He was born as a blacksmith, but he dominated the world

Chapter 442 Not Retreating
Five million border troops gathered in the northwest, including nine marshals and thirty-two generals.

There are a total of seven people in the Daowu realm, eighteen people at the peak of the Shenwu realm, and thirty people at the ninth level of the Shenwu realm.

Together with Ma Ningyan, the commander-in-chief who founded Daqian, it can be said that almost all of Daqian’s assets are here.

The million-strong border army defending the other three directions had at most one general with three deputy generals.

"Huge crowds of people" is not enough to describe this grand occasion.

Everywhere you look, you see determined faces with high fighting spirit and cold and sharp weapons.

Ma Ningyan led dozens of the strongest men in Daqian and stood in front of the formation, staring at the Xiyi clan dozens of miles away.

With her skills, she was able to see clearly the arrogant expressions of the Western Yi archers.

Each of them had a bow, and their total number exceeded one million, and ahead of them were nearly four million vassal troops.

That was the conquered dynasty, and the remaining military force was now forcibly driven here to serve as cannon fodder.

The number of people on both sides was almost equal, but whether it was Ma Ningyan or the nine generals including Xu Wanqun, they all looked solemn.

If we lose this battle, Daqian will perish.

No one dares to take it lightly.

Hundreds of miles away, eleven Western Yi ancestors with eleven feathers hanging on their shoulders held divine bows that shone with golden light.

The aura from them was extremely sharp, like an indestructible divine arrow.

This is the foundation of the Western Yi, and the capital that enables them to challenge Daqian.

The oldest Western Yi ancestor suddenly frowned and asked, "Is the Seventh Ancestor really not coming?"

"Thirteen is trying to persuade him and has not responded yet." Another Western Yi ancestor responded.

……

Thousands of miles away from here, extremely sharp peaks stand upright like arrows.

It is so densely packed that it is daunting.

There are no living creatures nearby, not even the birds in the sky dare to approach.

This place is called Jianshan, a sacred place of the Xiyi clan, and only ancestors can enter.

On top of one of the Arrow Mountains, an elderly man frowned slightly and said, "This battle could decide the outcome. Our Xiyi clan should unify the world and allow our clansmen to have more places to live. Isn't this important?"

He was the thirteenth ancestor of the Xiyi clan. In front of him was the seventh ancestor of the Xiyi clan, with his upper body naked, revealing his body as white as jade.

He looked up into the sky. There was nothing there, but he looked very seriously.

The Thirteenth Ancestor spoke again: "Now everything is ready, and our clan has obtained the most powerful weapon. No one in the world can stop us..."

The Seventh Ancestor of the Western Yi interrupted him and said, "Are you talking about that bow?"

At his feet was a divine bow that was also shining with golden light. It had been delivered a year ago but had never been picked up.

"The power of this bow is unparalleled." said the Thirteenth Patriarch.

They had all experienced the power of the divine bow, and it was so strong that it could kill enemies from a distance of thousands of miles.

Moreover, it can cover the cultivation level of Daowu Realm. Even if they are in the same realm, without equal weapons, it is difficult to resist.

Such a magical bow made the Western Yi ancestors extremely happy.

With such a magical weapon, who can be the opponent of the Xiyi clan?

“Divine bow?” The Seventh Ancestor’s voice was filled with undisguised contempt: “It’s just trash. Are you all blind?”

The Thirteenth Patriarch was so angry that he didn't know what to say.

This seventh ancestor is the most special one among the ancestors of Xiyi.

He has been unruly since birth.

At the age of three, he could already shoot an arrow through the target from a hundred paces away.

At the age of seven, there was almost no rival for him in the entire clan.

By the age of ten, he had become the best archer in the Western Yi.

But at the age of twelve, he gave up the bow and arrow, and every time he stood on this Arrow Mountain, he looked up at the sky.

"What trapped my Xiyi clan was never the territory, but the sky."

"One day, I will tear open the sky and see what is behind it!"

From then on, he never picked up a bow and arrow again.

But his cultivation was growing rapidly.

Up to now, he is the one who has gone the furthest in the Daowu realm among the thirteen ancestors.

Not only has his Dao heart been condensed, but his hands, feet, and even most of his torso have also condensed his Dao bones.

Once the Dao bones are condensed in the head, one can then step into the third step of the Dao Martial Realm and condense a true Dao body.

Even the oldest ancestor of the Western Yi, now only has two hands and half a leg condensed with Taoist bones, which is far inferior to him.

But such an unparalleled strong man was still unwilling to leave Jianshan during the conquest of Daqian.

In his eyes, there was only the unreachable sky.

One can't help but wonder, even if the Xiyi clan was destroyed, he would remain indifferent.

"Really not going?" the Thirteenth Patriarch asked finally.

The Seventh Patriarch ignored it. The answer had already been given and he would not repeat it.

The Thirteenth Patriarch shook his head and said no more.

Although they were missing their most powerful Daowu Realm archer, the overall strength of the Xiyi clan was still much higher than that of Daqian.

With the twelve magic bows in hand, Daqian is doomed to fail.

He turned around and took a step forward, disappearing from the spot in an instant and rushing towards the battlefield.

After a moment, the Seventh Ancestor glanced at the divine bow at his feet.

A ray of arrow energy appeared out of nowhere, and the divine bow made a buzzing sound, as if begging.

However, the divine weapon that even the peak divine martial realm could not shake was hit by the arrow and broke into two pieces in just one stroke.

Then, countless wisps of arrow energy rose from the vast Arrow Mountain.

The Seventh Ancestor was still looking up at the sky, as wisps of arrow energy flowed into his body. His Taoist bones, as white as jade, slowly flowed along his chest and toward his skull.

The mountain of arrows shook, and more arrows appeared out of thin air, connecting with each other, and finally transformed into an enormous bow that stretched for hundreds of miles.

"The divine bow?"

"How can it compare to my bow, which has the territory as its bow body and the ten thousand years of luck of the Western Barbarians as its string!"

"And I am the most powerful arrow in the world!"

"Only the sky is worthy of being my target!"

The determination of Tao is unmatched.

Before long, he will be able to condense the Taoist bones throughout his body.

The most powerful arrow in the world will be shot at that time.

Not long after, the Thirteenth Ancestor arrived at the battlefield.

Seeing him coming alone, the other eleven Western Yi ancestors were not surprised. The first ancestor said, "If that's the case, there's no need to wait any longer. Let's start the battle."

The twelve Western Yi ancestors picked up the magic bow at the same time.

Golden arrows of light began to take shape.

When they released their hands, twelve golden arrows shot out simultaneously.

Like the blazing sun covering the sky, the brilliant light enveloped everything.

All the Western Yi archers raised their heads and looked at the golden light that covered the sky.

They felt the aura of their ancestor and also felt the terrifying power from the divine weapon.

Dozens of Western Yi archers with ten feathers hanging from their shoulders shouted, "The ancestor has moved, draw your bows!"

"Nike an arrow!"

"shoot!"

shhhhh--

Amid the sounds of countless bowstrings being tightened and quickly rebounding, millions of arrows were shot into the air.

So densely packed that it’s hard to imagine.

That was no longer an arrow, it was more like a mountain pressing down on it.

In front of the Daqian army, Ma Ningyan looked at the approaching golden light and the arrow mountain behind the golden light, her expression became more solemn.

Bending his body slightly, the messenger in the army roared at the top of his lungs.

"Array up!"

"Yu!"

The battle formation composed of nearly five million border troops has far exceeded the peak of the Divine Martial Realm.

Even those who have reached the Dao Wu realm with a concentrated Dao heart would find it difficult to compete with him.

But the first wave of attack from the Western Barbarians was too powerful, so they had to temporarily avoid the attack.

The "defense" of the battle formation gathered the combined strength of five million border troops.

In front of the formation were all the military officers of Daqian who were in Daowu realm and above Shenwu realm.

Endless power surged into their bodies, almost bursting them.

Everyone roared and released their power.

The power was so strong and pitch black, like a heavy and huge shield blocking the front of the array.

Jiang Lin stood at the back of the formation, holding the Sun-Chasing Bow in his hand. In his field of vision, he could see the twelve Western Yi ancestors hundreds of miles away.

At the very least, they have condensed their Dao Heart, and those who are slightly stronger have already condensed their Dao Bone on their right hand.

The powerful breath makes people's heart palpitate.

Jiang Lin's gaze seemed to be noticed by several ancestors.

They looked up, and their gazes collided in the void hundreds of miles apart.

Jiang Lin reached out from the quiver and took out a Holy Soldier Arrow, but did not shoot it immediately.

He is waiting.

Wait for the best opportunity to make a move.

At this moment, the thousands of feet of golden light had collided with the giant black shield in front of the border army formation.

The indescribable roar shattered the ground within hundreds of miles around.

Mountains collapsed and forests were destroyed.

Everyone felt the huge impact. Some soldiers with lower cultivation levels spit out blood and were on the verge of collapse.

Not to mention them, even Ma Ningyan and others were trembling all over at this moment.

How could it be so easy to block the arrows shot by the twelve Western Yi ancestors in the Daowu realm holding their magic bows?

Ma Ningyan groaned and felt a fishy and sweet taste coming up.

She pursed her lips tightly, but a trace of blood still flowed out from the corner of her mouth.

With just one strike, she, the strongest commander of Daqian, was injured.

Despite this, Ma Ningyan's eyes remained sharp.

Through the giant black shield and the lingering golden light, there is also the Arrow Mountain behind.

Ma Ningyan stared at the direction of the Xiyi clan, and several civil servants risked their lives to run to the front.

They did not need to participate in the battle and were not injured, but they were still very scared.

Such a terrifying attack is only the first wave. Can Daqian really withstand it?

They came to Ma Ningyan, and amid the violent rumble, they shouted desperately: "General, Xiyi is strong, Daqian is weak, there is no need to confront them head-on."

"It is better to retreat temporarily and avoid their sharp edge!"

"Retreat?" Ma Ningyan looked at the civil servants.

"Behind this commander is the territory of Daqian."

"Everyone within this territory is a citizen of Daqian!"

"If we retreat, where will they go?"

The civil servants wanted to say something, but they heard Ma Ningyan shouting, "Pass the order!"

"Change!"

"war!"

The herald in the formation roared out immediately without hesitation.

"Commander-in-Chief's order!"

"Change!"

"war!"

In an instant, the aura of all the soldiers changed instantly.

The previous heavy defense was gone, replaced by a high will to fight to the death.

Swah——

Long knife in hand, sharp sword unsheathed.

Faced with such a powerful offensive from the Xiyi clan, the five million border troops not only did not retreat, but instead took a step forward together.

A roar that could shatter the sky and resound throughout the heavens and earth!

"war!"

The civil servants turned pale, fell to the ground, and trembled all over.

crazy!

The border troops are all crazy!
(End of this chapter)