Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 314 Phoenix Mountain
Yancheng is located in the heart of the Central Plains, in Henan Province.

It's very close to Tokyo.

The Battle of Xiaoshanghe was actually a part of the Yancheng battlefield.

In May of the tenth year of the reign of Emperor Taizu of Jin, Wanyan Zongbi, the Grand Marshal of Jin and the fourth son of Emperor Taizu of Jin, led his army on a southern expedition, intending to destroy the Song Dynasty in one fell swoop.

Generals such as Yue Fei and Han Shizong led their troops to meet the enemy, and the two sides fought a bloody battle. The largest battlefield was Yancheng.

Of course, Yancheng was also the place where Jin Wuzhu suffered the most severe losses.

On a hill ten miles outside Yancheng, a group of people were watching the endless camp.

This hill has a peculiar shape. One side is a gentle slope that people can go up and down, but the other side is as if it was cleaved by a divine hand, flat and smooth, making it difficult even for monkeys to climb.

On the hilltop, there is a huge rock jutting out at an angle, flat as if cut by a knife, which even monkeys would find difficult to climb.

The group of people were wearing armor, and the leader wore a fur hat and a fox fur coat, clearly indicating that they were nobles from the Hu tribes.

They were none other than Jin army generals.

The barbarian nobleman was none other than Jin Wuzhu, whom Yang Zaixing wanted to kill but could not.

At this time, he was appointed Grand Marshal in the Jin Dynasty and was granted the title of Prince of Liang.

He held military power, second only to the emperor, making him the most supreme and powerful man.

However, Jin Wuzhu looked worried and showed no trace of his former high spirits.

He was like a gambler who had lost everything, staring intently at Yancheng, ten miles away, frantically searching for even the slightest chance of winning.

In the Battle of Yancheng, Wanyan Zongbi's elite cavalry, the "Iron Pagoda" and the "Hooked Horses," were almost entirely wiped out.

If he hadn't run fast, he probably would have been caught up by Zhang Xian's troops and become a prisoner.

Most regrettably, in the Battle of Shanghe, Yue Fei's general Yang Zaixing was already mired in a quagmire. If he had been shot dead, Yue Fei's arm would have been severed.

However!
Jin Wuzhu slammed his fist down in anger.

How did those three seemingly superhuman beings suddenly appear out of nowhere! Riding donkeys and straddling tigers, they charged in and out of the Jin army's impenetrable formation seven times.

These three weren't trying to fight their way out; they were going to torture and kill the Jurchens!

How could they be so brutal?
The mere thought of those three ruthless men who called themselves the "Three Fiends of the Northern Frontier" sent chills down Jin Wuzhu's spine, broke out in a cold sweat, and made his calves tremble.

Even my ears were hallucinating; in the wilderness, I could faintly hear the little beggar's loud, bell-like laughter echoing.

The Jin Kingdom was not without its masters. Its overlord, Wanyan Jue, was a peerless master renowned throughout the world. With his iron fist, he earned the title of "Supreme Ruler of the Jin Kingdom" and established the Supreme Palace.

Even so, Jin Wuzhu had never seen a long sword swing out for more than ten feet and kill hundreds of people with a single swing!
I've never seen a throwing knife fly like a chasing bird, darting back and forth on the battlefield, stabbing people with a series of thuds.

I've never seen anyone set off a raging fire with a single strike, causing people to fall and leaving behind a crater several meters deep!
After the Battle of Xiaoshanghe, not only were elite troops lost, but morale was also severely damaged.

Rumors even spread like wildfire among the troops, saying that the three evil stars were celestial omens descended to earth, possessing incredible abilities, and had come to reclaim the lost territories.

Such remarks quickly spread throughout the army and could not be stopped despite repeated attempts.

In particular, when Zhang Xian led his troops in pursuit yesterday, the Jin soldiers' morale collapsed as soon as they saw someone in the enemy army riding a donkey and a tiger, dressed in a white robe. They cried out for their parents, threw down their weapons, and fled in a panic.

Jin Wuzhu sighed, looked back at his generals and saw that they all looked helpless. He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

He himself could not bear the defeat in this war!

He has staked his future, his ambition, and his power on it!

Even if he didn't suffer a crushing defeat, but simply returned empty-handed, the best outcome for Jin Wuzhu would be a counterattack, stripping him of his military power and causing him to lose all control.

The throne would then be completely out of his reach.

The generals present all understood that the commander-in-chief would never allow this southern expedition, which he had single-handedly orchestrated and which would determine whether he rose to power or fell from grace, to proceed.

This marked the end of the competition.

Jin Wuzhu was bound to take a desperate gamble and launch a counterattack.

Even if it means gambling with the fate of the nation, dragging everyone together to gamble on this immense wealth, we are willing to do it!

"Zhuxian Town!" Jin Wuzhu's gaze turned icy. "This is the final battle of our destinies."

"But Yue Fei, I cannot sit idly by and wait for my death, because the 'Supreme One' will never stand idly by!"

"When the Supreme One arrives, let's see how those three damned villains of yours die!"

Just then, everyone felt the ground shake, followed by a series of hoofbeats.

"Who?"

"Damn it, Yue Fei's army is here?"

"The Three Fiends, have the Three Fiends come too?"

The Jin generals were terrified and hastily drew their swords, cowering and looking around nervously.

Jin Wuzhu was in no better shape. He quickly lay down behind a rock and looked around. He saw a Jin cavalryman galloping towards him.

His face turned cold, and he snorted, "Put away your swords! What kind of behavior is this? It makes us look like we're afraid in front of outsiders!"

In a short while, it was revealed that the platform the soldiers had climbed was actually for delivering messages.

Upon receiving the letter, Jin Wuzhu suddenly raised his eyebrows, his eyes flashing with a fierce light: "Gentlemen! The Supreme One has already arrived here with the 'Three-Crown King of the Frontier,' the 'Golden Swallow Divine Eagle,' and many other experts!"

Upon hearing this, all the generals beamed with joy.

Jin Wuzhu suddenly turned around, gripping the letter tightly and staring intently at Yancheng. He said in a deep voice, "Prepare for the battle at Zhuxian Town. When the Supreme One arrives, we will crush the Yue Family Army!"

"Yes!"

The generals responded in unison, and then descended the mountain, galloping towards Zhuxian Town.
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Twenty miles north of Zhuxian Town lies Phoenix Mountain. This mountain is steep and covered with lush forests. From the top of the mountain, one can see the entire Jin army formation.

The Jin army was well aware of the importance of this place, so they set up sentries every ten steps and guards every five steps up the mountain, making the defense extremely tight.

Furthermore, with the arrival of "Supreme" Wanyan Jue leading a group of experts, the defenses of this mountain have become even more stringent.

Even so, they could not stop the three villains.

Whether it was Shao Yang's "Concealing Form and Shadow" supernatural ability or Pang Hu's mysterious ability to hide, they were able to reach the mountaintop without anyone noticing.

But then one sees Phoenix Mountain towering above the Jialu River, its peak hundreds of feet high.

The three men and one tiger hid on a Jianmu tree, with four heads peeking out, while the dog furtively looked around.

The Jialu River stretched out in the distance, its waters misty and vast, with countless merchant ships coming and going. Yuwang Mountain stood in the distance, facing the river.

Looking at the Jin army camp, one could hear deafening shouts as countless Jin soldiers practiced battle formations under command.

The formation was neither square nor round, with a hundred people in each team, forming a long, serpentine line, which looked quite mysterious.

Hongxiu observed silently for a while, then suddenly said, "If we don't understand this formation beforehand, General Yue will suffer a loss."

Ding An asked curiously, "Is he that powerful? Even a great hero like Prince Yue couldn't handle him?"

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "If I'm not mistaken, this formation is called the 'Golden Dragon Tail Twisting Formation'."

"Golden Dragon Tail Twisting Formation?" Ding'an and Hongxiu murmured.

Hongxiu asked, "The name sounds very powerful, is there anything wrong with this formation?"

Ren Shaoyang explained in detail: "This formation evolved from two long snake formations, with both ends supporting each other, like the two handles of a pair of scissors twisting layer by layer. Kill one layer, and another appears; without breaking the formation's core, the end result is being strangled." "Where is the core of the formation?"

Ren Shaoyang pointed to the four generals who were in command and laughed, "These are the four of them! To deal with them, we should first attack from the left, then from the right, and finally from the center, striking while the iron is hot."

Hongxiu suddenly realized, "I understand. First, we'll hold their formation in check. Then, here, and there." She pointed to three entrances in a row, "Let three generals charge in and kill the Golden Dog's commander. They'll definitely be thrown into chaos, and then we can divide and conquer them. Right?"

"Haha! That's right!" Ren Shaoyang gave a thumbs up. "With fierce generals like Yang Zaixing, Yue Yun, and Zhang Xian charging into battle, it's the perfect time to decisively defeat the Jin army!"

"Great!"

Ding'an couldn't understand, but that didn't stop him from clapping and cheering.

Ren Shaoyang and Hongxiu's expressions changed simultaneously, and when they looked down the mountain, the corners of their mouths curled up slightly.

Ding'an understood and casually asked, "Did those people come up the mountain?"

Hongxiu patted Ren Shaoyang on the shoulder and chuckled, "The cripple is incredibly shrewd."

Ren Shaoyang stroked the beggar's head: "Hongxiu waits patiently for the right time."

"How many people came?" Ding'an felt a pathetic barrier had formed between him and the other two, and muttered, "How are they going to be distributed?"

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "The leader is domineering and awe-inspiring, it is Wanyan Jue, he should belong to me."

Hongxiu said, "Behind Wanyan Jue are three auras as light and agile as the wind, two fierce sword auras, and nine extraordinary experts."

Ding An laughed and said, "I don't want to fight against a master of lightness skills. If I can't catch up, those three are yours, and the remaining eleven piglets are mine!"

Ren Shaoyang said calmly, "Little beggar, those three ethereal auras belong to the Three Kings of the Frontier. These three are treacherous and vicious, and their lightness skills are said to be the best in the world. Be careful."

The little beggar smiled and nodded, saying, "Understood."

Ren Shaoyang nodded and looked at Ding An: "Those two sword energies should be the Jin Kingdom prince's tutor, 'Golden Swallow Divine Eagle,' who is skilled in sword and palm techniques and has considerable martial arts skills."

Ding An nodded and asked, "What about the remaining nine?"

"The Nine Guards of the Supreme Palace of the Jin Kingdom, as the name suggests, are nine top experts of the Jin Kingdom, each with their own strange methods. Be careful."

As soon as he uttered those words, Ding'an knew that this battle might be different, so he nodded and remained silent.

Ren Shaoyang flicked his sleeve and was the first to disappear: "Alright, it's time for our 'Three Fiends of the Northern Frontier' to make their appearance. Let's test the skills of this martial arts master!"

"it is good!"

Her red sleeves transformed into a blood-red shadow, fluttering in the wind.

Ding'an, like a monkey, stretched out his prosthetic arm and hung on the treetop to move forward quickly.

At the same time, a group of people were slowly walking up the mountain.

Upon seeing the newcomer, the soldiers on the mountain path all prostrated themselves in worship, shouting, "Great Marshal!"

The leader walked with his eyes straight ahead and a long stride.

This man had thick eyebrows and fierce eyes, was tall and strong, had a gold ring binding his hair, and wore bright armor. He walked with a powerful and imposing presence.

He was born to be a king.

Among millions of people in the world, he is the first person everyone sees.

It could never be anyone else.

This man is high above, looking down upon all living beings. Even though he has flesh and blood, he can no longer be called a "human," but a "king." A king who commands people to bow down and die for him!
Everyone who sees him immediately recognizes his identity, even if they have never met him before.

Wanyan Jue, the Grand Marshal of the Five Routes of the Jin Kingdom, the Supreme Lord of the Palace, and the Overlord of Heaven and Earth!

"My lord, once we reach the top of Phoenix Mountain, we will be able to see the Yue Family Army's camp. I will then point out the 'Three Fiends' camp to you!"

A sweet, clear female voice said with a laugh.

Wanyan Jue's deep voice rang out, tinged with a hint of indulgence, "Oh, those three little brats who recently made Zong Bi flee in a sorry state?"

“It’s these three!” the woman chuckled. “These three are said to have some extraordinary skills; they’re quite intimidating.”

Wanyan Jue pondered for a while and said, "I am very curious about what is different about these three dolls."

The woman asked, "Has Your Majesty taken a liking to talent?"

Wanyan Jue laughed and said, "Little Grass is indeed Little Grass, she knows my heart best. However, whether I can make an exception for them depends on how skilled they are!"

Just then, someone chuckled and said, "What bad luck! Such a beautiful landscape, yet a pack of wild dogs is barking and howling here."

Everyone was startled and quickly looked toward the source of the sound.

In the distance, a sloping peak suddenly rises, and three people stand or stand there.

The setting sun cast a deep glow behind them, and the mighty river flowed, reflecting the three men's carefree and proud demeanor.

Everyone was puzzled: "There are elite soldiers guarding the foot of the mountain on all sides, so how did these three people get up here?"

Wait, he's insulting us!
The crowd realized what was happening, understood the mockery in the voice, and were all furious.

Wanyan Jue glanced at him, but before he could speak, a howling gust of wind suddenly swept over him.

The white-robed young man standing opposite him slightly opened his eyes.

With a hiss, the two of them swayed simultaneously, creating ripples on the ground and a strong wind.

Wanyan Jue snorted coldly, his clothes and hair flying, and the pebbles and soil under his feet seemed to come alive, rolling in all directions.

Ren Shaoyang smiled faintly. The wind and flying stones rushed towards him, but suddenly stopped and calmed down. He floated in the air, leisurely without falling.

The contrast between movement and stillness is striking.

Wanyan Jue's aura was fierce and violent, like the north wind of the desert, running rampant without restraint.

Ren Shaoyang's aura was calm and composed, like an ancient, towering mountain, its cliffs sheer and impervious to any wind.

Wanyan Jue snorted coldly, his gaze sharp as lightning, and asked in a deep voice, "Are the three fierce beasts on the other side?"

Ren Shaoyang.

"Ren Hongxiu".

"Li Ding'an!"

The three of them replied in turn with smiles.

Wanyan Jue nodded and smiled: "That saves me the trouble of coming to find you."

Ren Shaoyang beckoned, "Golden Dog, come to the mountaintop for a battle." Before he finished speaking, a figure appeared out of nowhere.

Wanyan Jue snorted, his face dark, and glanced at the crowd behind him: "Kill them without mercy!" As he spoke, his figure disappeared from the spot.

"Yes!"

The crowd echoed in unison, then glared at the remaining two with unfriendly expressions.

"Little beggar, the number of people is wrong!" Ding'an's simple voice came from behind. "There are a few too many people."

Hongxiu glanced at them and laughed, "Just kill them while you're at it."

(End of this chapter)