Chapter 1185: Chapter 63: Raiders Descend, Shattering the Balance

The aged Wolf King rose, putting on his helmet to cover his graying hair, still standing as imposingly as a mountain, exerting an overwhelming sense of solemn killing intent upon the Old Living Buddha, solemnly saying:

“In this world, only through swords and knives can one kill, can one plunder.”

“Where is there such a thing as allowing or disallowing?!”

“Let us engage in battle!”

The Wolf King led the army forward, with the battle lines pressing ahead, both sides competing to seize the fortresses and outposts before them, transporting provisions, and constructing supply points between them. On the battlefield, the famous generals roamed the four corners.

Yue Qianfeng, He Ruoqinhu, Xiao Wuliang, Qin Yulong, and others all had achievements, each galloping on different fronts.

West of Anxi City, the Western Region’s army was slowly advancing toward the frontier under the premise of preparing for an attack.

Lu Youxian pressed forward, keeping pace with the Anxi City’s army.

Ye Buyi led the Night Rider Cavalry, Gong Zhenyong’s Great Halberd Soldiers, and Zhou Liuying’s Hooked Scythe Spear Infantry and Cavalry in successive assaults, these young generation of warriors, strategized by Zhou Pinglu, successfully completed several strategies, defeating more aged famous generals of the Western Region.

Later, they encountered Chen Wenmian, who intercepted them.

Former courtiers and the former Crown Prince erupted in a battle contest between each other, both showcasing their tactics. Ye Buyi broke through to the Fifth Heaven in the thick of battle, and together with Gong Zhenyong and Zhou Liuying, resisted Chen Wenmian clad in white robes.

Yet Chen Wenmian, wielding his battle spear, retreated calmly.

He Ruoqinhu fiercely advanced.

War! War! War!

The entire Western Region abruptly plunged into a competition, attracting attention from all directions, while previously, deep within the far-reaching Western Region, in places not yet reached by [Juxu Mountain], there was revelry and dancing.

The Western Region, primarily nomadic and vastly different from the Central Plains, does have some fortresses nearer the Chen Country and Ying Country territories, but further inside, there are large tribal alliances.

In the royal tents, nobles from all parts of the Western Region enjoyed music and dance, feasting and drinking, though it was deep winter, it was not as harsh and cold as others might think, the Western Region nobles had their ways to entertain themselves.

Among them were uncles of various Khans from the Western Region tribes, a Prime Minister from a tribe, and officials.

There were dozens of large and small nobles, notables, and leaders.

Having left the cities, setting off towards [Juxu Mountain], awaiting the royal court, they moved slowly, without hurry, just drinking and delighting. With a flourish of interest from the drinks, someone asked: “But, even though we are to hold sacrifices to the Heavenly God beneath the Holy Mountain.”

“Why then have we moved our troops to Anxi City?”

“Our great enmity is with Wolf King Chen Fubi, as well as those traitors who call themselves kings, addressing themselves as Khans, our enemies. Why are we not dispatching troops and warriors to confront the Wolf King, and instead dealing with Anxi City?”

The prime minister of Shatuo country, drunk, laughed: “Hahaha, you are mistaken, you only see simple hatred, yet the nation’s leader, as well as various Khans and Chanyu, see much farther.”

“Think about it, what good does it bring us to fight and kill Wolf King?”

“To fight means paying the price, but then what, the one who immediately annexes Wolf King’s forces is either the Chen Country, the Ying Country, or that Tian Ge’er of the Central Plains.”

“All Central Plains people!”

The Prime Minister of Shatuo country said: “We exhaust ourselves, waging internal conflicts and battles with other generals of the Western Region, expending effort and resources, yet in the end, it’s the Central Plains people who occupy our lands.”

“And as the Central Plains rise, they will surely come for all countries in the Western Region. Looking at it this way, it’s merely a short-term revenge joy at a dreadful cost, truly a fool’s bargain.”

The Western Region nobles present were all enlightened.

The Prime Minister of Shatuo country continued: “But think about it.”

“If we attack that Tian Ge’er, we’re not seeking battle, rather we’re buying time until the Western Region descends into chaos, chaos? Isn’t that exactly what we want? A mess is the perfect chance for us to re-establish control over them.”

“Moreover, so what if the Western Region doesn’t unite?”

“Gentlemen, are you not kings, are you not noblemen, do you not have countless cattle and sheep, countless slaves? Whether Western Region unites, whether the world unites, what does that have to do with us?”

The uncle of the [Da Wan tribe] king worriedly said: “But, amidst this major situation, what if someone comes here, what do we do? For instance, that Wolf King, who is quite formidable and dreadful.”

“Also, that Tian Ge’er, some say is the embodiment of Longevity Heaven.”

“In a crowd of ten thousand, he killed your country’s king’s brother.”

“What kind of terrifying person is that, is he really human?”

The Prime Minister of Shatuo country laughed and comforted: “We are now in the central desert, far from the battlefield, those who battle to death have no effect on us, the meat from cattle and sheep is still fresh and delicious, the kumis just as intoxicating, beauties as captivating as ever!”

“Just as you said.”

“If anyone were able to come, it surely could not be a human.”

“It would be the Heavenly God descended from Longevity Heaven, punishing the flames of war across the earth.”

Hearing this, everyone finally settled down, all drinking and enjoying, yet for some reason, there was a commotion outside, the Prime Minister of Shatuo country frowned, stood up, and went out yelling: “What are you doing, unaware of today’s feast for everyone…?”

His voice froze.

Pulling aside the thick royal tent, the sounds of slaughter outside reached him.

The cries suddenly intensified, bringing with them the scent of slaughter and blood borne on the wind, gazing into the distance.

A troop suddenly appeared there.

Like the wrath of Longevity Heaven.