In the Gan Mountain Range, the miasma covered the sky and the sun. Even the gods couldn't see beyond a thousand meters.
Gong Yang Motian stood on top of the trap. Relying on his cultivation, he personally came to kill them.
The people of the Insane Sect did not know much about Gong Yang Motian, but the people who were born and raised here knew him very well. The only word that could be used to describe him was' terrifying '. With his strength alone, he was able to suppress the two hundred thousand soldiers to the point that they did not even dare to raise their heads.
Emperor Ye's jade-like hands gently patted the zither frame as he stared at Gongyang Motian. His mind was in turmoil as he pondered whether or not he should make the first move to kill off their Young Commander Gongyang Motian and destroy the morale of the enemy army.
The trap could only be used once. If he killed Gong Yang Motian, he couldn't kill the tens of thousands of people in the vanguard army. If he chose to kill a large army, he couldn't kill Gong Yang Motian.
Emperor Ye stared at Gong Yang Motian with his eyes wide open.
Gongyang Motian was also looking at Renhuang Ye. The corners of his mouth curled into a strange smile.
"Emperor Ye, submit to this commander. From now on, you are only below one person and above millions! I will let bygones be bygones about you killing Li Xue. "Gong Yang Motian said lightly.
"Submit? Are you worthy?" The corner of Emperor Ye's mouth twitched as he looked at Gong Yang Motian's self-righteous and infuriating appearance. His murderous intent grew stronger and stronger. As long as she moved, Nie Tian, Stan Huangtian, and the others would sound the Sky Shaking Drum and collapse the rock stratum. The twelfth rank Seven Ultimate Serpent's thunderbolt would smash her into a trap, and a famous general of a generation would die tragically under the poisonous gas.
"Whether I am worthy or not, the world knows. Do you think you can stop me with just your two hundred thousand soldiers? How can thirty thousand gods block my two hundred thousand gods? Even if your Mu Clan's Lu Zhantian personally leads five hundred thousand soldiers to block my path, they can't stop me three times! Do you have the heart to let these two hundred thousand people die without a burial place? "Gong Yang Motian asked lightly.
"Who doesn't know how to brag? I even said that if I lead thirty thousand soldiers, you won't be able to stop me with three hundred thousand! Do you believe me? "Di Longtian said disdainfully.
Gong Yang Motian frowned and looked at Di Longtian coldly. His eyes were filled with killing intent. Ordinary gods wouldn't be able to withstand this gaze. It was enough to kill the souls of ordinary gods!
However, Di Longtian wasn't affected in the slightest. Instead, he glared back at him. Draconic might surged as he gripped his spear and angrily pointed it at Gong Yang Motian. He loudly shouted, "The commander of the Dragonriders, Di Longtian, is here. Little thief, don't be arrogant!"
The originally low morale of the army was actually shaken awake by Di Longtian's shout. This was especially true for the dragonriders, who actually emitted a boundless battle intent.
"Dragon Knight! Dragon Riders! "
The Eight Great Captains raised their spears and roared angrily. Driving their imposing manner, they pressed down on Gong Yang Motian.
"Dragon Knight! Dragon Knight! Dragon Knight … "
A hundred thousand dragon cavalry roared, bringing with them a heaven overflowing aura that shook the nine heavens.
"You don't know the difference between life and death!" Gong Yang Motian gave a muffled groan. He flicked his sleeves and retreated, waiting for the fog to disperse and for daylight to descend.
The Gong Yang Prefecture's army set up camp outside the Gan Mountain Ridge. Gong Yang Motian gathered the various army supervisors to discuss countermeasures. He requested that they take down the Kuang Sect as quickly as possible and capture Emperor Ye alive.
"My request isn't high. We will attack at noon tomorrow, suppress the enemy within six hours, and capture Emperor Ye alive. Can you do it?" Gong Yang Motian coldly asked.
"We will definitely complete the mission. Young commander, don't worry!" The three army supervisors solemnly promised.
There were a total of three armies. The Prefecture God Army was the trump card of the elites, and was even stronger than the Wolf Army. There were a total of fifty thousand people. The Motian Guards were Gong Yang Motian's personal guards. There were a total of a hundred thousand people. The remaining army was the main force of the Gong Yang Prefecture, the East Pacifying Army. There were a total of a hundred and fifty thousand people.
The head of the Prefecture God Army was Gong Yang Motian's younger brother, Gong Yang Zhanlong. The head of the Motian Guards was called Ying Dong. He was saved by Gong Yang Motian on the battlefield and had been loyal ever since. When he led the Motian Guards to protect Young Commander Gong Yang Motian, they were even more ferocious than the Prefecture God Army.
The head of the East Pacifying Army was the County God Duan Zhengmu. These three were all famous commanders. Any one of them could unify an area and become an overlord. Their fame in the army was not inferior to Lu Zhan Tian's! Moreover, they were all experts of the older generation. Their combat experience was even stronger than Lu Zhan Tian's.
The three of them were extremely confident. In their opinion, any one of them could lead their own army and wipe out the two hundred thousand soldiers of the Kuang Sect. There was no need for the three armies to attack together.
"I want a quick battle, so the Prefecture God Army will be like a sharp knife. We will tear apart their defenses and take down the cliff that they occupy. As long as we take down the cliff, the two hundred thousand soldiers will be meat in our mouths. They will be like lambs to a pack of wolves. They won't be able to withstand a single blow …" Gong Yang Motian stared at the Gan Mountain Ridge and drew a simple map. He directly inserted his spear into the "cliff" and said coldly, "Take down the cliff. Kill all the ordinary soldiers. Don't take any prisoners. However, capture Emperor Ye alive. Capture the people of the Kuang Sect alive if you can. If you can't, kill them all!"
The three heads had a strange smile on their faces. They bowed and said, "Don't worry, Young Commander. We will not harm Emperor Ye."
Gong Yang Motian put his hands behind his back and said indifferently, "That's for the best. When we attack tomorrow, I want you to use all your strength. I will personally beat the drum. I hope you won't disappoint me."
… …
At this moment, the Kuang Sect's side was carefully defending, afraid of being ambushed. However, Gong Yang Motian was too confident. He believed that there was no need for a sneak attack at night. When dawn came and the fog dispersed, it would take at most six hours to take down the Gan Mountain Ridge and kill all the people of the Kuang Sect.
That night, the people of the Kuang Sect were unusually tired. However, the people of the Kuang Sect were in their best condition.
The sky gradually brightened. The time of the battle was getting closer and closer. The morale of the Dragon Cavalry and Loulan's Blade became more and more stable. Since they knew that they would die, they might as well fight to their heart's content.
"Drink a bowl of wine to strengthen our spirit!"
Lou Aotian raised his bowl and drank a big mouthful of wine. He faced Loulan's Blade and said in a low voice, "As the commander, I will either give you glory and wealth or die with you on the battlefield! Fight with me today. Are you afraid? "
"No! We pledge our lives to Loulan's Blade! " The army roared. Which commander in the world dared to say that they would either give glory and wealth or die together on the battlefield?
The morale of the Dragon Cavalry was mobilized by Di Longtian. With Lou Aotian in Loulan's Blade, their morale soared to the heavens.
Time slowly passed. The scorching sun tore through the fog. The grass and trees of the Gan Mountain Ridge appeared in everyone's sight.
Dong dong dong …
They could even hear the beating of their hearts clearly.
Suddenly, a low guqin sound came from the forest. The atmosphere became more and more solemn and urgent. It stirred up the blood of the army and made their blood boil. Emperor Ye sat on the back of the God Slaying Eagle and played a celestial tune to calm the tension of the army. The pleasant guqin sound was mesmerizing.
Emperor Ye pressed down on the strings of the guqin with one hand and suppressed the guqin sound to the lowest level. However, it traveled very far. When it traveled far, the guqin sound became another kind of aura that suppressed people's souls. Even the emotions of the gods were suppressed. The morale of the army was suppressed.
Boom boom boom!
Gong Yang Motian stepped onto the war chariot. He held the drumstick and smashed the Sky Shaking Drum. Instantly, the morale of the army rose. The sound of the drum soared into the sky and broke the forest. It pressed down on Emperor Ye. The sound of the drum swept across the sky above Emperor Ye and into Loulan's Blade and Dragon Cavalry. The army coughed out blood and flew backward.
"Guqin!"
Emperor Ye stood up and turned into the Ten Light Divine Guqin. It blossomed with extraordinary splendor. Even the God Slaying Eagle was like a divine emperor. It flapped its wings and raised mountains and rivers.
Before the army even moved, Emperor Ye and Gong Yang Motian had already started fighting. They both wanted to raise the morale of their own army and suppress the morale of the other. The sound of the guqin rose and interweaved with the sound of the Sky Shaking Drum. They rose and fell continuously.
Gong Yang Motian's veins popped out and he exploded with all his strength. The biggest Sky Shaking Drum was almost pierced through by him. The sound of the drum pierced through time and space and rushed towards Emperor Ye. He wanted to crush her spirit and make her submit. However, he had underestimated Emperor Ye.
Emperor Ye's white hair flew up. His jade fingers were dripping with blood as he frantically plucked the strings. The sound of the guqin filled the sky and rushed into the clouds along with the sound of the drum.
Sing sing sing!
Boom boom boom!
The sound of the guqin and the drum collided continuously. Every sound was like a sudden clap of thunder that struck their hearts. The faces of Lou Lan's Blade and the Dragon Cavalry turned pale. This was even after Emperor Ye blocked most of the attacks. Otherwise, the sound of the drum alone would be able to kill a large number of soldiers!
The sound of the guqin became more and more violent and sharp. It was like a sharp knife that pierced into the souls of the gods. It was as if the heart was being gouged out, causing the Prefecture God Army at the front to frown.
Boom!
Sand and stones flew in the middle of the Gan Mountain Ridge. The sound of the guqin and the drum were like real divine weapons. They collided with each other and cut into the mountains on both sides. Sand and stones flew everywhere.
Emperor Ye's face was pale. Blood flowed out of her seven orifices. The fresh flesh of her five fingers was cut open by the strings, revealing the white bones. However, she could not retreat. If she did, a large number of soldiers behind her would die.
Gong Yang Motian danced with the drumsticks. His clothes exploded. His aura was at its peak. However, the more he struck, the more tired he became. Every movement took a lot of energy. However, he did not want to retreat. Once he did, the morale of the army would decline and the impact would be great!
The commander had already lost. Did he still expect the soldiers to win?
The strength used to strike the Heaven Shaking Drum was far more than Emperor Ye using the divine guqin. Moreover, Emperor Ye had two godhoods. One was the Heavenly Soul Godhood and the other was the Zither Dao Godhood. The amount of soul energy and divine power used was at most one-tenth of Gong Yang Motian's. Therefore, with her lower realm, Gong Yang Motian was almost forced to admit defeat.
Emperor Ye gritted his teeth and kept changing songs. From the Heaven Attacking Song to the Burial Emperor Song, then to the Killing God Song. The guqin song went from high pitched to low pitched, from austere to violent …
Both armies were waiting. Once either one of them was defeated, the curtains to the war would open. However, the outcome would not change. It would definitely be the Prefecture God Army of Gong Yang that attacked first!
In the end, Gong Yang Motian could not hold on any longer. He did not want to waste any more time with Emperor Ye. He used his strongest battle power and directly struck the Heaven Shaking Drum. The tragic sound turned into a long spear that pierced towards Emperor Ye's body.
Whoosh — — —
The long spear tore through time and space. Moreover, it was in a virtual state. Only Emperor Ye could sense it. He could not help but change his expression. He pulled the nine strings of the guqin and poured out his divine power.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh — — —
Nine sharp arrows rushed out and merged into one in an instant. They turned into a giant arrow and rushed towards the long spear that Gong Yang Motian had transformed into.
Boom!
The two collided. The long spear was unstoppable. It pierced through the giant arrow and arrived in front of Emperor Ye.
Screech!
Puchi — — —
The God Slaying Eagle used its body to block the spear. It let out a shrill cry, but it helped Emperor Ye block the fatal blow. Emperor Ye's body was sent flying by the God Slaying Eagle. He crashed into the crowd and was caught by Medusa.
Bang!
Gong Yang Motian directly knelt on the chariot. He panted heavily and shouted in a low voice, "Attack, kill without mercy!"
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