Chapter 899: 514: The Fall of Yang Transformation, the End of the Grassland

Chapter 899: Chapter 514: The Fall of Yang Transformation, the End of the Grassland

He is the younger brother of the King of Qishan, holding a prestigious status.

Seeing no one stepping up, he could only brace himself and step forward.

In response to his command, after a moment of silence, everyone quickly obeyed, going to assemble all the cavalry at the garrison. Even without the High Priest, they still had the strength to fight relying on the battle formations.

Qishan Yungu watched the dark clouds gathering in the void with an increasingly grave expression, though he couldn’t understand why that person had not made a move, wondering what he was waiting for.

Could it be just to intimidate?

In the void, Chen Yuan’s gaze was indifferent, exuding a strong killing intent.

The ancient Golden Royal Court has actually dispatched troops!

This information, after his verification, was completely correct.

Before arriving at the Qishan Tribe’s garrison, he encountered a patrol of cavalrymen and learned of this matter from their conversations, and later used methods to question them further.

The result was still the same.

The Great Khan Wanyan Tianba, with Divine General Wanyan Shu, personally led seven hundred thousand iron cavalry, intending to break through the barrier of Liangzhou in the Central Plains. It must be said, this news…. is huge.

For the Central Plains, it’s also a tremendous disaster.

At least, to his knowledge, in nearly a hundred years, the Grassland hasn’t made such a massive move.

It couldn’t help but make him think of past events, could the cause be him?

Although his personality is ruthless, through many changes, he has developed some different ideas from before, absolutely not wishing to see the Central Plains in ruins.

Although, the Royal Court’s eastward expedition has some benefits for him too.

For instance, it would further hasten the decline of the court.

Therefore, Chen Yuan now hopes for heavy losses upon the court while not wanting the Northern Barbarians to succeed in breaking the barrier, just enough to weaken the court’s power.

Of course, mainly because he is not yet prepared for a rebellion.

If he could delay for a few years, allowing time for growth, then amidst external and internal troubles, the Sima Family might not hold on.

He would then seize the opportunity.

But a seventy thousand strong army heading east doesn’t seem like something that can retreat easily.

“Senior, if we cause another disturbance in the ancient Golden Royal City, could we force Wanyan Tianba to retreat?” Chen Yuan asked in a deep voice.

If possible, he would measure the situation and strike at the appropriate time.

Both striking a blow to the court, yet allowing the Sima Family to hold out for a few more years….

“The Royal Court is no simple matter; last time it was only because we caught them off guard, plus another powerful person intervened, so it succeeded,

trying it again is nearly impossible.”

“That Barbarian God of the ancient Golden Royal Court has already awakened, and it will take some time for it to fall dormant again. If we go now, it would be suicide.”

Moluo’s voice reached Chen Yuan’s ears.

Upon hearing this, Chen Yuan’s gaze narrowed, flickering with ferocity.

“A Royal Court eastward expedition cannot be decided by just one or two matters. It was likely prepared long before their court rituals, but ultimately this matter depends on the court’s response.

If the Liangyou Border is breached, the world might fall into chaos. Unfortunately…. the time is not yet ripe, the Taoist Divine Palace is not ready, you…. are not ready.”

“This incident was beyond our expectations, just unsure if the King of Beiliang can hold against the seventy thousand iron cavalry from the grasslands.” Chen Yuan’s eyes flickered uncertainly.

“The one from Wudang Mountain has already broken through, might intervene if necessary.”

“Oh?”

Chen Yuan nodded thoughtfully.

If an Immortal intervenes, it might indeed be uncertain.

But in terms of strength, the Central Plains naturally far exceed the northern desert grassland, but their power is too scattered, the forces of Jianghu are too strong, with the ten Immortal Sects alone holding immense power.

After pondering for a moment, Chen Yuan temporarily suppressed this thought. Regardless, the Central Plains would suffer significant losses this time, and since he had the opportunity now,

naturally he had to take revenge first.

Qishan King’s Department.

Perish….

There wasn’t a shred of pity in Chen Yuan’s eyes as he swiftly retrieved the Chen Family Battle Flag from the Heavenly Book Space, a drop of Essence Blood dripped upon it, and with a thought,

a trumpet blast resounded across the heavens and earth, an aura of iron and blood filled with killing intent pervaded.

At the same time, within a radius of several miles, dense Yin Qi surged.

The battle flag waved.

In an instant, countless heroic spirits manifested.

Without much delay, Chen Yuan pointed directly at the Qishan Tribe below, speaking in a deep voice:

“Today…. we will wash the Qishan Tribe with blood!”

“By the Young Master’s command!”

“By the Young Master’s command!”

One hundred thousand heroic spirits roared in unison, then one by one, War Generals of the army appeared, descending from the sky with the sound of war drums!

Below, the people were unprepared.

Many were stunned, watching the ghostly soldiers and generals falling from the void, frozen in place momentarily.

“Would the senior feel compassion?”

Watching the slaughter below, Chen Yuan suddenly asked.

“All beings are equal, this humble monk naturally feels compassion.”

“Then why does the senior not stop this?”

Chen Yuan’s eyes flickered as he asked.

The other had once tested his temperament, and now, Chen Yuan wanted to see Moluo’s reaction.

“If I stop it, would you cease?”

“Of course not. For two hundred years, the Northern Barbarian Tribes have attacked and slaughtered the people of the Central Plains year after year, and such sins can only be repaid with blood.

Moreover, I have a deadly feud with the Qishan Tribe; I can’t possibly hold back.”

Chen Yuan said indifferently.

“That’s why I will not stop it.”

Moluo, having finished speaking, fell silent completely.

And then Chen Yuan’s lips curled into a faint smile.

This day marked the darkest hour for the Qishan Tribe, as the hundred thousand heroic spirits formed a battle formation, with power astonishing to the heavens. Even though there were still thousands of cavalry stationed in the Qishan Tribe,

without forming a battle formation, they had little ability to resist.

The Chen Family Army, which once guarded the Southern Border against demon clans, after several centuries, once again unleashed a massacre on the grassland.

From the nobles of the Qishan Tribe to the elderly, women, and children.

None survived as the ghostly soldiers passed through.

There’s nothing worth pitying, the actions of the Northern Barbarians at the border gate were even more egregious!