Journey to the West: Starting from Changing Sun Wukong’s fate
Chapter 708 - 541 Qingzhou Troops Uniting Their Efforts_2

Chapter 708: Chapter 541 Qingzhou Troops Uniting Their Efforts_2

Although simplistic, it was extremely terrifying because those Demons and Monsters were weak but highly infectious, and to survive, they must consume humans; after devouring a person, they would spread to even more people. In this manner, once the Demonic Qi took root, the world was essentially beyond cure.

As for Wang Yang, who was nothing but a mere mortal, there was only one way to cleanse the Demonic Qi, and that was through the aid of others. Reliant solely on his own strength, Wang Yang understood that it was utterly impossible.

After all, it was the dark Demonic Qi that had eroded many worlds. Wang Yang had already anticipated that it wouldn’t be easy to deal with, and now he could only take one step at a time.

"My lord, even if we faced thousands of troops, we would not fear, but the creatures ahead are Demons and Ghosts!"

The Chiliarch took the initiative to step forward and speak. He was by no means a coward, but among the Qingzhou troops, who did not have brothers, parents, and a wife and children waiting for their return?

Competing with humans might still offer a glimmer of life, but fighting against Demons and Ghosts left no room for battle spirit.

In their eyes, to fight those monsters was no different from seeking death.

"If we were to retreat now, then the whole world would become a playground for Demons and Monsters."

Wang Yang fell silent for a moment before speaking each word deliberately.

"This..."

Upon hearing Wang Yang’s words, the Chiliarch also fell silent, knowing that with Demons present, Wang Yang’s ability to fight against the demon military generals clearly indicated he understood the situation well.

The Chiliarch gazed into Wang Yang’s eyes as if to discern the truth of the matter, but what he saw was nothing but determination, prompting him to let out a sigh.

"Then what can we do? This is a matter that affects the entire world. Relying solely on us is simply not enough to defeat them. You must understand that within Shouchun City there are a hundred thousand troops and hundreds of thousands of civilians. If they all were such creatures, we would have no way to resist."

A member of the Qingzhou troops, his face marred with scars, burst forth and roared at Wang Yang.

That Qingzhou soldier grabbed Wang Yang’s armor, and Wang Yang let him, falling into silence himself.

Asking these ordinary people to battle against extraordinary beings was far too difficult; after all, they were indeed mortals!

Wang Yang sighed and said, "Ride quickly back and inform our lord of this message, urging him to send support swiftly. If this infestation of Demons and Monsters spreads across the land, I fear there may be no one left to save this world."

Some Qingzhou troops hesitated, thinking of their families back home, but ultimately they resolutely firmed up their minds and turned around to flee.

The Demons were already not far from them, and some Qingzhou troops looked at Wang Yang as if they saw a glimmer of light flicker.

"General, we came out to wage war. Our families will be looked after by the lord. We came to earn our merits in battle!"

"Although we may not know many characters, we still understand that during the rise and fall of a nation, every man is responsible.

"

The Squad Leader gazed at the less than two thousand soldiers behind him. Although he too wanted to flee, he could not—as others might, but if he did, the Qingzhou troops would fully disperse.

"What’s your name?"

Wang Yang felt somber, knowing that the Demonic Qi in this world was not something his mere Divine Thought could resolve independently; only by uniting the world’s forces could the dark-rooted source be completely eradicated.

"Zhang Lu. I went to war at eighteen and now I’m twenty-seven. Once this August passes, it will have been ten years!"

Zhang Lu’s face looked older than that of an average person. Few could survive ten years on the battlefield, which was probably how a common man like Zhang Lu could become a Chiliarch.

"Those with an undecided will may leave, after three breaths, follow me into battle!"

Wang Yang took a deep breath, Zhang Lu held his breath and watched intently, and the other Qingzhou troops exchanged glances, seeing that hint of resolve in each other’s eyes.

After three breaths, the Qingzhou troops faced forward as if they were ready for a confrontation, and Wang Yang did not hesitate for a moment longer.

"Kill! We march into this battle ready to die, never looking back."

Wang Yang lifted his longsword and charged forward, followed by the nearly two thousand Qingzhou troops, who resembled an entire army in spirit. As those Qingzhou troops who had turned to run heard the thunderous sound of hooves, they immediately looked back.

The Qingzhou troops, wielding long spears and mounted on horseback, stabbed at the bodies of the Demons and Monsters, piercing through them instantly. The likes of Zhang Xun were few among these Demons and Monsters.

Most of the Demons and Monsters were no match for a single blow, and those who galloped into their ranks on horseback were like tigers among sheep. Their long spears skewered the foe as easily as threading candied haws.

The impaled Demons and Monsters bled profusely until they finally stopped moving. Their bodies then turned to flying ash, which, upon settling, transformed the ground into the Underworld.

This was the ultimate fate of these expendable Demons and Monsters. Wang Yang stood among them, untouchable, slicing his Longsword through the air with no regard for technique, but each slash cleaved several Demons and split them asunder.

"Shall we go back?"

"How can we just leave like this?"

"Those are our brothers!"

The Qingzhou troops could not see this, but upon looking back, they seemed to regret their earlier decision.

Gazing at each other, they nodded, tugged on their reins, turned around, and charged back into the fray, joining the Qingzhou troops in fierce combat once more.

"Bro, why do you think they turned back?"

One of the Qingzhou soldiers murmured to the Void, holding the iron Longevity Lock in his hand.

His brother had died young, and as the sole survivor of his family, he still chose to enlist.

In this chaotic world, military exploits were a commoner’s only chance for recognition. He felt melancholic as many around him began to turn back.

"If we can’t hold them back, this world would become a paradise for Demons and Monsters."

"Little brother, my dream was to become a renowned knight errant, punishing the wicked and bringing blessings to the common people."

The Qingzhou soldier thought of many things, recalled the words of Wang Yang, and remembered the soaring ambitions professed by his brother before he died.

"Since you no longer have the chance to do so, let me carry out your will!"

The Qingzhou soldier gripped the Longevity Lock in his hand firmly and resolutely turned back. He spurred his horse, accelerating to top speed as the long spear in his hand readied for action.

Zhang Xun brandished his Long Spear straight toward Wang Yang. Seeing the spearhead gleaming like a star, with a flash of cold light, Wang Yang positioned his Longsword horizontally, like the milky way across the sky.

Clang!

As the Long Spear clashed with the Longsword, Wang Yang felt the force in his hand and his expression subtly changed. He let his sword slide to the side, deflecting the force.

If he had tried to resist with force, Wang Yang was likely to be wounded under the blow. Where Zhang Xun’s Long Spear had touched, a small dent had already formed on Wang Yang’s Longsword.

As Wang Yang sheathed his sword, he caught a glimpse of the damage out of the corner of his eye, and his heart sank.

In truth, Wang Yang had only managed to blind Zhang Xun purely by chance, since Zhang Xun had not been guarding against it; he was caught off guard and thus, wounded by Wang Yang.

However, even with the injury, it hardly affected Zhang Xun, who had become a Demon. The injury was trivial and did not impede his ability to fight thereafter.

Zhang Xun was relentless. After gaining the upper hand with that strike, he launched multiple attacks in quick succession, like a venomous snake relentlessly lunging at its prey.

Wang Yang’s Longsword coordinated with his movements, dodging the flurry of strikes.

In this world, it seems that Zhang Xun’s strength was no longer something an ordinary person could contend with.

After all, even with such formidable strength, even Wang Yang now could hardly defend against it with ease.

Keep in mind that even as a mere Divine Thought, he was comparable to an Immortal.

Yet even now, he still could not gain the upper hand, which implies how formidable Zhang Xun’s strength had become.

Had it been any other commander, they would likely have already fallen to Zhang Xun’s spear.