No hope for eternal life

Chapter 376 Truce

After catching up with the female cultivator in yellow, Mu Changsheng first surrounded the other party with the God-Slaying Formation, and then used the power of the Void God Talisman to attack and strangle her.

The yellow-clothed female cultivator still had a few life-saving items in her hands, but facing Mu Changsheng's intensive and torrential attacks, her life-saving items were quickly consumed one after another until she died unwillingly.

After killing the female cultivator in yellow, Mu Changsheng quickly turned around and killed the fleeing army of female cultivators in yellow, madly harvesting heads.

At the same time, Liang Lan, the Grand Marshal of Southern Liang, finally could not sit still anymore. Not only the Yellow-Clothed Female Cultivator Corps, but also a Southern Liang Corps in other corps battle circles was defeated.

"Damn it, how come Bei Yuan's battle formation has become so powerful all of a sudden." Liang Lan was extremely angry. He had long noticed that something was wrong with Bei Yuan's battle formation, but he also knew that it was too late to trace the source of Bei Yuan's battle formation. The most urgent task was to stabilize the situation.

Therefore, Liang Lan used another trump card - the cultivator in the Tribulation Realm. The death of the cultivator in the Tribulation Realm represented that this battle had reached its true climax.

Twenty-one Southern Liang tribulation-receiving monks, including Liang Lan himself, descended on the battlefield almost instantly.

Upon seeing this, Yuan Ming also led the Northern Yuan's tribulation-receiving monks to the scene, but there were only seventeen of them.

The four extra tribulation-receiving monks from Nanliang immediately came to support all parties. One of them, a black-clothed swordsman, went straight to Mu Changsheng.

When Mu Changsheng saw the fate of the monk who was undergoing tribulation, he immediately returned to the legion. As the captain of ten thousand men, he had the responsibility to protect the safety of everyone in the legion. If the legion suffered too many casualties, he would also be severely punished.

However, although the black-clothed swordsman came quickly, by the time he arrived, the monks belonging to the yellow-clothed female monks' legion had already been killed or injured.

The sight of the heavy casualties among the yellow-clothed female cultivators made the black-clothed sword cultivator's eyes seem to be spitting fire. He immediately swung his sword frantically, slashing out sword energy and attacking Mu Changsheng.

"Middle stage of tribulation." Mu Changsheng frowned slightly. He estimated the other party's cultivation level from his attack.

Although Mu Changsheng and his army can exert a force comparable to the late stage of Tribulation Crossing at full strength, it is too difficult to kill a cultivator in the middle stage of Tribulation Crossing, because the Tribulation Crossing realm is already the ceiling of this fantasy world, and everyone must have endless means. A female cultivator in yellow who is in the late stage of Spirit Transformation can have several life-saving items, not to mention a cultivator in the middle stage of Tribulation Crossing.

Taking all the circumstances into consideration, Mu Changsheng no longer took the initiative to attack, but instead relied on the combined strength of the legion to defend with all his might. No matter what, being able to hold back an enemy cultivator in the middle stage of the tribulation period would already be a great achievement.

Moreover, even if Mu Changsheng took great pains to kill the other party, it would probably attract attacks from stronger monks who were undergoing tribulation, and he would be in danger then. He never forgot that survival in the illusion was the first priority.

So, Mu Changsheng actively defended while observing the situation on the battlefield.

The battle between the Tribulation Realm was rather stalemate and difficult to resolve, and it was hard to tell who had the upper hand or the lower hand for the time being. However, the Northern Yuan still had the advantage in the legion battle circle. If it weren't for the fact that there were still a few Tribulation Realm warriors in Southern Liang who were putting out fires and providing support, the Southern Liang legion would have collapsed again long ago.

After looking around, Mu Changsheng felt much more relieved. Bei Yuan's advantage had been established. As long as they could stabilize the situation, they might even have a chance of winning.

Mu Changsheng also slightly changed his strategy and no longer simply defended. However, he did not try to attack the black-clothed swordsman who was fighting against him. Instead, he launched an attack on other nearby Nanliang legions from time to time to support his friendly forces.

The black-clothed swordsman was almost furious, but he couldn't do anything to Mu Changsheng, and he had to stick to Mu Changsheng, otherwise with Mu Changsheng's fighting power, he would be in trouble wherever he went.

Just as the balance of victory was tilting more and more towards the Northern Yuan Dynasty, the last reinforcements from the Southern Liang Kingdom arrived. They were eight tribulation-recovering monks led by Liang Zhong, the ruler of the Southern Liang Kingdom, who descended on the battlefield.

The black-clothed swordsman who was confronting Mu Changsheng saw this and said with great joy: "Haha, the king is here. If you surrender now, I can still beg the king to spare your life."

Mu Changsheng had a blank expression on his face. Since the ruler of Southern Liang had arrived, the ruler of Northern Yuan would not be far away.

As expected, Yuan Ao, the ruler of Beiyuan State, led six monks who were undergoing tribulation and also joined the battlefield. Both the two rulers went to the battlefield and brought with them their final strength.

Although the Northern Yuan still had fewer Tribulation Realm cultivators than the Southern Liang, the advantages of the Northern Yuan army's battle circle completely made up for those disadvantages. The arrival of the Southern Liang king did not really change the situation of the war, and it only resulted in a draw.

Upon seeing this, Liang Zhong, the ruler of Southern Liang, was horrified. The situation that originally seemed to have won him a sure victory was completely changed by the new battle formation of Northern Yuan.

"Yuan Ao, where did you get this battle formation?" Liang Zhong asked tentatively. Both of them were cultivators at the peak of the tribulation realm and were old rivals. They had fought dozens of times over the years, but neither could do anything to the other, so their fighting was just a show. Only their subordinates could decide the outcome of this war.

Yuan Ao knew that the battle formation method came from Mu Changsheng, but he naturally would not tell Liang Zhong, and mocked: "Old Liang, you should think about how this situation will end. If you continue to fight, your army will be wiped out."

"You and I are both smart people. Stop fooling me. Although the overall strength of your legion has improved a lot, compared with the real tribulation-crossing monks, it is simply unable to fight for a long time. If the fight really continues, it is still unknown who will win." Liang Zhong sneered.

Liang Zhong's words hit the nail on the head. A legion has 10,000 people, and each time they restore their mana, they will consume a huge amount of spirit stones. So when a real war of attrition begins, the combined attack of the legion will not be as good as that of a cultivator in the Tribulation Realm.

"So, you plan to continue fighting?" Yuan Ao said dissatisfiedly.

"No." Liang Zhong shook his head and said, "If we continue to fight, both sides will suffer. Since neither you nor I are sure we can destroy each other, it is better to call a truce and then develop our own abilities and fight again at a later date."

"A truce is fine, but you must return all the territories you have plundered before, including the Earth Dragon Cave, otherwise we must fight to the death today." Yuan Ao said firmly. After all, he is the one with the upper hand now, so he spoke more firmly.

"No problem, I agree to everything." Liang Zhong was also a decisive person, and he agreed immediately. What he wanted was to buy time, and it would be best if he could get the battle formation method of the Northern Yuan Dynasty, so that the advantage would be back in their hands again.

The two leaders, after discussing the matter, immediately issued orders to withdraw their troops.

The sound of the horn echoed in all directions, but Mu Changsheng's brows were tightly furrowed because he did not want a ceasefire.

If Mu Changsheng wanted to reap the benefits, the best thing would be to let the Northern Yuan and Southern Liang fight to the bitter end, leaving both sides vulnerable.

But now there are not many gods and tribulation-crossing monks who have died on the battlefield, and both sides still retain most of their strength.

But things often develop contrary to one's wishes. The horn has been sounded, and Mu Changsheng has no choice but to lead his troops to retreat.

After returning to the military camp, Mu Changsheng immediately went to find Marshal Yuan Ming. In addition to the 200,000 military merits that Yuan Ming had promised him when they fought in front of the battlefield, he also wanted to find out the reason for the ceasefire.

Yuan Ming gave Mu Changsheng 200,000 War Merit Sword Coins as promised, and explained to Mu Changsheng the reason for the ceasefire: "Our army may seem to have the upper hand, but in fact, we lack stamina. After all, the combined strength of the army cannot match that of a true Tribulation-crossing cultivator. Nanliang has many more Tribulation-crossing cultivators than us. No one can be sure of winning in the end."

Mu Changsheng nodded slightly when he heard this. It seemed that a ceasefire was indeed reasonable. He also needed to think about it carefully.