The difference in numbers between the two sides was huge.
The Wind Frost Empire only had 200 high-rank Divine Lords.
On the other hand, the Great Yan Empire had more than 100,000 people.
However, the result of the battle was a shocking contrast.
Since the start of the battle, the Great Yan Empire's defenders had been rapidly decreasing.
In just 15 minutes, the Great Yan Empire's defenders had been reduced by half. There were only about 50,000 people left.
Of course.
The defenders who died first were slightly weaker and had less combat experience.
The remaining fifty thousand defenders were clearly more elite and had stronger combat strength.
Even in the face of such heavy casualties, they were able to hold their ground and did not break down and flee.
Under the command of the many defenders, the 50,000 defenders quickly formed a battle formation and worked together to resist the attacks of the 200 high-rank Divine Lords.
This was effective. The speed at which the defenders died decreased significantly.
The momentum of the 200 high-rank Divine Lords' attacks also weakened slightly.
Seeing this, Yanke was clearly a little impatient.
He was invisible and stayed in the Wind Frost Emperor's personal secret chamber, observing the situation on the battlefield.
Meanwhile, the Wind Frost Emperor sat in the main hall of the warship, waiting for Yanke's orders to command the many Divine Lords to fight.
The Imperial Guard Inspector and the 18 Reverends were also standing in the main hall, waiting for orders.
"I'm in a hurry. Don't waste time with those small fries. End the battle quickly!"
Yanke sent the order to the Wind Frost Emperor with his Divine Sense.
The Wind Frost Emperor hurriedly replied, "Yes, sir."
Then, he ordered the many Divine Lords, ordering 100 high-rank Divine Lords to participate in the battle!
The 100 Divine Lords who stayed in the two Divine Warships were already ready to go.
They were just waiting for the Wind Frost Emperor's order. They could not wait to charge out of the warships, brandishing their Divine Weapons and sharp swords.
The 40,000 defenders of the Soul Dang Mountain thought that the Wind Frost Empire's vanguard only had 200 high-rank Divine Lords.
Even so, they would definitely not be able to hold on. In less than an hour, they would be slaughtered.
However, they did not expect another 100 Divine Lord experts to appear halfway.
In their shock and horror, the defenders' morale was affected, and their battle formation was clearly deformed.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
"Rumble!"
With the addition of the one hundred High Divine Lords, the light of Divine Arts that blotted out the sky and covered the earth poured down in torrents, and the tens of thousands of defenders were instantly annihilated.
At least tens of thousands of defenders were crushed by the light of the divine spell, and blood splattered all over the sky.
Deafening booms and heart-wrenching screams reverberated endlessly between heaven and earth.
When three hundred High Divine Lords joined forces to attack, their momentum reached its peak. It was truly unstoppable.
As for the remaining thirty thousand soldiers, they immediately collapsed and were mercilessly massacred.
After a short seven minutes, the battle was over.
More than thirty thousand soldiers were slaughtered, leaving almost no survivors.
After all, those Celestial Deity Realm guards could not escape beyond a radius of ten thousand miles at all.
Even the aftermath of the battle could blast them into pieces.
The one who fought alone and bathed in blood to the end was the Southern Guardian General.
But under the besiegement of more than twenty high level Divine Lords, he only lasted three moves before he was completely killed.
With the death of the Southern Protector General, the battle had come to an end.
The Soul Dang Mountain was razed to the ground, and the surrounding thirty thousand miles were turned into ruins. Many towering peaks no longer existed.
One hundred thousand soldiers and many generals were buried here.
The ruined battlefield was dyed red with the blood of the one hundred thousand soldiers.
There were divine weapons scattered all over the battlefield, as well as many armors, equipment, and interspatial rings.
The three hundred High Divine Lords followed the usual practice of cleaning up the battlefield and collecting the spoils of war.
In this battle, they did not suffer heavy losses. Only a few Seventh Heaven Realm God Lords died in battle, and over thirty people were injured.
Compared to the rich spoils of war, they had profited greatly.
However, the Wind Frost Emperor ordered everyone to quickly return to the Divine Ship and continue advancing.
Such an abnormal order made the three hundred High Divine Lords feel strange.
This did not seem like a battle?
How could there be such a thing as not cleaning up the battlefield and counting the spoils of war after a bloody battle?
However, the Wind Frost Emperor was high and mighty, so naturally, he would not open his mouth to explain.
The Imperial Guard Governor hurriedly stepped forward and explained to the three hundred High Divine Lords, "Why did we send so few elite soldiers to attack the Great Yan Empire? It's because we want to fight a surprise blitzkrieg battle!
Any delay will delay the battle and affect His Majesty's plan! "
Hearing this, the three hundred High Divine Lords were enlightened.
Everyone guessed that the Wind Frost Emperor's target was most likely the Imperial Capital of the Great Yan Empire or a very important treasure land!
Therefore, the High Divine Lords gave up on collecting the spoils of war and quickly returned to the Divine Ship.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
The two Divine Ships set off again, as fast as lightning, cutting through the night and heading north.
…
At the same time.
The Imperial Capital of the Great Yan Empire.
Night had just fallen, but the Imperial Capital was still brightly lit and bustling.
The Imperial Palace was also brightly lit, and people were moving about.
Emperor Yan Yongning was handling government affairs in his study. He looked solemn and his brows were tightly knitted.
Ever since the incident at the Green Jade Palace, almost all the High Divine Lords of the fifty forces had been wiped out.
Not only had the High Divine Lords of the various sects and families all died in the Green Jade Palace, but so had the Royal Family's experts.
Even the Patriarch of the Yan Family, Yan Tiangang, had not returned.
Yan Yongning had sent the Black Flame Governor and a large group of imperial guards to the Cloud Sea Secret Land to find Yan Tiangang and the others.
In the end, the Black Flame Governor and the others reported that the Green Jade Palace had disappeared!
As for Yan Tiangang and the others, they had also disappeared without a trace, as if they had evaporated into thin air.
Yan Yongning had no choice but to go to the ancestral hall to check on Yan Tiangang's Soul Lamp.
In the end, Yan Tiangang's Soul Lamp had been extinguished, which meant that he had died!
The failure of the Green Jade Palace had greatly reduced the number of High Divine Lords of the Great Yan Empire.
In particular, the death of Yan Tiangang and many other Royal Family experts had weakened the Royal Family's power even more.
Even though Yan Yongning's biggest problem, Prince Lian, had also been killed by Ji Tianxing.
However, compared to the loss of the Great Yan Empire, this gain was really insignificant.
After nearly two months, Yan Yongning gradually recovered from this heavy blow.
However, he was still in a bad mood, and his temper was even more irritable than before.
Suddenly —
A golden divine light descended from the sky and landed in front of Yan Yongning.
Swoosh!
The golden light stopped and a golden jade slip appeared, spinning slowly.
Seeing this jade slip with mysterious patterns carved on it, Yan Yongning's body stiffened and a trace of gloominess flashed in his eyes.
"An emergency message from the Southern Guardian General? Did something happen at the Soul Dang Mountain camp? "
Yan Yongning frowned and had a bad premonition. He quickly reached out and grabbed the jade slip.
He cast a spell to open the seal on the jade slip and used his Immortal Will to read the information in the jade slip.
The jade slip was indeed sent by the Southern Guardian General. The content was very simple and there was only one sentence.
However, that one sentence made Yan Yongning's expression change drastically, as if he had been struck by lightning.
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