697: Chapter 146: The Battle Intensifies_1 697: Chapter 146: The Battle Intensifies_1 Zhuang Gaoxian’s words were half-truths, half-lies.
The death of the Yong Emperor was indeed not without its doubts, and the Crown Prince’s death was certainly a conspiracy.
As for who murdered the Crown Prince, whether it was his brothers or his uncle Han Yin, that was hard to determine.
But at least one thing was clear: when the Yong Emperor died in battle, Zhuang Chenggan was defending his own lands and could not possibly have received any last orders.
Moreover, Han Yin truly pulled Yong Country back from the brink of disaster; against Jingguo’s onslaught, he managed to preserve the nation’s territory without yielding.
There was no such thing as using a huge fortune to buy Jingguo’s retreat.
Jingguo would not have given up the chance to annex Yong Country for any amount of wealth or resources.
In the years since, Yong Country’s power indeed waned, but this was primarily due to Jingguo’s all-round suppression, not Han Yin’s incompetence.
Taking advantage of the Yong Emperor’s death and imdiately establishing his own country, Zhuang Chenggan, in Zhuang Gaoxian’s mouth, beca the biggest, or perhaps the only, loyal minister of that ti.
To protect the Yong Emperor’s bloodline, he fought bloody battles at the Qi Chang Mountain Range.
How touching this was.
These earth-shattering “secrets”, when spoken by Zhuang Gaoxian, simply shocked the listeners to the core, making them jump in disbelief.
“A ruler must act with sincerity and propriety, respect the heavens, and honor the people!”
Han Yin waved his sleeve, and around him, nine golden dragon phantoms circled: “The petty n of the Zhuang family, seizing Yong land and presumptuously proclaiming a state, are forsaken by all!
Having t the Yong Son of Heaven today, you don’t think to prostrate and beg for rcy, but instead, you dare to stir with your tongue?”
Dwelling on this topic was of no benefit to him.
No matter how he disguised it, he had seized the throne from his nephew; his claim to the country was illegitimate.
Therefore, he directly categorized these words as nonsense, denouncing Zhuang Gaoxian for his idle talk, unworthy of being a ruler.
He even blasted out with a punch, shaking heaven and earth.
In an instant, the stars in the sky trembled and fell, a dense shower of light raining upon Zhuang Gaoxian.
The firmant shook as if even the distant Star River was stirred!
“Can your smooth tongue break through my Suolong Gate?
Can it save your insignificant life?”
Han Yin advanced as if the entire world was behind him, crushing everything in unison.
“Out of argunts and weakened by feeble punches.” Zhuang Gaoxian smiled lightly, advancing amidst the downpour of light: “Han Yin…
you have aged!”
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In Yong Country’s Shun’an Prefecture, the administrative center was Ningyuan City.
An old man with black hair stepped out of the void.
“Zhuang Country’s Du Ruhui pays a visit to your land!”
His fist enveloped in dark light, he struck down with a punch.
Under the imminent threat, Ningyuan City’s city guarding formation reflexively popped up a light screen, which trembled faintly.
And from the south, a strong and urgent aura was rapidly approaching.
Without further attempt, Du Ruhui turned on his heel and had already appeared in Yong Country’s southern Nanxiang Prefecture.
However, this ti it was not the administrative center, but a small county town.
With a stomp from above, he poured out the full might of a top-tier God-Cos Power Level fighter without reservation, flattening the county yan with a single blow.
The magistrate of the county didn’t even have ti to react before dying miserably under the collapsed yan.
Simultaneously, strong presences from the south and east sides were approaching at an astonishing speed.
Expressionless, Du Ruhui took another step and appeared in the eastern part of Yong Country, in Fuchun Prefecture.
This ti it wasn’t even a county seat, just a village and town.
Du Ruhui, rcilessly, swept his sleeve, causing a searing inferno to erupt.
Then he turned and stepped away, leaving over the sudden cries of despair rising from the sea of flas.
He wouldn’t allow any pattern in his actions to be discerned, nor did he have a clear target, for that would be a sure path to death.
He himself didn’t know where he would next appear, letting his Divine Skills co down randomly within the bounds of Yong Country.
Wherever he appeared, whatever he faced, he would strike without hesitation.
By moving solo in the heartland of Yong Country and using its countless civilians as leverage, he forced Yong Country to dispatch a significant number of its top warriors to hunt him down, thus tying up Yong Country’s premiere combat power.
And as of now, no fewer than four Yong lords had joined the encirclent against him.
Moving faster and faster, the chances to strike were ever lessening; as soon as he appeared, he had to leave imdiately.
He hadn’t yet crossed swords with any of the Yong marquesses, and it seed as though he strolled leisurely through the courtyard, but his own people knew the score, once Zhi Chi Tian Ya was restricted, under the siege of four Divine Skills masters, he would likely be the first to fall.
There had already been several instances when a Yong marquess caught up to his shadow, and the situation was never stable.
In actuality, he was walking on the edge of a cliff, at an extrely dangerous brink.
Yet he was very calm, his face showed neither sorrow nor joy.
All he needed to do was his own part.
As long as each person in Zhuang Country did their part, they could defeat Yong Country!
He had no doubt about this.
Having restrained four of Yong Country’s Divine Skills war powers, he had already achieved his strategic purpose, what remained was only how to prolong this chase, to delay the ti of his demise and leave the outco to be written by others in Zhuang Country.
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Du Ruhui was the pri minister, Huangfu Duanming the general—they had coordinated for many years.
For Zhuang Country’s Great General Huangfu Duanming, at this mont, he had nothing to ponder.
Kill the enemy or be killed by the enemy, that was all.
Even if he faced two Yong marquesses alone.
Even if his armor was shattered in several places, blood staining his battle robe.
He was resolutely pro-war.
In the face of Yong Country’s frequent provocations, he had swallowed his anger for so many years, his only regret being that his blade was not swift enough, his fists not hard enough.
A general represents the courage of the army, he would not show even a hint of fear.
The battle concerning the fate of Zhuang Country for the next hundred years was happening at this mont.
He would not allow himself to harbor any fear of death!
The glory and splendor of a general’s life were all encapsulated in this mont.
He carried his Gate City blade, clearly gravely injured, clearly feeble, yet insisted on attacking first repeatedly, as if he had the upper hand!
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Duan Li, the commander of Jiujang Xuan Armor, clad in heavy armor, wielded a pair of iron maces as he confronted Yong Country’s defender marquess, Li Yin.
Li Yin was one of the older marquesses in Yong Country, who had even participated in quelling the rebellion of the Three Kings in his youth and possessed imnse prestige in the military.
He was not like Yao Qi, the marquess who longed for ho, who grew resentful after being suppressed by the Yong court repeatedly over recent years.
In battle, he held nothing back, forcing Duan Li into a desperate defense.
If it were not for the commander of the White Feather Army, He Badao, turning into a streak of blade light and moving swiftly around him, Duan Li would have been slain on the battlefield long ago.
Both were top commanders of mighty armies, supre fighters of the Outer Building, but in front of him, Li Yin, they were still not enough.
Victory was only a matter of ti.
Despite Yong Country’s number one Divine Skills noble, Beigong Jade, being tied down at the Lanhe Water Mansion, and the pri minister Qi Maoxian being entangled by Jingguo’s Red Horse Guards in Jingan Prefecture,
in this great battle with Zhuang Country, Yong Country’s top powerhouses still had the absolute upper hand.
With one duke and eight marquesses, Yong Country had a total of nine Divine Skills masters, while Zhuang Country only had Du Ruhui and Huangfu Duanming.
When Han Yin personally stepped into battle, the depth of Yong Country was laid bare, brazenly flaunting their might.
The outco of this great battle at Suolong Gate seed to have little suspense.
The ssage Han Yin wanted to convey was clear—between Zhuang and Yong, the outco was beyond doubt.
Looking at the whole battlefield, the only advantage Zhuang Country had now was curiously in the numbers of their army.
Unlike Zhuang Country, which had prepared early and secretly amassed its forces for a while, the army broke through in a single day.
Yong Country, having enjoyed long-lasting peace, besides frequently suffering setbacks in conflicts with Jingguo, spent most of the ti bullying their neighbors and enjoying tranquility.
Suddenly called to battle this ti, despite the whole country being conscripted to the cause, they could not gather at the Gate so quickly.
Zhuang Country’s two strong forces, Jiujang Xuan Armor and White Feather Army, did not form a military formation or engage in combat with the top-tier fighters, but joined the waves of the 300,000-strong army surging toward Gate City.
The will of the Zhuang Army’s commander was clear—they were prepared to use lives to build a path, to break through the gate in the shortest ti possible.
To tear down a fad city, to kill the mighty—this was the objective!
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