Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path
Chapter 787 - 611: Military Order + - 612: Bait

Chapter 787: Chapter 611: Military Order + Chapter 612: Bait

Chapter 611: Military Command + Chapter 612: Bait

"Generals, Fulong Pass hangs the Suspend War Banner high, no matter how we lure them, they refuse to engage in battle. What should we do?"

Inside the commander’s tent in the Beiliang Camp.

A tall and sturdy young man with gentle brows sat at the head, seemingly distressed as he asked.

By his side, an elderly man with white floating beard, clear features, and dressed in a Bagua Taoist Robe, was smiling with anticipation as he looked at the generals arrayed to his left and right within the tent.

In this campaign of seizing cities and land.

Whenever they met with difficulties, the commanders under his command would each use their unique abilities to turn the impossible into possible.

Even if they temporarily encountered setbacks, Qi Yunzi would offer incense and request the descent of a Star Lord, assuring an unimpeded path.

The Heavenly Destiny Great Xia is on the brink of demise, and the Demon Sect will be extinguished. Under the calculations of our ancestors in the void, how long could those muscle-headed fellows hold up despite having the home ground advantage?

Moreover, those muscle-headed fellows, having occupied this territory for a long time due to lack of opponents, haven’t really exercised their minds in a while, inevitably making them somewhat slow-witted.

Such opponents, even if they seem powerful, are honestly not considered formidable enemies.

Stroking his beard, Taoist Qi Yunzi felt an air of unbeatable heroism.

He just felt that victory would not be glorious.

In this battle, with strategies laid out in advance, every move of the Prison Subduing Demon Sect was within calculations, without any exception...

I’ve not even utilized thirty percent of my abilities, yet the opponents are already faltering.

"Princely Heir, Prime Minister, please provide your humble general with three more days. I will undoubtedly capture the city, lift that turtle shell, break through the Formation and flatten this pass," said General Ling Feng Huo Lingfeng, looking young and naïve as a minor, but with an aura of murderous intent and soaring battle spirit.

In fact, on this journey, beneath his Wind and Fire Divine Flame Spear, countless formidable enemies had fallen, earning him an unrivaled reputation and many merits.

The generals in the tent didn’t underestimate him because of his young looks and age.

"Improper."

Before Crown Prince Liang Shen Zhou could speak, Qi Yunzi already shook his head in disagreement.

"In these three days, General Ling Feng has attacked the city continuously day and night. The losses have been severe with little gain. Even if we press on with heavy troops, even if we can breach the garrison, though our Daliang soldiers are elite, the losses would be unbearable."

Qi Yunzi was truly a person who cherished his soldiers and understood military matters.

Not only did he understand military affairs, but he also took into account the sentiment of the people.

If capturing Fulong Pass meant losing tens of thousands of soldiers in bloody battles,

Then, fighting through the Eighteen Heavenly Passes, how many of the one hundred thousand soldiers under his command would be left?

Although it’s possible to recruit and train new soldiers from within Beiliang, this couldn’t be achieved overnight.

Moreover, these soldiers weren’t just digits, but the backbone of every family.

The death of one meant one family weeping, tens of thousands of deaths meant tens of thousands of households wailing.

If we really let Huo Lingfeng forcefully proceed with the siege, even if victorious, the sentiment of the people would greatly diminish. What then of succeeding Liang Dynasty to the throne and changing the dynasty?

"To truly break through this pass is not difficult. I have a unique secret technique that can easily capture the female general guarding it," another person stood up and spoke after Taoist Qi Yunzi finished talking.

Everyone was surprised, wondering who could be so arrogant to brag so confidently. Their gaze fell onto a short stature, sharp-mouthed, monkey-cheeked bald young man in the middle of the tent, causing their eyes to widen slightly.

"Oh, Ninth Earth Monk, do you truly possess such capability to capture the main guard within Hidden Dragon Formation?"

Qi Yunzi’s expression remained unchanged, but he nodded slightly to himself, thinking ’I’ve been waiting for you.’

"That main guard, Shen Bi, is capable of utilizing Formation’s power to draw upon the wishes of tens of thousands of people and suppress the Heaven and Earth Vital Energy. Ordinary measures will not affect her. Moreover, she wields the Soul-shattering Bow; with a twang of the bow and arrows falling, souls waver. One misstep could cost even you, Monk, which is not proper and too risky to allow such a gamble."

"Prime Minister, you only know one aspect but not the other. My secret technique grows stronger against stronger opponents. Since I descended the mountain, I’ve yet to meet an equal. My master said the generals of the Demon Sect are stronger in body than spirit and not well-versed in spells. To break my Escape Technique is simply impossible," the Ninth Earth Monk said with a self-satisfied laugh. "And that Princess Shen Bi, it is said that she is a top-tier beauty among the remnants of the Canxia Royal Family; should I succeed in this mission, I request of you, Prime Minister... heh heh!"

As he spoke, the Ninth Earth Monk’s saliva began to flow, his eyes filled with greed.

It seemed that he was reminded of a certain female general’s stunning glimpse.

Even in the midst of the tent with a crowd, the seemingly composed monk was anything but calm, and his pants even pitched a small tent.

Clearly harboring impure thoughts.

...Grass.

What kind of Sect raised such disciples?

The generals in the tent all felt a desire to wash their eyes.

It was simply unbearable to look at.

Qi Yunzi’s face twitched severely, and with great effort, he managed to keep a strange expression from showing as he calmly said, "If Ninth Earth General can truly capture Shen Bi, I will grant this woman to you as a concubine."

As long as it leads to breaking through the pass and achieving victory, this small request does no harm.

"However, if you fail to capture her..."

"If I fail, I am willing to present my head," said the Ninth Earth Monk, laughing heartily as he twisted his body and sank into the ground, disappearing from sight.