To the north of the Tongtian Gorge, after passing through numerous mountain ranges, there was a plateau covered with a sea of snow. The Eight Wastelands, a vast plain, was once the gathering place of demons. However, the climate of the Eight Wastelands was very harsh. Over seven out of twelve months of the year, it was covered with thick snow. Therefore, the grazing season and planting season could not exceed five months at most. However, such a barren plateau provided the main provisions for the hundreds of thousands of demons in the Heaven-reaching Gorge year after year.
Several hundred years ago, the Demon King and the Saint Master led the majority of the demon race's population and army out of the Ba Wasteland, leaving only one aristocratic family of the demon race to guard the Ba Wasteland, which was the Nan Nan Family, a famous family of the demon race. Lianji, Lianhai, Bi Bing and other demon race experts came from the Nan Nan Family. For the past several hundred years, the Nan Nan Family's contributions couldn't go unnoticed.
At this moment, the Eight Wastelands was covered with ice and snow. Looking into the distance, there were no signs of human habitation. Only a group of cavalrymen on the snowy plains were galloping towards a castle in the distance.
Zhong Nan City was the fief of the Nan Nan Family. The city wasn't big, but it still had a population of two hundred thousand demons. The cavalry team galloped into the city, heading straight for the City Lord's Mansion. At the front of the team was a young high level demon with dashing eyebrows and starry eyes. A light red longsword hung from his waist, and there was a clear and arrogant expression on his face.
Shen Baichuan was the son of Shen Xiang, the patriarch of the Zhongnan Aristocratic Family. At a young age, he had already stepped into the realm of a Six Star Demon Ancestor. In the younger generation of the demon race, his cultivation was second only to QianFeng. Moreover, Shen Baichuan was well-versed in the art of war and was said to be well-versed in both the pen and the sword. Back then, he was highly regarded by the Demon King and the Saint Master. If it weren't for the fact that he lost to QianFeng in a martial arts competition, he would most likely be the number one Demon Marshal.
The inside of the mansion was empty and desolate.
The white-bearded Shen Xiang sat on a stone bench in the courtyard, sipping tea. He said without turning his head, "Baichuan, what's the matter?"
Shen Baichuan's expression was grave as he bowed and said, "Father, are we going to keep waiting like this?"
"Wait? What do you mean? "
"Father, can't you tell?" Shen Baichuan's eyes were cold. "In the battle of Tong Tian Province, our God Race suffered a crushing defeat. QianFeng's command was weak, and Lin Muyu killed many of our warriors. Now, the God Race's military strength in the Tong Tian Gorge is only half of what it was half a year ago. Our Zhongnan aristocratic families lived frugally. Did they squander our wealth like this?"
"Shut up!"
Shen Xiang stood up and said sternly, "His Majesty the Divine Emperor has made his own decision. You have no right to speak."
"Father!" Shen Baichuan cupped his fists, his cloak fluttering behind him. His eyes were filled with determination as he said, "Indecisiveness leads to chaos. If this continues, I'm afraid that the ten thousand year foundation of our Nannan Family will be dragged down by His Majesty the Divine Emperor for too long. Does father want to be the sinner of the Nannan Family?"
"Baichuan, why are you speaking so presumptuously today?" Shen Xiang's eyes were filled with coldness.
Shen Baichuan immediately knelt on the ground, his body trembling as he said, "Because I just went to inspect the cities under my jurisdiction. There are people dying of starvation and cold everywhere, especially in Willow City. Almost half of the people in the city died of starvation. The people have lost their homes, and the plague is spreading everywhere. The Divine Capital wants us to provide three times the number of horses, food, and weapons. If father agrees, I'm afraid the Nannan Family will be finished!"
Shen Xiang squinted his eyes and asked, "What do you want to do?"
Shen Baichuan gritted his teeth, "I hope father can let me go to Tong Tian Gorge. I want to see His Majesty personally and ask him to change the overall strategy. Defending Tong Tian Gorge will only cause our God Race to lose again and again. Ever since QianFeng married Her Highness Jing, he has been living like a prince. He's no longer as wise as he was in the past. If we let QianFeng lead the God Race's army, I'm afraid it will lead to the destruction of our God Race!"
"Then how do you think the God Race should defend against the enemy?"
"The Empire's Demonic Crystal Cannons are very powerful. They have a long range and great power. Even if they are not accurate enough, they are still very terrifying. They can dominate the entire battlefield. The energy of the Tong Tian Gorge is getting weaker day by day. As long as the Empire gathers enough Demonic Crystal Cannons, they can blast the Tong Tian Gorge open and advance into the Tong Tian Gorge step by step. The narrow terrain of the Tong Tian Gorge is not conducive for large armies to fight. It's very difficult to use the roundabout strategy. Once the humans transport the Demonic Crystal Cannons in, the Tong Tian Gorge will become the burial ground of hundreds of thousands of God Race warriors. So … "
Shen Baichuan took a deep breath. His eyes were full of wisdom as he said, "If I were the commander, I would order the God Race to retreat from the Tong Tian Gorge, give up the God's Capital and enter the Eight Wastelands. We will retreat in order to advance. We will disperse the Armor Demons and form an alliance with the Northern Desert tribes from the north. We will break through the northern gate of the Empire's Cloud Province and attack the Empire's army from the plains. As long as we get the Cloud Province, we will have the capital to continue to compete with the humans. Father, as the saying goes, water is unpredictable and soldiers are unpredictable. If we are trapped in the Tong Tian Gorge, it will only lead to our destruction. That's all I have to say. Father, please judge the situation! "
Shen Xiang sat on the stone stool again. The cold stool made his buttocks feel cold. After a while, Shen Xiang said, "Why do you think that His Majesty the God Emperor will appreciate you and give you the title of Marshal?"
"Because …"
Shen Baichuan smiled and said, "Because Zhongnan Family has a hundred thousand cavalrymen in the Eight Wastelands. These one hundred thousand cavalrymen can protect His Majesty. If His Majesty doesn't retreat into the Eight Wastelands, then our one hundred thousand cavalrymen can't provide such protection for His Majesty."
Shen Xiang was startled, "Baichuan, what do you mean by that?"
"What I mean is very clear. If Feng Yuan can become the God Race's Emperor, then Shen Xiang can also become the God Race's Emperor. If Feng Yuan is stubborn, then he can no longer be the God Race's Emperor."
"You …"
Shen Xiang pondered for a long time before he waved his hand and said, "I'm tired, I'm going to sleep for a while. Baichuan, you decide everything yourself. This is the Zhongnan Family's golden seal, you have to use it properly."
With that, Shen Xiang stood up and walked shakily to his room. Two graceful maids hurriedly came out to welcome him.
On the other hand, Shen Baichuan's gaze was fixed on the stone table. There was a small and exquisite golden seal on the table. This golden seal was the symbol of the highest authority in the entire Nannan Aristocrat Clan. It was the Tiger Seal that could mobilize a hundred thousand cavalrymen. Immediately, Shen Baichuan's heart pounded violently. He was actually so close to the highest authority. Wasn't this the day he had been dreaming of?
His palm covered the golden seal's handle. Even the golden seal still had Shen Xiang's warmth.
"Father, just watch. I will definitely revive the God Race!"
…
A hundred miles west of Lanyan City, an ancient city pass stood between the plains and the Endless Forest. It was the Demon Subduing Pass, a pass that had existed for a long time. It was the existence of the Demon Subduing Pass that prevented the millions of demons from invading the east and ensured the long-term peace of Lanyan City.
During the four years that Tang Xiaoxi had been in a coma in the Tongtian Gorge, the demons had repeatedly caused trouble at the pass. As a result, the Ze Tian Palace had ordered to increase the number of Marquis Zhenxi's soldiers to 150,000. At the same time, the Demon Subduing Pass had been expanded to become a huge pass that could accommodate 150,000 soldiers.
From the east of the pass, a man and a woman were walking side by side. They weren't walking fast, but they weren't slow either.
"Sergeant, look … someone is coming over there!" A young soldier stood up and pointed into the distance.
Under the battlement, the sleepy middle-aged sergeant rubbed his eyes and glanced outside the wall. He couldn't help but frown and said, "That's strange. The Demon Subduing Pass is so desolate. The Demon Subduing Pass is full of demons who eat people without spitting out their bones. Who would come to the Demon Subduing Pass? Could it be that they are poachers who want to hunt spirit beasts in the Endless Forest? "
"It doesn't look like it, Sir. The leather robes that they are wearing … seem to have the Qin Clan's Purple Yinhua emblem."
"Ah?"
The sergeant squinted his eyes and took a closer look. He couldn't help but tremble. "Oh my god … that man is wearing three golden general stars and is wearing a noble battle robe. Could he be … one of the three kings?"
"Also, Sir, that woman is wearing a princess' robe. I've seen Princess Tang Wei in Lanyan City. She was wearing the same robe."
"Then … they must be His Highness Prince Qin and Princess Tang Xiaoxi!"
"Ah? It can't be. Is … is it His Highness Prince Qin who has become a god? "
At this moment, Lin Muyu and Tang Xiaoxi had arrived at the bottom of the city. They leaped up and easily flew above the city. Tang Xiaoxi looked at the dumbfounded soldiers who didn't know whether they should shoot their arrows or not. She smiled and said, "Don't just stand there. Go and inform Lord Tang Zhen that Tang Xiaoxi and Lin Muyu are here."
"Yes … yes …" A Captaincy was overwhelmed by the favor and scrambled down the pass.
Not long after, a martial artist wearing a silver battle robe sprinted down the cold stone steps. It was Tang Zhen. When he saw Lin Muyu and Tang Xiaoxi in the air, Tang Zhen's body trembled. He knelt down on one knee and cupped his fists. "Subordinate Tang Zhen greets His Highness Prince Qin and Princess Xi!"
"No need to stand on ceremony."
Tang Xiaoxi floated down and held Tang Zhen's arms. She smiled and said, "You've worked hard guarding the Demon Suppression Pass for so many years."
"Not at all."
Tang Zhen said with some bitterness, "Princess Xi, you're finally back. Because Linghu Yan hasn't seen Princess Xi for too long, he thinks that the empire has harmed you, so he has repeatedly violated the border. These years, the Demon Suppression Pass has been in constant war. More than 20,000 soldiers have died for the empire because of this …"
Tang Xiaoxi was startled and said softly, "Yes, I understand. I'll go to the Forest of Infinity with Mu in the afternoon to see Linghu Yan. Don't worry, the Demon Clan won't disturb the Demon Suppression Pass anymore."
"Thank you, Princess Xi!"
Tang Zhen was grateful and said, "I'll hold a banquet in the pass at noon to entertain Your Highness and Princess Xi. Although the Demon Suppression Pass is very poor, there's still some game that can go with the wine."
Tang Xiaoxi smiled. "Yes, that's good. Then send an envoy with the Tang Sect's iron order as a token to see Linghu Yan in the Forest of Infinity. Let her come to the Demon Suppression Pass to apologize."
"Yes!" Tang Zhen was overjoyed.
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