Chapter 301: While the War is Going On
The only three remaining kings, Emperor Jing, King of Yue, and King of Southern Xinjiang, should have each held a corner of the three powers, but now they are standing at two ends.
The two ends of the scale.
Emperor Jing and the King of Yue placed their weights on the same tray, causing the scale to tilt overwhelmingly to one side. That was the weight of the two kings' combined 800,000-man army.
The sky was high and the wind was howling. The shallow grass in the vast fields was trampled by horses' hooves. In the sky, there were several huge mechanical birds controlled by the Mohists circling. Lin Junhuai stood on the top of the clouds and looked down. He was so shocked that he was speechless for a long time.
Millions of soldiers were as densely packed as ants, with no end or boundaries as far as the eye could see, forming a splash-ink landscape painting.
The Jing army's soldiers were dressed in pitch-black armor like ink-black mountains and forests, while the Yue army's soldiers were dressed in silver armor like the mist surrounding the mountains and the gurgling streams flowing through the forests. The black and white blended together, looking majestic and shocking.
At the front row of the Southern Xinjiang Army are several giant mechanical beasts that look like tigers and leopards. Each is controlled by three people, who are public transporters.
Le Zhou rode on his warhorse and looked at the two men in front of him from a distance. He raised his voice, "Emperor Jing and the King of Yue are determined to take over my southern border?"
The ministers smiled but said nothing. Jun Lin shouted, "Attack!"
I'm talking nonsense to you. If you want to fight, do it quickly.
The mechanical bird hovering in the air swooped down quickly, and the Mohist disciples, led by Lin Junhuai, fired fire crossbows and meteor arrows downwards.
Shen Sinian, Yan Yu and Man Huang advanced along the left, middle and right lines, while Zou Tao and Xing Zhi scouted and provided cover on the left and right, as if a long black river was rolling forward without stopping.
The war officially started with Emperor Jing's roar.
No matter how calm Le Zhou appeared on the surface, it was only because he didn't want to disrupt the morale of the troops. In fact, he was extremely violent and irritable and wanted to kill everyone in front of him.
The gap in military strength between the two sides was too great. In order to reduce the uncontrollability brought by Wang Gu, Emperor Jing and King Yue made a series of efforts to minimize the defeat of the war.
These supports from Emperor Jing and the information about southern Xinjiang that he possessed were obtained step by step by Junlin.
The King of Yue had just come to power and only wanted to stabilize the country's situation and consolidate his position. He had no interest in Southern Xinjiang. However, someone harmed his people and plotted against his life. Otherwise, Southern Xinjiang would only have to fight against the State of Jing in this war, and it would not be so terrifying that there would be millions of people participating in the war.
At present, the only person Le Zhou trusted was Gong Shujia. With a gesture, the flexible mechanical beast rushed towards Jing Yue. Various mechanical beasts appeared one after another, causing huge damage. Jun Lin curled his lips and said, "Master!"
Suddenly, someone jumped down from a high-altitude machine bird, and the young man landed beautifully on the Mohist machine beast that had just arrived. His sharp eyes showed a hint of maturity: "When has the Feigong Mo Sect ever defeated you, Gongshu?"
The pitch-black mechanical beast leaped up and slammed into its opponent.
The sound of swords clashing, the clatter of horses' hooves and footsteps, the wailing and roaring of slingshot horns, the roar of the battlefield almost shattered everyone's eardrums.
Gongqing narrowed his eyes, slowly raised his arm straight up, and suddenly swung it down sharply, with a crisp and somewhat ruthless movement: "Kill!"
Compared with the dark and murderous armor of Jing State, the silver armor of Yue Army is light and beautiful. Yue State has always been the richest among the five countries. Even the funds invested in the military are many times more than those of other countries. The armor must not only be practical, but also have to look good. The troops wearing silver armor that are attacking now are none other than the direct troops of the nobles: the Silver Wing Legion.
Their reputation is not as well known as the Dajing Iron Cavalry, but they are still extremely terrifying in the country.
The Silver Wings are like a silver army with wings. When they fold their wings, they can trap any enemy. When they spread their wings, they can fly out of the encirclement and no one can trap them. This is how the army got its name.
The elite among the elite, the Silver Wings Legion under the command of the nobles.
As soon as they joined the battlefield, the situation became one-sided. Jun Lin saw it clearly and exclaimed: "Good army!"
Gongqing's eyes followed Silver Wing's movements. He spoke calmly but with a hint of laughter and pride: "I used to think that I would have to fight you anyway. If I don't train my troops to be stronger, I'll be ashamed if you look down on me."
Jun Lin looked at the battle situation and said, "After the matter in Southern Xinjiang is over, I will go to take over your Yue Kingdom."
You'd better hand it over honestly, otherwise we don't want to see any more sacrifices.
How could Gong Qing not understand the meaning of her words? He put his index finger to his lips and smiled softly, then said: "I have already lost to you in that battle. I want to fulfill my promise and come to Jingguo to assist you."
As soon as Jun Lin heard this, his expression improved visibly.
The smile in the minister's eyes became even brighter: "I will come to assist you, but at the same time I must respect the wishes of the people. If they are unwilling to return to Shunjing State, I will hand over all power to the people and let them defend Yue State according to their own wishes."
What he meant was that if the people of Yue were unwilling to surrender, the ministers would not hand over the Yue seal to Jun Lin. He would return the seal to the people and let them fight for the country.
Jun Lin understood and nodded: "Yue Kingdom is their homeland where they have lived for a long time, so it is natural for them to disagree. But I still hope that they can understand that the three kingdoms have been unified under Jing Kingdom, and Yue Kingdom's return is only a matter of time. If I can convince them, I naturally don't want to resort to force again."
Gongqing raised his lips and said teasingly: "Why, I have traveled to various countries with my words and never lost. Are you afraid that you can't convince them?"
Jun Lin's mood improved again. Moreover, he had done favors to Yue Kingdom before, so it was not impossible to take over Yue Kingdom without any loss.
Her frown had just relaxed a little when she suddenly said in a deep voice, "It appeared!"
Gray moths fluttered in flight above the battlefield.
The two men immediately stopped talking, stepped on their horses' backs and flew out using their Qinggong skills.
The precious swords at her waist were drawn out with a "swish", one white and one black, one vertical and one horizontal. Her toes lightly tapped the shoulders of the soldiers. Gongqing swung his sword with a "swish" and a cold light flashed, and Xuxu passed through the wings of a moth. Wang Gu dodged very flexibly and accelerated to fly into the sky. Jun Lin narrowed her eyes and Gongqing understood. She spun around and stepped on Gongqing's shoulder and jumped high.
The violent sword energy slashed towards the gray dot like destroying the sky and the earth, and Le Zhou, who was watching from a distance, felt a fierce shock in his heart.
The moth suddenly turned into countless and flew everywhere, barely escaping the disaster. Le Zhou wiped the cold sweat from his forehead in fear. It was almost, almost, and Wang Gu would be gone.
Jun Lin made a "tsk" sound and looked very unhappy.
Even the ministers snorted and looked cold.
The two men gripped their swords tightly, turned their heads to look at each other, and then attacked Le Zhou directly.