Chapter 765

"Charge!" Wu Tie swung his hand forward forcefully.

Before Wu Tie, the massive army gathered by the Snowy Plains Tribe Alliance had completely collapsed.

At the moment the Nine Heavens Supernatural Scripture Xuanming Grand Formation was shattered by Wu Tie, and at the moment the eleven Xuanming Ancestors were slain, all the Elders and warriors of the Snowy Plains Tribe Alliance lost their faith and fighting spirit instantly.

Not a single Elder gave an order; everyone turned in unison and fled as fast as they could.

Wu Tie immediately ordered pursuit and himself launched a fierce attack.

He had mastered the Xuanming Grand Dao and over a dozen corresponding heretical side paths; Wu Tie's cultivation was a genuine peak of the Tenth Heaven in the Divine Realm. With his current power, driving various divine artifacts, his strength was more than a hundred times greater than before.

The Primordial Crown spun slowly, and one after another Snowy Plains Tribe Elder mysteriously vanished, while pillars of light shot straight into the void.

A disc-shaped secret treasure hovered above Wu Tie's head, continually extracting the souls and bloodlines of the slain Snowy Plains Tribe Elders, condensing them into a precious rare treasure valued by the gods.

Lao Tie let out a sharp, long whistle, clad in the armor left by the Great Peng Bright King, wielding the Yin-Yang Divine Spear, and leading millions of Giant Divine Soldiers like a black torrent, he slammed into the Snowy Plains Tribe's great army.

Countless thumb-thick Chaos Fire Crossbows fired wildly across the sky, and on the ground countless clusters of firelight exploded with booms, blowing countless Snowy Plains warriors to pieces.

In the crimson eyes of the Giant Divine Soldiers, countless fine red lights flickered rapidly; the dense red light, like countless sharp blades, easily tore apart the fleeing Snowy Plains warriors.

A large group of dwarves, accustomed to slacking and cheating, straddled the racing Giant Divine Soldiers, wielding rune firearms, and blasted away at the enemies fleeing ahead with repeated bangs.

When the Giant Divine Soldiers ran, no matter how rugged the terrain, their upper bodies strangely maintained a constant height and angle, making it far more stable for the dwarves riding them than any mount.

The dwarves' rune firearms were accurate and ruthless, continually striking fleeing Snowy Plains Tribe warriors in the back, who cried out as they collapsed and rolled on the ground.

Those who were not much taller than the dwarves but several times stockier, like lumps of meat, also wielded rune firearms and wished to fight while riding the Giant Divine Soldiers.

But the Giant Divine Soldiers… the Giant Divine Soldiers made by Da Tie, though their intelligence was far inferior to Lao Tie's, still possessed a degree of sentience.

They could sprint while carrying the dwarves, after all, the dwarves were slender and petite—how heavy could they be?

Instinctively, they refused to let the short folk ride them.

Even some of the more sentient Giant Divine Soldiers growled in protest, pointing a finger and flicking the short folk who made unreasonable demands far away: 'You're too fat, too heavy… you're wasting energy!'

Some Giant Divine Soldiers jokingly thrust thick middle fingers at the short folk, saying, 'Shorties, use your little legs and run yourself!'

Thus, a bizarre and astonishing sight appeared on the battlefield—millions of Giant Divine Soldiers hoisting huge crowds of dwarves as they chased and slaughtered the Snowy Plains great army ahead, while countless short folk cursed and panted, lugging rune firearms as they sprinted after the Giant Divine Soldiers.

After running only about three miles, the short folk were left far behind.

These short folk were mostly slaves purchased long ago by Wu Tie from the Demon-Suppressing City defense line; they had grown up in the underground world, struggling to survive in that dreadful place, and what they had endured can be imagined.

So this bunch of folks had foul mouths, cursing with all kinds of vulgar language at those slackers, the 'dwarf runts'!

Actually, many of the short folk wanted to curse the Giant Divine Soldiers.

But these folks had a strong survival instinct and were savvy; they knew the Giant Divine Soldiers were not to be provoked, so they ran and cursed all the way, directing all their vulgar language at the dwarves.

A fleet formation like dark clouds swooped low, the wind from its advancing formation stirring countless snow and ice shards, striking the short folk running all over the ground from head to toe.

The short folk, furious and desperate, lifted their heads and waved their firearms at the fleet formation, hoping to greet those aboard.

But upon seeing the countless warships above, packed tight with Five Elements Spirits, these folks instantly shut their mouths, smiling sheepishly and waving their little arms enthusiastically: 'All you Great Spirits, thank you... thank you!'

From high above came a shout, and thousands of large warships swiftly descended.

Countless short folk auxiliaries cheered as they climbed onto the landing warships, cleverly tying themselves to the railings with ropes and hanging like salted fish on the hull's edge; from high above they raised their rune firearms and fired downwards with great joy.

Thousands of large warships accelerated in pursuit, as countless short folk warriors wielding rune firearms filled the air with constant bangs; on the battlefield, Snowy Plains warriors fleeing in panic kept erupting with fist-sized blood holes, screaming as they collapsed.

The Five Elements Spirits also lashed out freely.

The Wood Spirit rained down arrows like a torrential flood washing over the land.

The Fire Spirit spat fireballs, with vast clouds of flame continually exploding.

The Water Spirit sprayed mist that turned into freezing fog to hinder the enemy.

The Earth Spirit displayed divine powers, shaking the ground to encircle and intercept.

The Metal Spirit's killing power was greatest; they stood motionless on the deck, yet the weapons in the hands of Snowy Plains Tribe warriors often twisted strangely, like a venomous poisonous snake biting its master, suddenly contorting and stabbing into their own bodies.

Wherever the fleet formation passed, every breath saw tens of thousands of Snowy Plains Tribe warriors slain.

In the Military City, elite warriors continued to pour forth endlessly.

Wuguo warriors, elite forces brought by the Fuxi Divine Nation, and the elite of the three thousand tribes under Chiyang Divine Mountain.

This was a prime opportunity to beat a drowning dog, and even the ferocious gods of the Four Ferocious Families, ignoring the wounds inflicted by the recently empowered Snowy Plains Elders, charged out with all their might.

In the high sky, cold light kept falling down.

The cold light kept striking the Snowy Plains Elders and the leaders of the Snowy Plains elite warriors.

Behind Wu Tie, three thousand Divine Realm experts followed closely, their vast mana continually flowing into him; the Primordial Crown turned slowly, and the actions of the Snowy Plains Elders whose power had surged inexplicably slowed a hundredfold, after which they were easily slain on the spot by Wu Tie's Wuguo allies, whose strength was far inferior to theirs.

Xi Wule's body crackled with blinding lightning as he turned into a violent bolt of thunder, darting across the battlefield at astonishing speed; only the evasive light of the Yin-Yang Daoist, the Five Elements Daoist, and the Canghai Daoist barely kept ahead of him, and on the whole battlefield, only Lao Tie's speed could compare to his.

Xi Wule's speed was too fast, astonishingly so.

The thunder-long spear in his hand was immensely powerful, terrifyingly strong.

His slaughter efficiency was horrifying; with a thunderclap and a flash of lightning, a Snowy Plains Elder whose movements had been slowed a hundredfold would sprout hundreds of transparent wounds all over, blood mixed with lightning continually gushing out, and before they could even let out a cry, the arriving Xi clan experts crushed them to dust.

The Snowy Plains Tribe Alliance collapsed, retreating thousands of miles, then tens of thousands of miles...

This time their defeat left them without the towering ice sculptures that had aided them, and the fleeing Snowy Plains Tribe warriors could not match the speed of Wu Tie's army under his command.

They fled in collapse, pursued relentlessly.

From Wu Tie's military city defense line all the way to the outskirts of Peaceful Prefecture City, the land stretching thousands of miles was covered in a thick layer of blood.

The defeated Snowy Plains Tribe army had no time to carry off the spoils within Peaceful Prefecture City, nor to take their wives and children left there; they only thought of fleeing desperately northward, retracing the path they had come.

Miserable howls and sobs echoed from the prefecture cities reclaimed by the Wuguo army.

The women and children of Wuguo who had been captured and brutally treated by the Snowy Plains Tribe all let out earth-shaking cries.

Some even pointed at the soldiers of the Heavenly Martial Army who had taken over the cities, cursing them and demanding why they abandoned those prefectures, those cities, and these poor women and children.

Many places were in utter chaos.

Moreover, many able-bodied youths stationed in the rear somehow kept pace with the army's pursuit, sneaking back to the northern cities that had been subdued, returning to their hometowns.

What they faced was their home burned to flat ground, and their wives and daughters abducted, plundered, and humiliated…

Matters gradually became somewhat uncontrollable.

In Jingzhou City, a male conscript killed his wife who had been abducted and plundered by the Snowy Plains tribe, then wounded an unprepared Heavenly Martial Army soldier with a knife.

Such incidents are far from few; they are gradually spreading and expanding.

Even in some small towns and villages, the gentry and clan elders who had returned to their homeland ruthlessly invoked clan law, ordering the tribal women who had been captured, plundered, and humiliated by the Snowy Plains tribe and sent back by the Heavenly Martial Army to commit suicide……

All kinds of unbelievable events keep occurring.

In the territories occupied by the allied army of the Snowy Plains tribe, hardly anyone curses the Snowy Plains tribe itself or the masterminds behind them; they merely curse the incompetent Wuguo government, the incompetent Heavenly Martial Army, the incompetent—'Martial King Wu Tie'.

Wu Tie constantly deployed troops and assigned commanders.

Wuguo, Fuxi Divine State, and the power of Chiyang Shen Shan, under his coordination, finally, after pursuing for one and a half months, encircled the remnant main force of the Snowy Plains tribe and their tribespeople left in the rear entirely within the northern wilderness.

After one and a half months of frantic pursuit, the Snowy Plains tribe's Divine Realm Elders now number at most five hundred.

During this one and a half month period, reinforcements arrived in large batches of freshly minted Heavenly Divine Edicts; Wu Tie had his Iron-Clad Legion's Five Elements Spirit Division experts use them, causing his forces to surge, and the total number of experts encircling the Snowy Plains tribe's Divine Realm masters exceeded thirty thousand.

Five hundred versus thirty thousand—the Snowy Plains tribe will surely lose.

Wu Tie is now considering how, while minimizing casualties on both sides as much as possible, to annihilate the Snowy Plains tribe's warriors and capture all their women and children alive.

These Snowy Plains tribe warriors have killed too many Wuguo civilians; Wu Tie has already sentenced them to death.

And those women and children……

It sounds cruel, but whether in the underworld or in Wuguo, they are extremely valuable resources; they can not only labor but also bear children and propagate the population.

Propagation, in this shattered world, is the fundamental basis for a power's existence.

Even the most deranged faction would not dare to slaughter women and children.

Lao Bai gathered a large number of wild rats from the wilderness, used secret arts to control them, and countless rats sneaked into the besieged Snowy Plains tribe.

Within the chaotic main camp of the Snowy Plains tribe, countless sharp cries rang out.

"By order of the Martial King, surrender and you will not be killed!"

"By order of the Martial King, surrender and you will not be killed!"

"By order of the Martial King, surrender and you will not be killed!"

Those palm-sized rats stood in the Snowy Plains tribe's camp, emitting high-pitched human voices; the sight was truly frightening.

Before the remaining Elders of the Snowy Plains tribe could respond to Wu Tie's summons to surrender, Huang Lang, whom Wu Tie had summoned to handle post-war affairs in the northern borders, had already sneaked into Wu Tie's central command tent.

"Your Majesty… the numerous prefectures and counties of the northern borders that have fallen are now in utter chaos among the populace, with countless atrocities against humanity continually occurring; this old subject can no longer bear to watch."

"There is also a group of foolish men and women who… they… openly curse Your Majesty…"

Huang Lang dared not conceal anything, and gave Wu Tie a detailed, item-by-item report of the many disturbances in the north after it was conquered by the northern tribes.

Wu Tie sat upright in the central command tent, narrowing his eyes at Huang Lang.

"Do you have any plan?"

Huang Lang lowered his head and said in a deep voice: "Of course, shift the blame… What do those foolish men and women understand? How could they comprehend Your Majesty's difficulties? In my humble opinion, as long as we push all responsibility onto Linghu Qingqing, Gongyang Sanlü, and the like…"

Wu Tie suddenly laughed, lightly shaking his head.

"Old Huang, you've followed me for so many years—do you see me as someone who fears being cursed?"

"It was my order to have our people assist only the able-bodied in relocating… That is my command; there's no need to conceal it for me."

"Although I have my difficulties, yes, those Snowy Plains tribe members are accustomed to slaughtering all the able-bodied and leaving only the women."

"But there's no need to explain anything to them."

"Let them go; let the local officials ask them—if they think I'm bad, let them go, let them raise their banners and establish their own state."

Wu Tie curled his mouth and said coldly: "Let them establish their own state… then, from our encirclement, release a Snowy Plains tribe force of a million strong to compel them to tour the newly founded country. I want to see what good ideas those who curse me desperately will have when faced with the Snowy Plains tribe."

Wu Tie muttered: "I want everyone under heaven to know one thing: follow me and you'll have meat to eat; leave me and you'll eat knives."

"The affairs of this world are actually this simple."

"I fear that there will be no one in this world who curses me!"

"Listen carefully, listen carefully, Old Huang, listen carefully—those who frantically curse me a hundred li away are actually more afraid of me, aren't they?"

"When can I make them only able to hide in their own nests and curse me… then…"

Wu Tie raised his head, as if the roof of the central command tent did not exist, his gaze already directed toward the boundless void above.