Beasts had no choice but to lower their heads. Thrall wasn't Hellscream, nor was he Durotan or Orgrim. He was wrapped in animal skin and had a human heart. Although he wasn't afraid of battle, he wasn't willing to make unnecessary sacrifices.
While Sal and Yang Ye were talking, the battle between Chen Liqing, Yuan Man, and Xiang Yu had already started. After all, Yang Ye only came to help because he received news that Jing Province was robbed. Conqueror Xiang Yu and Zhou Yu were the main opponents. Encountering the beastmen was just an accident.
God Monkey Yuan Man swung her cudgel down like a hot knife through butter. Jiangdong's general He Qi was hit in the head and died on the spot. Ling Tong and Zhou Tai were shocked and rushed forward to help. However, they were stopped by Guan Yu and Zhang Fei. After a few rounds, Huang Zhong and Chen Liqing pulled out their bows and shot two golden arrows. This was the God Level Archery Specialization, which had the effect of ignoring distance and hitting the first shot.
Zhou Yu saw that the situation was critical, so he flicked his hands and used a special strategist skill called "Straw Boat Borrowing Arrows", which created an illusion of a boat to replace the target. Because the two arrows were slightly lower in priority, they were diverted away.
"Hmph, Jiangdong bastard, how dare you show off in front of me with such a small skill?" Chen Liqing snorted. She channeled the genuine Qi in her body and pushed both the Shan Sutra and the Divine Art of Enduring Humiliation to the extreme. Then, she shot the Sorrowful Arrow, a divine martial art passed down from the Thirteen Limits of Primordial.
Before the arrow was shot, the heart was already hurt. Suddenly, Zhou Yu felt a sharp pain in his heart. Then, his vision turned black. Chen Liqing's invisible arrow energy first broke the straw boat, then pierced through Zhou Tai and Ling Tong's shoulders and finally hit Zhou Yu's face. Killing four birds with one arrow, all of them were killed.
Chen Liqing was a murderous female demon, so she was cold-blooded and merciless in battle. She showed mercy today because of Yang Ye's instructions. Zhou Yu was a genius and a top strategist of the Three Kingdoms, so it would be a waste to kill him. The soldiers who went up first used their hooks to trap Zhou Yu and dragged him back to their camp.
"Ignorant fools, how dare you be so rude? I'll kill all of you." The Overlord Xiang Yu was enraged. He urged the Ghost Horse, which had returned to its original form, to come to her rescue. However, he was not as fast as the Divine Monkey Yuan Man, who was flying on clouds. Suddenly, the Ruyi Golden Pestle came crashing down like a mountain. Xiang Yu held the Thunder Saber in his left hand and the Long Halberd in his right hand.
The blade and halberd clashed against the golden pestle, and sparks flew in all directions. The strength of the cauldron clashed against the strength of the mountain. The two experts were evenly matched, and their battle was extremely intense. However, a few rounds later, a sloppy monk flew out of Yang Ye's army and waved his Broken Feather Fan. His whole body was emitting Buddha's Light. He did not care about the gentlemanly demeanor or the rules of Jianghu and attacked Xiang Yu from both sides.
It was not easy for Xiang Yu to fight the Divine Monkey Yuan Man one-on-one. He did not expect that the one who joined in to help him was a standard Buddhist Arhat. He was proficient in many kinds of supernatural powers and had a pair of purple legs that were extremely powerful. They were comparable to the dragon claws of the Eight Division Heavenly Dragon of the Western Heaven.
The three of them fought for twenty rounds. Ji Gong showed a flaw and raised the Buddha's Hat on his head. The Buddha's Light shone and instantly blinded Xiang Yu's eyes. Then, the Divine Monkey Yuan Man roared and used the golden tail on her back as a weapon. She swung it out.
With a "pa" sound, Xiang Yu lost his sight. He could not dodge in time and was hit directly in the face. Smoke was coming out of his seven orifices and his mind was in chaos. The Overlord War Soul could not keep his mind.
"Here's my chance …"
A clear child's voice came from underground. Then, a boy in black came out and aimed at Xiang Yu's forehead. He flicked his middle finger at lightning speed and a ball of white light was quietly penetrated.
Military Advisor Technique – Return to Origin.
This was a logistical supply strategy with a positive effect. It could quickly restore the target's HP in combat and immediately remove all kinds of abnormal conditions. If it was used on others, it would definitely be a life-saving move. However, the Overlord Xiang Yu had forcibly borrowed Sun Ce's body and happened to be in an abnormal state of possession.
The effect of Return to Origin was effective and the abnormal state of possession was removed. After the Overlord Xiang Yu roared, his War Soul turned into a black gas and flew out from Sun Ce's head.
"Zhong Da, you did very well." Seeing this, Yang Ye smiled happily and then gently explored the door. When he came back, he was already holding the Ghost Gate Sword in his hand.
"Overlord Xiang Yu, your era has come to an end. From now on, I want you to sleep in peace!"
Yang Ye leaped into the air and used the Ghost Gate Sword to shock the heavens and earth. Xiang Yu's War Soul used up the last of its energy to use the Title Technique "Unparalleled in Ancient and Modern Times". However, it could not fight against the Title Technique and other special effects.
"Oh, no! Even if the heavens want me to die … I, the Overlord Chu's fate, should not be like this … "
Yang Ye coldly flicked his sword and sternly shouted. "The time has come. Don't talk nonsense." As he spoke, the Ghost Gate Sword's blade turned into a vortex and pulled Xiang Yu's War Soul directly into the sword body and disappeared without a trace. This was the special effect of the Unparalleled Divine Weapon's reawakened "Resentful Spirit Seal".
From now on, the Overlord Xiang Yu and Marquis of Wen Lu Bu had become the sword spirit of the Ghost Gate.
In addition to this, the first to enter the camp, the crossbows and crossbows shot randomly. The White Horse charged forward like the wind. The [Formation Breaker] was like a steel beast, as steady as a rock. The great halberd warriors carried out a massacre, not leaving behind any ghosts or gods. Under the command of Yue Fei, the various strong soldiers of the Three Kingdoms erupted with a terrifying battle strength that shocked the beastmen of the tribe led by Sal. They displayed a wild and fierce fighting style, completing the outcome without any suspense.
Without the command of Xiang Yu and Zhou Yu, the Jiangdong Army was like a dragon without a leader and collapsed on its own. It was difficult for Lu Meng to turn the tide. Along with the general Zhu Ran who was knocked off his horse by Ma Chao's Flying Wing Spear. Their fighting spirit finally collapsed. With Lu Meng and Pan Zhang as the leaders, they raised the white flag and surrendered to Yang Ye.
However, the fierce general Ling Tong whose shoulder was heavily injured would rather die than surrender. Yang Ye turned his head and sighed. "Since you refuse my kindness, then I can only send you on your way …"
Before he even finished speaking, Lu Zhishen, Lin Chong, Wu Song, Hu Sanniang and Guan Sheng, the five Liangshan heroes, charged out from their hiding place. The Green Dragon Saber, the Snake Spear, the Water Grinding Zen Staff, the Steel Buddhist Commandment Blade and the Red Tasseled Lasso. All of them were ferocious warriors that had merged with the souls of the heroes from the Sui and Tang Dynasties. Ling Tong couldn't even gain the upper hand in a one-on-one fight, let alone the five of them. Therefore, he was torn apart and his True Spirit was devoured by Wu Song's Art of Ten Thousand Beasts.
At this moment, even the wildest and most aggressive of the tribal heroes, Hell Roar, had lost the will to fight. Originally, they thought that they would be able to conquer the Three Kingdoms World with ease and ease. Who would have thought that they would end up kicking an iron plate? The normal military power of the Three Kingdoms World was already stronger than the Allied Tribe when they were at their peak. Perhaps only the Dark Titan and the Burning Legion under the command of Mage Eredar would be able to form an overwhelming advantage over them.
After all, the refugees could not fight against the government army. Sal had no choice but to lower his body and respectfully ask Yang Ye, "Prime Minister, please tell us how to cross the sea to the New World. The tribe has decided to follow your orders."
Yang Ye smiled and said, "There is no need to trouble you to cross the sea. Since I have recommended the New World, I will solve your transportation problem."
After saying that, he took the Ma Liang Immortal Pen and drew another Random Door. However, its function was relatively simple. It was a one-way transmission. The tribal orcs could only enter and not leave. After entering, they could go straight to the American continent. However, if they wanted to return to China, they had to ask for Yang Ye's permission.
The Random Door opened, and the warm air of the New World of America immediately spread in. Sal used his shaman's sense of heaven and earth to quickly understand that this continent was indeed a paradise that had never been ravaged by war.
"So this visitor from the Outland did not lie to us …" Sal thought to himself. He was even more confused about Yang Ye's actions.
Carlin Bloodhoof, Rockhan, and the other Beastman heroes were all waiting for Thrall's instructions. When Thrall nodded, the Horde army finally began their second large-scale migration. They had just exited the Door of Darkness and entered the Door of Will.
Yang Ye, Ling Kuang, Liu Huiniang, and the others saw the tribal army enter the Random Door and heaved a sigh of relief. They were lucky that the tribal leader was the typical dove Sal, who cared about the big picture. If it was another orc hero, they would have to fight a bloody battle with a high consumption of energy. Although they were much stronger than the tribal army, the quality of their soldiers and the power of their group battle was still much better than the tribal orcs. It was the best situation to be able to subdue the enemy without fighting.
The tribal orcs followed Sal's instructions and entered the Random Door. However, there were two special groups of people in the formation who unexpectedly did not move. They waited until Hellscream, Rockhan, Leksa, and the other violent heroes had left before they separated from the tribal army and walked in front of Yang Ye. They greeted him loudly.
"Prime Minister of the New World, we do not belong to the tribe. We only fled with the orcs because our homeland was destroyed. Now that we have come to this world, we want to regain our independence. We are not willing to continue following Great Chief Sal. We hope that you can accept us. "
Yang Ye looked back and saw the two special groups of people. One of the groups had fewer people, only a little more than a hundred people. They were all nine feet tall, with wide waists. They rode on dragon tortoises and held long sticks in their hands. Their bodies were covered in black and white hair. They had round faces and black fluffy ears. Their temperament was charmingly naive and cute, but there was another kind of prestige that was hidden but not displayed.
The other group had more people, about a thousand of them. They generally looked wretched. They were all short, had pointed ears, slanted eyes, and red hair. They were thin and small, as if they were elves who had been kicked beyond recognition. They also looked like dwarves who had lost too much weight and failed plastic surgery. They were hunched over for a long time and appeared to be humble. Their mounts were even more strange. They were three-wheeled motorcycles that were completely out of place in the Three Kingdoms world.
Yang Ye was familiar with the knowledge of Magic Beasts, so he instantly recognized the origins of the two groups of people. These muscular warriors with black and white hair were the Pandaren tribe of Pandaren, and the group of stooped and short people were the scientists and merchants of Azeroth Continent, the Goblins tribe.
When Sal saw that the two tribes proposed to leave the tribe, he was shocked. These goblins were greedy by nature, and they liked to fiddle with engineering and alchemy that were incompatible with the tribal civilization. They were hated by the Orcs. However, the pandaren tribe were the best warriors. Under the leadership of their leader, Chen Windstorm, they joined forces with the tribe to fight against the Burning Legion. In the battle at the peak of Mount Hyjal, in order to protect the World Tree, Chen Windstorm sacrificed his life in exchange for the safe evacuation of the Orcs. The pandaren tribe was not only the benefactor of the tribe, but also an important fighting force. Sal was absolutely unwilling to give them up.
Thinking of this, Sal urged the Frost Wolf Snow Song to turn around and asked loudly, "Respected Master Ji, why are you leaving the tribe? Have you forgotten Master Chen's last words? No matter what difficulties we encounter, we must be sincere and united."
A male panda in red slowly walked out of the pandaren formation. It was the only remaining panda in the tribe, the leader of the Fire-Gold Sect, Ji Huozhang.
Ji Huozhang clasped his hands together and bowed to Sal. The spy explained, "Great Chief, we, the pandaren people, cherish the beautiful friendship with the tribe. We are willing to fight side by side with you forever, but …" He paused and used his fat palm to point at Yang Ye who was holding the Nether Sword Ghost Gate Pass. "The pandaren people will always repay the kindness of this lord. This lord had once done a great favor to our ancestors, and he was the one who freed us from the calamity of death. Therefore, we have no choice but to repay him."
Sal was in disbelief and quickly shook his head. "How … how is this possible? You are people of Azeroth Continent, and he is a visitor from the Outer Sky. He is so young, how could he help our ancestors? "
Ji Huozhang said seriously, "The mark of our ancestors will not lie. This sword is the evidence!"
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