No hope for eternal life

Chapter 381 A Fierce Battle

The reality was just as Mu Changsheng had expected. Both Northern Yuan and Southern Liang had exhausted their national strength for this war, and there was no one guarding the rear of both places, so the work progressed smoothly.

The only drawback was that the elite soldiers of both sides were brought to the front line, and those who did not participate in the battle in the rear were all old, weak, sick and disabled, so Mu Changsheng could only recruit soldiers by "picking the tallest among the short ones" and barely choosing some with relatively intact strength.

Finally, ten days later, Mu Changsheng and others successfully met at Qianshi Cliff east of the Longhe battlefield. After the eleven teams joined together, the number of the army exceeded 110,000!

Although this 110,000-strong army includes the old, the weak, women and children, and is of varying quality, and is much inferior to the quality of a real army, Mu Changsheng only needs the strength of this army and does not care about its quality.

"Battle formation drill." Mu Changsheng ordered.

Fang Dou and eleven other Jindan cultivators had already passed on the battle formation method to everyone. As Mu Changsheng's order was given, the army began to work together.

First, the Foundation Establishment Realm soldiers passed their power to the eleven Spirit Transformation Realm cultivators, and the eleven Spirit Transformation Realm cultivators then passed their power to Mu Changsheng.

As his strength increased, Mu Changsheng felt that he had reached an unprecedented power, much more powerful than when he used the sixth-grade top-level Void God Talisman. However, Mu Changsheng had not yet cultivated to the Divine Sea Realm, so he was not completely sure whether his current strength could match that of a true Divine Sea Realm cultivator.

After feeling the combined strength of 110,000 troops, Mu Changsheng ordered everyone to stop.

Then, Mu Changsheng said to his only subordinate who was at the peak of the Spiritual Transformation Realm: "Qiu Rang, I will give you a sixth-grade disappearance talisman. This talisman is enough to block the detection of the divine consciousness of the Tribulation Realm. Go to the Longhe battlefield and investigate the situation of the battle for me."

"Yes, sir." Qiu Rang took the talisman and left.

Just a cup of tea later, Qiu Rang returned and reported: "Your Excellency, the battle on the Longhe battlefield was extremely fierce. Both sides fought to the death, and the blood flowed like a river on the battlefield."

"There are hundreds of legions, how many are left now?" Mu Changsheng asked.

"It's less than half a hundred." Qiu Rang replied.

Mu Changsheng's eyes lit up slightly. The legion suffered such heavy casualties, it was obvious that they were really angry.

"Go ahead and explore. When the number of legions is less than twenty, come back and report." Mu Changsheng ordered again.

"Yes." Qiu Rang took the order and left.

After several hours of waiting, Qiu Rang returned and Mu Changsheng called out their names, saying, "Liu Feng, Zhang Wu, Wang Kui, Li Liguang, and Han Hongyan, the five of you will lead the 50,000 troops to follow me to the Longhe battlefield. The rest of you will stay here."

"Is 50,000 too few?" Qiu Rang asked hesitantly. There are 110,000 troops here. Wouldn't it be safer with more people?

"Fifty thousand are enough." Mu Changsheng said lightly. He and Yuan Ao had agreed on an army of 50,000. If he brought more people, Yuan Ao would become suspicious.

"Yes." Qiu Rang didn't dare to say anything more.

Afterwards, the 50,000-strong army set out. Before leaving, Mu Changsheng sent a message to the six Jindan cultivators, including Qiu Rang, who stayed behind, and made arrangements.

When Mu Changsheng arrived with an army of 50,000, the scene on the Long River battlefield was extremely tragic. There were less than 20 troops left out of the hundreds of thousands of troops, and even most of the tribulation-crossing monks had died. There were only less than 20 tribulation-crossing monks left fighting on the field. The blood of the monks dyed the Long River red. This was a real river of blood.

Yuan Ao, who was fighting with Liang Zhong, the ruler of Southern Liang, saw Mu Changsheng finally arrive and laughed, "Hahaha, you've arrived just in time, my dear minister. Come and join the battle."

When Liang Zhong saw the old, weak, sick and disabled people brought by Mu Changsheng, he instantly realized what Mu Changsheng had done, and gritted his teeth and said to Yuan Ao: "Despicable."

"Old man Liang, you are already old. As long as you can win, you don't care about any means. You may not know that your Tianfu Spiritual Stone Mine was destroyed by him." Yuan Ao said sarcastically.

For Yuan Ao, no matter how many people died, he would not feel sad. As long as Nanliang could be completely destroyed, everything would be worth it.

On the other side, Mu Changsheng responded positively to Yuan Ao's order: "I will obey your majesty's orders."

Afterwards, Mu Changsheng led an army of 50,000 people to join the battle. Although the combined strength of 50,000 people was much weaker than that of an army of 110,000, they could still reach the peak level of tribulation. This allowed him to walk sideways on the battlefield, because there were only two peak tribulation cultivators, Yuan Ao and Liang Zhong, on the entire battlefield.

Wherever Mu Changsheng's army passed, no matter whether it was the legion or the monks who were undergoing tribulation, they were unable to contend with it, resulting in cries of grief on the field.

"I surrender, I surrender!" "I am willing to swear allegiance to the Northern Yuan Dynasty!"

With the addition of Mu Changsheng, a new force, everyone on the field realized that Northern Yuan's victory was inevitable, and many Southern Liang monks and legions surrendered.

However, there were still many people on the field who were resisting stubbornly. Those people were all cultivators of the Southern Liang royal family. They had accumulated generations of hatred with the Northern Yuan royal family, and there was no possibility of resolving it. So they knew that surrender would also mean death, so it would be better for them to take a few people with them before they died.

In this way, the battle continued, and the remaining members of the Southern Liang royal family fell one after another. Everyone knew that Southern Liang had no power to turn the tide.

Liang Zhong shed two lines of tears sadly. Reluctance, despair, anger, and all kinds of emotions intertwined together made him make a decision that no one expected. He killed Yuan Ao with a sword, and then turned around and attacked Mu Changsheng.

"Give me your life!" Liang Zhong roared angrily. In his opinion, if Mu Changsheng had not destroyed the Tianfu Spiritual Stone Mine, nothing that happened today would have happened. So he blamed everything on Mu Changsheng and wanted to die together with Mu Changsheng before he died.

Yuan Ao was not surprised but happy when he saw this. He had always been wary of Mu Changsheng. If Mu Changsheng died at this moment, it would be a happy thing for everyone.

Liang Zhong killed his way forward, and all the nearby cultivators could see that Liang Zhong was determined to die, so they did not dare to stop him, for fear of being targeted by Liang Zhong.

On the other side, Mu Changsheng was quite surprised to see Liang Zhong coming to kill him. According to his idea, it would be best if Liang Zhong and Yuan Ao died together.

"After all, this is the eighth test. There is no way I can pass it easily." Mu Changsheng said in his heart. He had already figured out the routine.

Afterwards, Mu Changsheng launched an attack before Liang Zhong approached. With the combined strength of the 50,000-strong army, their attack power was no less than that of Liang Zhong.

Seeing that he could not capture Mu Changsheng for the time being, Liang Zhong turned to attack Mu Changsheng's legion. As long as he could defeat the legion, Mu Changsheng would not be able to rely on the legion's power and would naturally not be able to compete with him, a peak tribulation-crossing cultivator.

"Set up the formation!" Mu Changsheng raised one finger, and a sixth-grade high-level God-Slaying Formation protected the entire legion tightly. Liang Zhong's attacks could not hit the soldiers at all, and naturally could not cause any harm.

For Mu Changsheng, this legion is his reliance for completing his mission, and he will not allow even a single soldier to die.

At the same time, in other battle circles, Yuan Ao, who had freed his hands, was killing people in all directions and was invincible. After a short time, he helped other cultivators to eliminate the remaining Nanliang cultivators. Now, the only Nanliang cultivator still fighting on the field was Liang Zhong!

Of course, as a price to pay, the situation in Bei Yuan was not much better. There were only five regular legions left, and only nine surviving monks who had survived the tribulation, including Mu Changsheng, Yuan Ao, and Yuan Ming.

Seeing that Yuan Ao and the others had already wiped out the remaining enemies, Mu Changsheng immediately sent a message for help: "Your Majesty, please help us!"

When Yuan Ao heard this, his eyes flickered. He was naturally hesitating whether to help Mu Changsheng.