486: Chapter 151 The Battle of the Bewitching City, The Six Paths of Reincarnation (Part 2)_1 486: Chapter 151 The Battle of the Bewitching City, The Six Paths of Reincarnation (Part 2)_1 “Charge——”
“Matlachi, once the battle begins, your troops will bee the main offensive force.
I will dispatch the imperial guards and the heavy armored legion to protect your safety.
Use magic to level Qin City, drive these people into the Burna Mountain Range.
Then, I will let them taste the flavor of carpet bombing,” the marshal ordered.
Ye Yinzhu’s judgment was very correct.
In order to minimize losses on their side, Marshal Martin had already decided upon his arrival that he would use magic to resolve the issue as much as possible.
mands were quickly issued from Marshal Martin’s mouth, detailing who was responsible for protecting the mages, who was to disrupt from the flanks, who was to charge at the forefront—all was arranged in an orderly fashion.
Although Princess Xiang Luan, sitting aside, was anxious, she had no solution and could only watch Marshal Martin arrange the plans with posure, thinking to herself, “Yin Zhu, Yin Zhu, why haven’t you e yet?
Do you really intend to perish alongside Qin City?”
Just as Marshal Martin’s tactical arrangements for the attack on Qin City were almost plete and the 300,000-strong army was about to move, suddenly, a clear voice rang out from outside.
The voice seemed distant, but when it reached inside the tent, it was particularly distinct.
“Marshal Martin, please e out to meet me.”
Hearing this voice, Princess Xiang Luan, who had been sitting idly by, was overjoyed.
Of course, she recognized that the voice belonged to Ye Yinzhu.
He must have figured it out, he must have made his decision.
In her excitement, Princess Xiang Luan gestured frantically with her eyes towards Marshal Martin.
Hearing Ye Yinzhu’s voice, Marshal Martin was also startled.
After glancing at the anxiously puzzled Princess Xiang Luan, he thought to himself, “Could it be that Ye Yinzhu really has e to surrender?
That would be good.
If the strength within Qin City could be divided, tackling it would bee much easier.”
While thinking, he gestured with his hand, releasing the block on Princess Xiang Luan’s meridians.
“Grandpa Martin, you see, I told you, Yin Zhu would make the right choice, didn’t I?
And here he is,” Princess Xiang Luan said with anticipation as she rushed out of the mand tent.
“Let’s go and see as well,” said Marshal Martin as he led his subordinates out of the tent, following behind Princess Xiang Luan.
When they arrived at the edge of the military camp, they finally saw Ye Yinzhu standing a kilometer outside the encampment of the Milan Empire’s army.
He was alone, still wearing his white magic robe, standing there quietly with a calm expression on his face that betrayed nothing out of the ordinary.
Was he standing here when he projected his voice into the mand tent?
Marshal Martin couldn’t help but wonder.
It seemed that this young man who led the Milan Warriors to victory in the Seven Nations, Seven Dragons ranking battle wasn’t as simple as he appeared.
Wait, the Elf Tribe, the report just now mentioned the presence of the Elf Tribe in Qin City.
Could it be, could it be Miss Anya?
At this thought, Marshal Martin’s heart skipped a beat, and his normally steady posure was slightly perturbed.
“Yin Zhu,” Princess Xiang Luan called out loudly, preparing to run toward Ye Yinzhu.
“Xiang Luan, don’t e here,” Ye Yinzhu shouted, halting the princess in her tracks.
His gaze settled on Marshal Martin.
His originally calm eyes suddenly blazed with an intense light.
His gaze emanated a sense of steadiness and resolve; though he stood alone, he seemed as imposing as a great mountain.
A feeling of heaviness settled in Marshal Martin’s heart; from Ye Yinzhu’s expression, he could tell that this young man was certainly not there to surrender.
“Marshal Martin, I, Lord Ye Yinzhu of Qin City, representing Qin City and also the Eastern Dragon Empire, hereby challenge your nation to the Battle of the Six Paths.
Tomorrow morning, when the sun rises, will be the first day the challenge mences.”
Ye Yinzhu’s voice, carried by his unique spiritual magic, spread far and wide.
Not only did Marshal Martin and his officers hear it, but every soldier in their camp behind them, as well as Qin City over twenty miles away, awoke to this astounding announcement.
“What did you say?” Martin’s voice was filled with shock, and the plexion of Princess Xiang Luan by his side drained of all color.
Her delicate body swayed, and only with Oliveira’s support was she saved from collapsing to the ground.
Ye Yinzhu looked indifferently at Martin and the others and said solemnly, “The Battle of Bewitching City, the Six Paths- tomorrow at dawn, we shall decide the victor.” He left those words behind, and as his gaze swept past Xiang Luan, she caught a glimpse of apology in his eyes.
In mid-air, a blurry golden light descended from the sky and enveloped Ye Yinzhu’s figure.
Without emitting any aura, it made his figure seem all the taller.
The Six Paths—this was a duel akin to the tribulation of the Six Paths of Reincarnation.
At the moment when Ye Yinzhu issued the challenge, the special covenant had already been formed.
Ye Yinzhu left, heading towards Qin City; his silhouette cast a long shadow on the ground under the sunlight.
Martin and everyone around him froze their gaze on this somewhat aloof yet utterly resolute silhouette.
Deep inside, each one of them felt an unprecedented admiration well up.
The Battle of Bewitching City, the Six Paths—were the ultimate showdown between the strongest on the Ryuzakinus Continent.
It was a way of bating that transcended all laws and the legal systems of nations, a legendary method of bat akin to that of the gods.
The Six Paths consisted of six battles: Cavalry Battle, Magic Battle, War of Martial Skills, Magical Beast Battle, Group Battle, and the prehensive Battle.
The six battles were to take place over six days—this was an inherently unfair challenge.
Except for the Group Battle, the challenger could only send one person to fight in each of the six styles of bat on six consecutive days.
On the other hand, the challenged party could select the best from their ranks, each adept in the style of the respective battle.
If the challenger lost, there was only one oute—death.
Furthermore, the power backing the challenger would vanish into thin air, not even qualified to resist.
However harsh the Six Paths were, should the challenger win, the benefits they would receive were tremendously great.
Upon the challenger’s victory, the challenged party must not attack the challenger’s side for six years, securing a temporary peace agreement.
At the same time, they must pensate the challenger with six cities or equivalent wealth.
Hence the name, the Battle of Bewitching City.
The bat method of the Six Paths existed since the War of Destruction, its origins lost to time.
Yet, no one had ever defied the Six Paths.
Once a challenge was issued, the challenged must face the battle.
For the Ryuzakinus Continent, this was the will of the gods.
Of course, the challenge of the Six Paths was extremely difficult, and even the mightiest fighters would struggle to win in each distinct form of bat.
Even for the Masters of Faran’s Seventh Tower, if they were only to pete in martial skills, they might not necessarily be able to defeat a Zi rank Martial Artist.
That day, as everything took a turn for the worse, with the Eastern Dragon Empire facing imminent destruction shortly after its founding, and the inhabitants of Qin City no longer able to continue living in this paradise, it was Ye Yinzhu who thought of the Battle of Bewitching City, the Six Paths.
Was he confident?
Of course not; six battles in six days, pletely distinct and unfair fights.
Let alone himself, probably no one on the Continent would be confident.
But Ye Yinzhu knew, this was the best way to solve all problems.
If he could win, there would be no need for the Eastern Dragon Empire to fall.
With the Burna Mountain Range within the Milan Empire, and Milan refraining from attacking Qin City for six years, it would give Qin City ample time to prepare.
Furthermore, other nations on the Continent would definitely not cross Milan to attack Qin City.
Also, the native inhabitants of Qin City would be able to continue living there, not forced to leave.
In another light, for Milan’s perspective, regardless of the oute of the Battle of Bewitching City, the Six Paths, their army of three hundred thousand would not suffer any loss.
Naturally, it was the best oute for the beleaguered Milan.
Hence, on that day when Ye Yinzhu left alone, he had already made his decision.
The Battle of Bewitching City, the Six Paths, would be the final battle in this crisis.
Victory was indeed the best oute, but if he failed, then before Qin City, that would be his final resting place.
As a leader, if he couldn’t protect his own territory, what was the point of living?
Princess Xiang Luan looked pale as she watched Ye Yinzhu gradually recede into the distance, desolately saying, “Yin Zhu, is this your answer to me?
Is this truly your answer to me?
Why?
Why do you value your life so little?”
Oliveira sighed and said, “If he had chosen to surrender, then he wouldn’t be Ye Yinzhu.
The Battle of Bewitching City, the Six Paths, the ultimate challenge of the strongest.
To witness such a battle in one’s life, one could consider not having lived in vain.
To propose such a challenge requires immense courage and strength.”
Marshal Martin, too, watched as Ye Yinzhu departed, the light of respect in his eyes growing ever stronger, “Issue my mand, halt all military actions.
Follow me back to the tent and let’s discuss the batants for the Six Paths.”
Ye Yinzhu felt very relaxed.
Once he had issued the Six Paths challenge to the army of the Milan Empire, to Marshal Martin, his mind had pletely eased.
No matter what, this was the best solution he could think of.
Back when he was at the Milan Magic Martial Academy, when he had read about the Six Paths in the Royal Library of Milan City, he had wondered what kind of hero would initiate such a challenge.
Yet unexpectedly, just after a year, he was about to make it a reality himself.
Qin City, when Ye Yinzhu walked into the Burna Mountain Range and saw Qin City, he saw his rades, as well as the formidable members of the Eight Eastern Dragon Clans.
Along with the warriors of the Eight Eastern Dragon Clans and the various clans’ people in Qin City.
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