Chapter 836: Sending Troops Must Be Done Early

Seeing the half-grown youth beside "Jia Rong" leap into the air with a loud laugh, Lu Junyi frowned.

He knew who this youth was.

The Jia family's Rongguo Mansion second branch concubine-born son, a good-for-nothing who couldn't be presented in polite society, an unremarkable waste.

He had a relationship with Jia Rong before Xu He rose to prominence, both being wastes.

After Jia Rong rose, he treated Jia Huan quite well.

Yet this time he even brought him along to a major battle, which was extremely unwise.

The reason Lu Junyi was angry at first was not merely because Jia Rong was a mere child.

Even more because the other party's performance was so poor, he was simply not a qualified commander-in-chief.

In a national war of this level, the enemy serves as a kind of reflection of oneself.

Such a waste as Jia Rong was dispatched to face the enemy — did that mean he, Lu Junyi, was viewed as this insignificant in the eyes of Great Qian?

Being slighted like this, the anger in Lu Junyi's heart was unimaginable.

Rather than obtain this kind of victory that couldn't be shown at all, he was more willing to fight a destined battle with Li Lindao, to decide a victor.

But upon seeing Jia Huan soar into the air, Lu Junyi suddenly felt something was amiss.

Wasn't this Jia family concubine-born son a thoroughgoing waste?

What on earth were those spies providing intelligence doing?

Not only Lu Junyi, even their own troops, upon seeing Jia Huan rise with the wind, were utterly astonished.

What situation was this?

Only Xue Baochai and Xu Ning were still fighting fiercely, completely unaffected by external changes.

At this moment no one noticed that Xue Baochai's simple spear sweeps, chops, and strikes were slower than before, yet had grown increasingly heavy.

Were it not for the wild wind howling, one could hear the dull thuds as the long spear swung.

Xu Ning had already shifted from originally reckless head-on clashes to mainly dodging and counter-attacking from the side; the tiger's mouths of both hands gripping the golden spear had blood slowly seeping out.

On the other side, Ao Yulie hovered in mid-air.

Wild winds swirled around him, blowing his long hair and robes into a fluttering rustle, his altitude level with Gongsun Sheng the Cloud-Penetrating Dragon.

Gongsun Sheng did not stop his shamanistic "spellcasting movements"; compared to the start, his movements now grew increasingly graceful, carrying a hint of charm, as if making him a part of heaven and earth.

Following Gongsun Sheng's actions.

The dark clouds above the Great Qian army formation grew even denser, slowly pressing down, as if sky and earth had inverted and were bearing down.

Lightning flashed, thunder boomed.

The cavalry at the very front could barely suppress their mounts.

Such heavenly might, even warhorses could not endure.

Gongsun Sheng's movements abruptly halted, his Seven-Star Sword pointing at Ao Yulie from afar.

A lightning bolt as thick as a water bucket crashed down.

Ao Yulie raised a hand, grasped upward, as if seizing that thunder in his palm; lightning coiled around him, yet not even the corner of his robe was harmed.

"To achieve this extent, not bad." Ao Yulie looked at the shocked expressions of Gongsun Sheng, Lu Junyi, and the others.

He clenched his raised right hand into a fist, crushing the grasped lightning; the dark clouds overhead scattered in an instant under this grasp.

Sunlight once more projected onto the Great Qian army formation, shining on their armor with dazzling brilliance.

Even more, a particularly intense beam of sunlight fell upon Ao Yulie, setting him off like an immortal among men.

"To come and not reciprocate is contrary to propriety." Ao Yulie spoke in a clear voice.

With his words, the Great Yin army formation's side instantly whipped up a gale; dense clouds appeared in the sky above at visible speed, a huge vortex forming.

The dense clouds rapidly turned black, gloom everywhere.

The gale was biting, blowing so hard one simply couldn't open their eyes.

"Boom!"

A huge sound, the lightning transformed into a dragon, tearing across the long sky.

The high platform carriage was instantly struck and destroyed, turning into a pile of charred black charcoal; Gongsun Sheng fell from the high platform.

His body charred black in patches, breath faint and failing.

Simultaneously, bean-sized raindrops fell from the dark clouds, smashing onto the soldiers' armor, onto their faces.

The raindrops linked into a sheet, like a pearl curtain connecting heaven and earth — only the connection point was solely the Great Yin army formation.

Ao Yulie slowly descended back onto the carriage, standing beside Tang Luo, hands clasped behind his back, utterly carefree and elegant.

In terms of showing off, he, the Jade Dragon Young Master, had truly never lost.

It was just that the enemies he'd encountered before were too strong, never giving him the chance.

Gongsun Sheng was actually not weak.

Although he was not a Grandmaster, he was also not a pure martial dao powerhouse, but on that foundation had walked out another path even closer to a cultivator.

In an occasion like this, his destructive power far surpassed an ordinary Grandmaster.

It was just a pity, anything else he played would be fine, but he insisted on calling wind and summoning rain, and ran into Ao Yulie.

He walked right into the muzzle of a gun, directly suffering terrible luck.

Another equally unlucky one was Xu Ning; after Gongsun Sheng was struck down by Ao Yulie's lightning.

He and Xue Baochai collided once more; Xue Baochai's black spear shattered, and before Xu Ning could see the dawn of victory.

Xue Baochai directly discarded the shattered black spear, right hand clenched into a fist, a punch blasted out!

In a split second, Xu Ning seemed to see a massive illusory shadow like a mountain peak appear behind Xue Baochai, a colossal fist suddenly bearing down upon him!

Actually manifesting a few parts of a Refining Spirit martial artist's imposing might!

Xu Ning blocked with his golden spear, yet could not stop Xue Baochai's fist; the golden spear shattered, his body flung flying, crashing heavily into the army formation.

After knocking over dozens of soldiers, there was gradually no sound.

With one punch killing Xu Ning, Xue Baochai glanced at the broken black spear, then turned and mounted her horse to return.

"Kill him."

Lu Junyi's eyes burst forth with a sharp killing intent, and he let out a low shout.

Kill Li Lin and the others—directly engage in battle!

If we don't fight now, our side's momentum will weaken, and we truly might lose without even fighting!

Heifeng Li Kui's face bore a ferocious angry expression; he wiped rain from his face, raised his axe in hand, and was about to chop off Li Lin's head.

At that very moment, Tang Luo, leaning on the soft seat, lifted his right hand, and his fingers flicked outward lightly.

In an instant, Li Kui, Liu Tang, Lu Junyi, and others were flung into the air, like broken toys thrown hard by someone.

Before the Great Yin army formation, a patch of ground suddenly became empty.

Around Li Lin and the others, the area was completely empty—suddenly, not a single person remained.

"Kill."

Tang Luo spoke.

"Kill!"

Zhu Bajie let out a loud roar, his voice like thunder, echoing throughout the great army.

Xue Baochai, who had just ridden back on horseback, took the new spear brought by the maid Ying'er, turned, and followed Lin Daiyu and others as they charged out.

Behind them, the Great Qian's thousand-plus cavalry formed a steel torrent, surging toward the chaotic Great Yin army.

Like a vicious knife mercilessly stabbing into the enemy's abdomen.

Tang Luo struck casually, directly tearing apart the great army's formation, and moreover severely wounding the commander and officers.

Adding to the furious storm and rain stirred up by Ao Yulie.

With no leader, how could the Great Yin army possibly avoid chaos?

"Let's go, back to the camp."

Tang Luo said, too lazy to even watch the subsequent battle developments.

Having come this far, if Great Qian still can't win, those soldiers might as well slit their throats and commit suicide.

Not long after, the carriage returned to the main camp.

However, Sun Wukong didn't know when he had disappeared; he still worried about his monkey descendants, hiding in the sky to observe the situation.

Ao Yulie hummed a little tune.

It had been too long—he had almost forgotten what it felt like to fully enjoy the spotlight.

Always staying by his master's side, he never had the chance.

Now that he's come this far, he'll be well-fed for a hundred years to come, and can happily loaf around.

The only regret is that Jia Huan is showing off with his appearance.

Although Jia Huan is not bad-looking, he is still ten billion eight hundred million li away from the peerless beauty of Yulong Gongzi.

Not long after the three returned to the commander's tent, outside, a soldier hurriedly came to report: "General, someone outside the camp requests an audience!"

"Oh, who is it?" Tang Luo asked.

The soldier lowered his head and said: "Several from the Great Ding..."

"Oh?" Tang Luo raised his eyebrows slightly.

On that side, Zhu Bajie also turned his head.

"Please come in." Tang Luo smiled and said.

Outside the Great Qian camp, a group of soldiers stood tense as if facing a great enemy, staring at the lightly armored cavalry numbering just over a hundred before them.

Before these cavalrymen were three men.

On both left and right were men in full military attire, with white hair and beards, yet showing no signs of aged frailty.

Besides the sword at his waist, the man on the left also carried an exaggeratedly large bow on his back.

General Huang Zhong under the command of King Liu Bei of Shu!

The other old man also bore the surname Huang—namely, the veteran general Huang Gai, who grew stronger with age under the command of King Sun Ce of Wu.

The man in the middle wore a black eye patch covering one eye, his entire body emanating a sharp, lethal aura— a one-eyed man.

General Xiahou Dun under the command of King Cao Cao of Wei!

Although all three stood before the Great Qian camp and appeared to have arrived together, they were actually each acting independently.

They kept a distance between them, and their light cavalry units were not together.

It was merely coincidental that Xiahou Dun's unit was in the middle, and not that he was leading them.

The three respectively belonged to the three major powers of Wei, Shu, and Wu, openly and secretly competing, and would not truly be harmonious.

Huang Zhong's face was stern; Huang Gai's face carried a hint of a smile.

Xiahou Dun's gaze swept over the soldiers before him; occasionally revealing a hint of a smile that made one's heart tremble.

This is truly a ruthless man—the eye he lost on the battlefield from an arrow, he directly swallowed raw.

"The general requests the three of you to enter the tent for a discussion."

After a while, the soldier who had just gone to deliver the message reappeared and spoke loudly.

The three exchanged a glance, said nothing more, simply dismounted, and entered the tent alone under the wary eyes of the crowd.

"Greetings, General Jia."

After entering the tent, the three clasped fists, thus completing their salute.

"Please sit." Tang Luo, indifferent to such minor formalities, said casually.

The three sat down, but there was no one to serve tea or water.

Xiahou Dun said nothing, his gaze sweeping over Tang Luo and the three others before finally settling on Ao Yulie, revealing a smile that seemed kind.

"What do you want?" Tang Luo asked directly.

Huang Gai glanced at the other two, stood up, and said: "We came here hoping to cooperate with Great Qian."

"Oh?"

"To annex Great Yin together." Tang Luo spoke bluntly, and Huang Gai was equally forthright.

No beating around the bush—we're all adults; let's speak plainly.

"Can you represent Great Ding?" Tang Luo asked.

"We can represent part of the opinion." Huang Gai said, "If General Jia has the intention, then the matter is already half done."

The three of them are all "heavy ministers."

It turns out they came here to probe the strengths and weaknesses of the two states, never expecting to encounter an unfathomably powerful expert.

Suddenly realizing this was an opportunity, after sending a few light cavalry to relay the news, they simply came forward, wanting to cooperate.

Now is an excellent opportunity to completely annex Great Yin.

They believe their respective lords, endowed with great talent and ambition, would not want to miss it.

For now, they can first discuss and preliminarily settle on an intention.

Mutual benefit, the annexation of Great Yin— they believe Great Qian on this side will not refuse.

Tang Luo lightly tapped the armrest: "Then you seize the opportunity and mobilize your troops early."

The three were stunned—what did he mean?

"Go back and tell Liu, Cao, and Sun to mobilize early." Tang Luo smiled, "That way you can still get a share of the broth. If you delay, once I conquer Great Yin, your move will be tantamount to invading my territory."