In the depths of the mansion in the provincial capital, the red curtains fluttered gently. The sound of breathing grew heavier. Finally, after a deep sigh, Yangshang poured his passion into Dora's body. After everything was over, Dora continued to sit on Yangshang's body. She seemed reluctant to leave. While embracing him, she lazily rested her exquisite upper body on Yangshang's chest.
"Marshal, are you comfortable?" she asked softly.
Yangshang stroked her hair and smiled. "You torturous little vixen."
Dora smiled. Her smile was extremely sweet.
"Why are you willing to submit to me so quickly? You should know that Ziye and Mach wouldn't submit to me even if they had to risk their lives, "Yangshang said softly.
Dora smiled faintly and looked meaningfully at Yangshang. "I'm of lowly birth. In the Western Divine Realm, I'm just cannon fodder. The ruler has never cared about the lives of people like me. If he really cared, he would've ordered us to return to the God Realm long ago. He wouldn't have stayed here to wait for you to take our lives."
Yangshang sneered. "So that's how it is. You're willing to submit to me because Claude is using you? How do you know I'm not using you? "
Dora sat up and flipped her hair. She looked rather lazy. "The marshal just said."
"What did he say?"
"Comfortable. That's enough. "
"Hahaha …"
Yangshang couldn't help but laugh. In the blink of an eye, he regained his masculinity. Dora couldn't help but moan. Her body leaned back slightly, and her two perky breasts ruffled in the wind.
Yangshang held her waist and swayed again. He liked this kind of woman. She didn't hide it.
Dora snorted as he said, "The marshal killed Ziye and Mach. The two of them are the highest authorities in Eastcalm Province. The news has already spread. Tomorrow, everyone in the imperial capital will know that Eastcalm City has fallen into the marshal's hands … Hmm … That emperor, Darknorth Abyss, isn't a pushover. He'll definitely send an army … Ah … Marshal …"
Yang Shang swayed her slender waist as he said in a low voice, "You don't need to worry at all. What does a mere human army count for? This old man's Northern Divine Realm army is already in the midst of preparations. Tomorrow morning, ten thousand advance troops of the god race will arrive at the Heavenly Pole Continent. You don't need to worry about anything else. Tomorrow morning, all you need to do is dress up properly and follow me to welcome the god race army!"
"Ten thousand God Race army …" Dora hesitated, then her face filled with joy. She said, "Marshal, don't forget me, Marshal … Ah … I want revenge!"
"You? Revenge? "
"Yes, back then … that bitch Xiyin took almost everything from me. I want revenge. I want to cut off Xiyin's head, Lin Muyu's and Tang Xiaoxi's heads to vent my hatred!"
"Who's Xiyin?"
"Qin Yin."
"Oh, I see." Yangshang gave her a heavy pat and said, "Don't worry, Lin Muyu and Qin Yin are also people I want to kill. They won't be able to escape. When my vanguard arrives, I'll let you personally command a portion of them. If possible, I'll let you personally take revenge."
"Thank you, marshal. Ah … Ah …"
"Damn, this feels great!"
… …
The next day, Dora woke up early in the morning. She put on a long dress and looked like a fairy. However, no one knew how much filth was hidden in her body. Dora didn't care at all. If she could take revenge, what was the big deal about selling her body? Besides, her body was just a bag of skin. Why should she care about it?
Eastcalm City originally had a garrison of thirty thousand. Most of them had already fled, leaving only a few hundred to follow Dora.
The city gates opened. Dora rode a fine horse and walked out of Eastcalm City alongside Yangshang. Behind them was a mighty garrison of several hundred people. The citizens of the city watched from afar. Many of them knew Dora. This woman, who often went in and out of the city, had an extremely high status in the army. She wasn't inferior to Mach.
Everyone arrived at the open space outside the city. Yangshang rode his horse at the front. Seeing the doubts on everyone's faces, he couldn't help but laugh loudly. "When the rolling flames from the sky land on this land, it means that the Celestial army has arrived. We will conquer this land with steel blades and iron swords, letting the people know who the gods they should worship are!"
As he spoke, Yangshang suddenly pulled out his saber, Emperor Flame, and pointed it at the sky. Immediately, strands of flames soared into the sky. Under Yangshang's stirring, strands of flames soared into the sky. It was as if the sky had been torn open. In the blink of an eye, a huge black hole appeared above everyone's heads. Yangshang shouted in a deep voice, "Come down!"
Whoosh!
A strand of flames shot down from the black space, followed by a second, a third, and more and more. Tens of thousands of meteorite-like objects fell from the sky and smashed into the ground outside Eastcalm City.
When the dust and flames slowly dissipated, the Celestial Race army wearing golden armor could be seen standing proudly on this piece of land. They were well-trained and were very different from the Scattered Gods in the Heaven Realm. Very quickly, they formed into square formations. Each square formation had 400 people. There was a total of 25 square formations. They walked over uniformly and instantly knelt down together. Their voices echoed in the air, "Greetings, Marshal!"
It wasn't just Dora, everyone else was stunned as well. This kind of battle formation was simply too shocking. No wonder the three great God Realms called the north barbarians. The battle strength of the Northern God Realm wasn't what they were bragging about. They were even stronger than what they had been bragging about!
Yangshang nodded in satisfaction. "You came at the right time!"
A divine general stepped forward and said respectfully, "What is the matter? Marshal, please give the order!"
"Very well." Yang Shang pointed to the west and said, "There's a human army about 50km to the west of this city. They belong to the Tianji Empire, and they're also an army that we must defeat. Listen to my command, immediately march to the west and defeat them!"
"Yes!"
The Celestial army turned around and rose into the sky. They turned into a golden cloud and flew to the west.
"There … there are two hundred thousand soldiers of the Yanji Army …" Dora's voice was slightly trembling. The Yanji Army was the last regular army of the Tianji Empire. These two hundred thousand elite soldiers were reorganized from the Yanji Army, the Lanji Army and the provincial army. They were also the last hope of the Tianji Empire. They were personally led by Marshal Gong Shangming.
Once this Yanji Army was defeated, it would mean that the Tianji Empire was really finished.
…
Fengyun County, a county city on the border between Eastcalm Province and Tianji Province. It was also the base of the Yanji Army.
The mighty army was divided into three camps and stationed around Fengyun County. War flags were fluttering in the wind, and the sound of drilling could be heard constantly. This army was the last regular army of the Tianji Empire, so they could not slack off.
In the marshal's tent, Gong Shangming kept coughing. He had been suffering from a cough since spring, and it had not improved until now.
Two rows of generals stood on the left and right. One of them cupped his fists and said, "Marshal, Eastcalm City has changed owners. The letter said that a man with a large saber killed the two angels, Ziye and Mach. Dora has already surrendered. I don't know where this man came from. What should we do?"
Gong Shangming looked up at him and said, "The war in the Celestial Realm has finally spread to the human world. We are mortals after all, what can we do?"
"This news should have reached the imperial capital, but I am afraid that His Majesty's decree will not reach the Yanji Army for a while. What should we do?"
"Pass down the order." Gong Shangming's voice was a little hoarse as he said, "Order the 50,000 vanguard troops to get into formation and prepare the Demonic Heart Arrows and Magic Crystal Crossbows. If there is really an enemy, it will definitely come from Eastcalm City. The entire army is in a state of war. We are soldiers. No matter who the enemy is, it is our duty to guard the territory."
"Yes, I understand!"
…
In less than two hours, the vanguard troops had finished getting into formation with the sound of the horn. The formation was neat, and the swords and armor were bright. Gong Shangming was a general, worthy of the title of Tianji Empire's marshal.
The soldiers of the Yanji Army looked into the distance with stern eyes. They had not seen the enemy yet, but a premonition of impending death made them very uneasy.
"The marshal ordered us to defend against the enemy. Who is the enemy? Is it the garrison of Eastcalm City?" a centurion asked.
"Impossible. The garrison of Eastcalm City moved to Tianji Province last night," another centurion refuted.
"Who could the enemy be?"
"Perhaps it's just the marshal's imagination. After all, the battle of Eastcalm City was too tragic. Perhaps the marshal has already become a frightened bird …"
"Shh, if Lord Captaincy hears this, both of us will die."
"Yes, yes …"
At that moment, a sharp-eyed soldier suddenly pointed at the distant horizon and said, "Look, there's a cloud floating over there. It's golden!"
"Yes … Yes …"
Everyone looked over and clicked their tongues in wonder. Golden clouds were rare, and it was noon, not dusk. It was even rarer.
In the marshal's tent, Gong Shangming coughed and walked out. He looked at the golden cloud in the distance, and his heart beat violently for no reason. He said, "Sound the drums immediately. Tell everyone to be on guard and prepare the crossbows!"
"Yes!"
"Dong Dong Dong" The sound of drums reverberated, signifying the arrival of the great battle.
…
In the sky, the golden cloud was getting closer and closer. Finally, everyone could see clearly that it was not a cloud. It was clearly a group of divine soldiers descending from the sky!
Clang!
The vanguard troops of the Northern Divine Realm pulled out their weapons. Accompanied by angry roars, raging flames descended from the sky.
…
"Ah …"
Gong Shangming suddenly felt as if his heart had been pierced by a sharp knife. He took several steps back and looked into the distance with a pale face. There, miserable screams could be heard. In just an instant, the vanguard troops of the vanguard troops had been reduced to dust. Raging flames burned the ground, and extremely powerful sword auras swept across the ground, not caring about spear formations or heavy armor troops.
How was this a battle? It was just a massacre.
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