Peace Order

Chapter 1816 - 85: Summoning the World to Its Death

The sound of warhorses thundered like lightning, standing tall on Zhenbei City, Li Guanyi clad in armor, wearing heavy armor, his battle robe fluttering fiercely in the wind. Beside him were Yue Pengwu, Yan Xuanji, and Wang Shunchen, all staring intensely ahead.

Military God Jiang Su had arrived.

The two armies faced each other.

Military God Jiang Su, amidst these turbulent years, had fought against Taiping Duke, Wolf King, and finally defeated Divine Martial King who was about to take the final step; even when faced with the top Divine General who renounced everything for Martial Arts Legend, only one eye was cut.

The strongest of the Divine Generals, beyond doubt.

Yue Pengwu grasped the Li Quan Divine Spear, the Dharma Form of the Golden Winged Great Peng manifested behind him. He raised his eyes and gazed into the distance, those phoenix eyes slightly narrowed, witnessing the stormy winds, the Soldier’s Evil Spirit, and the grandeur of the vast lands.

The two forces faced off against each other like in the blazing summer of June. Yet, under the impact of such terrifying military strength, the air seemed to have waves of coldness; the Qi Mechanism of the Military School soared towards the Heavenly Que.

The clouds above surged, carrying the sharpness of the Military School.

Li Guanyi stared at Jiang Su, no need to speak of numerous hatred.

But the military presence of the Military God was solemn and majestic, creating an unspeakable sense of oppression. Even the elite of the Qilin Army, knowing they would face the undefeated Military God of the past three hundred years, felt enormous pressure.

Jiang Su...

Li Guanyi tightened his grip on the Jiuli Divine Weapon, made of gold and iron.

Throughout the Qilin Army, throughout the Heavenly Strategy Mansion, no one but him could stand directly before Jiang Su, no one.

Life and death are of great importance, yet he could not turn back.

It was unthinkable to let others stand here. Along the way, they had increasingly approached their youthful ideals but lost too much, unaware of how many mentors, friends, comrades, fell on this path.

Nine years ago, it was still here.

Outside Zhenbei Pass, how many of the three thousand Wandering Army still live now?

Thinking of this, Li Guanyi’s heart burned like a flame.

People are compelled forward by this flame, struggling constantly.

His palm pressed against the city wall of Zhenbei City, made of rugged and solid green rock, cold to the touch. He looked to the distance of Zhenbei City, as if he could see the Wandering Army that once resisted Yuwen Family’s cavalry with the Moon-shrinking Formation.

’Do you still know who I am?’

Prince Qin quietly spoke the first words he had said to those people back then.

Thus, that courage tinged with sadness continued to burn within this young heart.

Facing the Military God, there was no chance of victory.

It’s simply numbers on paper.

However, in the face of such a disparity in strength, there remained those who held weapons, those who charged with a roar, which was true will. To see oneself as inferior and immediately concede defeat, losing the courage to fight, was merely the claim of rational cowards.

There comes a time when one must move forward.

Jiang Su leaned forward, lightly patting his mount, looked far to see Li Guanyi and Yue Pengwu standing on the battlements of Zhenbei City, saw the drooping banners dance in the wind, the 22-year-old Prince Qin holding the Divine Weapon, exuding powerful vigor.

The Military God sighed: "Qilin’s valor is unparalleled."

"If given another five years and Your Majesty ages and passes, he may break through the barriers, and the world need not fight anymore, then it could be handed over willingly."

"But people like you and me, contend for breath on the battlefield."

Jiang Su thought of Yan Wanxiang of his youth, and the last time they met, when he was deploying troops to the prairie, forming an alliance to campaign against the Great Khan. Yan Wanxiang smiled and said to him:

’My life, till now, is like a grand play; plays eventually have their end, also a climax, but before that, there must be preliminary acts.’

’Chen Dingye may perish, I, too, should go for this last battle.’

As a ruler possessing half the world, treating one’s own life as a chess piece, only for the chance of an elusive victory.

Wolf King so, Chen Dingye so, even the defeated Great Khan was such.

When power balances, different forces entangle, but once the opportunity arises, the end of chaos often happens within years. Jiang Su raised his hand, twisting his white hair.

A general may inevitably fall in battle.

Having annexed Chen Country and captured half of Turkic territory, Prince Qin.

It takes several full years to thoroughly digest these vast territories, and while capturing this land yet failing to fully integrate it, is their weakest moment.

Also, the greatest chance for Ying Country.

The future of the world might belong to you.

But, not now.

"Wanxiang, let our great wish end this chaotic age." Jiang Su whispered, holding Divine Gun Silence.

Everyone has their own will, all have a definitive reason to step onto the battlefield; in this chaotic world, this battlefield, too many comrades, friends have already died, too much bloody price has been paid.

There is no good or evil, only victory or defeat.

Today’s resolution, today’s battle.

Your and my life.

In the pages of history.

Just a few words.

But for those few words, stake everything.

Zhenbei City’s Great Formation initiated, Jiang Su intended to directly charge through this city. In times past, passing such great cities without choosing to conquer would have Zhenbei City cut off supply lines.