Protect Our Patriarch
Book 5: Chapter 134: The Immortal Emperor is enraged! Wealth and honor are sought through danger

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In contrast, Emperor Qingyu of Liang was grinning from ear to ear. "Yuanji, oh Yuanji, thank you for being the first to break the tacit understanding between the Immortal Emperor and the Demon Emperor. Otherwise, even if our two countries were to stalemate for another hundred years, it would be difficult to determine a winner. I shall gladly accept this great victory."

With a serious expression, Emperor Qingyu waved his hand and decisively ordered, "Red Fire Heavy Cavalry, heed my command. Launch a full-scale attack and leave no Yan dogs alive."

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The Red Fire Heavy Cavalry immediately drew their swords, their eyes blazing with fiery determination.

They had heard the conversation between the two emperors clearly and understood the situation. What seemed like a crisis had suddenly turned in their favor, giving Liang a significant advantage. Their blood boiled with excitement, and their morale soared.

Amidst the thunderous battle cries, they charged like a steel torrent towards the Xuanshan Cavalry gathered on the chaotic beach.

Seeing this, the faces of the Xuanshan Cavalry on the beach changed dramatically.

Although they were also Yan's most elite troops, their morale had inevitably been shaken, and they quickly became dispirited.

"Xuanshan Cavalry, charge the enemy head-on!"

In an instant, Emperor Yuanji of Yan realized the dire situation and immediately gave the order in a deep voice.

With the Red Fire Heavy Cavalry's morale at its peak, if he ordered the Xuanshan Cavalry to retreat by ship, their already low morale would plummet further, and the Red Fire Heavy Cavalry would undoubtedly pursue them relentlessly. At that point, the Xuanshan Cavalry would likely lose at least half of their forces.

It was better to confront the enemy head-on and ignite the Xuanshan Cavalry's fighting spirit. Although there would still be casualties, there would at least be a chance to regroup.

"Boom!"

With the sound of thunderous hooves filling the air, the two forces collided fiercely, and the battle erupted instantly.

In almost no time, the deafening sounds of battle and the rolling waves of energy filled the chaotic beach. One cavalryman after another fell from their horses, and scarlet blood gradually spread across the rocky shore.

"Truly the elite guards of Liang and Yan," Wang Anye observed the intense battle, nodding in approval.

Compared to the Demon Falcon Battle Group, they were not only not inferior but had several advantages.

However, the actual combat power of the two groups was quite similar. If they continued to fight like this, the Red Fire Heavy Cavalry would likely win, but at a heavy cost.

Fortunately, he was prepared.

As he spoke, Wang Anye took out a tower and held it in his palm.

The tower appeared ancient and unassuming, with a restrained aura, looking like an ordinary metal ornament with nothing special about it.

However, with a thought from Wang Anye, spatial ripples emanated from the tower, and a massive tower-shaped phantom appeared.

The next moment, the door of the tower-shaped phantom slowly opened, and one figure after another rode out on warhorses, quickly assembling into an army behind Wang Anye.

In the night, their black armor reflected a cold, eerie light, exuding a chilling battle intent that inspired awe.

These were the elite of the Changning Wang's Clan Militia Regiment!

Their numbers reached over a thousand!

"This is... the Soldier-Hiding Tower?!"

Emperor Yuanji of Yan's face changed rapidly.

With his Lingxu Realm strength, he had already used his divine sense to scan the surroundings, and within dozens of miles, there were no large troop gatherings.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have dared to confront Liang's Red Fire Heavy Cavalry head-on.

He never expected this mysterious young man to possess the extremely rare Soldier-Hiding Tower and hide an elite force inside!

"You dare, boy!"

Emperor Yuanji of Yan was furious, and in his anger, he struck out with a palm directly at Wang Anye.

Endless spiritual energy gathered in his palm, transforming into a massive cyan hoofprint that pressed down on Wang Anye.

In an instant, it seemed as if the world was about to collapse.

The terrifying might seemed to freeze space, with the sound of wind and thunder echoing from the void, like the might of heaven, instilling a chilling fear in all who witnessed it.

Such a terrifying force would leave an ordinary Purple Mansion Realm cultivator paralyzed with fear, unable to react.

Even Wang Anye, accustomed to the pressure of the Lingxu Realm, felt his eyes narrow and the pressure on him increase.

He was about to take out the Saint-Slaying Bow.

But before he could act, a hearty laugh rang out beside him. "Hahaha~ Yuanji, you really can't change your despicable ways. As an emperor, how can you bully the young?"

Before the words were finished, Emperor Qingyu of Liang appeared in front of him, raising his hand.

A massive amount of gold-attribute spiritual energy gathered, instantly forming a giant golden hammer that smashed towards the massive cyan hoofprint.

Dominant and fierce, it carried the weight of a thousand pounds.

The terrifying force spread out, instantly shattering the space that had nearly solidified under the pressure of the cyan hoofprint.

In the blink of an eye, the hoofprint and the golden hammer collided in mid-air.

"Boom!!"

Both the hoofprint and the golden hammer shattered.

The deafening explosion echoed through the void, shaking the heavens and the earth.

At the same time, a terrifying shockwave swept out, causing sand and stones to fly, and the Huai River to surge with waves, leaving everyone in shock.

At the point of collision between the hoofprint and the golden hammer, even the space was shaken, creating cracks.

In the fierce energy storm, Emperor Qingyu, dressed in imperial robes, remained composed and regal, exuding an air of imperial majesty.

In the past few hundred years, he had never felt as happy, as refreshed, or as spirited as he did today.

"Come, come, since you're so idle, Yuanji, why don't I play with you?" Emperor Qingyu laughed heartily, and before Emperor Yuanji could react, he raised his hand, and a dark gold longsword appeared in his hand.

At the same time, a majestic and domineering roar sounded, and a massive golden beast phantom appeared behind him.

It was a fearsome beast, resembling a tiger but not quite, majestic and imposing, with scarlet eyes that exuded not a hint of ferocity but rather a sense of awe-inspiring majesty, bringing an inexplicable sense of peace.

With its aura, Emperor Qingyu's momentum surged, and he charged towards Emperor Yuanji.

Then, he raised his hand and struck with his sword.

The sharp gold energy transformed into sword intent, slicing through the air, changing the color of the sky.

Emperor Yuanji's face changed, and he quickly pulled out a cyan hammer to defend himself. The cyan hammer exuded a mysterious aura, with immense power, clearly a Dao artifact.

At the same time, a roar like rolling thunder echoed through the heavens and the earth.

A substantial gray beast phantom suddenly appeared behind Emperor Yuanji. The phantom had the head of a bull and the tail of a deer, with only one horn on its head and one foot below. As soon as it appeared, it brought with it the sound of wind and thunder.

His Dharma Aspect phantom was the legendary divine beast—[Kui Niu]!

With the support of the Kui Niu phantom, Emperor Yuanji's momentum also surged, instantly entangling with Emperor Qingyu.

As the Emperor of Yan, Emperor Yuanji practiced the "Kui Niu Codex," a secret technique passed down through the Yan royal family for generations. It required a high bloodline and boasted formidable combat power, comparable to the "Prison Suppression Codex" passed down through the Liang royal family.

Moreover, the two were of similar age, and their cultivation levels were nearly equal, making their overall strength evenly matched.

Now, the two engaged in a fierce battle, causing mountains and rivers to collapse and the sky to change color. Even the Xuanshan Cavalry and Red Fire Heavy Cavalry fighting on the ground were affected, forced to divert some attention to withstand the aftermath of their clash.

Meanwhile, Wang Anye led the elite of the Wang Clan Militia Regiment into the battlefield.

Compared to the heavily armored Xuanshan Cavalry, the Wang Clan Militia Regiment's equipment was lighter and more agile, making them less suited for direct confrontation. With fewer numbers, Wang Anye led his troops to attack the flanks and rear of the Xuanshan Cavalry, using their speed advantage to harass and support.

The Xuanshan Cavalry, caught between the Red Fire Heavy Cavalry's assault and Wang Anye's harassment, found themselves in a dire situation, their morale quickly plummeting.

Within a short time, the Xuanshan Cavalry began to retreat.

In the sky, seeing the unfavorable situation, Emperor Yuanji of Yan lost the will to continue fighting Emperor Qingyu and finally ordered the Xuanshan Cavalry to retreat.

At this point, worrying about losses was meaningless. Even knowing that retreating would result in heavy losses, there was no other choice.

Because if they didn't retreat, they might never leave!

With the order given, the last bit of fighting spirit dissipated, and the Xuanshan Cavalry's morale completely collapsed, leading to a hasty retreat.

Emperor Qingyu, unwilling to let go of this rare opportunity, immediately led the Red Fire Heavy Cavalry in pursuit, chasing the Xuanshan Cavalry like a pack of wolves, forcing them to abandon their armor and flee like stray dogs before finally ceasing the pursuit.

In the end, less than thirty percent of the Xuanshan Cavalry managed to escape. The remaining seventy percent were either killed in battle or captured during the pursuit, left to await their fate.

Meanwhile, on the right flank of the army, Wang Fugui's United Volunteer Battle Group completed an encirclement maneuver, joining forces with the Qingfeng Corps to completely rout the Anhai Corps.

Large numbers of soldiers were captured, and only a few thousand managed to break through and escape.

Simultaneously, on the enemy's left flank, the Heiyang Corps was similarly defeated by Yun Mengyu's Northern Territory Wang Mansion troops and the Anping Corps using the same tactics.

At this point, the defeat of the Yan army led by Prince Huaiyin was inevitable.

Sensing the dire situation, they began a hasty retreat before the Qingfeng Corps and Anping Corps could encircle them.

As the saying goes, "A defeated army is like a landslide." Under the relentless assault of the enemy, the Huaiyin Army struggled to mount an effective counterattack.

Seizing the opportunity, Prince Zhenyang's main forces pressed forward, spreading out to pursue, capture cities, and eliminate the fleeing Huaiyin Army.

In a short time, over thirty garrison towns in Huaiyin Commandery were occupied.

Not only that, but with their morale soaring, Prince Zhenyang divided his forces, sending the main force to continue advancing and sweeping through Yan's Fengyao Commandery, while dispatching two corps to launch a surprise attack on Shunning Commandery.

With ambitious intentions, Prince Zhenyang of Liang sought to seize two commanderies from Yan amidst the chaos.

This was a brilliant campaign.

After successive battles, Wang Fugui's United Volunteer Battle Group and Yun Mengyu's Northern Territory Wang Mansion troops had already successfully joined forces, capturing seven or eight garrison towns with ease, earning great merit.

On this day, the two battle groups had entered Fengyao Commandery and set up camp.

In the camp of the Wu Clan's three battle camps led by Wu Zhide, Wu Zhide and several other Divine Realm elders from various clans gathered together. Their faces were flushed with excitement, as if they had struck it rich.

"Ah, fighting alongside Brother Fugui is truly exhilarating," Wu Zhide said, fondling a top-grade storage ring they had seized, while gifting his original high-grade storage ring to a younger Purple Mansion Realm member of his clan. He began sorting through the 'treasures' inside the top-grade ring. "These spoils are of little value and take up space, so let's distribute them to the clan members."

"This pile... is worth several thousand immortal crystals, it's hard to decide, hard to decide indeed."

After consecutive victories, the storage spaces of the elders were filled with spoils, forcing them to constantly remove less valuable items to make room for more valuable ones.

"In the past, I thought Divine Spirit Artifact-level storage rings were expensive and useless, only a fool would buy them," Wang Yuxuan lamented as he reluctantly discarded 'unimportant' spoils, his heart aching to the point of tears. "But now, I only wish the storage rings were bigger, and I could wear one on each of my ten fingers, ten toes, and, uh... like rings, wear dozens of storage rings."

"Old Wang, you should be content," Luo Baichuan, the Divine Realm Old Ancestor of the Luo Clan, rolled his eyes, complaining, "Every time we go to battle, Young Master Fugui assigns our Luo Clan to logistics, so we get fewer spoils than your Wang Clan."

"Hahaha, what can I say? Fugui Old Ancestor and our Wang Clan are family," Wang Yuxuan said smugly. "Baichuan, my little brother, should I ask Fugui Old Ancestor to let your Luo Clan take the lead in the next two towns for the first merit?"

"Thank you, Brother Yuxuan," Luo Baichuan expressed his gratitude.

This battle group consisted of five clans, and the relationship between the Luo Clan, Ying Clan, and Young Master Fugui was not as close as with the Wu Clan, Wang Clan, and Jiang Clan.

Young Master Fugui was a Wang, and his grandmother was a princess of the East Qian Wu Clan, reportedly favored by Emperor Longchang of East Qian since childhood, so their relationship with the Cold Moon Wu Clan was naturally good.

As for the Cold Moon Jiang Clan, they were the main branch of the Liang Jiang Clan, and now they were clinging to the Princess of Chunnan, flattering Young Master Fugui shamelessly to maintain a good relationship.

This made Luo Baichuan feel somewhat marginalized.

No, no, I heard that our family's rising star, Luo Yuqing, is with Master Wang Shouzhe. She must work hard.

Just then, a messenger outside the tent announced, "Young Master Fugui invites all the commanders to a meeting."

Everyone was overjoyed.

It was evident that Young Master Fugui had a new strategic plan. They wondered which garrison towns in Fengyao Commandery they would target next. Ideally, they would head straight for Fengyao Commandery City, which would be a great achievement.

In no time, all the commanders had gathered in Wang Fugui's main command tent, including those from the United Volunteer Battle Group and the elite of the Northern Territory Wang Mansion.

After successive campaigns, Wang Fugui had matured rapidly, his eyes calm and steady, exuding the demeanor of a great commander as he sat in the commander's chair.

The Princess of Chunnan, Yun Mengyu, sat beside him, her posture indicating that she followed Wang Fugui's lead in everything.

"Fugui Old Ancestor, which garrison towns are we targeting this time?" Wang Yuxuan's eyes sparkled with excitement. "Yuxuan is willing to lead the charge for Old Ancestor."

Luo Baichuan rolled his eyes.

So, you were just sweet-talking me earlier?

He quickly stepped forward and cupped his hands. "Young Master Fugui, this time, I am also willing to lead the charge."

The Ying Clan and Jiang Clan also stepped forward to volunteer, and even the elite commanders of the Northern Territory Wang Mansion were eager to take the lead.

Leading the charge yielded the most military merit and spoils, and with their strength, capturing these sparsely defended rural garrison towns was a breeze.

Wang Fugui glanced at everyone and said calmly, "This time, we're not targeting garrison towns. After discussing with Mengyu, we plan to do something big."

The commanders were immediately invigorated.

Young Master Fugui was indeed bold, seemingly preparing to seize the credit from the main army by capturing Fengyao Commandery City first. They all eagerly volunteered to be the vanguard.

"The main forces of the Zhenyang Army have already set their sights on Fengyao Commandery City, so competing with our allies for credit is meaningless," Wang Fugui shook his head.

"Then, what do you mean, Young Master?"

For a moment, the commanders were puzzled.

"I plan to march quickly through the Fengyao and Panzhe Commanderies of the Demon Yan Kingdom, straight to the heart of the Demon Yan Kingdom—Shangjing City, Xianggu City," Wang Fugui said casually.

"What!?"

Wu Zhide, Wang Yuxuan, and the other Divine Realm cultivators were shocked.

Directly attacking Shangjing City of the Demon Yan Kingdom? Young Master Fugui, do you have to be so ruthless and crazy?

"Your shock is gratifying," Wang Fugui smiled subtly, remaining calm. "If even you didn't expect me to attack Shangjing City, then the Demon Yan people certainly won't."

"For over fifty years, the armies of Liang and Yan have been locked in a standoff, with most of the capable troops gathered at the front lines. After this defeat at the front, the rear has barely managed to muster forces to try to stop Liang from annexing Fengyao and Panzhe Commanderies, with most of these forces being the garrison of Shangjing City and clan troops. As a result, the rear is even more vulnerable."

"Moreover, I've received information that Emperor Yuanji of the Demon Yan Kingdom and the Xuanshan Cavalry suffered a major defeat and are now being pursued by Emperor Qingyu of Liang, while the Demon Yan Holy Land is similarly being held in check by the Liang Holy Land."

As Wang Fugui's methodical analysis unfolded, the commanders' eyes gradually brightened.

They simultaneously realized that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

If they could capture Shangjing City of the Demon Yan Kingdom, it would not only be a monumental achievement and honor, but the spoils would be immeasurable. After all, everyone knew that the capital of the Demon Yan Kingdom was where the most valuable treasures were concentrated.

If they could raid the national treasury and treasure vault of the Demon Yan Kingdom, they would truly strike it rich!

"Let's do it!" Wu Zhide and the others' eyes turned red, their gaze at Wang Fugui burning with fervor. "As the saying goes, 'Fortune favors the bold.' As long as Young Master Fugui gives the order, we are willing to risk our lives."

A fervent atmosphere rose in Wang Fugui's command tent, with everyone's eyes fixed on him, awaiting his command.

"Very well. Abandon all baggage that would slow down our march, and clear out your storage rings, finding a place to hide them first," Wang Fugui said as he stood up, speaking in a deep voice. "This is an opportunity that won't come again. We must seize Shangjing City of the Demon Yan Kingdom before the Immortal Emperor and Demon Emperor react, grab the valuable items, and make a swift escape, catching everyone off guard!"

Facing enemy nations from different factions, Wang Fugui had no qualms. Besides, they were only targeting the clans, government, and royal family of the Demon Kingdom, without disturbing the common people, so he felt no psychological pressure.

"Capture Shangjing City, rob the royal family of the Demon Kingdom! Everyone, prepare to set off!"

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While the Lingqu Continent was embroiled in fierce battles.

In the Han Yue Immortal Dynasty, at the Immortal Court.

Shuyue Pavilion.

As the most frequently used study of the current Immortal Emperor Mu Yun, Shuyue Pavilion was always decorated in the latest fashion. Not only had the dressing mirrors been replaced with the latest Wang's Clan glass mirrors, but even the lighting fixtures had been upgraded to luxurious crystal chandeliers, grand and elegant, yet uniquely styled.

At this moment, with the sunlight streaming in, the projection of Immortal Emperor Mu Yun sat on a soft couch by the window, still wearing a loose white robe, but instead of reclining lazily as usual, she sat upright, exuding an even more noble and dignified aura.

Her radiant and poised face no longer bore the usual casual smile, but was stern, with a cold glint in her eyes.

In front of her, the Northern Territory King, with graying hair, stood bent over, bowing with his head lowered, feeling guilty.

At this moment, he had none of the usual majesty of a king, but rather resembled a child caught misbehaving by a parent, trembling and not daring to utter a word.

As a "wise king" of the royal family, the Northern Territory King had been responsible for commanding the Northern Territory Army since inheriting his hereditary title. Over the years, he had neither achieved great feats nor made significant mistakes.

In short, he was a mediocre king. As a result, he rarely had the experience of being summoned by Immortal Emperor Mu Yun for a scolding. Under the cold gaze of the Immortal Emperor's projection, he felt immense pressure, wiping cold sweat several times in a short period.

"Yun Hongxun, you are truly bold!" The Immortal Emperor's tone was cold and indifferent, yet her entire being exuded a terrifying pressure. "How dare you, under the pretense of supporting Chunnan's development, assemble an elite battle group to intervene in the Liang-Yan battlefield. Are you trying to provoke an immortal-demon war on my behalf?"

"Ancestor, I'm innocent!" The Northern Territory King was so frightened that his back was drenched in sweat, and his legs went weak. "All of this..."

Under the Immortal Emperor's terrifying pressure, he almost confessed the truth, betraying Wang Fugui and Yun Mengyu.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, he remembered his "scapegoat" mission and quickly changed his tone, starting to plead, "This, all of this was initiated by the Demon Dynasty. If you want to blame someone, blame the Demon Dynasty! I had no choice~~"

"Think about it, the Demon Yan Princess instigated the Chao Clan to target Liang. If my Northern Territory Wang Mansion didn't respond, how could my heir, Lixuan, and his wife, Yiyi, live in the future?"

"This not only tarnished the reputation of my Northern Territory Wang Mansion but also harmed the reputation of our Yun Clan. Others might think that our Han Yue Yun Clan is afraid of their Red Moon Chao Clan~"

Immortal Emperor Mu Yun scrutinized the Northern Territory King, a meaningful cold smile playing on her lips. "Yun Hongxun, your eloquence has improved. How much ability do you have that I don't know about? Tell me honestly, who is advising you behind the scenes?"

The Northern Territory King bit his tongue and quickly asserted, "It was... it was because I couldn't bear my wife's complaints that I made the decision alone!"

"Very well, I admire your courage to take responsibility alone. You are indeed a child of our Yun Clan." The Immortal Emperor looked at him with a half-smile. "Regardless of how this matter unfolds, I will assign you to the outer region battlefield to showcase the prowess of our Yun Clan."

"What!?" The Northern Territory King was dumbfounded. "Ancestor, I'm almost retired, how can you bear to do this?"

"Of course, I can bear it." The Immortal Emperor chuckled softly, her gaze indifferent. "You are a king of the Yun Clan, and even for a minor offense, you must be sent to the front lines. As for that Chao Clan boy, he is the main offender... hmm, that boy has potential. If you, a king with no significant achievements, can exchange him, our Immortal Dynasty will profit greatly."

"Ugh!"

The Northern Territory King almost spat blood.

Ancestor, could you not be so blunt? At least be a little more tactful...

Meanwhile, he silently prayed.

Fugui, oh Fugui, I've taken all the blame. If you don't find a way to get me out, I'll never forgive you!

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