Peace Order

Chapter 1826 - 87: Heroes Rise Amidst Chaos

Yue Qianfeng said: "Shall we join our blades to kill these vanguard troops?"

General Xue said: "We can also use their blades to deplete ours."

"Tsk tsk tsk, it’s somewhat like the death row camp from hundreds of years ago, consuming us."

"I see these people seem to come from all walks, many are elite, yet also bear the styles of different families, interesting, is Jiang Wanxiang planning to use our hands to kill those cumbersome noble families under his rule?"

Yue Qianfeng was silent and said: "What should we do?"

General Xue said: "What do you think?"

Yue Qianfeng said: "The enemy has come, unavoidable, naturally, we should fight."

General Xue said: "Indeed."

"However, we have other methods, simply acting according to the opponent’s strategic objective will always place us in a passive position, hehe, they want to use these noble families as pawns for a double-edged strategy, we will test our mechanisms against them."

"Bring up all the Mo School’s mechanisms!"

"Follow the battle formation initiated by Lu Youxian."

General Xue was the commander, once the world’s number one divine general, even in those chaotic times, he hadn’t yet stepped into martial arts legend, yet his sharp eyes and strategic insight as a top commander remained.

Under Prince Qin’s seven years of support, sparing no expense.

The Gongsun Family and the Mo School’s mechanical techniques evolved, already revealing their power, both sides slaughtered outside this city, using the formation leader’s formation and the Mo School’s mechanical techniques, the Qilin Army successfully withstood these days of attacks.

Meanwhile, Yuwen Lie and He Ruoqinhu also wore down that batch of army from the noble family forces, cleared the sediment of the Central State emerged by Jiang Wanxiang, the remnants of the eight hundred-year Red Emperor’s dukes and marquises disappeared.

Thereafter is the contention for the entire world.

After the prelude that both sides vaguely sensed came to an end, the main play began, the Divine General Yuwen Lie, He Ruoqinhu stepped onto the battlefield, also holding the deceased emperors’ last wishes.

Even though Jiang Wanxiang ultimately foresaw his death, the hope for this battlefield was hard to fulfill.

But Yuwen Lie, He Ruoqinhu still fought with determination, led Ying Country’s true elite, stepped onto this chaotic battlefield, fought with all might, General Xue’s expression was heavy, yet he ordered Yue Qianfeng, Li Zhaowen, Xiao Wuliang, Chen Wenmian, Duan Qingyu, five war generals to go into battle.

On the battlefield, the killing intent was sky-high, the clamoring of blades and swords seemed to pour with the resolve of history, trembling ceaselessly, even though with the support of the great formation, five against three, they were not opponents.

Only, whenever Yuwen Lie and his men were about to severely injure the opponent.

Arrows would fall like streams of light.

The humming of bowstrings was like the low growl of a fierce tiger.

General Xue, holding the Breaking Cloud Sky-shattering Bow, stood atop the city gate for assistance, his eyes calm, yet faintly sensing, in such a situation, Jiang Wanxiang still did not appear.

"Still fishing..."

"Or rather, Jiang Wanxiang, has died on the way."

General Xue saw through the hidden situation, murmured:

"Using numerous noble families as vanguard ’death camps’, war generals charge the formation, still courageous, yet faintly revealing a sense of sadness, it seems, the Sword God’s last sword, completely severed Jiang Wanxiang’s grand wish."

The old Siming was silent, usually carefree, yet still unused to parting.

He didn’t know what kind of emotion to have about Murong Longtu’s last sword, was it magnificent, was it courageous, was it overbearing, or was it without complaint or regret.

The martial world, the world, two final strong persons, had they almost fallen at the same time?

General Xue put down the battle bow and said: "The truth and illusion are apparent."

"Jiang Wanxiang is dead, the noble family’s vanguard army has been exhausted, Ying Country’s military strength is no longer sufficient to repress us, this predicament here is about to be resolved, strike while the iron is hot, then decline, finally exhaust, as long as this battle forces the enemy to retreat, their morale will collapse."

"Yuwen Lie, He Ruoqinhu, will have no choice but to retreat."

"Their soldiers are not machines and mechanisms."

"They will grow weary, even if it’s a double-edge strategy, for Ying Country’s soldiers, it’s also the death of comrades, it will have a huge impact on morale, haha, in this, because I am mechanical, they are not mechanical, so they used worldly methods."

The old Siming’s face changed dramatically, wanting to intercept but couldn’t stop it.

General Xue seriously said:

"It truly makes one burst into laughter."

The formation leader curled his lips.

But Yuan Zhi, responsible for maintaining the city defense with the Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation, whispered: "...but, right now, our five generals are still no match for the opposing three great generals..."

Or rather, it was Duan Qingyu desperately blocking Qin Yulong.

Yue Qianfeng, Li Zhaowen facing off against Yuwen Lie.

Chen Wenmian, Xiao Wuliang confronting He Ruoqinhu.

All three fronts were at a disadvantage.

General Xue reached out, grasped the Fierce Tiger Sky Shouting Halberd, the mechanical hand yet maintained a composed demeanor like back then, Guan Shier’s lips trembled, the old Siming realized something, slightly painfully closed his eyes.

Only one person could stop the deadlock here.

Duke Xue.

The world’s number one divine general General Xue’s final battle.

General Xue raised his eyebrows, laughed aloud: "Hahaha, what do you all look like, I am already a dead person, to have this battle, is such a joyous thing."

"The tumult of the world, many predicaments naturally me, these old ones, shall go first."

"Only with blood and sword can the world in chaos be opened."

"Gentlemen——"

General Xue stood atop the city, back to the old Siming, Guan Shier, Whale Hunter, paused his voice slightly, smilingly said: