Free Web NovelChapter 2146: Chapter 220: Live as a Duke, Die as Xiufeng (2)
How could it be possible for everyone to be fearless? But the moment the Steel Back Formation was formed, it had already denied the separation of the soldiers.
All three thousand Xia Army officers and soldiers were bound together, silently submerged in the wave of the Qi Army.
Meanwhile, Song Xuewu, leading his troops to form the String Blade Formation, suddenly burst into flames of blood.
The Myriad Unity Boiling Blood Formation demands very little from the soldiers, as it only requires the soldiers to provide the power of blood and energy, without any other effort.
The blood and energy burned like firewood, blazing fiercely. All the power of the Soldier Slayer controlled by Song Xuewu, his blood and energy, his Path Origin, gathered towards Tai Yin atop the mountain.
Red light and flying blood connected to the mountaintop like blood-colored ribbons, pouring into the blood-colored Array Plate before Tai Yin.
From a distance, it looked like the great flag representing the Da Xia Empire, already soaked in blood, with thousands of strands of blood light fluttering over the mighty She Mountain!
Because of the extreme pain, Song Xuewu’s face was contorted beyond recognition. Yet he shouted loudly, "General! Will my name, Song Xuewu, be remembered in history?!"
The entire String Blade Formation was ignited.
Within the military formation, there was one roar after another.
"I am Li Aniu!"
"I am Wei Guozhong!"
"I am Du Long!"
...
The three thousand overlapping voices sounded like a thousand voices, yet like one voice, so noisy yet so orderly. As the entire String Blade Formation burned, it exploded together!
And then, together, it vanished.
Leading troops in the mountain pass was Wu Yuming, who first received orders to blast the mountain and later received orders to retreat—according to the flag command, his unit was to be the second to retreat, and simultaneously had to prepare to block the enemy.
Someone as mediocre as he was had to use all his might to meet Tai Yin’s demands.
And now, Tai Yin changed the orders to a death battle at She Mountain!
He actually let out a sigh of relief.
Finally, he didn’t have to worry...about meeting General Tai Yin’s demands!
Going to death, what’s there to call "difficult"?
"General, Old Wu goes ahead, in the next life I will fight under your command again...a glorious battle!"
The battle at Noon Sun City, it truly was exhilarating...
In the roar, Wu Yuming also ignited the Soldier Slayer, boiling his blood and energy. This Soldier Slayer was like an oil cauldron, ignited by a spark, and in an instant, the blood and energy burned like a prairie fire.
What happened on the peak of She Mountain could not escape the eyes of the Qi.
The upheaval caused by the Myriad Unity Boiling Blood Formation was indeed magnificent!
Boundless blood and energy power roared out, blocking the advancing Ouyang Yong. frёeωebɳovel.com
He was somewhat surprised, but only slightly so.
These forces, although vast, were mixed and impure...they could only slightly slow his speed, fundamentally changing nothing. Even if he wanted to expend a bit more power, this delay would not exist.
But he, after all, was the State Minister of Rong Country, summoned to this place—after the fall of Yang Country, Rong Country, compared to before, was less free than ever. In the Battle of Star Moon Plain, the young genius Lin Xian was summoned, and in the Fa Xia battle not only did the State Minister have to go to war, but they also had to dispatch troops.
Of course, Qi Country always treated the participating nations generously. Following Qi Country’s conquest was an important channel for many small countries in the Eastern Region to accumulate national resources.
However, to Ouyang Yong at this moment, being in the Qi Army, yet not a person of Qi. When contending for merits, of course, one should contend. Now the military merits were already in hand, risking life and death was unnecessary.
Reducing some expenditure was equivalent to earning more resources for Rong Country.
"Stubborn and ignorant! I must personally eliminate these fledglings!" he shouted, his broad sleeves waving as he climbed the mountain.
Though his aura was grand and his momentum unmatched, he fought as he moved.
As the commander of this Qi Army, Xie Baoshu finally emerged, flying above the military formation, his long hair wildly dancing. With Mad Song Divine Power, he reinforced his righteous and truthful words of the Confucianist Gate to give a ’warning’—
"Tai Yin, do not kill brave men for a hollow name! Stop now, and you can still save the lives of your soldiers. I can assure, you will not die! Ensure your Tai Clan remains wealthy!"
The Heart of Confucius and Truthful Words is the orthodox Dao Technique of the Confucianist Gate, known for holding the heart and questioning the Dao, awakening the lost, a method of influencing hearts through sound. Xie Baoshu urged it with the Mad Song Divine Power, a power not to be underestimated.
But beneath the mountain and river flag, Tai Yin remained silent.
He didn’t even give Xie Baoshu a glance.
The Xia Army officers and soldiers he brought to She Mountain numbered ten thousand three hundred seventy-two.
These people, all tied their lives together, trusted his decision, and fought with him.
All these comrades he ought to be responsible for, the voices within the Myriad Unity Boiling Blood Formation...he heard each and every one.
Tears couldn’t even swell before they were forced back.
For at this moment, he needed clearer eyes!
For the first time in his life, he seriously looked again at this part of the world.
Everything and everyone became very slow...
The mighty Qi Army, the spectacular Xia Army, the mountain wind and bright moon, the long night and mountain stones.
He still gazed at Ouyang Yong, striding up the mountain, still able to sense the other’s strength, yet his Spirit was no longer wavering!
The Myriad Unity Boiling Blood Formation transmitted a continuous flow of power, each piece of power representing a fallen warrior.
This power supported him, allowing him to stand firm, giving him the qualification to face the enemy.
He saw everything clearly!
In the world, everything leaves a trace. freёwebnovel.com
From the mountains and rivers to the grass and flies.
Like the wind crossing the territory, like the water flowing through the land.
The veins of leaves, the trajectory of dancing butterflies...even the emotions generated from loving, hating, expecting, or tiring of someone.
People leave traces, events leave marks.
When Tai Yin was very young, he could see all this.
