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Heroes of the ages, their grandeur unmatched, the true paragons of our time.
In the current era, the Central Plains are divided into three parts, surrounded by foreign tribes and demon clans. Wars rage incessantly, never ceasing.
Among those who have taken the flames of war into the grasslands of the foreign tribes, Oliver Sheng is the first in the eight-hundred-year history of the Great Wei.
Facing the northern tribes’ invasion, both Great Wei and Da Li have always adopted defensive strategies.
Oliver Sheng led his troops deep into the grasslands, striking the Barbarians with unprecedented ferocity, leaving the various Barbarian tribes in disarray.
The Gudis Tribe, Shanrong Tribe, Qi Mountain Tribe, Yanle Tribe, Shele Tribe, and the Western Qiang Tribe, among nine major tribes, assembled an elite force of 300,000 and summoned seven Great Grandmaster Ancestors to annihilate Oliver Sheng’s forces, encircle him, and drive the Wei people out of the grasslands for good.
“The grasslands are ours. How can we allow others to encroach upon them? Great Wei’s arrogance will be crushed as we march south and trample them underfoot,” declared Leshi Chuan, the leader of the Shele Tribe, slamming his whip on the table.
“Indeed, the grasslands are ours. We cannot tolerate those Wei people running rampant.”
“They slaughter our kin and steal our cattle and sheep, trampling on our Barbarian dignity,” the leader of the Qi Mountain Tribe said fiercely.
Historically, it was always them who raided south into Great Wei. Now, an unprecedented force had emerged, leading troops deep into the grasslands.
This was a complete affront to the face and dignity of the Barbarian tribes.
“Everyone, defeating the Wei people is easy, but with 300,000 elite troops gathered, we need a unified commander. We can’t be a disorganized mob; otherwise, what’s the point of our alliance?” said Yan Zhen, the leader of the Yanle Tribe, looking at the other tribal leaders.
Upon hearing this, everyone turned to Yan Zhen, understanding the implication behind his words.
However, none of the Barbarian tribes had the absolute strength to dominate the others.
“I believe I have some talent in military command. Why not let me lead?” the leader of the Qi Mountain Tribe suggested first.
“What qualifications do you have to be the commander?” retorted the leader of the Western Qiang Tribe immediately.
The Western Qiang Tribe and the Qi Mountain Tribe had long-standing conflicts over grazing lands and water sources.
“What do you mean, Jin Rifei? What do you mean?” the Qi Mountain Tribe leader shouted angrily.
“What’s with the barking? I said you lack the virtue and qualifications to be the commander,” Jin Rifei pointed at the Qi Mountain Tribe leader’s nose.
“Do you want a fight? Come on, call your Western Qiang Tribe’s rabble and let’s see who’s stronger.”
The leaders of the Qi Mountain and Western Qiang Tribes began arguing fiercely, almost ready to fight.
A meeting to discuss the campaign against the Wei people had turned into an internal squabble.
The long-standing divisions among the Barbarian tribes had deepened their conflicts.
“Gentlemen, now is not the time for your quarrels. Settle your differences after this matter is resolved. Fight to the death if you must, it has nothing to do with us.”
Many hoped the two tribes would weaken each other through conflict.
On the grasslands, the trend of tribes annexing each other was growing more severe.
Everyone wanted to grow stronger and unify the tribes.
This meeting was only possible due to the external threat.
“Hmph!!”
“I think I should be the commander.”
“No, let me lead. I can defeat Great Wei.”
“Nonsense, I proposed this, so I should be the commander.”
The leaders of the Gudis and Shanrong Tribes remained silent, looking up at the sky, as if the argument had nothing to do with them.
Their elite forces had suffered heavy losses, nearly 100,000 men, and their Great Grandmaster Ancestors had been killed, severely weakening their strength.
Here, they had little say.
Thus, they didn’t compete for the commander position, knowing they couldn’t win.
After a long argument with no result, the tribal leaders decided to each lead their own warriors against the Wei people.
The Barbarian tribes returned to their previous state of disunity.
No one would command another, and no one would be commanded.
So, the Barbarian tribes gathered 300,000 elite troops but failed to unify their command, then set out to attack Oliver Sheng’s forces.
Oliver Sheng’s troops were already prepared.
How could Oliver Sheng not know about the Barbarian tribes’ gathering?
But Oliver Sheng didn’t stop them. The Barbarian tribes were too scattered, making them difficult to sweep away. It was better to let them gather so he could annihilate them in one fell swoop.
With his current strength, numbers were no longer a threat. Oliver Sheng had no fear of the Barbarian’s 300,000 troops.
The massive Barbarian army, divided into nine major tribes, surrounded Oliver Sheng’s forces, aiming to cut off all escape routes.
Oliver Sheng looked to the sky and said calmly, “They’re here!”
“What’s here?” Wang Zhan looked up, confused.
“The enemy!” Oliver Sheng looked into the distance.
“I don’t see anything!” Wang Zhan looked around, seeing only their 10,000 men.
Oliver Sheng didn’t explain but told Wang Zhan, “Notify everyone to prepare for battle!”
“Yes, General!”
Oliver Sheng gave the order, and Wang Zhan went to relay it.
Half an incense stick later, Wang Zhan, Wesley Hu, and others felt the ground shaking.
It was the sound of countless cavalry charging.
At the same time, they felt a powerful pressure rising from all directions.
Seven figures, glowing with light, appeared in the sky.
“Seven Great Grandmasters?!”
Seeing the seven figures in the sky, Wesley Hu, Harrison Zhou, and others were shocked. They hadn’t expected the Barbarian tribes to deploy seven Great Grandmasters.
“Do not panic. Lead the troops and prepare to counterattack,” Oliver Sheng said calmly.
The generals looked at Oliver Sheng and felt reassured.
With Oliver Sheng, their backbone was present.
“Boom!!”
The earth-shaking roar caused some soldiers to feel a tinge of fear.
The 300,000-strong army surrounded them, its terrifying momentum shaking the heavens and earth.
Even Oliver Sheng’s seasoned troops couldn’t help but feel a bit uneasy.
“Stay calm, do not panic. I am here!”
Oliver Sheng’s voice reached every soldier’s ears, calming those who had started to panic.
“Wind!”
Oliver Sheng shouted!
“Great wind!”
“Great wind!”
“Great wind!”
The soldiers’ morale soared with the deafening shouts.
The 300,000-strong army surrounded over 10,000 men, their banners blocking the sky, spears like a forest, horses neighing, and iron weapons clanging, their battle spirit reaching the heavens.
The clash of momentum was like a battle between dragons and tigers.
“Just over 10,000 men, daring to rampage through our Barbarian grasslands,” Jin Rifei, the Western Qiang leader, sneered at the 10,000 Wei soldiers.
Their 300,000 elite troops could crush the 10,000 Wei soldiers with a single charge.
300,000 against 10,000, no one believed the 10,000 could survive.
In the sky, the seven Great Grandmasters focused on Oliver Sheng.
Seven powerful pressures fell on Oliver Sheng but dissipated like stones in a pond.
“Hmm?”
The seven Barbarian Great Grandmasters were taken aback, acknowledging Oliver Sheng’s formidable strength, having slain the Ancestors of the Xianyou, Gudis, and Shanrong Tribes.
However, facing their combined might, even a Great Grandmaster at the peak of his power would fall.
“Great Wei truly has many talents,” the Qi Mountain Tribe’s Great Grandmaster Ancestor sighed.
Compared to the Central Plains dynasties, the grassland tribes were far inferior in heritage.
Not to mention the Great Wei Dynasty, even its sects and Taoist sects were immensely powerful.
Fortunately, the Central Plains Taoist sects didn’t interfere in mundane dynastic affairs, or the grassland tribes would have to live with their tails between their legs.
“Let’s strike together, before it’s too late,” the Yanle Tribe’s Great Grandmaster said.
“Agreed, let’s attack together.”
The seven Great Grandmasters moved in unison, True Essence boiling, spiritual energy surging, and seven radiant hands, like a canopy, descended to crush everything beneath them.
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