Starting as a centurion, he fought his way through the chaos of the world.

Chapter 126 Giant Array
After swallowing the pill, Lu Ming began to circulate his cultivation technique.

A thunderous sound echoed continuously from within his body.

Behind them, the faint phantoms of dragons and elephants could be seen.

While Lu Ming was making the most of his time to cultivate, the others also did not hesitate and were using every spare moment to cultivate and practice formations.

Don't dare to stop for a moment.

Meanwhile, Wu Han, after a day of fierce fighting, finally captured the last prefecture city.

Standing atop the dilapidated city wall, a smile appeared on his rugged face.

His robust physique now exudes an even stronger aura than before.

The battle flags fluttered behind them.

Although dilapidated, it swayed very strongly.

"Wang Xun, how many men do we have in our army now?"

"Reporting to the general, the number of captured rebels is approximately 100,000, and the current army numbers around 300,000," Wang Xun hurriedly reported.

During the wars abroad, Wu Han was the leader of the several commanders.

Moreover, the opponent was also the strongest, having fought their way in.

After exchanging all the merits he had earned for pills, his cultivation level has now reached the mid-stage of Qi Refining.

He's quite a skilled player.

"The military formations are almost ready, and the three prefectures have been occupied. We'll leave 100,000 men to guard the three prefectures. Tomorrow we'll head to the Feixia Plain to meet up with the lord," Wu Han said, slapping his hand on the wall.

A hint of excitement appeared in his eyes.

After this battle, Lu Ming's territory will likely double in size.

When the military strength is greater, our status will rise accordingly.

"As ordered!"

Then, Wu Han turned his head and said, "Sun He, Wu Chong!"

"grown ups!"

Two figures stepped forward; they were two rogue cultivators who had joined Wu Han's forces during the attack on Mingzhou.

Their cultivation levels are not weak, both at the early stage of the Foundation Establishment stage.

Sun He is skilled at using a golden flying sword.

Wu Chong's favorite weapon is the mountain-splitting axe, which he considers a form of self-cultivation.

None of them were weak, and they made great contributions during the attack on the three states.

He enjoyed Wu Han's trust.

"You two have made great contributions in this battle. When we get to the Flying Cloud Plain, I will introduce you to the lord, if you can satisfy him."

You two will be blessed.

Remember to do your best!

"Yes, sir!" the two generals replied excitedly.

Wu Han nodded.

"Alright, let's get ready to leave tomorrow."

Upon hearing the order, they clasped their hands in greeting and withdrew.

Nothing happened that night, and the next day, Wu Han led his army to set off.

Two hundred thousand troops were lined up in a long line on the battlefield.

The end is as far as the eye can see.

For the next period of time, they marched at full speed, not daring to stop for the slightest.

Lu Ming, on the other hand, had been cultivating.

In the blink of an eye, the half-month period is about to arrive.

The rebels gradually gathered outside the Feixia Plain, clearly after learning that both the Ming King and the Southern King had perished there.

They planned to launch a joint attack after all the allied forces had arrived.

On this day, Lu Ming had just woken up from his cultivation.

"Hoo!" He exhaled a breath of stale air.

Feeling the immense power within his body, a smile appeared on his lips.

"I'm at the early stage of the Foundation Establishment realm. Now, I could easily crush even a peak Core Formation cultivator."

A confident look appeared on his face.

Then he stood up.

Just then, Xiao Lin, who was protecting the Dharma in the distance, also rushed over.

"My lord!" the other party bowed and greeted.

"How long did my cultivation take this time?" Lu Ming asked slowly.

"Reporting to you, sir, it has been fourteen days, and the rebels have already appeared outside the wasteland," Xiao Lin hurriedly reported.

Lu Ming raised an eyebrow.

Has Wu Han arrived?

"We arrived three days ago."

“Let him come over!” Lu Ming nodded.

Now, the two armies have joined forces; all that's needed is the right opportunity.

After defeating this rebel army, the vast southern border is now at my disposal.

"Yes, sir!" Xiao Lin replied and carefully retreated.

A moment later, Wu Han, dressed in black armor, strode over.

Upon seeing Lu Ming, he immediately knelt on one knee and said, "Greetings, General!"

"Haha, get up! This battle was well fought. In such a short time, you've conquered three states." Lu Ming looked at the brave general in front of him, a look of satisfaction on his face.

After helping Wu Han up, he asked, "How many people did you bring this time?"

"Your Excellency, it's exactly two hundred thousand."

“Not bad, that’s about right.” Lu Ming nodded.

If we add our own troops and arrange them in formation, we should be able to deal with the allied forces.

"How are the military formations? How is the training going?"

"Thanks to the training scrolls given to me by the master, I've mastered the formations. Yesterday, I even tried setting them up with Zhang Mu, and there were no problems at all," Wu Han grinned.

"The enemy we're facing this time is formidable. According to the latest intelligence, their army alone numbers over 1.5 million, and they also have experts at the Golden Core stage in command. So the upcoming battles are bound to be extremely difficult."

"Tell the brothers to give it their all. Once we drive back the allied forces, our good days are coming." Lu Ming patted Wu Han on the shoulder.

Then, as if remembering something, he asked, "What about the supplies captured from the three prefectures?"

"One hundred and thirty shi of grain and thirty-two million taels of silver have all been transported back to Hongdu Prefecture and put into storage."

Lu Ming nodded, then let out a long breath.

The campaign has been extremely taxing.

With these, it should be enough for now.

Then, turning his gaze to Wu Han, he said, "Go and prepare. The rebels should launch an attack tomorrow."

"Yes, sir!" Wu Han clasped his hands in a fist salute and retreated.

Lu Ming looked in the direction where the rebels were located.

In the distance, a continuous stream of firelight illuminated the night sky, seemingly without end.

He was under a lot of pressure in this match.

On their side, nearly half a million troops had gathered on this plain; their lives were in their own hands.

Therefore, he took every step with extreme caution.

On the other side, inside the coalition camp.

A group of rebel kings were drinking around a huge bonfire.

The Prince of Langya looked to be over sixty years old, but he was very strong and vigorous.

At this moment, his upper body was completely naked.

His muscles, as tough as iron, were on full display.

Two alluring women danced around him.

His gray hair was loose, and he would occasionally burst into hearty laughter.

"We have arrived at the Flying Cloud Plain. I heard that the governor of the six states is an expert in formations. Do you have any good ideas?"

When the sound rang out.

His smile faded, replaced by a solemn expression.

"According to my investigation, their current troop strength should be around 500,000, and they don't have any experts above the Core Formation stage. I have already asked experts from the Immortal Sect to assassinate them. If they succeed, we can just go and kill them tomorrow."

"If that doesn't work, then let's check the formation first," one of the rebel kings said.

He is Prince Lin, Xu Zhong, who has the support of Emperor Ziying.

This is a major sect with a Purple Mansion as its headquarters.

"Brother Xu is indeed capable. Let's wait for good news. If we can kill Lu Ming tonight, the greatest credit for this battle will belong to Brother Xu." King Langya raised his cup with a smile.

Others also offered their compliments.

Xu Zhong clasped his hands in a fist and said, "You're too kind."

However, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.

The rebel kings, though seemingly powerful, have proven their strength over the past few days.

He found that dealing with some of the incompetent officials in the imperial court might not be a problem.

But if you really run into a tough opponent, you're probably in for a bad time.

One problem is that people are not united.

Secondly, once they achieve some success, they can't help but start indulging in pleasure.

He originally thought that the Prince of Langya was a remarkable person.

But on two separate nights, the other party brought different women over for drinks, which would have been one thing under normal circumstances.

But this is on the battlefield.

Such an approach is somewhat inappropriate. Moreover, each of the rebel leaders wants to preserve their own strength while also maximizing their own gains.

Even before unifying the southern border, they've already started scheming against each other.

The war is about to begin tomorrow, yet none of them have been able to find out the exact number and strength of Lu Ming's side.

This really disappointed him.

Now, I just hope that this opponent won't be too difficult to deal with.

At the same time, Lu Ming, having just finished drinking, was pondering how to defend against the rebels the next day.

His gaze involuntarily sharpened.

Because he sensed a murderous intent.

Then, she closed her eyes.

Begin to sense the power emanating from the earth's veins.

At this moment, they discovered that two powerful energies were lurking hundreds of meters away.

"One is at the early stage of Core Formation, and the other is at the middle stage. They must be assassins from the rebel army," Lu Ming thought to himself.

Then, he opened his eyes.

He slowly pulled out the Dragon Sparrow Blade.

The firelight cast an orange-red glow.

He picked up a piece of animal hide and began to wipe it carefully.

It was as if no assassin had been found.

However, his muscles were already tense.

It was like a lurking beast, ready to devour anyone it could.

Behind a camp not far away.

The two middle-aged men, both wearing padded jackets, looked at each other and then nodded.

Then, she casually approached Lu Ming.

Clearly, they wanted to use the safest method: get close to the other side and launch a fatal attack.

Two Core Formation Realm cultivators clashed at close range.

The attacks they unleash are truly terrifying.

Even a late-stage Core Formation cultivator can get injured if they're not careful, let alone a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator.

One step, two steps
One of them couldn't help but smile.

It's almost here, we'll be close soon.

Once Lu Ming is killed, the two of them can escape through the air, and even an army of hundreds of thousands will find it difficult to stop them.

As they drew closer, just as they were about to make their move...

"Roar!" Lu Ming, who had been completely unaware just moments before, suddenly turned around, leaped into the air, and slashed down with his sword.

The cyan-gold blade energy was dozens of meters long, and in the night sky behind him, a ferocious dragon-elephant beast could be faintly seen, roaring as Lu Ming moved.

The two Core Formation Realm experts who were nearby didn't even have time to react.

"Bang!" The sect elder, who was in the early stage of Core Formation, was struck in the collarbone, and blood gushed out.

The body was cut diagonally into two pieces.

Blood mist filled the air, splattering his companion's head and face.

"Junior brother!"

Another expert in the Core Formation stage let out a mournful cry.

But he reacted instantly and opened his mouth.

A cyan flying sword flew towards Lu Ming at an extremely fast speed.

"Ding!"

The next moment, a giant python emerged from behind the other party.

With incredible speed, it caught the flying sword.

Lu Ming seized the opportunity and kicked out with a "Boom!"

The mid-stage Core Formation expert in front of him was kicked away by him.

His body was sent hurtling out like a cannonball.

Blood splattered from his mouth.

Even with his mid-stage Core Formation cultivation, his dantian was shattered by this kick.

A huge, bloody hole appeared in his abdomen.

It was clear that he was not going to survive.

"Thump thump!" Just then, a large number of troops arrived.

It would take a lot of words to describe what just happened, but it only happened in an instant.

Lu Ming went on a killing spree, and from the moment he dealt with the last enemy, it took only a few breaths.

It's not fair to blame Xiao Lin for arriving late.

At this moment, looking at Lu Ming, he said, "This humble servant is late, please punish me, sir!"

As he spoke, he secretly glanced at the two people on the ground.

He couldn't help but swallow hard.

Judging from their aura, their cultivation level should be at the Core Formation stage.

Yet even such a master was utterly powerless against Lu Ming, who finished him off in just two moves.

The other person seemed even more impressive to him.

"It's not your fault. Drag these two corpses away and dispose of them. Remember to check if they have anything valuable on them."

"Yes, sir!" Xiao Lin responded and then signaled his soldiers to drag the corpse away into the distance.

A moment later, the other person ran back.

"Sir, they are two penniless bastards. All we found on them was a bottle of pills and three spirit stones."

Xiao Lin said fiercely.

Lu Ming nodded, he was used to it.

After all, the situation was similar with the sect masters I killed in the past.

These people are all pretty cunning.

Knowing he was going to the battlefield, he never brought anything valuable with him.

"Keep them all; consider it a reward."

"Yes, sir," Xiao Lin said happily.

After all, Lu Ming didn't care about these things, but they were still pretty good for him.

Putting everything else aside, the value of a bottle of Qi Condensation Pills is immeasurable.

If you were to exchange military merits for it, who knows how much it would cost.

Then, at Lu Ming's signal, he withdrew.

Nothing happened that night, but in the following days, the security of the entire camp was significantly increased.

Wu Han actually led a team to inspect the camp himself.

The next morning, when Lu Ming stepped out of his tent...

Then they saw that the army had already assembled.

"Form ranks!"

Looking at Wu Han, who had already gathered outside the tent, Lu Ming said calmly.

"Yes, sir!" the other party replied and then withdrew.

After they left.

Lu Ming's gaze fell on Baili Fei and Li Xun again. "You two, lead your respective troops, detour around the rear of the allied forces, and find out where their grain and supplies are stored."

"Yes, sir!" the two replied immediately upon receiving the order.

Then, he clasped his hands in farewell and took his leave.

After arranging everything, Lu Ming walked towards the high platform erected in the military formation.

The high platform, over ten zhang tall, allowed him to freely overlook the army.

I just got on.

Then you can see a huge, dark army, constantly changing positions.

An array large enough to cover the wasteland was set up right before their eyes.

And there was a high platform like his every few miles, which was used to dispatch and command large armies.

The Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams Formation had just been set up.

The entire wasteland was completely changed.

In the wilderness, besides the vast military formation, which was covered by a dark mist, there were also phantom figures appearing above the misty clouds.

Above the army to the due north, a giant banner appeared, embroidered with a long snake that seemed to come to life, spewing poisonous mist from its mouth. Its duty was to take advantage of the chaos and wait for the enemy to tire themselves out.

A strange cloud appeared over the northeastern army, representing the law, whose duty was to feint to the east while attacking in the west, and to trap the enemy behind closed doors.

To the east is a phantom of an emperor with wings on his back, named the Flying Emperor, representing sainthood, and carried out by cavalry. He is the one who strikes at the heart of the matter, capturing the leader of the enemy, and is capable of living and dying with the great formation.

In the southeastern sky, a hurricane was raging. They were in charge of the fire attack, with flames raging and the sky and earth being destroyed. Each rank of soldiers was pushing a fire-breathing chariot.

The South is a ferocious tiger with wings on its ribs. It is the side responsible for pursuing the enemy in the army, secretly crossing the enemy lines and turning the tables.

Over the southwest, a dark, shadowy mass of earth hangs in the sky. Their duty is to avoid the enemy's strength and strike their weakness, to feign retreat and then retreat, and to be responsible for a scorched-earth policy.

In the western sky, there was a black bird called the Flying Bird, which was responsible for alerting the enemy and consisted of archers.

The northwest sky is filled with pure air, which represents Heaven in the Eight Trigrams Formation. Their duty is to use others to do their dirty work and to remove the ladder after someone has climbed up the roof. They are responsible for food supplies and also for destroying enemy resources.

It should be noted that when a formation is set up, it can extend over a wide area, covering many places.

The rebels had no choice but to enter the battleground if they wanted to pass.

This is a truly massive operation, completely different from the small-scale operations of the past.

And after this grand formation was set up...

The rebel coalition forces also slowly arrived.

(End of this chapter)