Chapter 168: Jiang Wang Never Knew About Warfare
iding with the golden thread.Yewenhua's sword, named Qingming.This is the fifth sword of Spring, the twenty-fourth solar term in Jian Dian.The beginning of Qingming season, the day called "the first b...Qi Xiaoxian is dead!
The sight of Ao Huangzhong shocked him speechless.
In his estimation, among the younger generation of the Sea Clan, He Ao Huang Zhong's military strategy ranked first. While Qi Xiaoxian could also be considered first among all, Qi Xiaoxian's "first" was a "preservation" first.
This guy always completes military objectives with the lowest casualty rate. Even if a mission is too difficult to accomplish, he can always get out unscathed.
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How could he die so quickly at the hands of Jiang Wangjian
But with Yu Guanyue, who possessed the divine power of bloodline, leading the way, Jiang Wang's sword was undeniably convincing.
Even the famed "immortal" fish, Guangyu, who was said to have an endless bloodline and couldn't be killed, died. Even he, facing Jiang Wang's relentless pursuit, had several brushes with death. How could Qi Xiaoxian meet his end any differently
Ao Huangzhong was decisive, especially when it came to matters of life and death. He immediately unleashed his trump card. With a flick of his wrist, an arrow shot into the sky —
The signal arrow had just taken flight when it was cut down by a sword.
Jiang Wang charged forward with such terrifying speed, first slashing down the arrows of faith and then the soldiers' evil spirits, breaking into the cloud of malevolence.
The Ao Huang Zhong was enveloped in flowing light, but it did not reflect any image. However, beneath Jiang Wang's crimson smoke armor, there were shadows moving. A black assassin leaped out like lightning from the shadow, a total of five, standing in the five elements, their shadowy figures and blades weaving through the rules of the shadows, instantly rushing to Ao Huang Zhong's front!
At this moment, the Dayang Valley army, with their flags as their spearheads, are weaving through the ranks of the Fahuo Army. Though surprised, the Fahuo Army is not in disarray. Under Ao Huang Zhong's masterful command, they quickly transform into a shark-tooth formation, closing in on their enemies.
And Fu Yanqing and Jiang Wang joined forces, they treated Sha Yun as nothing, and rushed straight towards the main general!
The Azure Dragon, the Yellow Bell swayed its body, transforming into the true form of the sea master. It became a giant crab over ten dozen feet tall, with legs like pillars and carapace like stone cliffs, sharp teeth intersecting in its massive mouth.
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This alone is already like an insurmountable mountain, but the opponent's strength is too formidable after all.
Then, furious, he flipped over the cards and roared —
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"True King, help me!"
Boom!!
Though Gan Yang's eyes, red and burning with yang energy, could see far, everything in his vision seemed to move particularly slowly.
In armor and wielding a sword, Jiang Wang, and the shadow assassins who tread upon the five elements, were all obstructed by that impenetrable, thick armor.
And there was a huge fireball that plummeted from the heavens, shattering the dark clouds for miles and creating a blazing crimson glow.
That was a figure of a powerful one, burning with fierce flames!
He descended into this world with the unstoppable force of a mighty river.
Looking at the current world of illusions, there is only one powerful individual who fits this description.
Yan Wang Tai Nanzhao, who had repelled Qin Zhen of Dihai Lou and even launched a pursuit!
This brutal war, which has raged since the river's boundary, once again saw a shift in the balance of power.
The True King has descended, and the perilous situation is at hand.
At this moment, Jiang Wang couldn't utter a single sound. He wanted to speak, but he had no words!
Qi Xiaoxian gave up the army and fled alone for one reason: he knew Dai Nan Qiao was coming. He didn't have to risk it; his army wouldn't lose much. He truly is a brilliant general!
But for Jiang Wang and them... how could they encounter Tai Nan Qiao!
It's not that he Jiang Wang couldn't encounter danger. In the Tianyu world, he had also been chased and killed by true demons countless times throughout his life and death experiences.
It's not that he couldn't encounter the True King in the Saha Dragon Realm. Since he chose to step onto the battlefield, no matter what kind of opponent he encounters, he can face them and accept them.
But this True King, should not be the Flame King!
That day, the Yellow Platform held a secret meeting, and people from the nearby islands united.
Now he leads his army into the Saha World, battling within its very heart.
The warlord, Ague Feng, faced off against the Eastern King, Ji Ke Ni, at the front lines.
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Even the King of Fire could still find time for this.
So...
Where is Chongguang, the first elder of Diaohailou
Where is Yang Feng, the banner-bearer of the Xungǔ banner,
And where is Qi Shuai himself!
They are all gone!
The Saha world might seem like it's facing a storm on all sides, but the pressure it endures is simply not enough.
Qi Xiao's use of troops was like a flood and tsunami, often overwhelming. He would never give his opponents such a large breathing space, let alone overlook a true king like Zhen Wang.
At this moment, Jiang Wang became incredibly clear-headed about one fact — the Saha World wasn't a battlefield where the Human Race launched its main attack!
He, Jiang Wang, and his two hundred personal guards, three thousand soldiers, all were just to make the Sea Clan have a fundamental misjudgment.
Because no one would believe that the State of Qi would sacrifice its renowned Marquis Wu An. No one would believe that Qi Xiao dared to throw a peerless genius like Jiang Wang into despair!
Qi Xiaoxian, Ao Huangzhong, even Chen Zhitao and Fu Yanqing, not to mention Jiang Wang himself, all believed without a doubt that the Saha Dragon Realm would be the first battlefield of this war.
They, too, with such awareness, performed their talents and fought to the death.
But they all made a wrong judgment.
Chen Zhidao was not unlike the future of Diaohailou, and Fu Yanqing was not unlike the pride of Yanggu. On the Dragon Boat race, how many pillars of sects fell! Under the Mountain character banner, how many Yanggu warriors perished! All buried in this world!
Qi Xiao's military tactics were so fierce and dangerous!
Jiang Wang, without any knowledge of the strategic plan, rashly led his troops into the Sapo Dragon Domain based on a single military order. All along the way, they struggled to reach this point, believing that Qi Xiao had a comprehensive understanding of the Sapo Dragon Domain and that reinforcements would arrive soon, causing a dramatic shift in the battlefield...
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What can be said now!
There wasn't a fool in the room.
Chen Zhi-tao, who was still fighting in the army left behind by Qi Xiaoqian despite his exhausted and wounded state, could only let out a wry smile. He spread his sleeves wide and plunged into the ranks of the Sea Tribe army once more.
The leading general, facing the onslaught of the Vassal Army, suddenly stirred his troops with vigor. He unfurled a large banner, its spear pointing outwards. He withdrew from battle, as swift and sharp as an arrow leaving the bowstring.
"Brother Jiang, follow me!"
General Ding guarded the Spirit Realm, fighting his entire life without seeking fame, wealth, or honors. He desired nothing in life except to raise his own flag, one that belonged solely to him and not under any general's command.
> The cultivators of Yanggu throughout their lives regarded setting up a flag as the highest honor.
Why did Fu Yanqing, who was doing well in the Qun Dao Islands, return to the Myriad Realms
Ding Jingshan is dead! Among the countless human warriors who died in the Netherworld, he was just an ordinary one.
For him, perhaps, it was mountains towering high, the sun rising gloriously bright, but in an instant, they collapsed!
He came to the Demon Realm.
Having gone through countless life-or-death situations, depleted all resources, and exerted every ounce of effort.
Isn't that what this flag is for
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Of course, there are the overall interests of humankind, and there are the overall interests of the islands near the sea.
But...
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“The mountain flag cannot fall!”
He growled, his eyes red.
Of course, Jiang Wang could hear that roar.
But Jiang Wang turned and walked back.
Fu Yanqing has Fu Yanqing's soldiers, and I, Jiang Wang, have my own soldiers! Trust him, be loyal to him, tie your heads to your belts and follow him into life and death!
He, Jiang Wang, had never truly known warfare. He did not know that in the world of soldiers, there was no room for sentimentality.
But he walks this world alone, understanding that sincerity is proven through sincerity and a true heart earns a true heart! Those warriors entrusted their lives to him; he must live up to that trust.
But just as he turned around, he heard a deafening roar.
Boom boom boom!
The wind howled and roared, soaring straight into the heavens.
But behold, the imposing behemoth of a warship, with its twelve engines roaring to life, charged towards that newly arrived True King with an unwavering resolve.
The earth-shattering explosions were the anguished roars of all the acceleration arrays pushed to their limits. One by one, the acceleration arrays were destroyed in their advance, and yet within that destruction, they unleashed unparalleled power.
With this warship, I shall strike the True King!
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“Stop!” Jiang Wang roared, “Fang Yuanyou! Cao Dayi! Shen Meng! This Marquis orders you to stop!”
At this time, the one in charge of the Feiyun Building ship was General Fang Yuyou, the commander of the Imperial Guard!
At this time, he, Jiang Wang's personal guard, was at the helm and trimming the sails.
Ca Dàyi and Shen Meng are always hanging around him.
For the first time, the guards of Marquis Wuan's court disobeyed his orders.
Steering the Feiyun Tower ship, with a resolute bearing, wings straight toward the sky.
The heavens are a blazing inferno, radiating intense heat and light, a colossal fireball embodying the terrifying might of an abyssal true king!
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This scene was so quick yet slow. Like a frail mortal, for the first time, roaring defiance at the scorching sun.
First charging towards Yan Wang was a cast-iron crossbow etched with runes, screaming through the air with a long trail of gas.
The painstaking masterpiece of the Qi state artisans, a strike that reaches the moon, a divine presence within reach.
But as it neared Yan Wang's location, it melted into molten iron. The scalding and crimson-hot iron water poured down from the air, counterattacking the towering ship!
King Yann Wang Tai Nan Qiao did nothing, he just fell.
All attacks launched against him were incinerated outside his body and couldn't get close to him at all.
He plummeted down, unwavering and unstoppable, engulfed in flames that incinerated everything they touched.
At last, the ship met with the barge.
That blazing, golden flame flickered almost imperceptibly in his vision.
The enormous Feiyunlou ship, a masterpiece of war weaponry, was reduced to a mere wisp of blue smoke, like a ribbon, trailing behind as Tai Nan Qiao cast it away!
But the soldiers on Feiyun Tower ship were even more ephemeral than blue smoke.
They didn't say a word from beginning to end.
Perhaps it was said, but not heard.
This world is too noisy!
The voice of the weak, will not be heard.
So Jiang Wang also fell silent.
He knew his flagship, his fleet, was bidding him farewell. He heard in the silence that did not rise, the hopes for his escape, the hopes for his survival.
But he remained silent.
He followed the trajectory of the Flying Cloud Building ship towards the sky. He walked the path where warriors marched to their deaths, clad in armor and unyielding, never looking back.
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Within the crimson armor, eyes of red gold shone with the light of a blade.
After the azure armor, a scroll of frost has unfurled!
Matching the burning flames surrounding Dai Nan Qiao, his own crimson aura was boiling over.
But compared to his determination, his bravery, his all-out effort, Tai Nan Qiao was so calm and composed.
This True King, known as "Yan," didn't even bother looking at Jiang Wang first. He stepped right into the flames and suddenly appeared before that golden banner that was sweeping up soldiers and fleeing at top speed. Very casually, he extended his right hand.
In the rules of fire, a ferocious flaming hand with teeth and claws easily reached into the cloud of soldiers' souls and grasped the banner of the blazing sun.
What flag cannot fall
He asked so lightly. His fingers clasped together, a gentle squeeze.
Click!
The crimson battle flag, emblazoned with the character "Mountain" in its center, was broken so easily. Vast swathes of soldiers from Day Valley descended like raindrops in a sudden downpour.
Under his banner, the shadows returned to Fu Yanqing's likeness. His face was still handsome, but his eyes were broken with despair, filled with shattered ideals.
Since the Yan King has come in person, it's not just about killing one person and ending a matter. Everything that should be left behind must remain. So he first stopped the fleeing army, then turned back.
The young man named Jiang Wang was advancing with unmatched swordsmanship, valiantly charging forward.
Tai Nan Qiao simply raised his hand, and with a sword gesture, the monstrous fire of the boundless sea, Fan Huo, ignited at his fingertips. With this one strike, he would shatter and kill his opponent!
Once upon a time, Jiang Wang had tried to confront the true demons with divine power.
But at that time, there was a spring of immortality similar to endlessly restoring the body and soul, bringing the dead back to life. There were also oracles that provided information feedback, allowing him to keep up with the true layers of the cave.
Now he is all alone.
At that time, it was a desperate flight, running around frantically. Now, I'm facing Tai Nan Qiao head-on.
He truly doesn't know what death is!
But where could one escape to
Qi Xiaoxian has returned and resumed command of the army, now directing a massive force to slaughter Chen Zhitao.
Ao Huang Zhong and his army of conquerors had no rivals left, tightly encircling the remnants of the Yang Valley army.
On all sides are armies, situated in the heart of the Saha world, and above, Yan Wang Tai Nanqiao stands watch!
There is no escape.
Half of his troops fell on the charge, and half were slaughtered by the enemy.
He was still on the charge, hoping to do his best and give Yan Wang a lesson he might remember!
He instantly got closer.
Dai Nan Qiao's sword finger, and Jiang Wang's sword.
Jiang Wang seemed to be able to smell the taste of death, until a point of white flame appeared in his vision.
Then the white flame leaped lightly, and Tai Nan Qiao drew his body a thousand miles!
But then a covered hand appeared, blocking the white flames and grasping them in its palm!
First appeared the armored hand, then the whole man in his golden crowned robe stepped out from that fan-shaped door, appearing from nothing into reality.
The Great Prison King of the Sea Clan, Zhong Xi!
The supreme ancestor of Ao Huangzhong, this imperial master, was bare-chested except for his hand that held the flame. It was heavy and solid with intricate armor plates adorned with runes, showing how much he valued this white flame.
This is about emphasizing what is reasonable and proper.
Because he can't hold it either!
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Emperor's strong grasp on the Dao was ruthlessly flung away in the next moment.
That hazy white firelight, swaying in the air, seemed to draw out another image with a languid yet rapid motion, described as realistic.
White flames flicker within white paper lanterns.
A white paper lantern was held in the hands of a hunched old man.
Old clothes and tattered hat, both eyes blind.
I once saw the mysterious watchman in the ruins of Ku Rong Yuan, and later again in Yang Di!
But none of our previous encounters were as concrete, clear, and profound as this one!
This is a true immortal of our time, the core martial force personally controlled by the emperor of Daqi.
Jiang Wang remained calm, showing neither excitement nor joy. He simply watched the scene before him silently, the flames on his body flickering and fading away little by little.
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He was never stupid, he was even quite intelligent, but he often did foolish things!
At this moment, he had fully understood why Qi Xiao had urgently ordered him to attack the Samsara Dragon Realm and why he had been thrown into a desperate situation.
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Because he won't die!
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Because this expedition to the Netherworld, a True Immortal protected him.
The esteemed Great Qi martial marquis, favored by the Son of Heaven, would never perish silently and unnoticed in the Netherworld. This was the will of the Son of Heaven and the glory of the Great Qi Empire.
He won't die!
But his confidants, his subordinates, were unconcerned.
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On the vast board of the Maze world, it was merely a pawn that could be swept aside at will.
Not even a chess piece, just dust that can be swept away with a flick of the sleeve.
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