy he encountered, killing until the sky grew dark and the very cosmos was stained with blood.
"Run!"
So many had died that fear gripped the remaining Saints. After nine of their number had fallen, the rest were terrified. They lost all will to fight and activated their movement techniques to flee.
Yue Fei smirked coldly, choosing not to pursue. They’re just a pack of worthless curs, he thought. I have more important targets.
Thinking this, he turned to face the Five Ancestors of the Qunxian Sect. His gaze was as sharp as a predator locking onto its prey, and his aura surged, sweeping across the Heavenly Universe.
Every military general has two sides: loyalty to their sovereign, and ruthlessness towards their enemies!
Yue Fei was no exception. In his previous life, the words ’Serve the Country with Utmost Loyalty’ were tattooed on his back, and countless commoners regarded him as a guardian deity. But to his enemies, what kind of existence was he? f.(r)eew ebnov\
A demon?
Or the god of death?
One thing was certain: whether in his past life or this one, anyone targeted by Yue Fei was his prey!
This is a big problem! The Five Ancestors of the Qunxian Sect wore grave expressions. Their grand army had collapsed. The Saints from the other powers were either dead or had fled, leaving only the five of them.
Defeat is certain!
With their combined strength, they could contend with Yuan Tiangang and Wang Yangming. However, if the overwhelmingly powerful Yue Fei was added to the mix, their chances of victory were slim. Moreover, they were deep within the Qin Dynasty’s territory, and new enemies could arrive at any moment.
"Retreat!"
Without hesitation, the Five Ancestors of the Qunxian Sect turned to flee. Relying on their defensive artifacts, they forcefully broke through Yue Fei’s assault and vanished without a trace.
"So they managed to escape!" Wang Yangming flew forward and said resentfully.
"Their equipment is too extravagant. Unless we use the Execution Platform of God, it’s very difficult to break through their defenses!" Yuan Tiangang was also quite dejected; this battle had been incredibly frustrating.
"The experts of the Wan Dao Domain may have fled, but their disciples are still here!" Yue Fei remarked indifferently upon hearing their discussion, gesturing with his war spear towards the scene below.
Yuan Tiangang and Wang Yangming looked down at the Wan Dao Domain disciples being hunted, a bone-chilling killing intent emanating from them. These people no longer need to exist.
"The blood debt for over seven hundred thousand sons of the Qin Dynasty shall begin with them!" Wang Yangming declared coldly. Any thoughts of benevolence, any principle of sparing those who surrendered, were completely cast aside. He was consumed only by the thirst for revenge.
"Relay my order: kill without mercy!"
Yue Fei nodded in satisfaction. He had actually been worried that Yuan Tiangang and Wang Yangming—one a Daoist cultivator, the other a Confucian scholar, both of whom opposed excessive slaughter—might try to intervene.
On the battlefield, upon hearing Yue Fei’s command, the Qin Dynasty soldiers were overjoyed and fought with even greater fervor, while the faces of those from the Wan Dao Domain were etched with utter despair.
"Run!"
For their own survival, the Wan Dao Domain disciples disregarded all formations and fled chaotically, like a scattered swarm of bees.
"Qin Dynasty, this Young Master will remember you!" Amidst the fleeing crowd, one young man remained calm. His clothes were immaculate, making him stand out like a crane among chickens, untouched by the surrounding dust and turmoil. He took a long, deep look at Yue Fei, then retrieved a jade stone from his robes and decisively crushed it.
"Stop him!" Yue Fei commanded urgently. A Saint’s perception is incredibly keen; the moment Wan Hongfei had looked at him, Yue Fei had sensed it.
But it was a step too late.
A spatial passage materialized from the Void, enveloped Wan Hongfei’s body, and he vanished.
A special physique! Yue Fei mumbled to himself as he watched the figure disappear, inwardly annoyed. To think I actually let such a big fish get away. I really shouldn’t have.
He hadn’t expected the Wan Dao Domain to allow someone with a special physique to participate in this war!
The great battle continued; the hunt was still ongoing.
「Two days later」
Only after two days did the flames of war in the southern part of the empire gradually die down. All the territories occupied by the Wan Dao Domain were reclaimed.
However, this war had inflicted tremendous losses upon the Southern General and the lands under his command. Thousands of cities lay in ruins, countless commoners had been brutally slaughtered, vast expanses of farmland were destroyed, and immense wealth had been plundered.
This single war had set the Southern Territory back by at least a full year.
To prevent the Wan Dao Domain from invading again, Qin Wudao ordered Yue Fei to garrison the Southern Territory. Simultaneously, he dispatched high-ranking court officials to the Southern Territory to console the populace, assess the battle losses, and commence post-war reconstruction efforts.