Chapter 496

Xiandu's military flag left the Northern Court and headed south all the way. This lean man sat silently in the carriage, and his complexion was not good. The power of the Shanyue had always been scattered. Only during the Gani Xi rule did the world follow, and the Shanyue at the western foot of Lishan crossed the mountain to defect. The rest of the Shanyue large and small royal families all governed with nobles, and had to divide power to the sacrifices.

By the time it reached his hands, the group of sacrifices had been tamed, but there were thousands of stockades scattered over a thousand miles. Xiandu now wanted to transfer troops, but there were very few responders.

'They are all testing... waiting for Wushan's reaction.'

Except for his five thousand elites, Xiandu had only raised three thousand miscellaneous soldiers. Calculating the time, it would take at least a week to reach Moonlight Valley, which made him extremely anxious.

'Absolutely must not underestimate the ability of that Great He Ming Fang! Now that the nobles are wavering, most of them will intentionally indulge him. Although there are five thousand troops in the valley, we must be careful.'

Xiandu won the throne with his own methods, and was absolutely not a mediocre person. He jumped down from the carriage frame silently, found the big man, and said in a deep voice:

"You lead the troops forward, you are not allowed to miss the time!"

He himself led a tiger beast with colorful fur, sat on it, brought a group of personal guards with cultivation, galloped out like an arrow, and headed south quickly.

A group of Shanyue were all cultivators, and the speed of the troops was extremely fast. In less than half a day, they arrived at the large town in front of Moonlight Valley. Xiandu pulled up the clan leader in front, and said coldly: "Six towns' troops, can there be reinforcements to Moonlight Valley!"

Sure enough, the Shanyue in front stuttered and sweated profusely. Obviously, he didn't expect that Xiandu, who was in the King's Court, would arrive in front of the valley overnight, and stammered:

"Not yet... King's order... dare not move troops."

Xiandu's complexion turned green and white, and he almost laughed out loud. He drew his waist knife with a "clang" and scolded: "Go to your mother's dare not!"

Xiandu's lean face flushed red, and his long knife was raised high. The man hadn't reacted yet, his head had already flown into the air, blood splashed, Xiandu kicked the corpse away, picked up the head, and said coldly: "Pass the head to the six towns, order all tribes to transfer troops over immediately!"

When he transferred them, he had to give orders three times, but they were still unwilling to move. Now that the enemy was attacking the pass, they were playing the "not yet received King's order" game. Xiandu was still not relieved, his gaze swept across the faces of the Shanyue below like a knife, and he scolded:

"You dogs who don't go to transfer troops, are you waiting here to eat this King's knife!"

The subordinates didn't dare to wipe the blood on their faces, followed Xiandu out, and after more than half an hour, they managed to raise two thousand troops. Xiandu drove the troops out with a dark face, sent people to inquire about the situation in the valley, and galloped out of the formation.

But he walked two miles, seeing the road ahead empty, the scouts hadn't returned, and the six towns' troops behind had no movement. He was dissatisfied, called the subordinates up, and said in a deep voice:

"The six towns are lazy. If I leave, I fear they will drag on again. Zhongdui! You lead the troops to reinforce, this King will gather troops again."

Zhongdui nodded, and Xiandu exhorted again: "Moonlight Valley is unknown, be careful on the road."

Seeing this subordinate nod repeatedly, and thinking that this person had always been steady, he felt relieved, brought his confidants back to the town, and broke into another town. Sure enough, he saw the clan leader sitting with the tribes, whispering and rubbing, and was suddenly furious.

"You dogs!"

Xiandu naturally inserted confidants in the six towns, but the six towns were originally changed from the large clan stockades, and each town was a tribe. How could they be so easy to conquer? His heart became more and more angry. He drew his knife again and said coldly:

"You cowards waiting to die!"

This group of people was also wronged. They had just seen that head, and Xiandu broke in behind. Xiandu, the Northern Shanyue King, couldn't tolerate any sophistry. For a time, the ground was full of blood, and heads were rolling.

By the time Xiandu calmed down and sheathed his knife out of the tent, he saw a person galloping over, covered in blood. His heart immediately lifted, and he saw that person roll off the horse, cup his fists and say miserably:

"Great King! Moonlight Valley has long been lost without a sound! That Great He Ming Fang actually... set an ambush on the road after crossing the narrow valley, the adults' thousands of troops were all folded on the road... only a few hundred people escaped back..."

Xiandu was stunned for two breaths, his heart palpitated, and he only asked: "Where is Zhongdui!"

This Shanyue cried: "I fear he has already..."

Xiandu's soles softened, too late to be sad, too late to think about how such an important pass was captured in just a few days. The next question had already emerged: "Great He Ming Fang will inevitably rush over... fight or flee?"

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Xiandu was in a mess, but Zhongdui was loyal, galloping toward Moonlight Valley. The troops under his command were gathered from various tribes, messy and without order, so he could only force them forward, secretly saying:

'Just wait until we reach the pass to tidy up...'

He had only walked more than ten miles, led the troops into the forest, and after half the journey, heard a thunder-like muffled sound. A group of troops rushed out from both sides. Zhongdui never thought that he would be ambushed while marching on his own territory. In horror, he shouted:

"Raise the formation! Retreat slowly!"

As soon as his voice fell, he saw cold light flashing in front, and a black shadow rolled over like a violent wind. The iron-colored armor emitted cold light in the night, and the long halberd flashed in the distance for a moment, and had already stabbed in front of him.

Zhongdui was so terrified that he couldn't speak. He was only at the third level of Taixi cultivation, how could he withstand this charge? He just raised his weapon, flew up as if riding the clouds, felt a crushing pain in his chest, and saw stars in his eyes, vaguely seeing that the mortal horse under his crotch had been torn to pieces.

Five hundred troops were like tigers entering a flock of sheep, setting off a bloody wave. Zhongdui fell dizzy. Only hearing a "clang", a white-iron long halberd was planted straight beside his neck, pricking him until his sweat hairs stood up.

The cold light shone until he couldn't open his eyes. Zhongdui was covered in blood and didn't dare to move. His skin could vaguely feel the cold air on the long halberd, listening to the thick voice rise: "Thought it was Xiandu who came personally, this King came to welcome him personally, didn't think it was a little general."

Li Zhouwei watched him quietly. There was wailing all around, and blood was everywhere, but the youth didn't care, smiled, and gently pulled out the long halberd stuck in the ground, turning it over.

The long halberd pointed obliquely at the ground, and the crimson blood dripped down drop by drop, drawing a red-black long line on the ground. He drove his horse forward, thinking:

'It's also of some use, pretending to be reinforcements to deceive Moonlight Valley open is not a problem.'

Zhongdui struggled to get up, looked around, and outside the group of Great He armored soldiers standing quietly, only the corpses lying askew remained. He knelt down and said:

"Willing to serve the Great King."

Great He Ming Fang seemed to be in higher spirits, his voice bright, and he laughed:

"Look at this King."

Zhongdui had no choice but to raise his head, but saw the black-brown pupils under the long eyebrows shrink gently, lighting up a trace of golden light. This youth who made him feel terrified raised his chin and spat out words that made Zhongdui's hands and feet cold and his whole body break out in a cold sweat:

"A loyal one, no wonder Xiandu sent you here, it's just that the cultivation is too low, you can't deceive this King."

The expression on Zhongdui's face instantly became fierce, but it was not as fast as this long halberd. The cold light moved, a good head flew high, the corpse fell to the ground, and the bright red blood sprayed out, dyeing the only clean ground into a piece of red.

Li Zhouwei just lowered his eyebrows and restrained his color, reined in his horse and moved forward, walked a few steps, and the head fell into the forest with a "plop".

Moonlight Valley had many soldiers and troops, and had already penetrated deep into the Northern Shanyue territory. There were cultivators on the mountain who had reached the fifth level of Taixi and had spiritual sense, who could investigate the cultivation, so Li Zhouwei didn't let Li Wushao make a move, but tested and attacked twice first.

The other side sent out two branches of troops, all of which were folded clean, and suddenly stood firm and didn't come out. They could only pull and saw bit by bit. Li Zhouwei watched the great battle in the valley, didn't want to waste time there, took the cultivators, took advantage of the confrontation between the two passes, bypassed the road silently, borrowed the path in the mountain, and arrived behind the pass.

This naturally couldn't be separated from the Brother Dili tribe leading the way. He ordered Chen Yang and Brother Dili Youjie to contain Moonlight Valley, led the troops out himself, ambushed on the road for two days, the time was calculated to be about the same, and took that elixir to break through to the sixth level of Taixi.

"The Shanyue reinforcements are truly cowardly."

The mountain road was difficult to walk. He only brought five hundred elites, reserved a few days to wait, and stabilized his cultivation. Who knew that it took a full five days to see a group of messy troops slowly arrive, without any order at all.

Only this little general was not bad. Li Zhouwei was indeed lacking a capable Wang Ting Shanyue person under his command, but it was a pity he couldn't accept him.

He pondered for a few breaths, his subordinates had already forced out the news, and Brother Dili Youjie bowed:

"Great King, Xiandu is in Zhongwu Town."

Li Zhouwei drove his horse forward, gradually increasing his speed, and Brother Dili Youjie was overjoyed:

"Great King! Why not advance immediately and capture this Northern Shanyue master first."

Five hundred troops gathered slowly, but Li Zhouwei didn't go straight to Zhongwu Town in the north. He spread out the map in his hand and said in a low voice: 'Xiandu must think I broke through the pass and came north, if he flees in a panic, either to the east or to the west...'

He calculated Xiandu's troops, the six towns might have five thousand, and the main force hadn't arrived yet. In fact, he could also guard the six towns, and couldn't help but laugh, asking Brother Dili Youjie beside him:

"Is he guarding or fleeing?"

Brother Dili Youjie was suddenly troubled, not knowing how to answer. Li Zhouwei stood holding his halberd, turned his horse's head, and said in a low voice: 'If he abandons the six towns, the Northern Shanyue will be hollowed out, and Wushan has no news. It's no different from suicide! Xiandu is not a stupid thing, naturally he will guard!'

'We don't really have five thousand troops breaking through the pass, if he flees, he can naturally take advantage of the situation to try to break the enemy. How can he capture the six towns if he guards? Capture Moonlight Valley first, then plan.'

"Take Zhongdui's banner, wash it clean with the Clean Clothes Technique, and head south."

He gradually increased his speed, Moonlight Valley had already appeared in front of him, the long halberd was put into the storage bag, he stopped under the pass, the five hundred troops rested a little, and sneaked up the mountain secretly.

The killing in front of the pass was intense, but this defending general didn't relax his vigilance. The rear was also watched very closely. The troops only walked a short distance, and someone quickly came to ask: "Are you reinforcements? Which branch of troops!"

Brother Dili Youjie hurriedly went forward, speaking with a Shanyue accent:

"Zhongdui, received the King's order to reinforce!"

That person just said:

"I don't recognize you, General Sidu set the rules, you must ask him personally, everyone wait a moment."

Brother Dili Youjie had to look at Li Zhouwei, and seeing him nod, he suddenly drew his knife, slashed this person to death, drew the Great He Ming Fang banner, and a group of troops roared forward, attacking the arrow towers.

Li Zhouwei drew his long halberd, red light stained it, smashed the stockade gate to pieces with one halberd, swept across, a group of Shanyue fell like cutting grass, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, killing toward the south in one breath.

Moonlight Valley was still able to defend against the southern troops, but it had been besieged for several days, the soldiers were tired and the horses were exhausted. Now that they didn't wait for reinforcements, instead, a branch of enemy troops killed from the rear, and it was suddenly somewhat precarious.

Chen Yang saw the timing and attacked fiercely. For a time, a chain reaction occurred. Although this defending general had outstanding ability, unfortunately, the troops under his command were truly unbearable, and it was difficult to maintain the defensive posture.

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Xiandu gathered troops, urgently reorganized the six towns, arranged everything, built layers of stockade walls, breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, asked carefully several times, and there was still no news from the south.

The scouts he sent out gained nothing, and not one could return, like a blind man touching the dark. Xiandu had no choice but to wait, until the main force of elite troops arrived, and finally realized in his heart: 'I fell for this Great He Ming Fang's trick! He sneaked over from the mountain road!'

Xiandu regretted it endlessly. It wasn't that his intelligence was short, the mountain road was difficult to walk, in just one day, at most one or two hundred troops... how many cultivators could a small tribe have? Didn't expect that he could break Zhongdui!

Thoughts turned in his heart, and he immediately had joy:

'No news at all is the problem! Great He Ming Fang racked his brains to intercept my scouts, all of them didn't return, Moonlight Valley might have some situation, it should be that it hasn't been captured yet!'

Xiandu gritted his teeth and immediately ordered: "The whole army sets off, take advantage of his unstable footing, tired troops, and attack Moonlight Valley!"

He made a prompt decision, went out holding a long spear, crossed the tiger beast, and killed out like the wind. The army slowly came out of the town. Xiandu was anxious in his heart and led the troops very urgently.

Caught a few branches of Great He tribe troops on the road, thinking they were the ones intercepting the scouts. The leader had very high cultivation, so he could make the scouts not return. Seeing the army, they fled in the wind.

Xiandu's suspicion was slightly relieved, and he soon saw this Moonlight Valley. Looking into the distance, fire was rising in the valley, about two hundred people were attacking and killing under the stockade, it could be seen that they were all elite strong men, just slightly powerless, obviously tired from charging.

"Hahahaha! Sure enough! No wonder he racked his brains to avoid scouts!"

The pass was also precarious, already at the end of its strength, and it was about to fall. Xiandu came just at the right time, and was overjoyed.

"Good! I knew it! This is the most solid pass in the country, guarded by Taixi peak Sidu Xun, how could it be easily lost!"

Xiandu was overjoyed, hurriedly reinforced with his main force, the army advanced, and shouted:

"Reinforcements are here!"

"Reinforcements are here!"

The troops under his command also shouted excitedly. For a time, the sound shook the sky. Xiandu killed into the city, attacked from front and back, these hundred people had to look back to defend, and cheers also came from the pass.

Xiandu killed and slashed for a while, when suddenly a thunderous sound of killing came from behind. Thousands of troops emerged from both sides, the main force was cut into two sections, and heavy figures also emerged from the pass, shooting arrows down one after another, and raised the dazzling title:

"Great He Ming Fang!"

Xiandu felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar for a time, reined in his horse and looked back. A group of troops was killing out from the forest. On the slope opposite, a black horse was standing. The youth's armor was shining with cold light, standing holding a halberd, looking at him from afar, seemingly revealing a blurry smile.

He only felt as if he was stared at by a wolf or tiger, his whole body's cold hair stood up, and he stayed there sweating, muttering: "Great He Ming Fang!"