Demoness, where are you Fleeing to?
Chapter 569 - 459 - Devastation of Three Hundred Li In One Shot 5 (Request for full subscription and monthly tickets )_1

Chapter 569: Chapter 459 - Devastation of Three Hundred Li In One Shot 5 (Request for full subscription and monthly tickets )_1

When Zhang Guanlan and the others arrived, Ashitiemuer looked ashen, full of hesitation.

He was unsure if there was any need to siege the city under these circumstances.

If they proceeded with a full-scale assault, the casualties would be devastating.

The artillery bombardment from behind the Nankou Pass was virtually a deadly weapon within the confines of the narrow valley, unmatched in its ferocity.

Besides the massive loss of life, the ensuing drops in morale from the devastations wrought by the cannon were significant.

The weapon had demolished all the surrendered armies and threw his Iron Cavalry into turmoil and fear. In contrast, the Jin Army stationed in Nankou City were buoyed, their hopes strengthened, their spirits soaring in a fury of righteous indignation.

"Prince!" At this moment, a Lama around sixteen years old, draped in a robe, appeared beside Ashitiemuer. "If we proceed with an all-out attack, the Mongolian warrior here may lose most of their lives."

Ashitiemuer glanced at him, recognizing the ’Dharmaraja of Dragon Elephant Temple’, Zongkabba.

The Dragon Elephant Temple, located in the northern part of Mongolia, was a large monastery of the Esoteric Sect, with hundreds of thousands of followers. This Dharmaraja was just seven years into his reincarnated life, yet he already held substantial influence among the disciples.

Worried about the lack of heavenly level powers among his army, Ashitiemuer’s father Yexian had generously donated multiple magical instruments and gold and silver offerings to the Dragon Elephant Temple, inviting Zongkabba to accompany the army.

"I know." Despite these words, Ashitiemuer continued to hesitate. The cost of a full-scale assault could exceed his threshold of endurance. Yet, the thought of retreating left him despondent as well.

His father had exhausted years worth of national resources for this war. Would these efforts all end in vain?

Moreover, the cost of retreat was also something they couldn’t afford. Not to mention the relentless pursuit from the Jin Army after their retreat; simply surviving the heavy snowfall that covered the entire plains could cause them heavy losses.

The heavy snowfall this year in the plains had already caused countless livestock to freeze to death.

If there were no gains gathered in the Central Plains, nearly ten million Waci and Datan population would surely face severe famine. It wouldn’t be surprising if one to two million people starved to death by the end of the winter.

Plus, Ashitiemuer had a premonition. If they failed to capture Beijing swiftly this time, they would face even more devastating consequences in the next battle.

"Prince, we cannot retreat!"

Along with this cold, stern voice, several figures descended from the sky.

Turning his head to look, Ashitiemuer saw Zhang Guanlan. Behind him were his disciple Zhang Tianyuan and a mysterious swordsman draped in black with a bamboo hat.

Zhang Guanlan’s face had an unusually cold look, "If we retreat now, Taishi Yexian would lose, and the promising situation of the Wala division will be ruined."

Ashitiemuer perked up a bit, but remained unfazed. "I understand the situation. But with the current situation, even if we exert all our strength, there’s no guarantee that we can seize the city."

"I have a plan."

Zhang Guanlan slightly raised his hand and took out a pagoda, "This is the Wind Suppression Tower. With this treasure present, the powerful cannon in Nankou Pass cannot pose a threat."

He then placed three stone figures, about the thickness of a small arm and with three heads and six arms, perfectly lifelike, in front of him.

"In your Esoteric Sect, you adore a ’Multi-Arms Maitreya’, who is believed to possess heavenly level power, and her power shocks the whole plain. What I have here is a Giant Spirit Statue, a variant of the Yellow Scarf Lishi. Although their powers cannot match up to Multi-Arms Maitreya, they are close to the heavenly level."

At this moment, three gigantic stone statues, each about a thousand feet tall, rose from the ground. Their bodies, composed of earthly matter, occupied almost half of the passageway.

Zhang Guanlan’s gaze was icy, "Even without the Yunzhong warships, it will be easy for men to break the defenses of Nankou Pass."

However, Ashitiemuer did not respond. Although Zhang Guanlan’s words were lofty, he wanted to see the results first hand.

Just as he was thinking, a cannonball was fired from within the city again.

The Wind Suppression Tower in Zhang Guanlan’s hand radiated a faint luminous light that completely calmed the turbulent winds that spanned several tens of miles in front of the city gate, including the edges of the conically shaped cannonball.

The blue and red lights still swept across everything in their path, but their destructive power was now limited to an area approximately four feet around the trajectory. The surrounding people were still injured in the blast and being blown away, but they were no longer torn apart by the three-feet wide wind blade. The casualties they caused were less than one-tenth of what they were before.

Ashitiemuer still changed color, only because this shot was aimed directly at his position.

By the time he realized this, the streak of light was just a hundred feet away.

There was no time to dodge. Ashitiemuer instinctively began to draw upon the force of a thousand armie and prepared to block head-on. Zhang Guanlan beside him, however, coldly hummed, "Tianyuan!"

The black-armored man, about twelve feet tall, immediately stepped forward and stood in front of Ashitiemuer. His right hand stretched out countless tendrils of flesh and bones, swiftly forming a shield of flesh and bones covered by a black void of extraordinary energy.

The conical cannonball smashed onto the shield, destroying it instantly. The black-armored man’s entire body was blasted away, sliding and creating a huge trench on the ground.

However, with Zhang Tianyuan blocking, Ashitiemuer still managed to dodge.

Zhang Tianyuan was blown fifty miles away, hitting a massive mountain before finally coming to a halt. His arm was broken by the cannonball, his whole body war-torn.

But Zhang Tianyuan didn’t care about this at all. He rose into the sky and flew back towards Zhang Guanlan. As he went, his body continuously healed while the flesh and blood of all the dead around him turned grey and shriveled.

All the vitality of these dead people had been forcibly absorbed by Zhang Tianyuan to heal his injuries.

"If Your Highness wishes to attack, please make a decision quickly. We are just over two hundred miles from Beijing, and if the scholars in the Jin’s cabinet find out what’s happening here, they will come as quickly as possible. If they bring with them numerous disciples from the Guozi Bureau, their combat power will approach the heavenly level.

Therefore, if you want to attack, do so quickly, and it must be done in one fell swoop. But if you can’t conquer within two hours, we can then consider retreating!"

Zhang Guanlan continued to persuade Ashitiemuer: "I wonder what Your Highness thinks?"

Ashitiemuer looked thoughtfully at the returning Zhang Tianyuan.

He realized that this disciple named Zhang Guanlan was extremely powerful, but even so, he couldn’t hold up against the firepower of the cannon.

However, if they couldn’t withstand it, they would simply avoid it. As long as there were no those dispersed wind wings, they could survive a cannon that caused two hundred casualties.

Thinking of this, Ashitiemuer’s eyes became increasingly sharp: "Heavenly Master, please break through the defenses of Nankou Pass City!"

Ashitiemuer then commanded: "Order all lords and Taijis to quickly organize their soldiers. We are prepared to besiege the city. What a mess! Are they still our Mongolian warriors?"

The ’Dragon Elephant Monastery’s Dharma King’ Zongkabba, who was next to him, gave a light sigh.

With a wave of his sleeve, a golden Buddhist wheel ascended into the sky, hovering behind his head and radiating millions of golden lights.

Zongkabba ’reincarnated’ only seven years ago and his current cultivation is only at the peak of the eleventh layer. But with the help of this ’Dragon Elephant Monastery’s’ heirloom Buddhist wheel, and the Consecration secret technique, he can reach the true heavenly level with his cultivation and mana.

Zhang Guanlan just smiled slightly and then drove the three ’Giant Spirit Statues’ towards the city gate.

Their bodies were a thousand feet high, that is, six miles. At this moment, they only need to take one step, and it’s a distance of two miles, then swing the massive stone fists the size of two acres towards the city wall.

The defensive array of Nankou Pass immediately responded, and in midair formed a golden armored warrior eight hundred feet high. The warrior used the shield formed by the power of the Gengjin to withstand the giant fists.

However, the whole defensive array at this time made a crackling sound, the runes, yuanjing, and demon stones within it were collapsing under the immense pressure.

Luckily, there were enough spellcasters in the city. Zuo Daoxing brought a lot of defensive supplies from the Emperor’s inner treasury, including a lot of ’Flamet Ice’, ’Demon Stone’, and ’Yuanjing’ to continuously replace.

But at this time, under Zhang Guanlan’s spell, the ground in front of the city wall was quickly rising, forming a ’slope’ that reached the top of the city.

And on the top of the city wall, Xue Yunrou frowned slightly, then floated up. The Zhengyi Talisman at her brow emitted a faint light, and then she also threw out a stone figure that was also three-head, six-arm and about the thickness of her small arm.

A moment later, another huge stone statue, a thousand feet high, appeared in front of the city gate. As soon as it appeared, it was besieged by three stone statues, destroying half of its body.

However, its recovery speed was very fast, able to recover in an instant. With the diversion of this stone statue, the pressure on the city defense array was reduced by at least half.

The titanic clashes of the four ’Giant Spirit Statues’ made the ground shake, and the vigorous gales blew continuously, causing countless rocks and dust to continue to fall.

At this time, Xue Yunrou pointed to the ground again, causing the rising ground in front of the city to collapse once more, never being able to rise to the level of the city wall.

"The scion of the Xue family!"

A murderous and surprised look appeared in Zhang Guanlan’s eyes.

What surprised him was the ’Giant Spirit Statue’, which was not there when he left the Tianshi’s mansion.

The three of them he had were recently bestowed by his own master as a trump card in case of emergency.

When did Zhang Shenye and his grandfather and father, refine this? They even gave this precious object to an alien woman like Xue Yunrou!

Although Zhang Guanlan was extremely angry, he couldn’t do anything else. He needs to control those three ’Giant Spirit Statues’, suppress the wind spirits with the Wind Suppression Tower, and maintain the soil slope with spells. His mana consumption is already great.

Taking into account that the enemy has the ’Tianji Dihe Yin-Yang Knife’, Zhang Guanlan must now keep some strength just in case.

"Prince, your army can move out now."

Ashitiemuer also knew that the time was right, but just as he prepared to swing his saber, a blue and red light shot out from within Nankou Pass. It forcibly blasted through the thighs of the three ’Giant Spirit Statues’, then exploded above the Mongolian Iron Cavalry. Numerous small elixirs rained down like a shower of flowers from the sky.

In an instant, two thousand Mongolian knights turned into meat sauce under the shower that covered several miles radius, and then golden flames spread rapidly across the battlefield.