Chapter 349: Complete Destruction
Yang Xiangwei decided to help them.
At this moment, He seemed to have forgotten that before this major operation, every time He took action, He would arrange for his own people to infiltrate the opponent's forces, and had already made the opponent's forces like a sieve.
The other party was completely deceived by Him and always thought that those things were done by their "opponents". No one ever thought that it was Yang Xiangwei.
Yang Xiangwei decided to help them. At this moment, He seemed to have forgotten that before this major operation, every time He took action, He would arrange for his own people to infiltrate the opponent's forces, and had already made the opponent's forces like a sieve.
The enemy was completely kept in the dark by him and always thought that those things were done by their "opponents". No one ever thought that Yang Xiangwei was involved.
Although these forces seem powerful, they are actually all harboring their own ulterior motives and selfish desires, and are simply unable to unite.
At the beginning of the meeting, representatives from all parties began to argue over their own interests.
The priests of the Creation Shrine advocated sending out a small group of elite troops to test the enemy's situation first. They were worried that hastily assembling a large army would expose their strength, and if the battle went badly, the losses would not be too heavy.
The bishop of the temple believed that they should do their best to capture Huangshan in one fell swoop. He felt that as long as they fought quickly and decisively, they could achieve their goal before other forces could react, and they could also take this opportunity to expand their sphere of influence.
Other small forces were watching from the sidelines, some wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to gain benefits, while others were afraid of being dragged into the dispute and bringing disaster upon themselves. They also had different opinions on issues such as the number of troops to be sent and the supply of food and fodder.
In this way, the meeting was held day after day, from early morning to dusk, from sunrise to moonset. Everyone argued in the airtight conference room until their faces turned red, but they still could not come up with a unified plan.
Half a month has passed, and apart from wasting a lot of time and energy, the meeting has made no substantial progress.
Yang Xiangwei was secretly observing all this, with a helpless look on her face. She shook her head secretly and sighed in her heart: "With such a disorganized group, how can we achieve anything?"
In desperation, Yang Xiangwei could only resort to trickery once again.
He quietly instructed those spies who had long been lurking in various forces to skillfully guide public opinion and create pressure during the meeting.
These spies would either throw out some seemingly reasonable suggestions when everyone was arguing, and steer the topic towards attacking Huangshan; or when certain forces were hesitant, they would use implicit threats and inducements to prompt them to make up their minds.
With the meticulous efforts of their spies, the forces of the Creation Shrine and the Temple finally came to an agreement in the midst of chaos - to gather forces and attack Mount Huangshan.
When the news reached Meng Qi, she was practicing in the courtyard. When she heard the decision, she almost laughed out loud.
Her eyes were full of mockery, and she couldn't help but say, "How many of them are there? How dare they attack Huangshan? Do they think that we, the gods' messengers, are vegetarians? With their little tricks, they think they can shake the foundation of Huangshan? They are simply overestimating their own abilities!"
Hearing this, Yang Xiangwei looked calm, but her eyes were shining with determination. She said calmly, "Let them come. This is a good opportunity to wipe them out. These forces have been doing things in secret for a long time, causing trouble to the world. They should have been wiped out long ago."
The people around him responded one after another, their eyes revealing their eagerness to fight.
They have been preparing for so long, just waiting for today!
That day, the weather was sunny and the sky was as blue as a gem. The sun shone on the earth, and there was peace and tranquility.
The Creation Shrine and the Temple led a huge army, rushing towards Huangshan like a black tide.
Flags were flying in the army, cold lights were flashing, and the soldiers' footsteps were orderly and heavy, causing the ground to tremble slightly. They were full of ambition and greed, and wanted to take over Huangshan in one fell swoop and bring it into their sphere of influence.
At the same time, Ming Qi, Meng Qi, Wei Xingze and others had already led their troops outside and were ready for battle.
For this great war, they took great pains, safely evacuating the people in the territory in advance and clearing out a vast area as a special battlefield, just to allow the battle to proceed without interference and completely defeat the enemy.
Their troops were neatly lined up, morale was high, and in every man's eyes there was a burning determination to fight, ready to meet the enemy at any time.
When the two armies finally confronted each other, the air was instantly filled with a strong smell of gunpowder, and the tense atmosphere made people almost suffocate.
At the command, the horn of war suddenly sounded. In an instant, the shouts of killing shook the sky, and the armies of both sides pounced on each other like two ferocious beasts.
Ming Qi revealed his bone wings, flew into the sky, waving the Demon-Eating Sword in his hand, and led the charge into the enemy camp. Wherever he went, the enemies fell one after another. His figure on the battlefield was like a black lightning, swift and deadly.
Meng Qi held a bloodthirsty sickle in her hand, emitting powerful spiritual power. Her eyes were firm and sharp. Every time she swung the sickle, it brought about a bloody storm, tearing open the enemy's defense line.
Wei Xing led a team of aliens and cast all kinds of strange spells. For a moment, lights interlaced, explosions occurred one after another, and the battlefield was in chaos.
The battle was so fierce that the sky was dark and the sun and moon were invisible.
The sky was sometimes covered with dark clouds and sometimes with lightning and thunder, as if the sky was roaring in anger for this tragic war.
The earth was shaking violently, as if it was about to be torn apart. Huge cracks continued to spread underfoot, swallowing countless lives.
The soldiers on both sides were blood-thirsty and rushed towards each other recklessly. The blood dyed the entire land red, like a sea of blood.
The battlefield was filled with the flashing of swords, the roar of magic, the shouts of killing, and the screams, forming a tragic and brutal war song.
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In a blink of an eye, the battle entered a white-hot stage, the situation became stalemate, and both sides suffered heavy losses.
Although the troops of the Creation Shrine and the Temple were numerous, Mingqi and his troops, with their tenacious will and excellent fighting skills, always held the line and did not let the enemy advance a single step.
Just when the two sides were in a stalemate, Ming Qi and others suddenly launched a fierce counterattack. They seemed to be blessed by the gods. Their strength burst out instantly, like a sharp blade, piercing into the enemy's heart.
Under their fierce attack, the armies of the Creation Shrine and the Temple finally began to show signs of defeat. The soldiers fled in all directions and their formation was in chaos.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the Creation Shrine and the Temple secretly felt lucky that they did not bring everyone with them and left behind some elites.
As long as this group of people develop secretly, they will be able to come back one day in the future to avenge them...
But what they didn't know was that Yang Xiangwei was personally in charge of this battlefield, and the four divine beasts led Yu Zhongdou and others straight to their headquarters and wiped out the so-called elites...
Since Yang Xiangwei said she wanted to kill them, then kill them completely and leave no trouble behind.
At this time, in the sky above the battlefield, the green dragon stretched out its slender body, and its scales flashed with a cold green light. Wherever it went, strong winds howled and trees were uprooted.
Its huge claws easily tore through the defensive barrier of the Creation Shrine, making a dull sound, as if it was the announcement of the god of death.
The white tiger is majestic, emitting a murderous aura. Every time it attacks, a blood mist will appear among the enemy's elite troops. Its roar is like thunder, making the enemy's ears buzz and their hearts and minds shattered.
The Vermilion Bird danced with its blazing flaming wings, and the flames spread wildly, reducing the temple headquarters to ashes. The scorching heat distorted the surrounding air, and the elites who tried to hide let out miserable cries in the sea of fire.
Xuanwu took steady steps, using its thick tortoise shell to resist the enemy's attacks. The water gushing from its mouth was like a raging torrent, instantly drowning the enemy. Those elites who originally still held out a glimmer of hope were as fragile as ants in the face of this powerful force.
Yu Zhongdou led an elite force and followed closely the four divine beasts. He held a sharp spear in his hand, the tip of which flashed with cold light. Wherever he went, the enemies fell to the ground.
His eyes were determined and he had only one belief in his heart, which was to completely eliminate these evil forces.
Under his leadership, the soldiers were in high spirits and fought bravely. They skillfully coordinated the attacks of the four divine beasts, launching precise strikes on the enemy, leaving them no chance to breathe.
The elites of the Creation Shrine and the Temple Headquarters were originally waiting for news of victory from the battlefield ahead, fantasizing that they would be able to regroup someday in the future.
However, when the four divine beasts, Yu Zhongdou and others appeared before them like divine soldiers descending from the sky, their fantasies were instantly shattered.
These elites hurriedly took up arms and tried to organize resistance, but in the face of the huge gap in power, their resistance seemed so powerless.
In the chaos, a high-ranking priest of the Creation Shrine shouted in horror: "How could this happen? How did they find this place?"
His voice was filled with fear and desperation.
A bishop of the temple collapsed to the ground, muttering to himself: "It's over, everything is over..."
They could never have imagined that Yang Xiangwei had already seen through all their plans and would not leave them any chance to make a comeback.
As the battle progressed, the elites of the Creation Shrine and the Temple Headquarters were gradually wiped out.
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