by Fang Xiang
The opposers were silent. No matter who the person was, the fatalities would be high in defeating a defense line.
Liang Wei suddenly looked at Zuo Mo. He hesitated but still gritted out, "The crux of this plan is King. If King wins, we win!"
He actually had something he didn't say. If King lost, they lost. But he didn't say it.
Would King lose?
No one dared to make a sound in the hall.
An Mo stood out and shook his head. He said, "The fighting has just begun. There is no need for King to personally go to the front lines. We can first test them and then try to find a weakness in the defense line … …"
Zuo Mo waved his hand and interrupted An Mo. He stood up and looked around. "We'll use this plan. An Mo, Liang Wei, organize the battalions to attack each jie tonight. The battalions are to follow the plan and be in attack formation."
Zuo Mo's words concluded the entire discussion.
He had to admit that Liang Wei's plan was outstanding. There was no aspect that appeared spectacular but it was honest. Even if the enemy knew their plan, they would not have a solution.
This was the true style of a great general.
No one knew how important time was to Zuo Mo.
No wonder Pu Yao had endless praise for Liang Wei. A plan like this did not have many complex parts, but not everyone would have the resolve. Only when one clearly saw the benefits and shortcomings involved would they have such decisiveness and bravery.
An Mo and Liang Wei responded. An Mo did not agree, but he would still carry out King's decision seriously.
Zuo Mo looked at the crowd and said coldly, "This King will be fighting at the front! Battalions, remember, this battle has me, we are invincible! We will advance, not retreat! Anyone that disobeys, kill! Anyone that is fearful and does not advance, kill!"
The two "kills" caused the temperature in the room to suddenly decrease.
It was the first time they saw King so cold and decisive. Their hearts shook, they stood and responded, "Yes!"
Countless blinding light swept across the sky. The lights were like rain and illuminated the night sky as bright as day. The enormous explosions were like strong sound attacks that battered at people's minds and their eardrums.
Gongye Xiao Rong bit down on his lips and almost bit through them. The formation in front of him was almost completely covered by Kun Lun's attacks. He could see the corpses blown into the air by the explosions and pillars of blood shooting into the sky.
This battalion that he had spent countless efforts, blood, sweat, and tears to create was being killed. That simple and cruel defense line was one that he had rushed to build.
He had expected that Kun Lun would put everything into the attack but he had still underestimated Kun Lun's offensive strength. The one that attacked his battalion was Mu Xuan Battalion.
This female battalion that was famed for her detailed attacks was so dominant when she attacked!
The battalion at the front was being killed off. With every person's sacrifice, his heart dripped blood. His hand uncontrollably trembled, but his gaze did not wave at all.
He was waiting. Waiting for the time to retaliate.
Mu Xuan Battalion attacking without any restraint would cause them to use a great amount of shen power. Gongye Xiao Rong used half of his battalion and jinzhi to delay the other for the chance to attack.
He rejoiced that it was Mu Xuan Battalion that attacked him and not Xue Dong Battalion. Just as he expected, Mu Xuan Battalion was strong, but it was clear that they were not skilled in a strong offensive tactics. They did not have good control of how much shen power they used.
This was his only chance, a chance that he used the lives of half his battalion to trade for.
The resilient Gongye Xiao Rong did not forget his sensitive perception due to the pain he was enduring.
The enemy's attacks still rained down wildly, but Gongye Xiao Rong detected that hint of exhaustion in the storm, the easing of the relentless storm.
It was now!
Gongye Xiao Rong did not hesitate and shouted harshly, "Kill!"
There were less than two thousand people next to him!
Yet these people had watched with glaring eyes as theie brothers were killed, and were mad.
Tian Huan's unique attacking battle formation suddenly lit up with blinding light that no one had expected. At the same time, at the ground to the flank of Mu Xuan's battalion, the same light lit up. Before Mu Xuan had arrived, Gongye Xiao Rong and set up small-distance transportation formations in the surroundings.
These transportation formations had been concealed with thick layers of earth. Mu Xuan Battalion had not detected them at all.
Woosh!
The battalion disappeared in the air and appeared at the flank of Mu Xuan Battalion.
The presence of the battle formation reached a peak and shot in the air. Hundreds of blinding circles of light flew into the enemy battle formation.
The sudden attack caused Mu Xuan's battalion to descend into chaos. Blood sprayed out. These blinding circles of light were filled with countless seal scripts. Once they flew into Mu Xuan Battalion, they spun at high speed as they grew in size. Everywhere they passed, blood flew.
However, Mu Xuan Battalion was a famed elite battalion. After the initial panic, they quickly recovered and responded.
A proportion of the xiuzhe quickly cast defensive shen techniques while another group prepared attacking shen techniques.
Yet, quickly, their expressions changed!
Their shen power was almost used up!
Woosh woosh woosh!
Another wave of hundreds of circles flew into Mu Xuan Battalion!
Mu Xuan paled. She finally realized what Gongye Xiao Rong had planned. She was filled with regret. She had been careless!
They had been unstoppable before. Under the attacks of her battalion and Mi Nan's battalion, Gongye Xiao Rong and Mu Shuang had been repeatedly defeated and left nearly crippled. While North Tian Huan had joined Mo Cloud Sea, far water did not resolve thirst. She had dismissed both Gongye Xiao Rong and Mu Shuang. In her view, taking Tian Huan was just a matter of time.
Because Lin Qian had asked them to conquer North Tian Huan as fast as possible, she had chosen a strong offensive strategy.
Mu Xuan Battalion that had almost no shen power left had the advantage of numbers, but the lively thousand or so people held the upper hand.
Gongye Xiao Rong led his battalion of less than two thousand to furiously attack Mu Xuan Battalion.
She had misstepped!
Mu Xian's expression quickly recovered and she ordered without hesitation, "Fourth Team, engage them. Everyone else, retreat! Use ling beasts!"
Soon a troop of two thousand flew out of Mu Xuan Battalion and engaged Gongye Xiao Rong.
The other people called out their ling beasts and retreated.
Gongye Xiao Rong saw this and did not chase. He continued to herd and kill the two thousand that were coming towards him. An hour later, none of the two thousand were alive. No one had managed to escape.
Gongye Xiao Rong didn't feel any joy and only endless bitterness.
This counterattack could not be counted as a victory since he had traded half of his battalion's lives. When Mu Xuan came back, they would have no chance at all.
Fortunately, they had finally managed to push back this attack and won a few days of time.
He was also going to retreat.
Behind him, all of North Tian Huan was creating a retreat of astounding scale. The people continued to move in the direction of Mo Cloud Sea. Tian Huan's defense line was completely destroyed. The difficulty of holding this region was high.
In the plan that Gongsun Cha and the others had designed, Kun Lun could take North Tian Huan but they would only leave behind scorched earth. All of Tian Huan would be moved into Mo Cloud Sea.
Mo Cloud Sea's enormous business network displayed its astounding power at this time.
Countless tr
ansportation ships of astounding volume appeared out of nowhere. Forming enormous fleets. Like ants moving, they transported the people of Tian Huan away.
And long lines were forming at all the transportation formations. The pieces of jingshi were being used up like water flowing yet Mo Cloud Sea did not care. They continued to transport over batches of jingshi to the transportation formations. It was the first time that people saw jingshi piled up in literal mountains.
The powerful and rich Mo Cloud Sea entered full war mode. No one could underestimate it.
North Tian Huan and their people had been in a state of war already. The rule Gongsun Cha had set down was only transport people and not resources. As a result, the effectiveness was astounding.
The few days that Gongye Xiao Rong won with his sacrifices was extremely valuable.
At another transportation formation, a strange battalion stepped out. These people were completely expressionless, their pupils grey-white, covered in grand tattoo and showed no signs of life.
When a male with a cold expression and was completely covered in mo matrices walked out of the transportation formation.
"It is Bie Han Daren!
Exclamations rang out among the crowd, The exclamations spread and the crowd started to shift.
"He's Bie Han Daren?"
"Heavens! This is Sin Battalion!"
After the exclamations passed, joy and smile floated on the faces of these people. Their hearts finally landed. They were safe with Bie Han Daren here!
The people from Mo Cloud Sea straightened and lifted their heads up high with respectful and reverent expressions.
He was Bie Han.
Translator Ramblings: More plot advancement. Getting close now.
Chapter 898: Strong Attack
When Bie Han saw the terrible state of Gongye Xiao Rong Battalion, he was astounded. A battalion that suffered this level of casualties could be said to be crippled, but their faces gave him pause. Their faces were filled with sorrow and pain, but also with hate and spirit.
Bie Han nodded inwardly. This battalion was not crippled.
When Bie Han saw Gongye Xiao Rong's calm expression, it proved the conclusion he reached. . While he looked exhausted and fragile, his gaze was filled with determination.
"Leave this to us, go rest."
Bie Han's voice had a hint of respect. This had nothing to do with strength. The kind of spirit and determination it took to still hold on and think of ways to force the enemy back in such a disadvantageous battle was worthy of respect.
"Alright." Gongye Xiao Rong looked at Bie Han. He felt sadness. Tian Huan had declined and died. Mo Cloud Sea was like the sun in the sky. The change was something that people who were inside Tian Huan felt more deeply.
Bie Han seemed to see what Gongye Xiao Rong was thinking and said, "Your equipment and resources have arrived. Pick your own soldiers. If you are fast, you can still return to this big war."
Bie Han's tone was cold, but Gongye Xiao Rong could hear the care inside it.
Gongye Xiao Rong became alert. Bie Han was right. This war had just started. If they finished recovering fast enough, they could still make it in time.
This battle was important to him and Tian Huan.
"Man thanks!" Gongye Xiao Rong bowed solemnly to Bie Han.
Bie Han nodded and then turned around expressionlessly to leave.
Bie Han glanced at the ruined battlefield and didn't have any intentions of setting up seal formation defense lines. He was not skilled in defense and he didn't need defense.
"Find the position of Mu Xuan Battalion," Bie Han said coldly.
Dozens of scouts disappeared into the air.
He did not stay where he was but ordered Sin Battalion to advance. He sent out scouts along the way in search of Mu Xuan's position.
Soon, the scouts found Mu Xuan.
Mu Xuan Battalion was advancing murderously. After recovering their shen power, how could Mu Xuan Battalion accept their defeat.
However, Mu Xuan had a deep impression from last time. She reflected deeply and had learned her lesson. No top battle general was easy to deal with. Even if the enemy did not have the same manpower, she should never assume the other did not have the ability to retaliate.
Mu Xuan became more wary after she was bitten by Gongye Xiao Rong when she had the advantage of manpower. While she had returned this time, she was not careless.
Large numbers of scouts were sent out.
Soon, the scouts of both sides met in skirmishes.
Mu Xuan quickly learned that there was an unknown battalion that was moving in her direction. She became even more wary. Someone that knew her strength and still dared to come over was not a normal person.
She became even more wary but did not retreat.
Soon, she saw the enemy battalion.
Mu Xuan's expression became grave.
Bie Han's Sin Battalion!
They came so quickly!
"What do they want to do?" Youxi Ya Ke looked dazedly at the battalions that were gathering in front of the formation and murmured.
The battalions flowed and gathered.
The troops were coming constantly as though it was endless.
Everyone, including Youxi Ya Ke was stunned by the scene. In a short period of time, over sixty thousand people had gathered in front of them.
What kind of joke was this?
Any average battalion here was just two to three thousand people. Sixty thousand people, that meant the enemy had gathered about thirty battalions here.
Youxi Ya Ke's eyes were experienced. From the presence that these sixty thousand exuded, they were not normal battalions! They were well trained, they may be lacking compared to his Youxi Battalion but at least comparable to the battalions of his subordinates.
Even more importantly, numbers!
The defense line that Youxi Ya Ke was stationed at was only twenty thousand people. Youxi Battalion was only five thousand strong. The other fifteen thousand were from various elite battalions.
Suddenly, Youxi Ya Ke shook and called over his second in command. He howled, "Go ask what the situation at the other places are like?"
Youxi Ya Ke released his hand. The second in command scrambled to contact the other battalions. Youxi Ya Ke looked dazedly at the terrifying group of battalions with a dark expression. He murmured, "We cannot be this unlucky, is my place the break point?"
If that was the case, then it would be terrible!
Soon, the second in command rushed back and reported with an ashen face of the situations of the other battalions.
Youxi Ya Ke was stunned.
There was an astounding number of enemies gathered at each battalion's base, all of them elite forces.
When he calculated the number, he suddenly shook. His face turned ashen. The enemy had put more than three hundred thousand elite troops into the first wave of attacks!
It was so … … so terrifying!
No one knew about their own situation better than Youxi Ya Ke. Hundred Savage Realm had fought endlessly for years, and the expenditure of their battalions had been astounding. While they said they had gathered three hundred thousand, about one hundred thousand of this were just normal battalions.
Battalions were not judged just by numbers, their training and skill level was even more important. Usually, battalions were divided into three ranks.
The strongest top battalions were all lead by the famed battle generals. The difference in numbers between these top battalions was great large. For example, Bie Han's Sin Battalion was always around three thousand people, while at the other end Mu Xuan Battalion was ten thousand. However, at that level, what was important was the collective fighting power, and not numbers.
The second rank was the elite battalions. On average, these battalions were weaker than top battalions, but were stronger than normal battalions. It could be said that the elite battalions relied on numbers. The numbers determined the difference in power between opponents. Elite
battalions usually did not vary greatly in their skill. They fought based on numbers.
The third rank was the normal battalions. They were usually the local garrisons, and acted as reserves for elite battalions.
Hundred Savage Realm had fought among itself for ten years, while Nether Realm had rested for ten years. The difference was completely on display now.
Youxi Ya Ke's heart continued to sink. His battalion was the strongest of the Mo Shen Temple next to Chief Mo God. The Mo Shen Temple had two top battalions. The Chief Mo God lead one, Youxi Ya Ke lead the other, but the difference the number of elite battalions was too high.
Top battalions were trump cards. They either decided the battle or they were used as intimidation. Elite battalions were the main forces in war and were usually the battalions that were exhausted the fastest. In the ten years of internal conflict, Hundred Savage Realm's elite battalions suffered significant losses. This didn't just lower the number of elite battalions, it also decreased the skill level of the elite battalions.
Cultivation needed time. The training of an acceptable elite soldier took time.
The enemy knew their weakness!
And used the simplest and most direct method, a strong attack!
And an attack on all fronts!
Fighting with more than three hundred thousand people!
Youxi Ya Ke's mouth tasted bitter. He could see the problem but he didn't have a solution.
The battalions' shadows stretched out like a forest. Each face flashed with heated fighting spirit. There was only one person in their field of view—the unparalleled king wearing the bronze mask.
This battalion was over fifty thousand people. They were lead by ten gold battle generals, each of which was a lord of a region or the leader of a clan. They had been through hundreds of battles, were experienced and reliable. They were shrouded in killing intent and were authoritative.
There was glory in having King personally leading them, the ten gold battle generals were extremely excited. When they learned that their battalions had been picked to be led by King personally, everyone knew how rare a chance this was, and they decided they would fight to the death.
