Autumn wilderness, swords and sabers flying everywhere.
The morning sun shines on the various flags on the wasteland, glinting with fierce light.
The bare grassland under the steps of tens of thousands of soldiers is completely gone, trampled into deep pits, looking like countless seashells.
From the sky, this glaring troop resembles ants marching over mountains and ridges.
The sunlight is bright, yet the wilderness holds a somber mood.
A silent and stealthy Evil Qi quietly approaches, chilling like a poisonous snake attacking in the cold night. The faint smell of blood doesn't mask anyone's sense of smell.
The sound of war drums resonates through the wind, each note bold and grand, loudly announcing that a bloody battle is imminent.
Under the command of Commander Wen Zhong, fifty thousand troops at Linhuan Pass march gallantly westward. The soldiers' morale is high, their fighting spirit vigorous, like an unstoppable torrent, leaving a deep mark upon the earth.
However, their advance soon encounters an obstacle—the Chiling Pass, a critical position in the southeast of the Great Shang Country.
Chiling Pass's terrain is perilous and has historically been the gateway to the southeast of Great Shang Country. General Li Chang, a veteran of many battles, upon hearing of the Linhuan Pass army's westward advance, immediately orders his soldiers to defend with all their might, vowing to protect Chiling Pass to the death.
However, the soldiers at Chiling Pass are disheartened. Hearing about various battles throughout Great Shang Country, they have already thought of retreating. Coupled with the fierce and high-spirited approaching army led by Wen Zhong, this instills fear among Chiling Pass's defenders.
Wen Zhong doesn't hesitate because of Chiling Pass's solidity; he knows well the principle of striking while the iron is hot. Thus, he orders his best soldiers and generals to prepare for a decisive assault on Chiling Pass.
The war drums thunder, and the horns continuously bellow.
The fifty thousand Linhuan Pass troops charge towards Chiling Pass like wild horses breaking free.
With Ao Yi acting as the Vanguard Commander, leading a team of elite warriors, he challenges the front lines.
Wen Zhong personally leads the main forces, following close behind in support. Thɪs chapter is updated by 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡•𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢•𝕟𝕖𝕥
From atop the city walls, Li Chang desperately watches the rapidly approaching army, calling out to his soldiers to hold their ground. However, the soldiers, now in panic, have lost all the passion they had when they first enlisted.
The childlike-figured Ao Yi, dressed in Dragon Pattern Armor and wielding the Qiankun Ring, stands in front of Chiling Pass, shouting his challenge. Though his voice is somewhat immature, it booms like a drum, piercing through the battlefield's chaos, soaring straight to the heavens.
His aura is overwhelming, making the soldiers on Chiling Pass involuntarily watch this heroic youth.
General Li Chang, standing on the city walls, scans Ao Yi below with an electric gaze.
Seeing Ao Yi's youthful appearance and dazzling armor, he can't help but feel a trace of contempt. He turns to his Deputy General Wang Ning and says, "Go meet this young lad, let him see the might of Chiling Pass."
Wang Ning, armored in iron, mounts the Red Flame Colt, and charges out from the city gates.
His Red Flame Colt's hooves kick up a breeze, and its fiery mane glistens in the sunlight.
Wang Ning stands on his horse, laughing loudly, challenging Ao Yi: "Boy, do you think with your little skills you can break through Chiling Pass? Today I will make sure you won't return!"
Ao Yi, expressionless, with a hint of cold light in his eyes, says nothing. He raises his Qiankun Ring, where a powerful force begins to gather.
With his power infusion, the runes on the Qiankun Ring shimmer with a dazzling golden light, like a golden sun.
Wang Ning, startled, doesn't dare to underestimate his opponent. He firmly grips his spear, ready for battle. However, Ao Yi's move is quicker than he anticipated.
Ao Yi twists his wrist, transforming the Qiankun Ring into a streak of light, shooting straight towards Wang Ning.
Wang Ning hurriedly raises his spear to defend, but the power of the Qiankun Ring far exceeds his expectations. With a loud "bang," Wang Ning's spear is knocked out of his hands, and he himself falls from his horse like a broken kite, crashing heavily onto the ground.
Seeing this, Ao Yi doesn't wait for Wang Ning to stand up but immediately summons the Chaos Sky Silk. The Chaos Sky Silk dances in the air, transforming into a long dragon, rapidly entangling the fleeing Wang Ning. Wang Ning struggles to escape, but the binding of Chaos Sky Silk is as strong as chains, unbreakable.
Wang Ning, tied up and unable to move, turns pale, his heart filled with fear and despair. Knowing that today he is unlikely to escape death, he can only silently sigh, lamenting his ill fate.
Ao Yi drags Wang Ning to the front, shouting at the soldiers on Chiling Pass: "Surrender now to avoid unnecessary sacrifices!" His voice rings like the morning and evening bells, shaking everyone's soul.
The soldiers on Chiling Pass, seeing Wang Ning captured, gradually lose their will to fight. Fear and uncertainty fill their eyes, unsure of what to do next.
Meanwhile, Li Chang grips the city wall, his face pale and tense, knowing that he must face the inevitable.
With fiery eyes, Li Chang glares at the bound Wang Ning, then turns towards Ao Yi, his voice booming: "Rebels and traitors, do you think you can sweep through Chiling Pass with mere bravery? Little do you know, Chiling Pass is a fortress of Great Shang, not something you ants can shake!
I, Li Chang, born a general of Great Shang, will die a ghost of Great Shang, and even if imprisoned, I will not bow to traitors!"
Ao Yi smirks and turns to Wen Zhong.
"Uncle Master, what do you think..."
"You've done well." Wen Zhong, noticing a flicker of appreciation in his eyes, immediately issues the order to storm the city. His voice is cold and resolute: "All troops, commence the assault. I want our forces to enter Chiling Pass for rest by noon!"