Chapter 1795 - Gold and Blue Storm
Tianming couldn't just keep guessing forever. If they didn't launch a strike, it would be akin to giving up on the Land of Three Skies, even though the threat of the Divine Sun Palace hadn't even been properly established. Those of the Land of Three Skies could clearly see the fires that still burned on the Azurecloud Continent, and none of them were willing to accept having to leave their homes unless they had truly no choice left.
"I understand the sects on those continents. It wasn't easy for them to rise to where they are. Even if they're bound to lose, they'll use their defensive formations and make sure the enemy pays a price."
The Ninedragon Imperial Tomb was a ray of hope for the Land of Three Skies.
"The army of wargodeans and Blueblood Starocean cultivators have made their move. Their march isn't fast. The Tianyi, Tribulator, and Godblade Armies should be waiting behind for a pincer attack. We still have some time. Even if the Divine Sun Palace can start up, it'll only arrive after we do," Tianming said.
"What of the Fushen Clan and Frostsoul Imperium?" the Saintdragon Emperor asked.
"They've finished assembling their troops at the border and are ready to attack at any time. However, the home bases of the wargodeans and Blueblood Starocean are protected by defensive formations, so it won't be easy for them to break through."
"Those traitor sects have no secrets they can use to defend against us. Since they've sent out so many troops, their defenses are bound to be weakened. The deployment of the Fushen Clan and Frostsoul Imperium troops, on the other hand, was even kept from their own people. So, nobody really knows how many troops they sent out."
"Well, they actually sent out their main forces to curb the threat of the traitors. Each of them have at least ten million elites deployed," Tianming said.
"Then it'll be fine."
"Additionally, the Northdipper Swordsage and Ninesun Martial Lord both sent elite units consisting of around a million troops. All of them are ninth-level constelliers and above who’ve traveled in secret for a few days. If nothing goes wrong, they should be able to join up with the Fushen Clan and Frostsoul Imperium."
"It's about time those traitors got the lesson they deserve."
"Yeah!"
The leaders finished delegating tasks. The Saintdragon Emperor brought thirty million troops to stop the troops of the traitors from reaching the Land of Three Skies while Tianming brought the other thirty million to fight in the main battle. With Yin Chen and the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb, they had a huge advantage just being able to rapidly deploy troops at the right time.
The Saintdragon Emperor would only start harassing the enemies at the opportune moment when they couldn't advance or retreat. In fact, if the enemy learned that their homes were under attack, they would immediately turn tail and be chased down from behind.
This time around, the organized effort of the Myriad Solar Sects didn't rely on transmission stones. In fact, they were forbidden from carrying any to prevent leaks of their troop movements. Yin Chen also helped wipe out the informants the enemy had to further ensure that the enemy was blind. All of the troops inside the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb, as well as those of Frostsoul Imperium and the Fushen Clan, had adopted the same measures, united in purpose and led by a single leader. Without the alliance, that measure alone would be hard to properly execute. Apart from that, Tianming tried his best to make sure that the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb's movements were hidden with Yin Chen's coordination. While the measures might not necessarily work, it was worth trying. Uniting all the sects in one purpose was the first step to victory.
The troops of the traitors were still advancing, according to Yin Chen.
"The leaders are the Warlord and Deluge Emperor." The Deluge Emperor was the ruler of the Blueblood Starocean, so Tianming knew him well. As for the Warlord, he was the ruler of the wargodeans. His full title was the Goldring Warlord.
"Do they really trust the sun emperor so much? Couldn't they send fewer troops so that their homes are better defended?" the Saintdragon Emperor said.
"It's all a gamble. According to their talks, they did make some preparations against ambushes by the Frostsoul Imperium and the Fushen Clan. But like Li Tianyi, they received orders from the sun emperor to march according to plan. Fortunately, they have no idea about Yin Chen’s existence."
Everyone, including Tianming, was making a gamble and walking on a knife's edge. Tianming wanted to use thirty million troops to hold back their forces, while the enemy wanted to use their defensive formations to hold back the Fushen Clan and Frostsoul Imperium until their main forces could return. In other words, the key lay in the main battle.
"Let's begin." Tianming couldn't care less about their secrets. If he could force them to use their trump cards, it would be his victory as long as the casualties were kept low.
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A wave of gold and blue was among the troops that marched across the desolate plains. The golden folk were all tall and huge, being wargodeans that were marked all across their bodies with golden patterns. They seemed to savagely roar at the skies, filled with a primeval aura of savagery. The bluebloods of the Blueblood Starocean were the opposite; like the divine lunarians, they prized elegance and refinement. They were like offshoots of the celestial orderians that didn’t have their brash and battle-crazy attitude. Even as they slaughtered away on the battlefield, they did so with class. While they were kept separate from the celestial orderians and made their home in the south of the sun, they were still considered honorary celestial orderians.
The wave of blue and gold blended together on the battlefield as if both sides were competing against each other. There were so many people that one could hardly see the end, and all of them were elite troops from two first-rate fations. Even the Blueblood Starocean alone should have no problem taking out the sects of the Land of Three Skies, so this was beyond overkill.
The Warlord and Deluge Emperor met each other at the front of their armies. The Goldring Warlord stood at the head of the wargodeans, sporting an inhuman height of more than ten meters, much like specters. His entire body seemed coated in gold. The armor he wore was gold and black, with a blood-red cape hanging behind him. The most eye-catching part about him were his eight ears, each one wearing a golden ring that looked to be the size of a belt.
In stark contrast, the blue-haired Deluge Emperor was elegant and refined. His hair was waist length and he had an elegance and beauty similar to that of the dreamless celestial emperor. He didn't look in the slightest like Lan Sha at all, despite the two being blood brothers.
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