CHAPTER 434: CHAPTER 428: GOOD NEWS_1

BOOM!

A violent wind howled, shaking heaven and earth.

Guan Yu’s blade energy descended upon the frontline fortress of the Sacred Land of Qionghua, unleashing a tremendous explosion that swept across the majestic mountains on both sides.

RUMBLE!

Smoke and dust billowed, and countless boulders tumbled down, unleashing an earth-shattering sound.

Within a radius of tens of thousands of meters, all ancient trees were uprooted, swept into the Void, and pulverized into dust.

"Hold on!"

Inside the fortress, commanders from the Sacred Land of Qionghua roared ceaselessly, their voices echoing in the Void before being drowned out by the ferocious explosions.

On the tower, the Second Progenitor of the Sacred Land of Qionghua wore a grave expression. Her hands constantly shifted, infusing a potent power into the Formation to sustain its precarious state.

Directly before her, a cyan-white streak of blade energy, tens of thousands of meters long and infinitely sharp, seemed poised to cleave heaven and earth in two.

Beneath this cyan-white blade energy, sparks flew as the fortress’s Formation trembled, sending out constant ripples.

It seemed the Formation would collapse at any moment!

Interesting!

High in the sky, Guan Yu stroked his fine beard, his eyes blazed with domineering light. His body radiated an azure glow, and a vast ocean of qi and blood billowed through the sky, as if a god had descended.

He slowly raised the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade; his blade intent surged, myriad layers deep, as if from ancient times, possessing unparalleled dominance.

The Void quivered, coalescing a crescent of blade energy. It hung at the zenith of the sky, radiating a brilliant light, like an azure moon.

BOOM!

The sky fractured, and the blade energy plummeted!

The Second Progenitor of the Sacred Land of Qionghua’s expression shifted slightly; she was utterly solemn. Another wave of blade energy is falling, can the Formation withstand it?

Give it all!

She took a deep breath. Behind her, a flower bloomed, emitting a peach-pink glow; its Dao Rhymes pierced the heavens, all merging into the Formation.

The other experts from the Sacred Land of Qionghua gritted their teeth and poured all their internal energy into the Formation.

The teetering Formation stabilized momentarily!

But in the next moment, the second wave of blade energy from Guan Yu fell. It was like a blow from a god—an endless, massive power that made the earth tremble within a radius of tens of thousands of miles.

The sky turned a desolate azure, the earth itself seemed to mourn! Under the terrified gaze of numerous soldiers of the Sacred Land of Qionghua, countless cracks spiderwebbed across the Formation, spreading rapidly.

Not good!

Suddenly, the Second Progenitor of the Sacred Land of Qionghua’s face turned deathly pale. She had a premonition that the Formation was about to collapse.

This thought had barely surfaced when the two streams of blade energy outside the Formation swelled rapidly. The power they generated became incredibly violent and extremely unstable.

BOOM!

BOOM!

Two heaven-shaking detonations.

The two streams of blade energy exploded violently.

The Formation, already strained to its limits, finally buckled under the pressure and shattered into countless fragments.

Without the Formation’s protection, violent energy surged towards the fortress. Walls cracked, buildings collapsed, and even sturdy weapons became as fragile as paper.

「An hour later...」

The aftermath slowly dissipated, revealing a fortress almost reduced to ruins.

The frontier, stretching for dozens of miles, had been rent into three sections by the two blade strikes. They left behind two gashes, each thousands of meters deep and wide, their lengths bisecting the fortress from east to west.

Amidst the dust, the Sacred Land of Qionghua had lost more than half its soldiers.

The surviving soldiers were consumed by fear; they crawled amidst the ruins, too terrified to stand, all will to fight extinguished.

WHOOSH!

Suddenly, dozens of streaks of light tore through the sky, fleeing westward.

"Escape! The Saint’s Court of the Qin Dynasty is too powerful! We’re no match for them!"

The disheveled Second Progenitor of the Sacred Land of Qionghua fled at the forefront, her eyes filled with terror. The Spiritual Energy within her surged to its absolute limit, leaving a trail of afterimages in the Void.

"Escape? For killing the people of my Great Qin, even if you flee to the ends of the earth, you will submit to punishment!"

Guan Yu sneered, wielding his Azure Dragon Crescent Blade. With a single step, he traversed the Void and vanished.

"Storm the city!"

"Any who dare resist will be shown no mercy!"

With their commander gone, Zhang Fei, acting as Deputy General, issued commands in a booming voice.

The army gradually entered the city and began to disarm the captives. Throughout this process, no one dared to resist; they were utterly terrified, desperate only to preserve their lives.

「In the northern battlefield...」

The very air was thick with the scent of blood, and the yellow sands were stained crimson.

Soldiers of the Azure Dragon Army, White Tiger Army, Vermilion Bird Army, and Black Tortoise Army were conducting the final encirclement of the foreign soldiers. Mountains of corpses lay at their feet.

Regarding the foreign races, Zhao Yun’s policy was to take no prisoners!

Trapped within the encirclement, tens of thousands of foreign soldiers made their last stand, nearly all of them wounded.

Every minute, every second, more fell!

「An hour later...」

The last foreign soldier was struck down by more than a dozen spears!

His death signaled victory in this battle!

"Men, tally the casualties and enemy losses! Detail the course of the battle and report to the Imperial Court!"

"After clearing the battlefield, the army will advance two hundred miles, then wash up and rest. We continue the attack tomorrow!"

Zhao Yun’s stern voice echoed across the battlefield, devoid of any great elation, as if he had merely won a minor skirmish rather than annihilating tens of millions of enemy soldiers.

「The central battlefield!」

Hooves thundered like drums, an unstoppable force sweeping across the land!

The Overlord Iron Cavalry and the Great Desert Army charged back and forth across a battlefield spanning dozens of miles. Wherever their banners pointed, the ground was littered with corpses.

The soldiers of both armies were drenched in enemy blood, appearing like demons incarnate.

Many soldiers’ weapons had grown hot to the touch, continually steeped in blood—true weapons of death.

「As the sun dipped below the horizon...」

The army from the Purple Cloud Holy Land finally broke.

They threw down their weapons and knelt in surrender.

They knew this was a war they could never win!

The Overlord Iron Cavalry and the Great Desert Army halted their charge, gasping for breath, yet their faces were wreathed in smiles.

Xiang Yu and Huo Qubing, atop their blood-soaked warhorses, radiated an astonishing killing aura as they stood before their troops.

"I was so engrossed in the slaughter, I lost count of how many charges I led!" Huo Qubing said with a laugh.

"The same for me!" Xiang Yu laughed in agreement.

The two exchanged a look and then roared with laughter, their unrestrained mirth cutting through the din of iron and horses, echoing across the battlefield.

「In the southern battlefield...」

The Qin army was clearing the battlefield.

Zhang Fei ascended the city wall, walked over to the banner of the Sacred Land of Qionghua, and a disdainful smile touched his lips. He waved his Serpent Lance, cleaving the flagpole in two. It toppled into the bloodied water below.

「A few minutes later...」

The banner of the Saint’s Court of the Qin Dynasty was slowly raised.

The character ’Qin’ on their flag blazed with light, illuminating the world!

"Considering the time, he should be back soon!" Zhang Fei leaned against the ramparts, remarking with a smile.

No sooner had the words left his mouth than Guan Yu flew in from the distance. In his hand, he carried the head of the Second Progenitor of the Sacred Land of Qionghua. Golden blood dripped from it, the face still frozen in an expression of terror.

"Write a victory report and dispatch it to the Imperial Court!" Guan Yu tossed the head to the ground. Hands clasped behind his back, he stated calmly.

「As evening fell...」

Three victory reports were dispatched to the Imperial Court and swiftly spread throughout the realm.

Throughout the domain of the Saint’s Court of the Qin Dynasty, joyous celebrations erupted!

Even Qin Wudao himself hadn’t anticipated such resounding victories from the frontline armies on only the second day of the campaign.