Origin Paradise!

More than yielding to his bottom line, he couldn't accept losing to a previously inactive member of the imperial family.

On the city wall of Dongyang.

Pei Yuye slowly loosened his clenched fist.

Although the number of Dengfeng troops still overwhelmingly exceeded that of the enemy, once the flanking maneuver failed and the central army was left vulnerable, the outcome was no longer in doubt unless a meteorite fell from the sky.

He pointed to the battlefield outside the city and said to the clan members:

"He Dengfeng surrendered first, and then committed the dirty deeds of driving away and killing refugees and attacking the city. He betrayed the country and harmed the people. All his reputation and achievements in the first half of his life have been lost. Therefore, he is eager to prove himself and regain his meaning and confidence."

"The specific manifestation and only way out lies in the military affairs that the general is good at. Therefore, he is particularly bold this time. He first used the crane wings and then the fish scales, clearly intending to devour Prince Yong and his direct private army."

"If he wins this great victory, he can tell himself: I am capable, it's just that the Southern Liang doesn't know my worth. If I switch sides, I can live quite well in the Northern Wei. Even if I am condemned as a traitor, at least I am a famous general."

Pei Weidu seemed to understand but not quite, scratching his head. Regardless of the content, at least the elder's earnest advice showed that it was important.

Pei Yuye sighed, "What a pity."

Unfortunately, Prince Yong was exceptionally fierce. Even if the General of Dengfeng survives this time, he will undoubtedly be crippled. This guy may not have realized that Prince Yong dared to charge straight into the central army's trap when the Tiange Army was not far away. He is probably clearer about Prince Yong's current military intentions than the General himself.

Boom boom boom!

On the battlefield, the five thousand Dengfeng soldiers caught in the pincer attack watched helplessly as the enemy attacked their commander. The outcome would be life or death in a mere quarter of an hour. The shrewd garrison commanders had already turned and fled.

Iron cavalry attacks, bloodthirsty and ferocious.

"My lord, leave quickly!"

A heavily armored, burly man rushed out of the command platform, activating his innate secret technique at the peak of the third realm of gold. A phantom of a striped tiger transformed into a halberd and smashed down with all his might, causing the top-grade Yang steel armor on his body to crack and creak.

The martial arts world is no match for military formations, and armor plays a significant role in this. A set of top-grade Yang Steel Armor is worth 3000 taels of silver, and it is difficult for a normal third-realm expert to break through it. However, the cost is too high, and even large families cannot equip themselves with it. Their direct line private armies are basically equipped with second-grade armor.

At that moment, the burly man leaped off the command platform, displaying extraordinary ferocity.

Jiang He didn't even look. He simply swept the black blade in his hand, and the devouring force pulled the strong man's body out of thin air, causing him to lose his balance. He then flicked his hand and chopped the strong man to pieces in an instant.

No technique is needed; a single, effortless strike is all it takes to kill.

Rumble!

Several skeletal dragon riders smashed the command platform, and the Dengfeng general fell to the ground, his expression ashen and lifeless. Unfortunately, no one in the evil guards cared about him, and as they charged past, they trampled him into a bloody pulp.

At the forefront of the battlefield, due to a single charge, tens of thousands of Dengfeng soldiers fled in disarray, with people everywhere and chaos reigning.

But the Tiange Army remained steadfast; they had never surrendered or become homeless dogs.

Without giving them a chance to catch their breath, let alone clean up the battlefield, ten thousand Tiange cavalrymen charged forward at a steady pace. The commander of the hundred-man army had an extremely keen sense of war, and he accurately seized the fleeting opportunity when the enemy's charge was slowed down.

A massive, dark torrent of iron cavalry surged forth, divided into three tiers.

"Tidal Wave Formation, Kill!" the centurion roared.

The fierce guards showed no weakness.

The first round of hedging was three thousand against three thousand.

Both sides were surrounded by enemies, and the sound of horses' hooves was like muffled thunder, almost deafening them.

Deng Deng Deng!

On his skeletal warhorse, panting and galloping, Jiang He thrust his blade skyward, channeling his inner energy into lightning. He unleashed the Dragon Spear Technique: Ten Thousand Prisons, sending jets of energy, as thick as millstones, crashing down from the sky and crushing the five hundred riders ahead into dust, relieving pressure on his guards in various positions.

boom!

The two cavalrymen passed each other. A'da's face was fierce and menacing. He wielded two hammers and swung them around and smashed them repeatedly without regard for the cost. He showed no mercy in his strength as a fourth-level sub-hero. He rode his horse to clear the way and smashed hundreds of iron cavalrymen to pieces. Corpses flew everywhere.

A warrior at the peak of the third realm, whose martial arts ranked as a centurion, wielded his sword like a snake, slaying nine vicious guards. Ah Er turned his horse and charged straight at him with his spear. The spearhead tore through the enemy's right arm. Before the centurion could recover from his shock, the power of poison swept through his body, and he immediately fell from his horse, turning into a puddle of pus.

In the first round of clashes, the two sides traded 200 for 1,400. The loss of over 100 casualties was undoubtedly the biggest loss since the establishment of the Evil Guard. A certain person and two Evil Generals bore the greatest pressure.

The skeletal dragon riders continued forward.

Suddenly, Jiang He turned his body, the giant bow in his hand curved like a full moon, and an extremely dazzling arrow of powerful energy shot out.

boom!

The centurion, who was still congratulating himself on having dodged three experts, suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest. He looked down, his face blank, and saw that his chest was empty. In an instant, the force exploded, and he was blown to pieces.

The second round of mutual collisions followed immediately.

With the exchange of 300 for 1100, the damage to the Evil Guards increases significantly as their energy and stamina are depleted.

But it was General Hou who was truly heartbroken.

On the general's platform, General Hou's expression was unusually gloomy. The loss of 2,500 skilled cavalrymen could very well affect the subsequent strategic advance.

"Arrow battalion, prepare!"

In view of the situation, the final round of collisions has begun.

Of the four thousand Heavenly Cavalry this time, a full thousand Hundred-Guard Iron Cavalry served as the main force, many of which had two people riding on their horses, and more than two hundred Demonic Sect disciples stepped onto the battlefield.

boom!

The iron cavalry surged forward, colliding from both sides.

Integration, interweaving, and downfall.

Crushed, struck, and thundered.

In the midst of extreme chaos, the thunderous roar of horses seemed to tear the earth apart. Spears pierced the twilight, and iron blades cleaved through the blood mist. Occasionally, warhorses from both sides reared up, veins bulging on their necks, their neighs mingling with the crackling of shattering armor, creating crimson ripples in the sky above the battlefield.

The chest of the fierce guards in the front row was pierced by a spear, and blood splattered onto the visor of their comrades behind them. One by one, the Hundred-Guard Iron Cavalrymen were stabbed, and flying bone fragments grazed the ears of their own cavalrymen. The iron hooves of the warhorses crushed the throat bones of the fallen, raising dust containing fragments of internal organs.

The demonic sect disciples attacked one after another, and A-Da and A-Er fought back. The two sides fought each other fiercely, turning the surrounding area into a murky ochre color.

boom!

A thin, extremely sharp blade line appeared.

Jiang He's energy level dropped drastically by half, and her physical strength was even worse.

The sub-legendary-level, enraged, amplified spatial slash finally cut a crack in the space of the world of the struggle for supremacy.

The blade swept across, tearing cavalrymen in two along its path. Countless corpses fell to the ground, blood gushing like a fountain. With a single strike, nearly two thousand cavalrymen perished, with the Hundred-Guard Iron Cavalry being the most targeted.

The not-so-dazzling blade light seemed to silence the entire battlefield, as if time had stopped.

Mr. Jian's eyes were extremely heavy.

General Hou's eyes were bloodshot.

There were no cheers from the top of Dongyang City. Pei Yuye and the others looked at each other, almost speechless.

When the sound of horses' hooves returned to my ears.

From the belly of a warhorse, a demonic elder, reeking of blood, burst forth. Amidst the exploding blood mist, he struck his enemy with a palm strike. He activated the Moon Secret Technique of the Sun and Moon Demonic Sect, and his body emitted a bright moonlight—this was the Radiant Moon Body.

A crescent moon slipped from the palm of my hand.

The silver light was extremely sharp, severing someone's black knife and leaving an arm-length, bone-revealing wound on his chest.

But in the next moment, the powerful energy stitched the wound shut, and Jiang He, with a calm expression, pointed out with a backhand.

The force reverberated within the ripples, repeatedly weaving together to form hundreds of powerful spears that manifested around the elder of the Demonic Sect. Then, they all suddenly fell together, blasting one of them to death.

Swish swish!

The elder of the demonic sect grasped the moon with both hands, shattering the Qi spear back and forth. Any one of his attacks could instantly kill a peak-level cultivator of the third realm. A Qi spear pierced through his chest, but the 80% reduction in total damage only left him severely injured.

Just as he was about to weather the crisis, a chilling gaze fell upon him. Jiang He dismounted and charged, activating the Heavenly Hunter, a speed surpassing even the level of a sub-hero.

"Sword Master, save me!"

boom!

Jiang He swept past the enemy.

The combined power of two dragons and one elephant, along with the internal energy, made the hand strike so ferocious that it was indestructible.

From the gushing fountain of blood, a head flew up.

With the fall of the Demonic Sect elder, General Hou was the first to regain his senses and calmly issued the following order:

"Arrow Rain!"

Whoosh whoosh!

With rapid fire, arrows came crashing down like a tidal wave.

Nine suns floated in the air, their repulsive force acting like countless shields.

Jiang He turned and shot an arrow. The powerful arrow flew straight toward the general's platform. A middle-aged scholar opened his sword box, and a small dark green sword shot out, cutting the arrow in half. The force was transmitted from the tip of the sword to his body. He staggered back two steps, but only felt a slight tightness in his chest.

They are both considered as second-class heroes of the four realms and ten candidates for the world's top heroes, but they are vastly different from their peers.

"I'm back."

The Skeleton Dragon Riders turned back to the city, and the guards bent down and used their swords to snatch away the corpses, especially the centurion cavalry, the demonic cult disciples, and the strongmen in the army.

During this voyage out of the city, the Evil Guards suffered a third of their losses, but killed 5,300 cavalry and 3,700 infantry. One individual alone killed over 4,000 enemy soldiers, though his condition had severely deteriorated.

……

On the General's Platform.

The middle-aged scholar said, "Prince Yong may very well be qualified to fight to the death with a terrestrial immortal."

"It's alright, Lord Tiele is about to arrive." General Hou said solemnly, "Now is actually a good time to kill Prince Yong."

The middle-aged scholar looked surprised and said, "Didn't Lord Tiele lead his army to block enemy reinforcements? Why is he here?"

General Hou chuckled twice and replied, "It's not surprising that Southern Liang didn't send any reinforcements. If they had been united, these aristocratic families wouldn't have had to flee south in such a sorry state."

"Still fighting?" The middle-aged scholar couldn't help but raise his voice. Decades ago, eunuchs and civil officials fought fiercely in the court of the previous dynasty, which led to the rise of the Northern Wei dynasty. He felt that they should at least learn from this experience.

"To fight for the foundation of the nation," General Hou replied briefly, but then his eyes suddenly lit up.

"I've got it! Prince Yong is a prince!"

"The best strategy is to subdue the enemy without fighting; his opponents are not just us."

Chapter 560 Tenth Candidate on the World Ranking

September 10th, the 20th year of Yongqing.

For three consecutive days, the Tiange army besieged the area without launching an attack.

In the Yongwang Mansion in Dongyang City, Jiang He woke up in the Cunxin Hall of her bedroom, ending a quarter of an hour's rest, as dawn broke outside the window.

The Battle of the North City, being not a complete war, did not benefit the joint advancement mission. However, the good news is that valuable corpses were brought back, and the Skeleton Dragon Riders have recovered to three thousand in number.

In addition, including the 600 vicious soldiers captured in the Battle of Dengfeng City, and the 160 men in the Imperial Guard, the number of ordinary vicious soldiers reached 1,500, of which the recent beheading of violators in Dongyang City contributed significantly.

The current royal guards consist of half native creatures and half evil spirits, totaling three thousand people. They have also been given a formal name – the Yongwang Guard. This force, along with the Skeleton Dragon Riders, is stationed in the royal palace, making the entire palace look like a military camp rather than a place of luxury.

Jiang He stood up, his bones creaking.

"We have slain over four thousand enemy soldiers, and now we possess the power of three dragons and three elephants."

Sensing that someone had woken up, the white snake on the bedpost fell to the ground. The little girl in white, still half asleep, brought over toiletries, then skillfully took over the still-warm quilt, curled up, and fell asleep again in the blink of an eye.

The power of the Three Dragons and Three Elephants is many times greater than before. Jiang He spit out the mouthwash. He is aiming for the legendary level of the Power of Power, which is undoubtedly worth investing resources and effort in due to its versatility.

"Your Highness, Lord Pei has come to pay his respects, saying it is extremely urgent."

The chief secretary stood outside the dragon-patterned screen at the door to report.

"Dongyang City has fallen?" Jiang He asked casually.

"That's absolutely not the case." The chief clerk was embarrassed, but the situation wasn't that critical.

Fifteen minutes later, Jiang He arrived at the study.

Pei Yuye rose from his seat as a sign of respect, and noticing that the other person was alone, he couldn't help but say:

"Your Highness, why is there not even a personal servant in sight?"

"Everyone's sleeping, let's get down to business," Jiang He replied perfunctorily.

Pei Yuye took out two secret letters, one of which came with a top-grade steel box containing official seals and documents.

"The Prince's retainer, Third Master Jiang, is now the commander of the Southern Guard of Dongyang County, a third-rank official. The process was somewhat complicated, but my father's attitude was very firm."

Some setbacks are related to human relationships.