A heavy snow in early spring swept across the entire Gorge. The once majestic Fairy's Capital was now covered in a layer of white. There were messy hoof prints on the mountain roads. The hoof prints were half the size of normal warhorses. These were purebred warhorses unique to the Northern Desert. They were majestic and powerful. The hoof prints led straight to the Fairy's Capital.
"Clatter … clatter …"
The sound of swords rubbing against armor was heard. The group went to the palace, where Demon King Feng Yuan lived.
"Bang …"
The golden gate opened slowly. A high-level Demon walked out with two rows of guards in golden armor. He shouted, "Shen Baichuan of the Nannan Family greets His Majesty!"
Then, he walked up and cupped his hands. "General Shen, the guards of Faraway Country need to remove their weapons to greet His Majesty. Please!"
Shen Baichuan smiled coldly and didn't say anything else. He ordered his subordinates to remove their swords and handed them to the attendants. Then, he strode into the hall with four of his subordinates, each of whom wore the insignia of a major.
After all, Shen Baichuan was a duke at the border. The Demon King sat on the throne while QianFeng and the other generals stood on both sides. When QianFeng and Shen Baichuan's eyes met, it was as if there was a fire burning in their eyes. Shen Baichuan and QianFeng were known as the Twin Walls of the God's Race. They were both the best of the younger generation. QianFeng was slightly better but Shen Baichuan had never admitted defeat.
"General, you must be tired." Feng Yuan smiled, holding the Blade of Kings.
Shen Baichuan cupped his fists. "Your Majesty!"
"I wonder why the young general has come to God's Capital this time?" Princess Royal Feng Jing 'er, who was beside the Demon King, asked.
"For the sake of saving the entire race from the abyss."
"What are you talking about?" Feng Jing 'er was unhappy. "The God's Race has been in the Fairy's Capital for thousands of years. How come we're in the abyss now?"
Shen Baichuan raised his brows. "Princess Jin, Heaven's Gorge is easy to attack but hard to defend. The Sky Veil has been repeatedly destroyed, and we've lost our barrier. Isn't this like fire and water? The Human Empire has stationed 200,000 elite soldiers at the front line of Sky Bridge City, and nearly a thousand magic crystal cannons are eyeing us covetously. They may break through the southern gate of our Protoss race at any time. Does this count as being close to the abyss? "
"You …" Feng Jing 'er gritted her teeth, but she didn't know how to refute.
Feng Yuan's expression was calm, and he didn't show anything. He only smiled. "General, you've been reading military books for a long time, so you must have extraordinary foresight. Since you've come to the Fairy's Capital, tell me, what do you think?"
Shen Baichuan cupped his hands and said, "The Qin Empire only relies on the magic crystal cannons. Your Majesty, you can imagine that Wei Chou has led the Longdan Army Camp to operate in the Sky Bridge Province for a long time. He's very experienced in both defense and offense. If we fight a positional battle with the Qin Empire, we'll definitely lose with their magic crystal cannons and battle formations. Even if Marshal QianFeng connects with the Yihe Country and attacks from the south, it's just a temporary measure. Don't forget that Prince Xin, Feng Jixing, is eyeing us from the Qinling Mountains with 200,000 soldiers. As long as the Yihe Country attacks from the coast, they might be wiped out by Feng Jixing before they can even see the flag of the Longdan Army Camp. If that's the case, the God's Race will definitely lose."
All the officials were rendered speechless by his words and remained silent.
The Demon Emperor nodded slightly and said, "Little General, please continue."
Shen Baichuan swept his gaze across and saw a hint of unwillingness flashing past QianFeng's face. It was as if his thoughts had been exposed. Shen Baichuan couldn't help but feel a little proud and continued, "Lin Muyu is looking forward to fighting a positional battle with us. Therefore, he's not anxious at all. After taking over the Sky Bridge Province, he's been training his troops, waiting for us to attack and send ourselves to our deaths. However, we might not necessarily have to fight a decisive battle with them on the plains."
"Why do you say that?" The Demon Emperor was surprised.
Shen Baichuan said respectfully, "Back then, the reason why the God's race was able to march straight into the continent, taking over two of the Empire's provinces and reaching the Five Valleys City was because of their mobile battle tactics. The Armor Demons are ferocious and can be said to be invincible in field battles. However, in the subsequent battles, we gave up on field battles and chose to fight a positional battle with the Qin Empire. After they obtained the arrow boxes, they also developed the magic crystal cannons. How can we not be defeated?"
The Demon Emperor narrowed his eyes and asked, "Little General, what strategy do you have to deal with them?"
Shen Baichuan smiled, "It's very simple. Eight words to defeat the Empire."
"Which eight words?" an elder asked.
"Attack when they're unprepared and defeat when they're weak!" Shen Baichuan said.
"How do you attack when they're unprepared? Defeat when they're weak again? "Feng Jing 'er saw that QianFeng was being pressured step by step. She hurriedly spoke to help QianFeng regain some face.
Shen Baichuan said, "In order to completely destroy the Divine Race, the Qin Empire has gathered almost all of their magic crystal cannons in the Tongtian Province. As for the other provinces, even the capital cities only have dozens of magic crystal cannons as decorations. In that case, why don't we turn our army around and retreat to the Eight Wastelands? Then, together with the barbarian tribes of the Northern Desert, we can attack the Cloud Province from the Northern Snow Region. The Cloud Province is guarded by Duke Luo Xin of the Northern Kingdom. He has no more than 200,000 soldiers and less than 100 magic crystal cannons. This year is a cold spring, and there will be another heavy snowfall before March. This snow is our chance to turn defeat into victory. All 200,000 Armor Demons will be divided into 20 groups and we will attack the Cloud Province under the cover of the snow. Together with the spies we have been operating in the Cloud Province for many years, we won't have to worry about Twilight Rain City."
Feng Jing 'er bit her red lips and was speechless again.
"What do you think? What do you think?" Shen Baichuan asked with a stern expression.
The group of old officials nodded their heads and seemed to have no other ideas.
At this moment, QianFeng suddenly slammed his palm on the table beside him and said in a low voice, "Nonsense! You're just an armchair strategist!"
"Oh?" Shen Baichuan smiled and said, "Why does Marshal QianFeng think that I'm just an armchair strategist?"
QianFeng's eyes were cold as he said, "First, if there is another heavy snow, the food for the 200,000 Armor Demons will be the biggest problem. We will be able to harvest some of the food in the Tongtian Gorge in a month. At least, it will be enough for the Armor Demons to get through the winter. However, if we send our army to the North and launch an attack on the Cloud Province from the Snowfield, food will be the biggest problem. 200,000 Armor Demons will have to eat two million kilograms of food every day. Where will they come from? I'm afraid that they will all starve to death before they even enter the Cloud Province. Second, the tribes of the Northern Desert will come as fast as hungry wolves. Haven't the tribes of the Eight Wastelands been harassed by the Northern Desert enough? Cooperating with the Northern Desert is no different from asking a tiger for its skin. Maybe the Cloud Province will be destroyed before we even enter our nest! Third, the Tongtian Gorge is the foundation of the Protoss. Only in the worm nest can we hatch the Armor Demons, the Winged People, and the giant flying snakes. Without the help of these strange creatures, we will lose the foundation to challenge the Qin Empire. Shen Baichuan, do you know that war is unpredictable and water is unpredictable, but you don't know how to adapt to the situation, time, and place? "
"Marshal is right, but I have a way to deal with all of them." Shen Baichuan smiled confidently and said, "First, food will not be a problem. Although it is spring, the Zhongnan Family can still provide food for one hundred thousand Armor Demons. The other one hundred thousand can be fed like ducks. Kill one thousand Armor Demons every day and feed the rest of the Armor Demons, which can last for a month. Second, although the Northern Desert is a wolf, they are still bullied by the Qin Empire. If we promise them great benefits, they will definitely work for the Protoss. Third, as long as Lin Muyu gives the order, the Magic Crystal Cannons will blast the sky, and the army will advance step by step. With the cultivation of the God State experts like Lin Muyu and Tang Xiaoxi, does Marshal QianFeng still think that the giant flying snakes can be of use?"
"Feed the Armor Demons with the corpses of the Armor Demons?" QianFeng couldn't help but laugh, "I'm afraid only General Shen Baichuan can think of such a cruel way to exterminate the Armor Demons."
"The Armor Demons are beasts, why not? As the saying goes, the merciful do not lead the army. Marshal QianFeng should understand this, right? " Shen Baichuan did not budge an inch and sneered, "No wonder the Marshal lost to Lin Muyu time and time again."
QianFeng trembled with anger, "Shen Baichuan, do you want the entire Protoss to be consigned to eternal damnation?"
"No, I will only let the Protoss become the masters of the Shattered Cauldron World again!"
Shen Baichuan turned around and looked at the Demon Emperor. He knelt down on one knee and raised a golden seal in his hand, "Your Majesty, the Zhongnan Family's golden seal is here. As long as Your Majesty agrees, Shen Baichuan is willing to lead the one hundred thousand cavalrymen of the Zhongnan Family to regain the lost territory for Your Majesty. However … we cannot use Marshal QianFeng's strategy anymore. The Marshal is merciful and doesn't want blood to be spilled. Naturally, he can't contend with famous generals like Lin Muyu, Feng Jixing, and Xiang Yu!"
Feng Yuan took a deep breath. He naturally knew that other than the two hundred thousand Armor Demons under QianFeng's command, the one hundred thousand cavalrymen of the Zhongnan Family was the most reliable. Thus, he asked, "Young General, where are the one hundred thousand cavalrymen of the Eight Wastelands defending?"
"They are at the Eight Wastelands, waiting for Your Majesty to dispatch them!"
Shen Baichuan lowered his head. What he meant was that if Feng Yuan didn't withdraw from the Tongtian Gorge, the one hundred thousand cavalrymen wouldn't be dispatched by Feng Yuan.
"QianFeng," Feng Yuan suddenly called out.
QianFeng hastily cupped his fists and knelt on the ground, "Imperial Father, QianFeng is here."
"You … you …" Demon King's eyes flickered, "Very well … Someone, give the other commander's seal to Shen Baichuan. From now on, Shen Baichuan and QianFeng will be the commanders of the Divine Race. Shen Baichuan will command the one hundred thousand cavalrymen of the Eight Wastelands, while QianFeng will command the two hundred thousand Armor Demons. That's it …"
Shen Baichuan's face was full of joy as he took the commander's seal. "Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty, but … Your Majesty, if you want me to attack the Cloud Middle Province, I'll need an army of 100,000 Armor Demons. Additionally, I'll need 10 giant flying snakes."
"In your dreams!"
QianFeng's voice was cold, "I won't hand over the Armor Demons to an unscrupulous person."
Shen Baichuan only snickered, but didn't say anything.
Feng Yuan opened his mouth, "QianFeng, cede the military power according to Commander Shen's request. Our Divine Race needs a way out. The Tongtian Gorge is so narrow, it's not a good place to stay for long …"
"Imperial Father …"
QianFeng raised his head to look at Feng Yuan, only to see that Feng Yuan's face was old.
Feng Yuan was an old man. Even after stepping into the God Realm, he still began to grow old. He had long lost his original ambition.
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