Oliver Sheng did not give the order to charge; instead, he decided to take Shelechuan in one swift move.
Up to this point, they had captured an enormous amount of warhorses, cattle, sheep, gold, silver, and prisoners.
The captured cattle and sheep alone numbered in the millions.
Now, Wesley Hu’s five thousand subordinates and three thousand auxiliary soldiers were all busy guarding the warhorses and livestock.
The Barbarian women and young men who were captured were being watched over by the Barbarian slave army.
Having killed so many of their own kin, the Barbarian slave army had no way to return. If they wanted to survive, they had to follow Oliver Sheng and obey his commands.
Oliver had already sent a message back, instructing Sawyer Shangguan, Xiao Chuyi, and Lin Jiang to lead their troops to take over the prisoners and spoils of war.
“First, set up camp and rest. Once Sawyer and the others arrive, we’ll march together and sweep through Shelechuan.”
Oliver now exuded a majestic aura, his presence overwhelming and awe-inspiring, giving off an invincible vibe.
Since entering the grasslands, he had not suffered a single defeat, thanks to his unparalleled strength.
In recent days, the abilities of Zane Wang, Wesley Hu, and Harrison Zhou had all improved, with the three of them breaking through to the mid-Innate stage.
Continuous battles, an endless supply of cattle and sheep meat, and pills had rapidly enhanced their Flood Dragon Devouring Technique, causing their strength to grow continuously.
Even the ordinary soldiers under his command were improving. The most terrifying aspect of the Flood Dragon Devouring Technique was its reliance on consumption; as long as there was a constant supply of meat and essence, their strength would keep increasing.
Many ordinary soldiers had already broken through to the Martial Artist realm, and the number of Martial Masters and Postnatal Realm generals was also increasing.
Among his over ten thousand subordinates, there were no ordinary soldiers left; even the three thousand auxiliary soldiers were all Martial Disciples.
The weakest of the two thousand heavy cavalry were at the mid-Martial Artist stage.
Among the heavy cavalry, the number of Martial Masters had already surpassed three hundred.
With such formidable subordinates, Oliver Sheng could sweep through the Barbarian grasslands.
Oliver’s camp set up for rest and reorganization gave the Barbarian tribes one last breath of respite.
Without a Great Grandmaster, the Barbarian tribes were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
“The Wei army has already reached Shelechuan. This is our last piece of grassland. What do you think we should do?” the new leader of the Western Qiang Tribe said.
At this moment, the leaders of the nine major tribes were gathered together. The Xianyou Tribe had already been completely expelled from the Barbarian royal tribes and had fled west.
“Let’s ask the Dark Moon Palace for help,” the new leader of the Shanrong Tribe suggested.
“What?!”
“Ask the Dark Moon Palace for help? Wouldn’t that make our Barbarian tribes subordinates of the Dark Moon Palace?” the leader of the Yanle Tribe said.
“The Dark Moon Palace has long coveted our Barbarian lands. If we ask them for help, I’m afraid the Dark Moon Palace will become the supreme ruler over us.”
“But if we don’t seek help from the Dark Moon Palace, who can stand against that Wei Martial Saint?”
At this moment, they had already regarded Oliver Sheng as a Martial Saint. Only a Martial Saint could easily kill seven Great Grandmasters and destroy an army of three hundred thousand elite soldiers.
“Do we abandon the grasslands and flee north or west to become wanderers, or do we become subordinates of the Dark Moon Palace? It’s up to you to decide.”
“After all, the Dark Moon Palace does have a Martial Saint in residence.”
Speaking of the Martial Saint in the Dark Moon Palace, the hearts of the Barbarian tribes sank. For hundreds of years, no Martial Saint had emerged among the Barbarian tribes, as they had been secretly suppressed by the Dark Moon Palace.
If the Barbarian tribes had not united to resist the Dark Moon Palace, they would have long become puppets supported by the Dark Moon Palace.
And now, with all the Great Grandmasters of the Barbarian tribes dead, even if the Wei army retreated, they would be powerless to resist the Dark Moon Palace and would inevitably be controlled by it.
“If we become subordinates of the Dark Moon Palace, the grasslands will still be ours. If we flee or the Wei people occupy the grasslands, the grasslands will no longer be ours.”
In the end, the nine Barbarian tribes decided to go to Tianyin Mountain and ask the Dark Moon Palace for help to drive back the Wei army.
The nine tribes sent nine representatives to Tianyin Mountain together.
Oliver Sheng’s camp was resting, waiting for Sawyer Shangguan and the others to lead their army over, unaware that the Barbarian tribes were seeking help.
In the River West grasslands, upon receiving Oliver Sheng’s orders, Sawyer Shangguan and Lin Jiang were overjoyed and immediately gathered their troops to march north with Xiao Chuyi.
Only Felix Wu was left to lead the remaining troops to guard River West and supervise the prisoners in building River West County.
When Jade Han’s envoy team arrived at the River West grasslands, they were greeted by Felix Wu.
“General, a group of people has arrived outside, claiming to be from the Capital City,” a soldier reported.
Felix handed over the task of supervising the Barbarian prisoners to his subordinates and then went outside the barracks.
“What brings you here?” Zane Wang asked, looking at the group.
“Are you General Sheng?” Jade Han asked.
Felix did not answer but looked at the group indifferently. He didn’t know their background, so he naturally wouldn’t answer.
Seeing Felix remain silent, Jade Han felt inexplicably disappointed. In her mind, Oliver Sheng should be handsome, elegant, young, and promising, with a refined and resolute demeanor.
But the man before her looked rather rough, not at all matching her image of a handsome man.
One of the entourage handed a document to Felix.
Felix took the document and read its contents, his expression becoming somewhat strange. The Empress had sent an envoy to commend the River West Army?
Confirming their identity, Felix finally spoke, “Please come in. General Sheng has led the army north to attack the Barbarians.”
“You’re not General Sheng?” Jade Han looked at Felix, finally relieved.
Felix glanced at Jade Han, thinking, “What a pretty boy”: “Who told you I was General Sheng?”
Confirming that Felix was not Oliver Sheng, Jade Han felt happy again. She didn’t want Oliver Sheng to be a rough man.
“You said General Sheng has led the army north to attack the Barbarians? When will he return?” Jade Han asked.
“How would I know? Please come in and wait for the General in the barracks,” Felix said.
Entering the barracks, they saw many Barbarian prisoners working, herds of cattle and sheep, and many Barbarian women herding under the supervision of soldiers.
Jade Han was now certain that the River West Army had indeed reclaimed the River West grasslands. They had not encountered a single Barbarian enemy along the way.
However, the battle results were still in doubt and needed to be investigated.
…
In the Great Wei Palace, as Jade Han and her team entered the River West grasslands, Jasper Zuo entered the palace to meet the Empress.
“Lord Zuo is here!” Hazel Han put down the memorial and looked at Jasper Zuo with anticipation.
“Greetings, Your Majesty!” Jasper Zuo saluted with clasped fists.
“No need for formalities. How is the investigation I tasked you with?” Hazel Han asked.
“Your Majesty, it has been confirmed. General Sheng of the River West Army has indeed broken through to the Great Grandmaster level, killed three Barbarian Great Grandmasters, led the army to defeat the Barbarians, and reclaimed River West County,” Jasper Zuo reported.
The Black Robe Guards in River West had infiltrated the River West Army, with spies witnessing and participating in the battles.
“Three Great Grandmasters? Wasn’t it four?” Hazel Han frowned, the numbers not matching.
“According to reports from spies on the grasslands, the Great Grandmaster of the Xianyou Tribe, which occupied the River West grasslands, is already dead.
That’s why the Xianyou Tribe was defeated and couldn’t resist the River West Army. It seems General Sheng killed him quietly,” Jasper Zuo explained.
“Indeed, if the Great Grandmaster of the Xianyou Tribe were still alive, he wouldn’t have watched his tribe be defeated and lose the River West grasslands,” Hazel Han nodded.
As long as the battle report was true, it was good. Once verified, they could discuss rewards and announce the rebuilding of River West County to the world.
…
The envoys from the Barbarian tribes, seeking help from the Dark Moon Palace, traveled a long distance to Tianyin Mountain.
Tianyin Mountain stood in the north, its mountain range stretching endlessly, covered in snow all year round, a vast expanse of white.
The Dark Moon Palace was situated atop Tianyin Mountain, almost isolated from the world.
As they reached the entrance of the Dark Moon Palace, two women in white appeared and shouted, “Halt! One more step, and you die!”
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