"Dong Clan? Is it Dong Zhezi's Dong Clan?" Teng Qingshan raised his brows.
"That's right. Sir, don't underestimate the Dong Clan. The Dong Clan is one of the top three clans in the Donghua Domain." Fu Dao said solemnly. Teng Qingshan nodded and said, "How many clans have led their troops here?" No matter what, this matter involved the Fiery Gilt Steel Ores.
As for Teng Qingshan, he really wanted the Fiery Gilt Steel. As long as he had enough Fiery Gilt Steel, he would be able to build an elite army that was even more powerful than the Golden Scale Guards of Qing Hu Island!
Only by relying on this heaven-defying Fiery Gilt Steel could he make the Gui Yuan Sect surpass Qing Hu Island in terms of military strength!
"Mister, including my Fu Clan, there are a total of seven great clans that have dispatched their troops to acquire the Fiery Gilt Steel Ore Deposit. They are the Tantai Clan, the Wu Clan, the Yan Clan, the Dong Clan, the Xiahou Clan, the Duan Clan, and the Fu Clan. "
Among these seven families, there were five that Teng Qingshan was familiar with.
"Xiahou Family and Duan Family?" Teng Qingshan was puzzled.
Fu Dao explained, "The Xiahou clan is a large clan located in the northern part of the Donghua Domain. As for the Duan Clan, it is also a great clan with an ancient history. Its strength cannot be underestimated. "
"Fu Dao, in terms of military strength, your Fu Clan is weaker than the other six clans. If you want to stand out, you are simply courting death. "Teng Qingshan said. Teng Qingshan was very clear about his own strength. Even if a hundred thousand soldiers surrounded him for him to kill, it would take him more than half a day to kill them all.
The soldiers knew that he was powerful and could not wait to hide from him!
Moreover, if the two armies fought, how many people could Teng Qingshan kill in an hour? Even if they killed a thousand people, it wouldn't affect the outcome of the battle.
"I understand." Fu Dao nodded. "My Fu Family will not join for now. We will watch from the sidelines. With Mister around, I'm afraid those families won't be willing to provoke our Fu Family. Moreover, our Fu Family doesn't have many troops, so they won't care too much about us. "
"Mm, let's wait and see first."
Teng Qingshan was calm.
He knew his own trump card. If he were to really act recklessly, he could uproot a tree that was hundreds of feet long and wantonly sweep through everything. Who could stop him? However, when Teng Qingshan saw the Steel Sword Martial Saint, he understood that the War God was behind this battle for the Ore Vein! Therefore, he shouldn't be too arrogant.
He couldn't let others know that he could fight for a long time. After all, even an ordinary Golden Dan Innate Martial Sage would have to give way when facing an army of ten thousand. After all, after exhausting all their Quintessence, an Innate Expert would just be an ordinary person.
*****
The allure of the Fiery Gilt Steel Ore Deposit was too great. The battle between Teng Qingshan and the Steel Sword Martial Saint was merely an appetizer before the actual battle. The Yan Clan, the Tantai Clan, the Xiahou Clan, and the rest of the six great clans each led an army of more than fifty thousand men. Only the weakest clan, the Fu Clan, had only twenty thousand men.
The world was very chaotic. Even though the Seven Great Clans had come to fight for the mine, they had to leave behind a lot of soldiers to guard their bases. That was why the army gathered at the foot of the ox-head mountain was only around 400,000 people.
Over four hundred thousand?
Once there were more than ten thousand of them, it looked like a sea of people. An army of more than four hundred thousand was indeed vast and boundless, like an ocean of people.
… …
At the foot of the ox-head mountain, the Fu Clan's army of twenty thousand was lined up in neat rows. Teng Qingshan looked to the south and saw the majestic and terrifying army. The fluttering flag had a big 'Wu' character on it.
"It's really a sea of people." Teng Qingshan looked at the huge army.
"It is said that the Wu Clan brought over eighty thousand soldiers this time." Fu Dao looked at the majestic army that completely ignored the Wu Clan's army. He couldn't help but sigh. "Eighty thousand! If only my Fu Clan had that many soldiers." No matter what, the Fu Clan's rise to power was too short.
At this moment …
A majestic army from the northwest was also approaching. The tall military flag had the big 'Xiahou' character on it.
"It's the Xiahou Clan." Fu Dao frowned. "Why are they here?"
The Xiahou Clan was also majestic and had a large number of troops.
"Xiahou Clan, this is the campsite of my Fu Clan. Please leave." Fu Dao said loudly. His voice rolled towards the direction of the Xiahou Clan and echoed in the sky.
"Fu Clan, this is the entrance that my Xiahou Clan has chosen to enter the ox-head mountain. Get out of the way." A similarly powerful voice sounded.
Teng Qingshan frowned and waved his hand.
Whew!
A rock on the ground flew into Teng Qingshan's hand. This simple ability to grab objects through the air was something that could only be done after reaching the Golden Dan Innate Realm. The 'Spirit' that could control the resistance of space could completely control the air to grab objects that weren't too heavy. After all, the 'Spirit' was able to eliminate the resistance of a sword strike with all his strength. One could imagine how good the 'Spirit' was at controlling the air.
"Big Brother Teng?" Li Jun, who was walking behind, looked at Teng Qingshan in surprise.
Teng Qingshan swung his arm and the hard rock was instantly thrown out!
Whew!
The frightening speed caused the friction between the rock and the air to produce flames. The flaming rock was like a meteor. In the blink of an eye, it had traveled two thousand feet and then collided with the flagpole that was fluttering high in the air. With a "peng" sound, the flagpole was blown apart.
The shattered stones shot out, causing the dozen or so soldiers in the surroundings to wail in pain.
"Get lost, or else I will take your lives!"
Teng Qingshan's voice was like rolling thunder, causing many people's faces to turn pale in fright.
The military flag of an army was very important, because when an army of a hundred thousand fought … … it could be said that the sky was dark and the earth was dark. The soldiers in the battlefield could only hear the deafening battle cries. The voice of the commander of the army, even if he was an inner strength expert, could resound through the heavens and the earth. However, the soldiers in the battlefield could not hear it.
At this time, controlling the soldiers to advance or retreat depended on the military flag!
The military flag was the soul of an army. Once the military flag fell, the soldiers would be like blind men, not knowing whether to retreat or advance.
The role of a Martial Saint in an army of a thousand men and horses was to behead the general and seize the flag!
Under Teng Qingshan's threat, the army of the Xiahou Clan actually retreated obediently and changed the direction of their advance.
… …
In the majestic army of the Xiahou Clan.
The Patriarch of the Xiahou Clan, Xiahou An, and the other core members were riding on War Hous.
"Patriarch, it seems that Mister Teng is also ambitious for the Fiery Gilt Steel Ore Deposit," a skinny elder said in a deep voice.
"Yes. He attacked us the moment we approached. It seems that this Mister Teng is also ruthless." Xiahou An smiled faintly. "However, we already have the results of our investigation. We thought that Mister Teng was only mingling with the Fu Clan's army and only occasionally attacked. However, it seems that Mister Teng is very concerned about this matter. "
The Xiahou Clan and the Yan Clan had secretly formed an alliance because of the Tianfeng Clan.
However, they had to understand Teng Qingshan's intentions.
Logically speaking, a supreme expert who traveled alone would not care about the Fiery Gilt Steel Ore Deposit. If he didn't care … then this time, Teng Qingshan should be mingling with the army and not putting in any effort. If that was the case, the Yan Clan and the Xiahou Clan wouldn't have to worry too much.
However —
Based on the current investigation, it seemed that Teng Qingshan was very concerned about this matter.
"This is going to be slightly troublesome."
"However, he is helping the Fu Clan. Hmph, the Fu Clan only has twenty thousand soldiers. Even if he helps the Fu Clan, do you really think that the Fu Clan can seize the Fiery Gilt Steel Ore Deposit from the four hundred thousand soldiers of the six great clans? You must be dreaming. "Xiahou An wasn't anxious at all.
*****
"Eh?"
Teng Qingshan gazed at the forest of the Ox-Head Mountain. At this moment, he could faintly hear the sounds of battle and the cries of the thousands of soldiers shaking the heavens and the earth.
"A battle has started inside." Fu Dao smiled and said, "Outside, the armies of the various great clans can see each other's armies from far away. They can be very careful … Moreover, the various great clans are wary of each other. Now, the closer they are to the Fiery Gilt Steel Ore Deposit, the more likely they are to fight. "
"Once two clans start fighting each other, a great war will begin." Fu Dao gazed in the direction of the forest.
"Fu Dao, Little Jun." Teng Qingshan shouted.
"Big Brother Teng." Li Jun walked over.
"Little Jun, don't run around. Stay by the Blue Luan. If there is danger, ride the Blue Luan and hide. " Teng Qingshan instructed, "Now that the armies of the various clans have gradually entered the mountain, I won't be at ease if I let them fight like this. I will go in and take a look."
"Yes. Big Brother Teng, you be careful." Li Jun sniffed and suddenly looked in the direction of the forest. She could already smell the scent of blood.
Whoosh!
Teng Qingshan only took two steps and crossed a distance of over ten Zhang. His figure flickered again and disappeared into the depths of the forest.
… …
Evening.
The Wu Family's army was currently in a dense forest on Ox-Head Mountain. At this moment, they were resting in the forest.
"Ah, my leg."
"Little monkey, little monkey."
The army was moaning and crying in pain. Wu Baiwei, the Patriarch of the Wu Clan, and Jiang Yan, the Martial Saintess, didn't look too good.
"Bastard, I didn't expect that bastard Yan Baishou to join forces with Xiahou An." Wu Baiwei's face was unsightly. "If it wasn't for Xiahou An's sneak attack from behind at the crucial moment, causing my army to panic and lose control of both ends, we wouldn't have suffered such a great defeat! However, Xiahou An and Yan Baishou don't have a good relationship. Why would they join forces? "
The battle that lasted for four hours caused the Wu Clan to suffer heavy losses.
The Wu Clan advanced quickly in the beginning. They wanted to reach the canyon first. Then, they could occupy the mountains on both sides of the canyon. With the advantage of the terrain, they could monopolize the Fiery Gilt Steel Ore Deposit.
Unfortunately, they were attacked by both the Xiahou Clan and the Yan Clan! They had no choice but to retreat.
… …
"Haha … … How delightful." Yan Baishou laughed heartily as he advanced with the Steel Sword Martial Saint by his side. He was surrounded by countless soldiers.
"Just thinking about Wu Baiwei's ugly face makes me happy. Haha, Brother Helian, the Fiery Gilt Steel Canyon is right in front of us. " Yan Baishou laughed. At this moment, the Yan Clan was on the left, while the Xiahou Clan was on the right. With the addition of the one thousand elites sent by the Tianfeng Clan, the Yan Clan was on the left.
Moreover, their advance speed was the fastest.
Once they occupied the canyon, they had the advantage of the terrain and were confident that they could defend it.
"Patriarch, Patriarch." A terrified voice sounded from the front.
"What's wrong?" Yan Baishou looked at the soldier running over.
"Patriarch, there's a person sitting on the mountain peak of the Fiery Gilt Steel Canyon. Many of the elite soldiers who rushed up have died. It's impossible for them to rush up," the soldier said in terror.
"Who is that person?" Yan Baishou frowned, feeling that something was wrong.
"It's the Most Powerful Martial Saint, Teng Qingshan," the soldier said hastily.
The Steel Sword Martial Saint's facial expression changed drastically.
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