After a century of worship, I became the ancestor of the tribe.

Chapter 169 Smash and Destroy, the Lord Establishes His Authority! (Please Subscribe)

In the chaotic battlefield, the five-colored streaks of light appeared so fast that even Bai Mao Xiaoyang couldn't react in time.

It was as if a roc had spread its wings and traversed two or three hundred feet, suddenly descending in front of the white-haired owl.

In the blink of an eye, White-haired Owl had nowhere to dodge. He could only quickly circulate all his blood energy, pour it into his fist, and blast it towards the five-colored light.

Boom!

As colorful rays of light burst forth, the white-haired owl screamed and crashed into the battlefield where the human race and the owl were fighting.

The sudden scene startled Master Mu Kang!
"Mu Yang, I am your opponent!"

Taking advantage of Mu Yang's moment of shock, Yan Wanyun slashed out with his sword, and crimson flames, dozens of feet in the air, landed directly on Mu Yang's head.

……

"Despicable human, you attacked us from behind!"

White-haired Owl Yang, who had fallen to the battlefield, spat out blood like a spring, feeling as if his internal organs had shifted.

But Shen Can didn't give him a chance to catch his breath, and his figure rushed towards the white-haired owl Yang Muxuan again.

Feeling the roaring blood energy emanating from Shen Can, creating a sound like a raging storm, Mu Xuan was greatly alarmed.

The blood energy and thunderous sound clearly indicate a divine treasure in its prime, while this one is old and frail.

Don't talk about martial arts!

He rolled to his feet, his hands surging with blood energy as he unleashed a series of powerful strikes. Then, he leaped into the air and sped off into the distance.

Shen Can shattered the incoming fist force and relentlessly pursued Mu Xuan.

"kill him!"

"Kill him quickly!"

Mu Xuan used both hands and feet to leap quickly across the battlefield toward the main camp.

As a large camp that had been under construction for several years, the Mukang branch, which was originally planning a protracted war, naturally built defenses within the camp.

shhhhhh!
In an instant, streaks of light swept up and rushed towards Shen Can. Seeing this, Shen Can threw punches one after another, shattering the incoming streaks of light.

His eyes were fixed on the fleeing white-haired owl.

Seeing Shen Can catch up, Mu Xuan was terrified. When did such a powerful divine treasure emerge from Ji?

"No!"

"Master, save me!"

Rumble!
Feeling the scorching heat from behind, Mu Xuan began to cry for help, but Mu Kang, the sect leader, was tightly entangled by Yan Wanyun.

Seeing that he couldn't avoid it, Mu Xuan roared, and bursts of blood fire ignited around his body, causing his aura to surge.

A piece of animal hide flew off its body, and after the blood energy surged into the hide, a huge beast shadow resembling a wild dragon stepped out from it.

As the wild beast appeared, the blood energy on Mu Xuan's body was also being rapidly devoured.

Its already white fur made it look even older.

"Go to hell!"

"Roar!"

The massive, over ten-foot-long dragon strode through the air and collided violently with Shen Can.

At the moment of impact, Shen Can's figure suddenly grew to be about the size of a wild dragon, with a massive body and surging blood energy like a vast ocean.

Boom!

At this moment, the wild beast howled in agony, its massive dragon body shaking violently as it was torn to pieces by the wild beast battle form that Shen Can had transformed into.

"what!"

Shen Can suddenly transformed from human form into an enormous wild beast battle form, startling Mu Xuan.

"Old White Hair, take this punch!"

Rumble!
The surging blood energy roared like thunder and gathered on Shen Can's fist.

After solidifying, the enormous palm, nearly three zhang in size, slid horizontally towards Mu Xuan in mid-air.

"No!"

Mu Xuan didn't even have the thought of making a move; he turned and ran.

Who the hell wants to eat such a big fist?

Shen Can's fist swept across the void, managing to catch up with Mu Xuan from behind.

A surge of violent blood energy erupted from his fist, causing Mu Xuan's body to freeze in mid-air.

Then, it exploded with a bang!

A deafening roar erupted, and streaks of blood energy shot into the sky like arrows, landing on the battlefield below. Countless humans and Xiaoyang were pierced by the blood energy.

"The ancestor has exploded!"

The fact that a fourth-tier warrior of the same clan was smashed to pieces with a single punch terrified the countless Xiaoyang clan soldiers fighting below.

Although this punch... that's not important, what's important is that the ancestor really exploded.

Shen Can, who was over ten zhang tall, stood suspended in the air, his dark golden eyes glancing sideways and landing on the Mu Kang Clan Master.

The Mu Kang Clan Master, who was fighting Yan Wanyun, suddenly shuddered, gripped his battle sword with both hands, and channeled all his blood energy to slash at Yan Wanyun with all his might.

The instant Yan Wanyun blocked the blade, the Mu Kang Clan Master fell into the battlefield without hesitation.

A violent burst of blood energy erupted from its body, blasting away its fellow races and humans. No one could stand within hundreds of feet. It then used the momentum to leap high into the air, soaring over a thousand feet away.

After more than a dozen jumps in a row, he leaped off the battlefield and disappeared into the sky.

The speed at which they fled astonished Shen Can.

Immediately, he transformed back into human form and donned his robe with lightning speed.

Such rapid movements led some of the tribe's soldiers to believe that he was using some kind of supernatural power.

……

The ancestor exploded.

The pulse master has run away!

The first to become alert were the commanders of Xiaoyang, the generals, and the captains, who scattered and fled in panic.

The Xiaoyang tribe soldiers, who were fighting the Yanran tribe soldiers, suddenly collapsed like an avalanche.

"The leader of the Xiaoyang Clan has escaped! Kill him!"

Yan Wanyun had already entered the Xiaoyang camp and smashed the Xiaoyang banner.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Besides the escape of the Xiaoyang lineage master, another Xiaoyang Divine Treasure warrior was also blasted to death in mid-air, which was witnessed by many soldiers from both clans who were fighting.

The soldiers of the Xiaoyang tribe were terrified when they saw this, but the soldiers of the human tribe were filled with great enthusiasm.

The momentum of both sides shifted, and without exchanging any words, the human race chased after Xiaoyang, brandishing his sword.

These guys have been swaggering around for far too long.

Most of the vassal tribes under the rule of the Yanran tribe are tribes that have been protected by Yanran over the years. Under Yanran's rule, they have fought against Xiaoyang quite a few times, and the situation is very different from that in Jishan.

With the Mu Kang lineage leader fleeing, Shen Can and Yan Wanyun naturally turned their attention to the Xiao Yang clan soldiers present.

Shen Can hovered in mid-air, appearing wherever the primordial energy gathered. His blood energy transformed into fist force and fell, each time taking away dozens or even hundreds of figures.

"Master, are you abandoning us?!"

"Master, come back!"

Countless soldiers from the Mukang branch cried out, "This great battle has only just begun! How could we have been defeated so quickly?"

Even with Shen Can and Yan Wanyun taking action, the number of Xiaoyang clan soldiers and auxiliary troops in the Mu Kang branch camp still exceeded three million.

They were all long-legged, and Xiao Yang could use both hands and feet. In their scattered state, large and small defeated armies formed one after another on the vast wasteland.

The battlefield of the chase is getting bigger and bigger, with battles of all sizes happening everywhere.

A group of Yanran soldiers, carrying giant crossbows, were constantly searching for a large number of defeated Xiaoyang soldiers.

After finding the large number of routed soldiers, they quickly assembled the giant crossbows, laid them flat, and began firing rapidly at the routed soldiers of Xiaoyang.

After two or three volleys of hundreds of giant crossbows, the thousands of fleeing soldiers were completely routed.

Most of the owl-shaped eagles that were volleyed together were strung together by the giant arrows, flying dozens of feet before being pinned to the ground. The few remaining owl-shaped eagles could only scatter and flee.

After routing this large group of fleeing Xiaoyang soldiers, the group quickly set up their giant crossbows and headed to the next location. Shen Can and Yan Wanyun, on the other hand, were specifically hunting down Xiaoyang's commanders.

As the sun set, the entire Liuming Ancient Land transformed into a battlefield, with clan soldiers clashing everywhere.

In the wilderness, Shen Can crashed into and killed a Heavenly Vein Level 8 Owl Sun, then suppressed his blood energy and traveled thousands of miles in a single day, killing over a hundred Heavenly Vein Level 6 and above Owl Sun.

Although he was thinking of opening up Ji and letting Xiaoyang go south, Xiaoyang, who deserved to be killed, still had to be killed.

The remnants of Mukang's branch were hunted down for a whole day, leaving corpses and blood staining the land for thousands of miles.

At this time, Shen Can also began his journey back east.

The rest can be left to Yan Wanyun to handle.

Unlike the Jishan Earl's tribe, the soldiers of the Yanran tribe, although also recruited from various tribes under their command, possessed a fighting spirit.

When they retreated thousands of miles earlier, all the tribes, according to Yan Wanyun's arrangements, had moved to the central and southern parts of Ji.

Furthermore, the new territories of these vassal tribes were all located nearby, forming a tribal defense group centered on the Yanran tribe.

As agreed, after this battle, the Yanran tribe would reorganize its allied forces.

After reorganization, the fallen soldiers were gathered up, and the wounded soldiers returned to their original tribes to recuperate.

At that time, Yan Wanyun will select only 500,000 elite troops to go north, while the majority of the remaining tribal soldiers will return to their respective tribes with a large amount of spoils of war.

This major defeat of the Mukang branch yielded a large amount of supplies, including armor, mounts, arrows, food, and meat.

With these weapons and armor, the tribal soldiers could arm most of their tribesmen upon their return.

In addition, Shen Can also handed over the method of building the first generation of assembleable giant crossbows to the Yanran tribe.

With the resources accumulated by Yan Ran and his various tribes, it is believed that it will not be long before they can build a large number of giant crossbows and place them in various parts of the tribe.

At that time, facing the Yanran tribe's defensive formation full of fangs, the Mukang branch would have virtually no chance of taking it down unless it recruited another million elite troops.

At this point, whether to plunder the tribes under Yan Ran's command or head south, Xiao Yang could make a choice as long as he wasn't completely out of his mind.

……

Blood Pass Mountain City.

The morning after Yan Wanyun broke through Mu Kang's camp in the west.

At the Guancheng camp, bugles sounded repeatedly.

Millions of troops from various factions within the entire fortress were awakened.

Squads of the most elite Lilong Guard warriors of the Jishan Marquis tribe rode Lilong beasts through the camp and around the city walls.

“The Aoshan tribe colluded with Xiaoyang to destroy my Jishan and let Xiaoyang swallow up the Ji region.”

"The Lord has ordered that today we kill the fourth-tier Divine Treasure of Mount Aoshan as a sacrifice to the flag, and the army will march straight to the Xiaoyang camp!"

The menacing voice sent chills down the spines of the allied forces gathered within the city walls.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Without giving the combined forces much time to think, the bugle call to assemble sounded.

The army abandoned the defense of the pass and headed towards the wasteland outside the pass. Squads of scouts had already spread across the surrounding area for thousands of miles.

The main force of the Jishan army stood in the middle, mostly middle-aged men with their chests out and their ruddy cheeks showing determination.

The allied forces, led by their respective superior tribes, lined up on both sides of the main force of the Jishan tribe.

The formations quickly assembled.

In front of the main force of Jishan were over a thousand chariots, each about two zhang in size.

Each chariot was pulled by four beasts and covered in heavy iron armor.

Battle flags fluttered, and a murderous aura filled the sky.

A high platform was erected in front of the army's formation, and the Earl of Jishan stood on it, his wide cloak fluttering in the wind.

"Blow the trumpet!"

At the command, the hundreds of soldiers lined up around the high platform grabbed their large bull horns and began to blow them.

The wailing sound echoed in all directions, especially after entering the mountains, where a heavy echo reverberated back.

With a staggering number exceeding three million, it's naturally not an easy task to move them all out of the fortress in a short period of time.

Lord Jishan only instructed the trumpeter to blow the horn once every fifteen minutes.

Thus, the bugle sounded a total of sixteen times, and most of the allied forces finally formed their ranks.

Looking around, there were people like a sea and guns like a forest.

Looking at the figures still rushing towards this place within the city gate, the Earl of Jishan grabbed a sorcerer's artifact shaped like a horn.

"Anyone who fails to respond to the sixteen bugle calls shall be beheaded!"

The words of the Earl of Jishan spread far and wide from the magical artifact.

The thunderous sound instantly silenced the whispers below.

For a moment, the city and its surroundings were completely silent except for the howling wind.

Boom boom boom!
Then, the sound of the earth trembling rang out, and the commotion of the Lilong Guards awakened the clan soldiers who were lined up in formation.

The soldiers of the vassal tribes who were on their way were naturally frightened when they heard the killing cries of the Jishanbo tribe.

Some turned and ran away, while others collapsed to the ground.

Thousands of Lilong Guard warriors rode their Lilong beasts and roared in, shooting or killing anyone who tried to escape without mercy.

The shouts of battle from behind rose and fell, making the tribal soldiers lined up in front tremble.

The soldiers from various tribes, in particular, couldn't help but look back.

Half an hour later, the Lilong Guards, with tens of thousands of men, pushed through the array of clan soldiers and drove them down from the high platform.

"cut!"

The Jishan tribe soldiers, who were prepared, rushed forward, pressed down on the heads of these people, and brought their knives down with swift strokes.

As for why they didn't resist, those who did resist were all killed later.

A strong stench of blood filled the air, carried by the wind in all directions.

The figures that had been killed were collected one by one, and the pile of corpses was higher than the platform, forming a small, undulating mountain range.

The lord has killed someone!

Countless figures trembled in the wind.

The pile of bones couldn't be faked; the number must have been at least twenty or thirty thousand.

In the eight thousand years since the Jishan clan was established, only in the first generation of the chieftain would such ruthless methods be employed.

The successive rulers almost never again killed soldiers from vassal tribes in battle.

Over the years, various tribes have continuously sent their women into Jishan, making them indiscriminate relatives of Jishan. Therefore, they would never kill their own relatives.

Unexpectedly, the bloody scene has been repeated today.

Suddenly, the warriors from the various vassal tribes realized what was happening.

The Jishan Earl's tribe, the only earl's tribe in Ji that was officially granted by the Marquis of Yongshan, was stationed in the northern frontier and suppressed Xiaoyang.

This is the Bo family, the superior clan, who has the power of life and death.

Just because something hasn't been used for thousands of years doesn't mean it can't be used.

Lord Jishan surveyed the surroundings, his eyes gleaming with murderous intent.

"Today, during the Northern Expedition against Xiaoyang, anyone who disobeys orders will be killed!"

Those who cower in fear, kill them!

"Anyone who deserts in the face of battle shall be killed!"

"The centurion retreats, the entire squad is executed, and his family is enslaved!"

"The commander of a thousand men shall retreat, all his men shall be executed, and his family members shall be enslaved!"

"The commander of ten thousand men shall retreat, the commander of ten thousand men shall be executed, and his entire family shall be enslaved!"

"The front ranks retreat, the rear ranks cut down the front ranks!"

"If I retreat, all the tribes can surround and kill me!"

(End of this chapter)