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

Chapter 127 Suppressing a Million Enemies

When more than 1.5 million troops appeared on the battlefield.

It was a dark, dense mass, stretching as far as the eye could see.

The Prince of Langya stood in front, gazing into the distance at the array before him, his pupils involuntarily contracting.

The other rebel kings remained silent.

They knew that Lu Ming was proficient in formations and skilled at winning with military formations, but they never expected that he could set up such a strange formation that stretched and covered the entire Feixia Plain.

Lin Wang Xu Zhong looked grim. The two Core Formation Realm experts he had sent out had not returned overnight, likely indicating that their assassination attempt had failed and they were probably in grave danger.

The assessment of Lu Ming's strength has been raised to a new level.

Just as I was pondering this in my heart.

One anti-royal voice asked, "What should we do?"

"This formation is meticulously arranged and its coverage is unprecedented. Otherwise, should we send someone to test it first?"

The other person spoke, a wary look in their eyes.

After he finished speaking, the other rebel leaders remained silent, clearly none of them wanted to test the waters.

After all, setting aside the formation, Lu Ming's army should number in the hundreds of thousands. Sending too few people would surely result in them not returning, while sending too many would be too costly.

Nobody wants to be cannon fodder.

The Prince of Langya glanced at the crowd and naturally knew what they were thinking.

Then, he pulled everyone aside to discuss the matter, but they couldn't reach a consensus.

As the morning was about to pass.

Left with no other choice, they had to resort to the most rudimentary method: everyone had to enter the fray together.

After all, it was an army of over 1.5 million. In everyone's eyes, even a mountain could be leveled by a single swarm, let alone a formation.

Most importantly, this way, the other rebel kings had nothing to complain about.

If everyone fights together, no one can gain an advantage over the others.

After making the decision, the army began to cook and prepare to launch an attack.

When the afternoon arrived.

The dark, dense army entered the formation from different directions.

As soon as they stepped inside, they discovered that it was different from the outside; the entire plain had turned into a gray haze.

Even some experts from the immortal sects couldn't discern the situation inside.

The Prince of Langya looked at a disciple of a celestial sect beside him and asked, "Immortal, is there anything suspicious about this place?"

The inner disciples of the Kaiyang Sect have reached the Golden Core stage, which is no small feat.

Even the Prince of Langya maintained sufficient respect in front of the other party, saying, "It's all in chaos, we can't see anything, let's move forward first."

A golden disc appeared above the head of the Golden Core disciple. It was called the Bright Moon Compass, a mid-grade magic artifact that could not only determine direction.

It can also be used to attack the enemy.

At this point, the pointer above was spinning rapidly, seemingly having lost its purpose.

This caused everyone to frown.

"Boom!" Just then, a roar came from the flank of the army.

Then, they saw an army led by a rebel king, with flames shooting into the sky above them, engulfing many of the soldiers.

Faint screams could be heard.

"Quickly, see what happened," said the Prince of Langya, frowning.

Then, a disciple of a celestial sect at the Core Formation stage soared into the sky.

A moment later, the other party returned.

"King Lin's army was attacked by fire on a barren grassland. A hurricane covered the area overhead, so I couldn't get close, but the battle must have been terrible. There were soldiers everywhere with their bodies on fire, and most of the army was probably scattered."

The disciple of Kaiyang Sect said in a heavy tone.

The others were even more cautious.

So many people died without even seeing the enemy's face.

This formation is truly terrifying.

"Notify the army to proceed with caution and not to be reckless. Everyone should try to stay together," the Prince of Langya said with a grim expression.

This formation is truly bizarre.

Standing inside, you can't tell day from night; it's just a hazy gray that makes you feel really uncomfortable.

"Chirp!" Just then, a clear, resounding chirp came from the sky.

Then, they saw the hundred-foot-tall black bird in the sky looking down at them.

A cold and cruel light flashed in his eyes.

As he opened his mouth, countless arrows fell like raindrops.

"Clang, clang, clang!" The rebels raised their shields to defend themselves, and instantly the sound of metal clashing together rang out.

Sparks flew from the iron shield.

"Bang! Bang!"

The next moment, some of the shields were smashed to pieces.

Then, the soldiers' screams rang out.

Such an attack is practically a dimensional reduction strike.

The Prince of Langya looked grim, but he was protected by a Golden Core expert and was not injured.

However, the several beauties he was with were instantly killed, their deaths gruesome.

His body was riddled with arrows, making him look like a hedgehog.

Many soldiers fell to the ground and could not get up.

Besides him, other rebel kings also faced different attacks at the same time.

The giant banner fluttered, obscuring the sky and the sun, and the python's head emerged from it, spewing out poisonous smoke.

Cover a rebel force.

In just a few moments, countless people collapsed to the ground, screaming in agony.

Blood spurted from his mouth.

In an instant, the entire rebel army was thrown into chaos.

The Prince of Langya's gaze fell on a Golden Core expert beside him. "Immortal Master, what should we do?"

At this point, it became clear that if this continued, everyone would be in danger.

His only hope rested on the disciples of the Kaiyang Sect.

We hope the other party can find a solution.

"I'll give it a try!" the Golden Core disciple said through gritted teeth.

He had not expected that ordinary military formations could be so powerful.

His body rose from the ground, with clouds floating beneath his feet.

Above his head, a hundred or so sharp swords appeared, radiating a dazzling light and forming a fan shape. He made a sword incantation and charged towards the black bird above his head.

"Bang!" The flying arrow was struck by the sword.

Instantly confused.

The disciples of the Kaiyang Sect wore smiles.

After all, it's just a mortal formation. When it encounters immortal magic, even if it looks impressive, it's still no match for it.

But the next moment, he realized he was wrong.

"Sizzle!" The black bird flapped its wings and extended its sharp claws, reaching out to grab him.

It flashed with dark light, like a falling celestial blade.

"Bang!" His sword light was directly torn apart.

Next, it was my body; I felt like I was hit by a huge force.

My body fell involuntarily, and then a barrage of arrows continued to fall.

It transformed into a pillar of arrow and struck his chest.

The protective aura shattered instantly.

His entire chest was pierced through until he stopped breathing.

What those below saw was the Golden Core disciple of the Kaiyang Sect, whose sword light was first shattered by a claw from the Xuan Bird, and then thousands of feathered arrows transformed into a pillar of arrows.

His body was smashed into a bloody mist, and he perished on the battlefield.

"Senior brother!" another disciple of the Kaiyang Sect roared.

His eyes were bloodshot, but at this moment, he dared not step forward.

Turning to look at Prince Langya, he said, "Your Highness, I will escort you away. This formation is too strange. We can't unleash our true strength inside. If we continue, this army will probably be worn down inside."

"Is there a way to leave?" the Prince of Langya asked hastily.

"We can only give it our best. This formation is strange, and we are not entirely confident."

He looked at the compass above his head.

This is the source of our confidence to say such things.

If you use your heart's blood to stimulate it, perhaps you can find a way out.

"Let's wait a little longer," said the Prince of Langya, somewhat hesitantly.

He was still somewhat unwilling to accept it.

Moreover, with so many troops trapped in the formation, it's impossible for them all to escape.

Without these troops, the loss would be enormous for him.

"Alright!" The disciple didn't say anything more.

However, the wariness in his eyes deepened. He simply stood guard beside the Prince of Langya.

For the next few days, they lived in constant fear, not even knowing where they were.

Besides trying their best to resist, the formation launched attacks day and night.

The goal is to find a way to break the formation.

Time passed, and I don't know how much time has gone by.

The King of Langya could no longer hold on, and his army was now on the verge of collapse.

As for the other rebel armies, some have already completely collapsed.

I don't know how many people died.

Those rebel kings, protected by sect disciples, barely survived, but they were already nearing their limit.

Xu Zhong licked his chapped lips and approached the Prince of Langya.

The other rebel kings also gathered around. "What should we do? The army has scattered, and countless others have died. If this continues, we're afraid we'll all be trapped here and die!"

"Tap tap!" Just then, a series of hurried footsteps sounded.

Then, I saw someone running over.

This is a general under the command of the Prince of Langya.

At this moment, his expression was extremely unpleasant.

Fear was evident on his face.

He still had knife wounds on his body.

Upon arriving at the field, he knelt down on the ground and said, "Your Highness, our supplies have been stolen. Now only the soldiers have dry rations on them, and they cannot last another day."

"What did you say!" The Prince of Langya stood up.

Then, I felt a wave of dizziness.

Then, with difficulty, he turned to look at the immortal sect disciples who had protected him all the way, and said, "Let's leave."

Now he's really scared.

Although I was reluctant, there was no other way.

If we don't leave now, we're afraid we'll all be wiped out here.

The Kaiyang Sect disciple nodded.

Then, he opened his mouth and spat out blood, which landed on the compass above his head.

Then, the pointer, which had been moving erratically, stopped.

Gradually, it began to point in one direction.

"Go this way!" he said, and then led the way.

The others naturally followed suit.

Standing on the high platform, Lu Ming looked in the direction the rebel kings had gone, a cold glint appearing on his face.

If you want to leave, it's not so easy to escape your own formation.

Then, he waved his hand to signal Xiao Lin to shake the command flag again.

The next moment, above the army, the giant tiger with two halberds on its ribs moved, tasked with closing the gate and beating the dog.

Now, it is clear that the rebels' escape route must be blocked.

"Boom!" The cavalry also started moving at the same time and gave chase.

Even if this battle cannot eliminate the rebels, it will at least make them pay a heavy price.

The real killings had officially begun.

Armies from all directions gathered together.

In an instant, blood mist billowed across the Feixia Plain.

But after all, it's an army of over a million, not so easy to deal with, especially since the enemy's strength is not weak either.

Several more days have passed.

The other party eventually rushed out.

When they entered the formation, there were 1.5 million elite troops, guarded by experts at the Golden Core and Core Formation stages.

When they broke through, fewer than 500,000 people remained.

And they were all injured.

He showed no signs of energy or spirit, clearly indicating that this battle had terrified everyone.

The Prince of Langya looked at the group of rebel kings around him, who were even more disheveled than himself.

He said fiercely, "Withdraw!"

All the allied forces had by then become a joke.

If they don't leave soon, they might be stuck here forever.

Then, he led the rest of his men toward Langya Prefecture.

The other rebel kings also left in disgrace.

This time, they were lucky to have survived; it was a stroke of good fortune amidst misfortune.

Naturally, I dare not ask for anything else.

Watching them leave, Lu Ming made no attempt to stop them.

After all, his time was running out, and he needed to clear the supply lines as soon as possible.

Then, try to occupy as much territory as possible.

Only with more territory can the potential for war be greater.

Then, he ordered Xiao Lin, who was standing to the side, to wave the command flag and gather the army.

As the rebels gradually fled into the distance.

In the wasteland, Lu Ming's army also appeared.

Besides them, there were also a large number of prisoners and supplies.

After all, more than 1.5 million troops entered the formation, but less than 500,000 escaped.

Of the remaining million or so, most were captured.

After stepping down from the platform, Lu Ming looked at the group of generals who had gathered around him and said with a smile, "This battle was well fought. Everyone, step back and register the prisoners, count the supplies, and remember to clean up the battlefield."

This battle can be described as a resounding victory.

The generals under his command were all beaming with joy.

He immediately replied, "Yes, sir!"

Then they all left.

For the next few days, Lu Ming continued to cultivate.

The entire Feixia Plain, however, appeared extremely busy.

After the prisoners were registered, they were incorporated into the army and trained.

There's also the inventory of supplies; there's just too much to handle.

There was scattered grain and silver everywhere.

These rebel kings all carried a lot of silver with them when they went to war, which they used to reward and motivate their soldiers. This was their usual method, and this time it all fell into Lu Ming's hands.

In the blink of an eye, more than ten days have passed.

"Phew!" Lu Ming, who had just finished cultivating, let out a long breath.

After swinging my arm, I felt a powerful force erupt from my body.

A look of satisfaction appeared on his face.

The Xuanwu Golden Bell Cover technique has broken through again, reaching the late stage of the second level.

His physical strength alone is comparable to that of a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, which is a significant improvement.

Just then, Wu Han, exuding a fierce aura, strode over.

His face was filled with joy.

Upon seeing Lu Ming, he quickly bowed and said, "Greetings, Your Excellency!"

"What happy thing happened?" Lu Ming asked with a smile.

At the same time, he took the towel that Xiao Lin handed him and wiped his hands.

"Sir, all the prisoners have been counted, and the spoils from this operation are quite substantial," Wu Han said happily.

Lu Ming nodded.

"That's right, tell me about it."

As he said this, he couldn't help but feel a little expectant.

Wu Han hurriedly said, "We captured more than 600,000 rebel soldiers, almost all of them young and strong, and a large part of them had already broken through the borders. We also captured 2.2 million shi of grain, 23 million taels of silver, and more than 50,000 warhorses."

The other supplies were countless.

"All prisoners should be incorporated into the army. Leave enough food and supplies, and transport the rest back to Hongdu Prefecture. Also, escort the silver back."

Tomorrow you will lead your main force to launch an attack on Jiangzhou and Liuzhou to open up the supply lines.

I led the rest of my troops from Yuzhou and marched straight for Huangzhou.

Now that Lu Ming has already sent troops, he should naturally take over more territory.

Moreover, he had not forgotten the attitudes of the young master of the Li family in Huangzhou and the eldest son of the Sun family in Huangzhou towards him.

This time, after taking control of the two states, we'll see if they still have that arrogant attitude.

"Yes, sir!" Wu Han replied, clasping his hands in a fist salute upon receiving the order.

Then, he withdrew and began to reorganize the army.

Meanwhile, the news of Lu Ming's decisive victory over the allied forces spread far and wide after more than ten days of development, shaking the world.

(End of this chapter)