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"What!"

"Simultaneously attacking Wei Country and Chu Country?"

"You're letting me command four Semi-Saints, twenty Grandmasters, and a thousand in the Fourth Realm?"

"Is this real, Li, Lord Li, you're not deceiving me?"

...

Upon hearing Li Nuo tell him the lineup for this action, Bai Yu was so excited that he trembled with his words. Last time, it was a hundred Grandmasters; this time, it's directly Semi-Saints, and it's the headmasters of the Sanqing Sect and Shu Mountain...

Daxia and Zhao Country are weak, but each has its own strengths.

For example, Zhao Country has a flourishing Medical Path, which neither Wei Chuqi can compare to.

As for Daxia, its Martial Path is prosperous. The Sanqing Sect, with its Three Saints, is known as the continent's top sect, while Shu Mountain is the second.

The Three Saints of the Sanqing Sect and the masters of Shu Mountain, their strength far surpasses ordinary Semi-Saints. Master Taixu from Shu Mountain is already at the Half-Saint Peak, likely not at a disadvantage when facing two opponents. The Sanqing Sect excels at the Combined Attack Technique, and when the Three Talents Sword Formation is set up, it would take at least five Semi-Saints to handle it.

Added with Lord Li himself, Bai Yu never dreamed that in his life he could fight such a well-resourced battle...

Seeing his face full of disbelief, Li Nuo nodded and said, "Wei Country and Chu Country are launching a dual-pronged attack against Daxia. We must hold them off in Yue Country to relieve the pressure on the southwest and southeast..."

Perhaps this was his opportunity to ascend to Semi-Saint in the Military Arts, Bai Yu breathed rapidly, knelt on one knee, clasped his fists, and said, "I will follow orders!"

...

Wei Country.

Yun State.

Wei Country's Yun State is famous due to the Ximen family, which once housed two Semi-Saints from the Yin Yang School. Even the court held the Ximen family in high regard, not only bestowing them vast lands but also granting tax exemption privileges.

However, the Ximen family's glory has become history.

With the sudden demise of the two Semi-Saints, the Ximen family was thrown into disarray, and the once arrogant scions of the Ximen family now rarely step out of their house.

Yun State lies on the border of Wei Country, but it only has a standing force of ten thousand.

Yun State borders Yue Country, which was once considered part of Wei Country's territory, thus never requiring heavy defense. This tiny country, if it ever harbored unfaithful thoughts, could be obliterated countless times by Wei Country in a single day.

Yet, following a coup in Yue Country, the Wei Country Court did not respond.

The people of Wei Country all know that the court is focused on attacking Daxia and may have no time to attend to this matter. Once they conquer Daxia, these small neighboring countries will all fall into Dawei's grasp.

Inside the Yun State camp.

As the main general of Yun State, Lu Ping was alone drinking sullenly in his tent.

According to military regulations, drinking is not allowed in the camp, but he was the main general, and here, no one could control him, nor dared to.

A few days ago, when military inspectors saw him drinking, he gave them a severe beating, and since then, those inspectors haven't dared to say a word.

With the court battling against Xia Country, those with status and background were assigned to the front lines to earn merits, while he had to hold down the fort in the barren Yun State.

Dawei's attack on Xia Country came with overwhelming advantages, and as he watched the military achievements slip further away, how could he not feel frustrated?

"Alas!"

Lu Yun let out a long sigh.

He was a soldier; he didn't want to waste away in the tent buying drinks every day. He too wanted to earn military merits; he too wanted a battle to fight!

Among the garrison in Yun State, there were many with the same thought as him.

At this moment, a figure suddenly burst into the tent, tripped over the threshold, and got up in a tumble, panicking, "General Lu, something... something terrible, enemy attack!"

Lu Yun put down the wine jug, his drunken eyes still carrying a hint of confusion.

Enemy attack?

Yun State's front was toward Yue Country, back toward Dawei. How could there be an enemy attack?

The messenger explained, "The enemy came from the direction of Yue Country, they're about to be at the gates!"

Lu Yun sobered up quite a bit, asking, "How many of them are there?"

The messenger replied, "The vanguard is about a thousand strong..."

As a Military strategist, Lu Yun quickly guessed the opponent's intention.

Xia Country, faced with a dual-pronged attack from Dawei and Chu Country, must be attempting to disrupt Dawei's rear through Yue Country, forcing a segment of the army to return for defense, to alleviate the front line's pressure.

Lu Yun smirked, they played a good hand, but unfortunately, they chose the wrong person.

He, Lu Yun, would not be trivialized!

He picked up the wine jug, took a swig, and said, "Order the entire army to form ranks and prepare to exit the city to meet the enemy!"

Soon, the southern city gate of Yun State opened, and squads of neatly arrayed soldiers poured out from the city, forming a regular phalanx on the clearing outside the gate.

From these ten thousand soldiers emanated an aura of hostility that gathered to form an unstoppable "momentum," swiftly spreading outwards, scattering birds and beasts in the forests ten miles away...

Lu Yun stood at the forefront of the crowd, his aura rapidly climbing, quickly rising from the early Fifth Realm in the Military Arts to the Fifth Realm peak, only a step away from the Sixth Realm.

Among various disciplines, the Military school might not have the strongest individual strength, but they excelled in using numerical superiority.

Five hundred rigorously trained Military soldiers could even annihilate five times their number in the same realm through sheer numbers.

The presence of ten thousand soldiers behind Lu Yun boosted his aura to a highly formidable level so much that at this moment, he could even compete against a Semi-Saint.

He couldn't help but howl to the sky, the howl filled with exultation.

He was already discontent with guarding Yun State; let those unwitting figures from Yue Country feel his wrath!

At that very moment, in both Lu Yun's and the eyes of the ten thousand Yun State garrison, appeared a dazzling light.

That light, about a hundred feet long, cleaved the entire sky in two like a sharp sword.

The next moment, Lu Yun realized—damn, that really was a sword light!

This sword light was extremely fast, almost colliding with the momentum gathered by the soldiers at the moment they saw it.

In the void, there seemed to be a muffled boom.

Pfft!

Pfft!

Pfft!

...

The momentum gathered by ten thousand men dissipated instantly, a chorus of blood-curdling cries arose.

Lu Yun spat out a mouthful of blood, the aura he painstakingly elevated rapidly declined, falling back to the early Fifth Realm within a short time, and his spirit significantly waned.

Behind him, among the ten thousand garrison, more than half had fallen.

Anyone below the Third Realm directly passed out.

The Third Realm and Fourth Realm Colonial officers also spat blood and their spirit waned, barely able to stand.

Not far away, Bai Yu looked at the white-haired elder who had re-sheathed his longsword and swallowed secretly.

This is the power of a Half-Saint Peak?

One strike, rendering a ten-thousand strong army incapable of battle; no need for any tactics, tricks, or formations, just sweeping with one sword stroke, and if that doesn't work, then another...

The opponent, without a Sixth Realm Semi-Saint in charge, without more than fifty thousand soldiers, or even ten thousand elite troops, couldn't possibly withstand a peak Half-Saint!

As the fifty thousand White Tiger Army openly entered Yun State city with the gates wide open...

Chu Country.

Heaven State.

On top of the city gate, a garrison officer gazed at the three figures, unmasked in their aura, hovering in the void, and his face looked as if he had seen a ghost.

He, a mere Fifth Realm in the Military, commanded five thousand old and weak soldiers to resist three Half-Saints leading five large armies...

He raised his hands, decisively knelt, and shouted loudly, "Open the gates!"

[ps: A short update, wishing everyone a Happy New Year!]