Chapter 334

"Mu Yi, are we really going to do this?"

The group traveled through the mountains, and Senida asked doubtfully.

"Warfare is deception; to win a battle, one cannot rely solely on frontal confrontation!", Mu Yi replied with a smile.

"But the city defenses..." Senida worried.

"Don't worry, Brother Yang Tiancheng is also a senior general; it's not so easy to fail!"

Mu Yi comforted Senida, while a large troop followed closely behind them.

The Threefold Divine Wind is an extremely useful ability; the wind and sand that obscure the sky make it hard to discern reality within the city. Mu Yi left behind his incense clone to maintain the Yellow-haired Weasel's divine ability, while he himself led elite troops on a detour through the mountains.

To better exert combat power, Mu Yi only brought five thousand Ice Disaster Barbarians, as well as the strong external aid of Silver Moon Princess Lily and Dragon Slayer La Ge Na.

The Ice Disaster troop type is very powerful, but the problem is also prominent: they find it difficult to cooperate with other units.

After all, the environment they need for combat is completely different from other troop types; low temperature is beneficial for them, but for other creatures it is not so comfortable.

Mu Yi was not needlessly worried; originally he did not care about the Beastman Army's affairs.

Although the Beastman Army came with great momentum, with the Threefold Divine Wind present, the probability of them breaking through Cold Leaf City is extremely low.

But for some unknown reason, Mu Yi felt uneasy; even though he invited many allies via the net, his heart remained extremely uneasy.

He wielded the Two Divine Abilities of Threefold Divine Wind and Heaven-covering Great Fog; even if the Beastman side used divine techniques, Mu Yi had confidence to hold them off.

But that unease could not be dispelled.

After thinking it over, Mu Yi decided to take the initiative; he was certain that the source of his unease lay with the Beastman Army.

Since the source of unease has been found, then war it is.

The five thousand Ice Disaster Barbarians were merely for show; the true main force was still the Ten Thousand Human Path Army that Mu Yi could carry with him.

The Beastman Army's siege method was quite orderly, not seeming rushed; they continually bombarded the walls with siege engines, seemingly intending to breach the city before attacking.

Mu Yi also liked to wear them down, arranging for Chuyi to intermittently repair the city walls, creating the illusion that the enemy was growing weaker; then he himself, under the cover of the Threefold Divine Wind, sneaked to the mountains beside the city.

"There really are a lot of wild beasts in these mountains!"

Mu Yi punched the giant beast in front of him, sending it flying; his power penetrated straight through its surface to its interior, and the beast's organs burst one after another, bursting like bubbles.

Although, the biggest reason they chose to detour via the mountains was to use the beast tide to conceal their movements.

But this also meant they had to face the constant impact of the beast tide.

However, as the saying goes, everything has its pros and cons; previously, the Buddhist Sect gathered mountain beasts into a massive beast tide that attacked Cold Leaf City, which actually reduced the density of wild beasts in the mountains by a large margin.

Even though beasts from farther away were drawn by the disturbance of the secret pillar, overall there were far fewer of them.

"Why don't you withdraw the troops?" Se Ni Da waved the refined ice flail, shattering several corpses frozen into ice statues, and asked oddly.

He knew Mu Yi could have contained the ice disaster brutes with a barrier, but Mu Yi didn't, leaving him puzzled.

After all, without the main army's delay, they could have circled to the rear of the orc horde at full speed.

"Se Ni Da, even if we're in a hurry, we still need some preparation!"

Mu Yi pointed at the brutes who were clearing the battlefield.

"Haven't you noticed? Their growth rate has surpassed any previous moment!"

Se Ni Da, after being reminded, suddenly understood: countless ice disaster breakthroughs had occurred in the past two days; he had originally thought they were progress from the spreading of the smelting talent technique, after all many ice disaster brutes had already honed their talents to the extreme, only lacking the final step.

After Mu Yi's reminder, she realized that many brutes had already advanced from first‑level smelting to second‑level smelting; even though experience could be sought, the speed of this progress was far too rapid.

"A grand war ceremony!"

Princess Liliana Brenda, leaning slightly, said, as a well‑versed mage she sees far more than Se Ni Da.

She could feel the whole world shrouded in a massive ceremony; within it, anyone who follows the war ritual gains tremendous advancement.

It's as if war opened the world's primordial Pandora's box; regardless of what kind of cultivator one is, they can achieve full growth in war.

Not only the ice disaster brutes, but also La Ge Na, Se Ni Da, and even she have gained considerable benefit, all because they are enveloped in this world‑based ceremony.

At that point, Lily couldn't help but look at Ao Mo under Mu Yi's command, who was sitting cross‑legged in meditation, his aura obscure and indistinct.

"The dragon under your command is probably close to advancing to Legend, aren't you?" Lily asked with a complicated tone.

Beside them, La Ge Na's expression was also complicated; his view of dragon beings hadn't changed, but after certain events, he could now treat them more cautiously.

Legend, for him, is a hurdle he still hasn't been able to overcome.

A dragon Below Legend, for him, can be slain with a wave of the hand, but a dragon Above Legend can kill him in an instant.

He can only accumulate, building the foundation that propels one from the mundane straight to Legend.

"Hmm, after this battle ends, it should be about done!"

Mu Yi felt somewhat relieved; his subordinate was finally about to give birth to a capable war general. Ao Mo, who was poor at combat at first and could only support, now advancing to Legend as a war general meant extraordinary significance for him.

He taught Ao Mo all the remaining Legend blood, hoping to help him breakthrough quickly, and Ao Mo indeed was just one step away from Legend as he had thought.

It could even be said that once Ao Mo's true dragon bloodline is fully activated, he will instantly achieve Legend.

Boom!!!

As Mu Yi's party continued onward, the heavens and earth suddenly changed color; accompanied by a strange sound, the clouds churned, and a massive, snarling giant scorpion emerged within layers of black clouds, its cold pupils bearing icy murderous intent.

"These orcs actually came up with this idea!"

Mu Yi furrowed his brows; no wonder he felt uneasy—these orcs disregard martial ethics, appearing to siege by proper tactics while actually invoking gods through sacrifice.

Although this world is separated from the divine realm, genuine deities themselves have descended into view; the Samadhi Divine Wind may no longer be able to block them.

As expected, the moment the giant scorpion appeared, a scorpion tail shot down from the sky, piercing Mu Yi's incense‑golden body and the yellow‑furred ferret in an instant.

Mu Yi let out a muted hum; the destruction of both affected him to some degree.

Looking at the clouds above the sky gradually receding, Mu Yi's complexion turned sour; he despised this mechanized divine descent.

The scene seemed to mock them; no matter what they did, it was meaningless before the gods.

In fact, that appeared to be true; whatever methods they used, the orcs could simply pray to the deity and break through.

"Then let's see how long your god can actually protect you!" Mu Yi's eyes flashed with cold light.

Wei Qing, this great deity, has pulled off such a big move, all for the purpose of killing gods; the more these gods flaunt their might, the worse their fate will be.

"Cancel the rest, the whole army continues forward! Our time is running out now!"

Mu Yi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth; without the Samadhi Divine Wind, the beastmen army will surely launch a full-scale attack, and we must speed up.

Although I don't know why this scorpion god didn't discover the secret technique's pillar, Mu Yi has a feeling that if the beastmen side discovers it, it will bring great trouble.

Mu Yi directly deployed a barrier, packing all the soldiers inside, then hurried along the direction seen through the Thousand-mile Eye penetrating the mountain range.

On the front battlefield, the beastmen are launching a full-scale attack.

Unlike the previous probing, this is an all-out assault.

The deity personally displayed a divine sign; for these beastmen believers it is a terrifying boost, and driven by fanatical faith, the beastmen's main formation's momentum surges straight to the heavens.

The beastmen army charged the city with a fearless posture, that overwhelming momentum like mountains and seas overturning makes one cannot help but feel awed.

"Fire! Get ready for battle!" Yang Tiancheng calmly issued the command.

As Mu Yi said, he is actually a senior general; the failure in the siege was more due to discord in orders between them, leading to a great defeat.

If unified under Yang Tiancheng's command, they would certainly not end up like that.

Now, after being authorized by Mu Yi, Yang Tiancheng can finally unleash his talents without reservation.

A rain of whistling arrows shot forth toward the beastmen; the beastmen who fanatically worship the deity, willing to clear all obstacles for the god, all roared as they charged through the arrow storm, even if comrades beside them were blown apart by the arrows, these fanatics showed not the slightest hesitation.

At this moment, life is like a wave in the tide, unable to move anyone; only the beastmen's frenzied rising momentum makes everyone feel their scalps go numb.

"The great Marzicasa is watching us!"

The frenzied beastmen displayed a surging momentum, truly like a wave that seemed capable of engulfing the entire city.

The arrow rain unleashed by the archer corps arranged by Yang Tiancheng did not block the beastmen believers who fight for the god, having already devoted everything to the deity; under the god's gaze, these believers fear no death.

With crimson eyes and a manic momentum, showing no fear whatsoever, everything ahead is merely a heresy blocking the god's path.

Not only Yang Tiancheng, but all officers of Military Strategist background now furrow their brows, feeling an inexplicable anger at this sight.

"Keep the arrow rain suppressing them, sword-and-shield troops, spearmen form a formation to block them!"

Yang Tiancheng roared as he commanded his subordinates to fire arrows for suppression, and he gathered his elite troops to set up lines of defense, forming successive barriers to engage in melee with the beastmen believers who had stormed the walls.

From the start both sides went all out, the entire front line fell into a stalemate, making it impossible to see who would win.

The two surging torrents of people collided; in just an instant, hundreds of lives were crushed to the ground, unable to rise again.

"For Marzicasa!"

A beastmen fanatic pierced in the chest and abdomen by a spear roared at the soldiers' spear, relying on some unknown source of immense strength, he loudly proclaimed the god's name and, embracing the soldier, leapt off the wall.

Yang Tiancheng held a spear, leading his personal guards in a steady formation forward; with each step his momentum rose, and he frenziedly swept aside and flung forward the beastmen believers before him.

"Bang!"

A dull explosion sounded, Yang Tiancheng stumbled back several steps, and a beastmen Legend appeared before him, lunging straight at him.

"I've been waiting for you!"

A hint of coldness appeared on Yang Tiancheng's face; he had anticipated this, so he had prepared a killing move in advance.

As the opponent lunged at him, Yang Tiancheng burst forth with all his Inner Qi to strike the foe down from the wall, signaling the elite archers crouched behind him; then, as the beastmen Legend leapt back onto the wall, over five hundred ready elite archers drew their bows and shot at him.

"Go die!"

Yang Tiancheng, without sparing Cloud Energy, drew it to suppress the beastmen Legend, instantly suppressing the opponent's strength while hundreds of arrows aimed at various parts of him, in the moment he could not dodge, enveloped him!

"No!"

The beastmen Legend let out a miserable cry, watching the arrows coming head-on frenetically burst forth with internal energy, but suppressed by Cloud Energy he could not react as usual, only able to watch helplessly as the arrow rain fell upon him.

"Die!"

Yang Tiancheng leapt with all his might, directly piercing the beastmen Legend's chest with his spear; a double blow, and the Legend fell in an instant.

"Idiot!"

Yang Tiancheng sneered; even earlier in the battle they had discovered that the beastmen's Legends often rely on their strength to charge at the front line.

If it were in this world, it wouldn't matter much; only a Legend can deal with a Legend.

But on a battlefield shrouded in Cloud Energy, to still rush to the front line is nothing short of courting death.

A simple ambush, combined with the extreme suppression of Cloud Energy, instantly caused a Legend to die an untimely death.

The death of the beastmen Legend did not shake the beastmen army; rather, because of the Legend's death they became even more frenzied.

Even someone of Yang Tiancheng's strength suffered successive injuries in the frenzied battle.

"Keep fighting!"

After slaying a Transcendent beastman who traded life for wound before him, Yang Tiancheng covered the wound on his chest and loudly issued the command.

The beastmen's frenzy far exceeded his imagination; these beastmen, unafraid to sacrifice their lives, completely ignored the gap between Legend and Transcendent, frenziedly attacking him, even if it cost them their lives, just to leave a wound on his body.

"Brother Mu, if you don't act now, we won't be able to hold on here!"

Yang Tiancheng gazed toward the rear of the beastmen army, thinking silently, his spear in hand never ceasing; having fought to this point, there is no room for retreat—one step back means death.

The gradually overwhelmed defenders could only place their hopes on the vanished Mu Yi and his companions.