The First Sword of the Universe

Chapter 219 Fate brought us together!

Quietly watching the battle that ended suddenly, the ground was full of potholes.
Nun Miejue, who was standing aside, had flying white hair and fluttering sleeves, with a hint of solemnity in her cold eyes.

"As he said, the Yuan Dynasty sent a large army to encircle and suppress us."

"Since they dare to come, they must have made all the necessary preparations. I don't know what despicable means they will use."

After pondering for a moment, she returned to the Emei Sect's camp, comforted her disciples for a while, and then gathered with several sect leaders and gang leaders to discuss countermeasures.

Mingjiao Camp
Xu Xingchen came to the three Dharma Kings, the Five Scattered People and others. The believer who reported the news immediately bowed and clasped his fists: "Greetings, Master!"

The others also bowed and said, "Master!"

"No need to be polite!" Xu Xingchen raised his arm slightly, turned to look at the believer who reported the news, and asked calmly: "Tell me, how many people did the Yuan army send this time? Is there anything unusual?!"

The long-legged member who reported the news hurriedly said, "Master, the Yuan army is strong and powerful, with a huge formation and a total of 20,000 to 30,000 people."

"As for the anomaly, I have actually discovered that there are a large number of red-robed foreign monks following the Yuan army. Each of them has a solemn aura and bright eyes. It is obvious at a glance that they are all masters with extraordinary skills!"

"In addition to the red-robed foreign monks, there are also many martial artists in tight-fitting clothes and Western foreigners in strange clothes. Each of them looks very extraordinary."

After listening to the statement of the informant, White-browed Eagle King raised his eyebrows and said loudly: "Master, it seems that the Yuan court is still determined to destroy us. This time, they sent so many soldiers and masters, I am afraid they have the intention of wiping out our Ming Cult and all the martial arts sects in the Central Plains."

The only people who knew about Xu Xingchen's plan were the four Dharma Kings and Nun Miejue. As for everyone else, they were kept in the dark.

After all, if you don’t keep it secret, you’ll lose it!

Such a decisive battle must not be known to too many people beforehand, otherwise, people will be in a negative state of delusions for a long time, and the morale of the army will be unstable and they will collapse at any time after the arrival of the Yuan army.

Yin Tian knew exactly what his leader was planning, and by saying this he was giving other followers a false impression, an illusion that "we are in trouble now and it was caused by the Yuan court."

After all, it is impossible to tell others that the arrival of the Yuan Dynasty army and the siege of Guangmingding by the six major sects were all the result of the leader's planning, right? !
Xu Xingchen naturally understood the intention of the White-browed Eagle King, nodded, and said: "This is normal. Our Ming Cult is now more and more powerful. If the Yuan Court does not take advantage of the fact that our Ming Cult and the six major sects are killing each other and come to encircle and suppress us, then they are stupid."

Seeing the Five Wanderers, the Five Elements Flag Bearers, and the Four Sect Leaders of Heaven, Earth, Wind and Thunder, all of whom looked a little solemn, he could not help but smile and comfort them with a few words.

Just as he was about to say something more, he found that the leaders of the six major sects and the chiefs of the eighteen gangs came over together. They all had a solemn and stern look on their faces. He couldn't help but swallow the words that were about to come out of his throat.

Glancing at the dozens of figures in different clothes that were quickly going down the mountain, Xu Xingchen turned back to look at the sect leaders and asked, "Everyone, have you sent any disciples down the mountain to investigate the situation?"

Fang Zheng Kongwen of Shaolin Temple raised his palm to his chest, chanted a Buddhist name, nodded and said, "Yes, each of our sects and gangs has sent a disciple. Master Xu, do you have more detailed information?"

Xu Xingchen asked the believer who reported the news to repeat the news he had said before. The solemn expressions on the faces of the leaders and gang masters suddenly turned ugly.

The situation was much more serious than they had imagined, and their original idea of "the two groups of people gathering together and rushing down the mountain to kill everyone" was simply not feasible.

For a moment, the scene became quiet.

Before receiving news from the disciples, all discussions are castles in the air and meaningless.

The disciples who were sent down the mountain were all the best in the major sects and gangs. It didn't take long for them to come back one after another to report the situation.

In their words, the Yuan Dynasty army was full of banners and banners, with numerous soldiers and horses, and countless red-robed foreign monks and martial arts masters accompanying the army. At a glance, it was really a sea of people, with overwhelming momentum, and the scene was amazing.
These words made the leaders and gang masters frown. After many discussions without any results, they finally decided to go down the mountain to check it out themselves.

"Let's go together!"

Xu Xingchen also brought the three Dharma Kings, five wanderers, the five elements flag bearers, the masters of the four sects of heaven, earth, wind and thunder, and other leaders, and went down the mountain together with people from the six major sects and eighteen gangs.

The checkpoint that was originally abandoned when the six major sects attacked the mountain was once again guarded by the Ming Cult members. With a large number of people and strict guarding, the defense was almost impeccable.

The people from the six major sects gasped and were secretly frightened: "If these demon sect members had not abandoned these checkpoints on their own when we went up the mountain, we would have suffered a lot if we wanted to attack them."

After passing through numerous checkpoints, they came down to the edge of a winding cliff halfway up the mountain. The terrain ahead dropped sharply, which widened the view. Standing in this place, everyone could see the Yuan Dynasty army on the plain below the mountain.

At first glance, it was a dark mass, surrounded by heavily armed cavalry. In the back, surrounded by countless flags, was a wooden platform, on which seemed to be sitting a large man in golden armor.

Directly in front of the wooden platform, in the center of the encirclement of the left and right cavalry, stood a densely packed group of people. Because they were too far away, they looked only the size of ants.

The formation of those people was not as neat as the surrounding cavalry, and they had no horses to ride. Nearly a quarter of the area was filled with red, another quarter was filled with white, and the remaining two quarters were filled with clothes of various colors, a mess. The red area was in the center, the white area was on the left, and the areas with other colored clothes were close to the edge.

The camp distribution is clear, and it also shows who are the main force and who are the supporting force.

Xu Xingchen and others stood high and saw far, gazing at the densely packed Yuan army at the foot of the mountain. Everyone's mood became extremely heavy.

Although they did not get close to take a look, they guessed that those people surrounded by the cavalry must be powerful warriors. Otherwise, how could they dare to fight against these powerful martial artists?

Aren’t those Yuan army generals afraid that their heads will be chopped off suddenly? !
Everyone is most familiar with the people in the red area.

Wearing a bright red robe, with hair that is either long or short, who else could it be but the red-robed foreign monk that he and others often interact with? !

Those people in white clothes all had a white hood on their heads, covering their faces and hair, and no one could tell which force they belonged to.

But the other two quarters of the people in miscellaneous clothes, everyone had some guesses, should be those martial artists who joined the Yuan court for glory and wealth and became the Yuan court's lackeys.
There are countless forces of all sizes in the Central Plains martial arts world, including sects, gangs, etc. Among them, some people are dissatisfied with the Yuan court's misbehavior and oppression of the people, and they rise up in resistance, such as the six major sects and eighteen gangs, which are the righteous forces in the martial arts world.

There were also some forces that defected to the imperial court and King Ruyang for wealth and glory. The most famous representatives among them were the two Xuanming Elders.

It was precisely because of the allegiance of these martial artists that the Yuan court was able to stabilize the situation and high-ranking officials would not be ambushed and assassinated by righteous people in the martial arts world.

Speaking of hatred alone, over the past hundred years, the blood feud between the righteous martial arts world and the "scum of the martial arts world" who defected to the Yuan court has far exceeded the fighting between them and the Ming Cult.

However, since Prince Ruyang became the Grand Marshal of the Yuan Dynasty, commanding the troops across the country and suppressing the righteous martial arts factions and various rebel forces, there has been a clear change in strategy.

All the rebel forces were still suppressed ruthlessly and without mercy.

However, the suppression of the righteous martial arts world was quietly relaxed. King Ruyang even restricted his martial arts followers from participating in the grudges and fights in the martial arts world. Everything turned from open to covert, and they secretly instigated discord.
Therefore, the fighting in the martial arts world not only did not decrease, but became more and more intense, and the hatred between the various forces became deeper and deeper.

At the same time, the conflict between the Central Plains martial arts world and the Ming Cult became ten times more intense, giving rise to many grievances and hatreds. After twenty or thirty years of accumulation, the six major sects and eighteen gangs jointly besieged Guangmingding.

Xu Xingchen had long seen through King Ruyang's methods, which was why he secretly planned for a long time, leading to this "decisive battle" event.

In order to reverse the situation and eliminate all evil spirits, the only way is to expose the conflicts between the Central Plains martial arts, the Ming Cult, and the Yuan Dynasty and have a real showdown.

If they win, the Yuan Dynasty will be doomed; if they lose, the Yuan Dynasty can still survive for a while.
Of course, this major event involved too many and complicated things, so Xu Xingchen did not tell the four Dharma Kings about everything. He just silently calculated in his mind, placing a piece on the chessboard from time to time, and step by step turned the direction of things to the situation he saw now.

The Yuan army did not seem to have any plans to attack Guangmingding immediately, but simply deployed its troops in the Gobi Desert and trapped everyone in the mountain.

Some soldiers were even busy setting up tents in the rear, looking like they were preparing for a long battle.

"What are they waiting for? Why don't they surround and attack us immediately?"

“Who knows what conspiracy they have planned this time.”

"Maybe they know that our Central Plains martial arts world has not fought against the demons or the Ming Cult."

"Ah, you say, if we really fight with the Ming Cult and both of us suffer losses, wouldn't the Yuan army be the fisherman who benefits from the quarrel between the clams in the river?!"

“Fortunately, we didn’t fight.”

"Hey, you tell me, is it the Yuan court that is secretly pushing for us to join forces to encircle and suppress the Ming Cult's Bright Summit? Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence?"

"That's impossible. The initiator of our alliance this time is Master Miejue of the Emei Sect. Master Miejue hates evil and has always hated the Yuan court that oppresses our Han people. She would never do such a thing."

"I don't think it's possible. I'm afraid that our action of coming to Guangmingding this time was too high-profile, and the Yuan Court got the news and seized the opportunity."

"Hey, can you guys stop arguing? What should we do now? Should we just charge in and fight them, or should we take a long-term view and wait for the right opportunity?"

"Stop arguing, let's listen to what the headmaster and the others have to say."

"Yes, let's hear what our leader says."

(End of this chapter)