Zhu Wubian's tens of thousands of soldiers had been guarding the central command's high platform, and they had formed a large block, neat and tidy.
When Shen Lang's last shot came, it was really only the sound of the shot, but not the shadow.
Then, in the next second, dozens of cannonballs fiercely exploded.
The tens of meters high central command's high platform was torn apart, and then it suddenly collapsed, burying countless soldiers inside.
Not only that, some of the bombs directly fell into the densely packed formation and detonated.
In an instant, like harvesting wheat, the army disappeared in large swathes.
That last shot was really perfect. Although there were only fifty cannonballs, it caused more than a hundred cannonballs' lethality.
The entire scene was wailing like ghosts and howling like wolves.
… …
"Uncle, uncle …" Zhu Wubian suddenly rushed out, shouting loudly.
Dozens of warriors moved away, revealing Zhu Jung inside. At the moment of the explosion, dozens of warriors had used their own bodies to protect Zhu Jung.
Zhu Jung straightened his hat and made his way out of the crowd.
Ning Yu also crawled out with difficulty, one arm dangling, as if it had been broken.
Ning Yi also came out in fear. The top of his head was bleeding, but he did not scream, because his head was still in a daze, and his ears were ringing. For a moment, he could not hear or feel anything.
"Blergh, blergh …" He lay on the ground and kept vomiting.
Shu Tingyu was also fine. Firstly, his martial arts were very high, and secondly, he had dozens of warriors by his side to protect him.
The entire central command's high platform had been blown up, leaving only a pile of ruins.
Zhu Jung used both his hands and feet to climb to the highest point of the ruins, overlooking the entire battlefield.
Zhu Wubian and the Zhu clan's warriors rushed up to protect him, saying, "Uncle, be careful of Shen Lang's cannonball."
"It won't happen again," Zhu Jung said calmly.
Then, he quietly watched everything in front of him.
Shen Lang's cannons were all new explosives, so the smoke was not thick. More importantly, the dust from the explosion covered an area of more than ten miles.
Gradually, the dust settled, and Zhu Jung could see everything clearly.
To be honest, even though he was standing high up just now, he couldn't see anything. He could only hear a series of earth-shattering explosions and balls of flames exploding on the ground.
The entire battle lasted for less than three hours, especially the second half, which lasted less than an hour. However, the Shenlang had unleashed more than 35,000 artillery shells.
Even though the battlefield was five kilometers wide and two kilometers long, it was still a hundred meters wide.
However, the real core area was only a mere three square kilometers. In other words, an average of 12,000 shells were fired per kilometer.
On average, the destructive power of a shell was only about 300 square meters, so 12,000 shells would be 3.6 million square meters. In other words, on average, one square meter would be bombed three times. How could there be any blind spots? It was a real carpet bombing.
Therefore, in less than an hour, Zhu Jung felt almost nothing. His whole body was trembling, as if his whole soul had been baptized by gunfire.
He had never seen such a shocking scene before. As for the casualties of the army, they could still be seen clearly when Shen Lang used the grapeshot to massacre them at the start. Later on, when they used the howitzers, they couldn't be seen at all. He could only see flames everywhere within a few square kilometers. Occasionally, he could see corpses and broken limbs that had been blown up.
Now that the dust and smoke had dispersed, he could finally see clearly.
This was hell, definitely hell.
The ground of a few square kilometers was densely packed with corpses, blood, and broken limbs.
He had seen battlefields before, but he had never seen such a tragic scene.
Zhu Jung only felt his vision turning black. This was actually not outside of his plan. His father, Zhu Hongzhu, had said that these hundreds of thousands of troops, including the troops from the Hidden Yuan Association and the Tongtian Temple, were all cannon fodder. They were all used to exhaust Shen Lang's weapons.
However, when it really happened, it still made people tremble from the depths of their hearts.
Shu Tingyu from the Hidden Yuan Association also climbed up. The 10,000 iron-blooded soldiers were unwilling to accept their defeat, so this time, they sent out 20,000.
Now, these 20,000 iron-blooded soldiers were already lying on the ground. Perhaps not all of them were dead, because they could even see some crawling forward.
"This world has changed," Shu Tingyu said.
Zhu Jung nodded and said, "Yes, this world has changed."
Shu Tingyu said bleakly, "Lord Zhu Jung, is this the result you wanted?"
Zhu Jung was silent. He wanted to nod, but then he shook his head.
This world had changed too quickly. According to the past, a war with hundreds of thousands of troops would usually last for a few months before it ended. The war between Chu and Yue lasted for half a year. The war between the State of Yue and Prince Jin lasted for a few months. The war between the State of Wu and the State of Yue lasted for two years.
Now, it was over in just half a day. The funniest thing was that the hundreds of thousands of troops did not even get close to Shen Lang's army. The last 50 meters could not be crossed at all. Ordinary troops could not make it, and neither could the troops of the Hidden Yuan Association or the Tongtian Temple.
Zhu Jung looked at Shen Lang, who was two kilometers away, and said, "Let's go."
Zhu Wubian said, "Will Shen Lang let us go?"
Zhu Jung sneered and said, "Why would he catch us? Is it useful? For him, the real battle has not really begun. From the beginning to the end, he has never taken us seriously. His only enemy is the Sky-sea Pavilion's Blood Soul Army. "
"Retreat …" Zhu Jung ordered.
Zhu Wubian led tens of thousands of soldiers and escorted Zhu Rong towards the capital city in the north.
Shu Tingyu was not satisfied because he knew that many of the iron-blooded soldiers were not dead. They were just injured and fainted.
He sent a few hundred warriors to bring back the Iron Blood Army who had fainted.
However …
"Boom, boom, boom …"
Shen Lang's cannons seemed to have picked a target, and the cannonballs landed directly, blasting dozens of people away.
This was a warning to Shu Tingyu that if he wanted to leave, he should get out of here. There was no hope of bringing back the surviving iron-blooded soldiers.
After a while, Zhu Jung and the tens of thousands of troops retreated without a trace.
… …
Zhong Shishi looked at all of this in shock. Was … was it all over?
She looked down at her scimitar. What was going on? I didn't even slash, and the battle was over.
The enemy didn't even reach us. Since when did the war in this world become like this?
He couldn't help but look at his elder brother who was beside him. His elder brother was also in a daze, holding a sharp sword in his hand.
He pulled out his sword and looked around.
Zhong Shishi could not help but walk over and say, "What use do we have if we fight like this in the future?"
Crown Prince Zhong did not say anything. He quietly put his sword back into the scabbard. His emotions were even more complicated. The Zhong Family had surrendered to Shen Lang because they had no other choice. They had been pushed into a corner by the enemy.
Hence, even after surrendering, their hearts were still gloomy. They did not dare to harbor any hope for the future. The Great Yan Empire was too powerful. Even the powerful Emperor Jiang Li had been defeated. Now, Shen Lang was not even a hundredth as powerful as Jiang Li, but the Great Yan Empire was even more powerful than it was 20 years ago.
The Zhong Family did not dare to harbor any illusions about the war between Shen Lang and the Great Yan Empire. The only thing they wanted was to perish together with Shen Lang. This would be a way to preserve the Zhong Family's reputation. Since they could not seek power and survival in this world, it would be better to seek reputation than to have nothing.
However, the battle just now had completely overturned the Zhong Family's understanding. It was as if the door to a new world had been opened.
Perhaps there was hope on Emperor Shen Lang's side. He was best at creating miracles. If he followed Emperor Shen Lang, he might be able to accomplish something that the Zhong Family had never done before.
Crown Prince Zhong glanced at Zhong Shishi, especially at his younger sister's exquisite face. He said, "We don't know where our battlefield is, but you should know where yours is."
"You're so annoying!" Zhong Shishi cursed. She naturally knew what her elder brother meant. She sneered and said, "You men are so useless. You only hope to sell women."
Then, she rushed forward and ruthlessly kicked her elder brother's patella.
"I …" Crown Prince Zhong was in so much pain that he was almost convulsing. However, there was nothing he could do.
Zhong Shishi was the apple of the Zhong Family's eye. Ever since she was young, she would hit and scold her brothers whenever she wanted. Crown Prince Zhong was no exception.
'Younger sister, you can kick me like this, but you mustn't kick that person. That person's arm is weak and fragile. If you kick him, he'll break, and the Zhong Family will be finished. '
… …
Shen Lang ordered, "Capture the captives, especially the Iron Blood Army of the Yin Yuan Association. Capture all those who are not dead. If they dare to resist, just feed them medicine and paralyze them. "
"Yes!" Two thousand Amazonian female warriors came out of the walls and began to search the entire battlefield for survivors.
Hila said, "Younger brother, do you want to subdue the Iron Blood Army of the Yin Yuan Association?"
Shen Lang nodded. Even though these people had been trained by the Yin Yuan Association to be very bloody and cruel, and they had used the methods of Stupa Mountain and Horizon Sea Pavilion to undergo bloodline transformation, they were still people with zero bloodline. Their roots were the same.
From the battle just now, it could be seen that facing Shen Lang's cannons, even the monk soldiers of the Tongtian Temple had retreated a little. However, these Iron Blood Army warriors were still fearless. They were blown away time and time again, but they would climb up and charge forward again and again. Even if their bones were broken and they vomited blood, they would still crawl to the front of Shen Lang.
Too brave, a top-notch army.
Zhong Yao said, "Congratulations, Your Majesty. The final battle in Tian Yue City is already half completed. As long as the other half is completed, the State of Yue will be taken back. "
Half? In terms of the number of enemies killed, it was far more than half, or even more than 95%.
But in terms of completion, it was at most 30%.
The remaining 20,000 Blood Soul Army of the Horizon Sea Pavilion was the most crucial. This army was so strong that it was suffocating. They had easily defeated Bian Xiao, Prince Jin, and even the million-strong coalition of the Great Tribulation Temple and the countries of the Western Region. Furthermore, it was a crushing victory.
For the final battle in Tian Yue City, Shen Lang had made a lot of preparations, but almost all of them were for the Blood Soul Army.
Only by winning these 20,000 could it be considered a true victory. Otherwise, all previous efforts would have been wasted.
But this did not prevent Shen Lang from celebrating this stage of victory.
… …
Inside the camp, Shen Lang held a small celebration banquet.
No one sang praises, they just chatted with tacit understanding, especially General Lan Feng, who was a super hardcore fan of the Jiang family. He couldn't wait to pull Zhong Yao and Zhong E into his camp.
General Lan Feng could see that Shen Lang was undisciplined and had no intention of unifying the world and becoming the Emperor of the East. As for Hila, Dora, Xue Yin, and the other direct descendants, they let it be. Even Xu Qianqian and the other women called him Shen Lang.
Every time he heard someone call Shen Lang by his name, General Lan Feng's temples would throb.
What are they doing? What are they doing? Do they not care about etiquette at all? What is this?
He really wanted to correct everyone's way of thinking. They were facing the Human Emperor of the East, not some Shen Lang, not some scum, not some pretty boy.
Now that Zhang Chunhua had been brainwashed by him, she only wanted to bring glory to her ancestors.
After returning to the East, General Lan Feng tried his best to form factions, pulling Jin Shiying and Jin Zhuo into his camp. Next, he was filled with endless desire for Emperor Ning Zheng, Zhang Chong, Bian Xiao, and especially Prince Jin. Only this group of people understood his heart and the greatness of rebuilding the world's order.
As a century-old noble family, the Zhong Family became General Lan Feng's target immediately. Of course, the two of them hit it off very well. Zhong Yao was even planning to split up the Zhong Clan, with one branch belonging to Zhong Yao and the other to Zhong E.
Zhong E's branch would still be a subject of the State of Yue and be loyal to the King of Yue. Zhong Yao's generation would still be a subject of Yue, but his son would be a subject of Great Gan. Therefore, it was up to Zhong Shishi to prove herself.
Poor Zhong Yao. He wanted to curry favor with Flame Capital from the start and marry Zhong Shishi to the son of Prince Wu of the Great Yan Empire. After this path was destroyed, another golden path appeared in front of them.
Zhong Shishi was even more pitiful. She was originally a rich young mistress. She used to wear tight-fitting battle attire and swagger through the streets. Now, she was forced to wear the skirt of a noble young mistress and pour wine for Shen Lang.
She looked like a tigress, but she was forced to act like a dignified and virtuous young mistress. She was really forcing a virtuous young mistress into prostitution.
Shen Lang sat at the highest seat in the center and listened to the chatter of the important officials and generals. He rarely spoke. A fragrance wafted over from the side. Zhong Shishi knelt beside him. Once Shen Lang finished his wine, she would immediately fill it up and help Shen Lang cut the flesh piece by piece.
Zhong Shishi's heart was spewing fire, but her actions were meticulous.
In this life, only others had the right to serve her. Even when she went to the palace, Concubine Zhong would personally cut fruits for her and even put them into her mouth. She had never served anyone in her life, but now she had to serve a gigolo like Shen Lang. She was about to explode.
What made her even angrier was that Shen Lang was actually so polite to her.
What do you mean? Aren't you a scum? Aren't you a gangster? Don't you, Shen Lang, look at women from the bottom to the top, from the middle to the sides? Now you've become a gentleman and don't look at me like a gangster? What do you mean? Do you despise me?
"Your Highness, bloodline is really a very mysterious thing. Although you have a westerner's face, I can still tell that you have Emperor Jiang Li's bloodline at a glance," Zhong Yao said. "I've done my research. Your pupils are the same as His Majesty's, one in a billion."
Hila was stunned. Is this Princess Royal talking to me? However, after hearing Zhong Yao's words, Hila nodded and said, "Lord Zhong Yao, your eyesight is really too amazing. After returning to the Eastern world, you're almost the first person to notice that my brother and I have unique pupils."
Then, Hila came to Shen Lang's side and opened her eyes wide to let others see her and Shen Lang's eyes clearly. They were very different from normal humans. They were deeper, and their structure and dimensions were different. They were like the eyes of some animals, brighter and more mysterious than human eyes.
Zhong Shishi looked carefully and exclaimed, "It's true. I was curious why Shen Lang's eyes were so different. It turns out that his eyes aren't like human eyes."
What do you mean by not like human eyes? Do you know how to speak?
"Cough cough cough …" Zhong Yao coughed helplessly, expressing his pessimism about his daughter's hopes of revitalizing the family.
Not only did Zhong Shishi have conflicts with Jin Mulan, but she also had conflicts with Ning Yan. Furthermore, His Majesty Shen Lang had a vixen-like Zhang Chunhua by his side. Other than beauty and shrewdness, his daughter had almost nothing else.
Princess Dora said, "Your Majesty, how will the battle between us and the Sky-sea Pavilion's Blood Soul Army proceed? Will it still be at this hunting ground? "
Shen Lang shook his head and said, "Probably not. The battle between me and Zhu Hongxue will probably be more like a duel between the Western Clan."
Princess Dora said, "That would be best."
Then, Princess Dora wanted to say something but stopped.
Shen Lang said, "If you have something to say, say it."
Princess Dora said, "Your Majesty, ever since the Amazon Army pledged loyalty to you, they have received your protection in all aspects. The biggest loss came from the Hellfire attack of the Fire God Sect. Moreover, you almost risked your life to save us at that time. We are extremely grateful for that. But we are warriors. We need to fight. Even the cruelest training cannot compare to a real battle. So, you don't have to protect us too well. We will either die on the battlefield or be transformed on the battlefield. "
Shen Lang raised his cup and toasted Dora.
Zhong Shishi said, "Well said. Today's battle was extremely shocking. It was a complete one-sided massacre. However, I kept thinking, "From now on, will there be no place for us martial artists on the battlefield? Will we be completely outdated?" This kind of feeling makes me feel empty. "
This time, Zhong Yao put his cup on the table and stared at his daughter.
Zhong Shishi was stunned. She asked herself, "Am I talking too much?"
Shen Lang said, "Princess Dora, the next battle is the real test for us."
The battle against the Blood Soul Army was the final battle in Tianyue City.
… …
The emotions of the people in the capital were going to be in turmoil.
A few days ago, hundreds of thousands of soldiers had marched south to attack Shen Lang. Countless people in the capital were thinking that they were doomed. Shen Lang's army only had 20,000 soldiers. No matter what, they couldn't defeat an army of 400,000 to 500,000 soldiers.
Then, they estimated the time and waited for the news of the battle to begin. The capital was too close to the Tianyue Hunting Ground. It was only a few dozen kilometers away. When the battle started, they should be able to hear it.
Therefore, on this day, the people in the capital pricked up their ears to listen to the news from the south.
In the end, they didn't need to prick up their ears.
Boom, boom, boom, boom! This deafening sound hadn't been heard for a few hours. It easily traveled dozens of kilometers.
What was this? Was it thunder? But there were no clouds in the sky!
Did this sound come from the battlefield?
Soon after, the people in the capital saw an exciting scene. Countless soldiers ran back. At first, there were only a few hundred people. Then, a few thousand came back. In the end, there were even 100,000 people running back.
What, what was going on? The battle had just started. Why were they running? Could it be that Shen Lang had won? That was impossible.
Of course, no one would say that the army that ran away was Shen Lang's. He only had 20,000 soldiers, and these deserters numbered more than 100,000.
In the end, when Zhu Jung returned to the capital with tens of thousands of soldiers, everyone knew that Shen Lang had won the battle.
This was because Zhu Jung's army had brought thousands of wounded soldiers. Many of them were covered in blood and looked dejected. It was a typical appearance of defeat.
Suddenly, the people in the capital were excited. They couldn't believe it.
Shen Lang only had 20,000 soldiers. In less than a day, he defeated more than 400,000 people. How, how did he do it?
This was unbelievable. Previously, when he was a son-in-law, he created miracles. When he was a favorite of the King of Yue, he created miracles again. Now that he was called the Emperor, he still created miracles? This was too awesome.
However, the people in the capital only dared to be excited in their hearts. They didn't dare to cheer out loud. This was because everyone knew that the battle was not over. The most powerful Sky-sea Pavilion Blood Soul Army had not been deployed yet!
… …
In the palace, King Ning Shao almost doubted his life. He couldn't believe his ears.
"Lost? Lost in less than a day? "
"What are you guys doing? There are more than 400,000 people, and you can't even defeat 20,000 people? "
Princess Ning Luo said, "Wrong, it was half a day. Also, it's not that we can't defeat 20,000 people. It's that we didn't even touch the borders of Shen Lang's army. We didn't even slash or shoot an arrow before we lost. "
Ning Shao staggered back to his throne. This really subverted everything he knew.
What was wrong with this world? 400,000 people couldn't even defeat 10,000 or 20,000 people, and they didn't even touch the borders.
There shouldn't be such a heaven-defying person in this world. He should have died long ago.
In the room, Ning Yi, Ning Luo, and Ning Shao were all silent. This decisive battle in Tianyue City decided the fate of the entire south. They didn't even care about this, but at least it decided the fate of the three of them.
After a long while, King Ning Shao asked, "Martial Uncle Kong Zheng, what do we do next?"
Master Kong Zheng of Tongtian Temple said, "We completely rely on Zhu Hongxue's Blood Soul Army."
Ning Shao said, "If Zhu Hongxue and Shen Lang fight, what will the result be?"
Master Kong Zheng said, "If Shen Lang only shows these secret weapons today, then he will lose without a doubt. Against the Blood Soul Army, he won't have the slightest ability to fight back. "
Ning Shao said, "Is the Blood Soul Army that strong?"
Master Kong Zheng said, "Even stronger than I said. Impenetrable armor. Even Shen Lang's cannons can't do anything to it. Heaven-Defying ancient weapons. If the Blood Soul Army opens fire, Shen Lang's army will be completely annihilated in less than a quarter of an hour. But … if Shen Lang has other secret weapons, then it's a different story. "
"What happens next has nothing to do with us for now. The stage doesn't belong to us anymore. It belongs to Shen Lang and Zhu Hongxue."
"These two are the true decisive battle in Tianyue City. They will decide the fate of countless people!"
… … …
Note: Last night's sleep was fragmented. I'm going to eat and then write the second chapter! Big shots, give me monthly votes to nourish my brain!
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