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Chapter 902

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"How could this be!?"

Fu Yu held onto his long saber as he retreated with the defeated crowd. He muttered to himself in a daze. His face was ashen as the screams of the Blue Flame Army could be heard all over the mountain. Two of the White Dew Hills had already been engulfed in flames. He would never have imagined that Lin Muyu would dare to take the initiative when faced with an army that was twice his size. He even took the initiative to ask for a battle. Was this person really a lunatic?

Life was like a chessboard, and so was war.

The difference between the strong and the weak could change at any moment. Fu Yu had only relied on the favorable timing and geographical advantage, as well as the overwhelming strength of the Dragon Knights. But he did not expect that the army of over twenty Dragon Knights led by Han Shu would be easily repelled by Lin Muyu's dozens of attacks. Facing the charge of the Qin cavalry on the ground who were adept in battle, Fu Yu felt helpless. As a god, when faced with the aura of mortals, he felt the helplessness of being conquered.

The sound of hooves thundered. In the blink of an eye, the tens of thousands of soldiers on the flat ground were scattered. Lin Muyu and Wei Chou led the cavalry back and launched another attack to cover the retreat of the infantry. When Han Shu and the rest of the Dragon Knights dived down from the sky, the Qin Army had already passed through Bailu Mound and started cruising south.



"Are we going to pursue them?"

Flames rose to the skies on Bailu Mound. Fu Yu's face was stained with blood, and the long saber in his hand was dripping with blood. He asked, "Should we pursue them?"

Han Shu's expression was extremely ugly. "Forget it. The tiger has escaped its cage. We can no longer pursue them."

"How many of us are on the mound?" Fu Yu asked.

The Vice Commander's face was pale. "Forty thousand."

"How many are still alive?"

"Less than half."

"Damn it!"

Fu Yu roared, "Despicable and shameless Lin Muyu. One day, I will chop off your head. Just you wait!"

Han Shu was silent. Killing Lin Muyu wouldn't be that easy. More importantly, ever since the Blackstone Empire invaded the Shattered Cauldron Realm, they had been carrying out the order to massacre all those who resisted. The entire Blackstone Empire didn't have the support of the people in the Shattered Cauldron Realm at all. They only relied on frenzied slaughter and military might to conquer this continent. Now, the Ashen Flame Army and the Sea and Mountain Army were dwindling, and they couldn't get any supplies. Forget about continuing to conquer the Lingnan Province and Mingshan Province, they couldn't even defend the Lingkong Province.

However, the generals of the Blackstone Empire were all proud and arrogant. They didn't care about the Commander-in-Chief of the Qin Army at all. Even now, they still believed that the Qin Army was just a motley crew. The most frightening thing was that even the Commander-in-Chief of the Three Armies, Baili Qin, thought the same. Baili Qin was born cold and arrogant, and he didn't care about anyone. Although he had become a Marshal, he had offended many people. If it weren't for his tyrannical strength, he would have long since been assassinated.

Extreme hardness is easy to break. This was a principle that had never changed since time immemorial.

The Blackstone Empire's army lacked a tyrannical opponent. But now, this opponent had appeared. Lin Muyu's repeated defeats of the Ashen Flame Army had already proven this principle. In terms of strategy and tactics, Fu Yu didn't even have the qualifications to be a student in front of famous generals like Lin Muyu, Wei Chou, and Zhen Yifan. What's more, these famous generals were actually able to work together and kill the enemy side by side.

Thinking of this, Han Shu couldn't help but shiver. He actually felt a little afraid. He was no longer so optimistic about the outcome of this battle.

"Lord Han Shu, are you alright?" Fu Yu asked.

"I'm fine."

Han Shu wiped some medicine on the wound of his dragon steed. It was a wound caused by a White Drill Arrow. It was hard to imagine how powerful that Wei Chou's arm strength was, to be able to use a White Drill Arrow to pierce through the dragon's scales. It was simply too freakish.

Fu Yu was a little out of his wits. "Now … what should we do?"

"Treat the wounded and bury the corpses of the dead."

Han Shu let out a sigh of relief. "Save as many as we can, then regroup and follow Lin Muyu's troops to Dragon Slaying Pass. We'll launch a pincer attack with the Marshal's army and let Lin Muyu have a taste of defeat!"

"Mm, my lord is absolutely right!"

Fu Yu repeatedly nodded his head. At this moment, he had already lost his composure.

The Blackstone Empire had always valued martial prowess over culture. They had always relied on force to subdue their enemies. The Ashen Flame Army, a dignified main force of the empire, actually did not have a decent group of strategists. Even the original three strategists had been whipped and dismissed by Fu Yu after drinking. Fu Yu's temperament was violent and savage. What he hated the most was people pointing fingers at him. Sending a group of strategists to him was tantamount to taking his life. But at this moment, Fu Yu felt how foolish he had been, even though he was very unwilling to admit it.

The people who had come down from the mountain were all crying. Many of them had been burnt to a crisp. The military doctors were busy saving people, but they discovered that there was no value in saving them at all. Their hands had been burnt off, and there were countless people who had been crippled. Even if they were saved, they would not be able to step onto the battlefield again. Saving them would only be a waste of medicine.

"Forget it …"

Fu Yu's gaze was cold. "There's no need to save the crippled. Give them a knife and let them end their own lives. Consider it their final display of loyalty to the empire. If they are unwilling, send my law enforcement squad."

The medical officer was slightly taken aback.

"What's wrong, Lord Xun? Is there a problem?" Fu Yu coldly laughed.

The medical officer lowered his head and said, "This subordinate is only a doctor. I will follow the commander's orders. It's just that these soldiers are all children of the empire. It's a bit too cruel to let them die under the blades of our own people."

"Then what does Lord Xun think is appropriate?"

"This subordinate does not know …"

"Then don't talk nonsense and do as I say!"

"Yes!"

Fu Yu's voice was cold as he said, "Pass down the order. After resting for four hours, we will set off for the Dragon Slaying Pass. As long as we break through the Dragon Slaying Pass, we will be able to kill our way into the Southern Ridge Province. Every city we come across will be massacred. Consider it a gift to Lin Muyu!"

"Yes!" The group of generals saluted in unison. Each and every one of them had an excited expression on their faces. At this moment, it was as if they had forgotten the tragic deaths of their companions. What appeared in their minds were shining white silver coins and women, as well as the rich cities and beautiful rivers and mountains.

… …

In the depths of the courtyard of the Dragon Slaying Pass, the night breeze blew and the green willow branches swayed. It was indescribably tranquil.

A lonely figure sat in the pavilion. It was Xiyin. She sat there alone, listening to the sound of the wind. Her elegant eyebrows were tightly knitted, and her entire person was like a beautiful statue.

"Still not sleeping? It's late at night. "Behind her, Tarilyn's voice appeared.

"Have you also heard the news?"

Xiyin murmured.

"What news?"

"Lin Muyu led tens of thousands of people straight to the Dragon Slaying Pass. She even sent out a request for reinforcements, requesting Xu Jiantao to lead his troops out of the pass to receive them." Xiyin's eyes were like water. She looked at the lotus pond in front of her and said, "He came, he really came …"

Tarilyn smiled and hugged her fragrant shoulders. "Little fool, what are you so flustered about? Could it be that you are afraid to see him? "

"No, it's not like that … I also can't explain it clearly. I just feel that if I really see him, I'm afraid it will be time for me to make a choice." Xiyin faintly sighed and said, "I can feel him coming. The closer he gets, the more the power in my body will boil. I feel … it's time for me to make a choice …"

"What exactly do you want to do?" Tarilyn frowned.

"I don't want to harm you." Xiyin softly said, "Tarilyn, take Lake and Zhou Ximin and leave the Dragon Slaying Pass. Once I make a decision, there is no turning back. If you continue to follow me, it means that you have betrayed the Western Divine Realm. That is the scene I don't want to see the most. I don't want you to sacrifice so much for me."

"Then do you want to see us face each other with swords?" Tarilyn's voice suddenly became stern. "Xiyin, I don't want to be your enemy. We are friends. If you stay here, I will stay here. I will obey the Ruler's will. I will always follow you and listen to your orders until the Ruler gives me the next order."

"Why do you have to deceive yourself like this?" Xiyin smiled bitterly.

Tarilyn also smiled. "Aren't we all deceiving ourselves? Tell me, what exactly do you want to do? "

"My identity is about to be confirmed." Xiyin said.

"What did you remember?"

"Yes."

Xi Yin nodded heavily and said, "Even though it's only fragments of memory, I remember it now. That palace is called Ze Tian Palace. That's where I grew up. I can remember the color of the tiles and bricks of Ze Tian Palace, and what kind of armor the guards of Ze Tian Palace wore. Moreover, after I described it, Xu Jiantao and Xiang Yu confirmed that Ze Tian Palace is exactly the same as in my memory."

"So, you really are Qin Yin?"

"I don't know, I can't confirm it. I don't really remember those past events …" She closed her eyes in pain and said, "I feel like my head was squeezed out by someone. I am no longer that me, and I can't remember my true self."

"Don't worry, don't worry …"

Tarilyn hugged her shoulders and comforted her. "You will definitely remember. Maybe when that Lin Muyu comes, you will remember everything."

"Yes, I hope so …"

"Right, what did you mean by the order you issued last night?"

"What do you mean?"

"Late last night, Ding Xi led the twenty thousand Xiyin Legion out of the city. I still don't know where he went. Don't think I didn't find out. And now, Xiang Yu is preparing his troops and seems to be about to leave the Dragon Slaying Pass. What do you want to do? "

"So you already know." Xiyin murmured.

Tarilyn giggled. "I am a god. Can the affairs of mortals escape my eyes?! Hurry up and tell me, what are your intentions for doing this? "

"I was thinking …" Xiyin pursed her red lips and said, "I was thinking if I really am that Qin Yin, the Empress of the Qin Empire, what should I do?"

"For example?"

"For example, destroying Baili Qin's two hundred and fifty thousand troops."

Her expression was indescribably normal, as if she was talking about eating twenty-five grapes.

"Ah?" Tarilyn trembled. "Crazy, this is simply crazy …"

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