Your Majesty, Please Stop!

Chapter 268: Annihilating the Thirteen Kingdoms Alliance in the Western Regions

"That is..."

From a distant mountaintop, a strong young man and a beautiful young woman looked towards Dongfang Xiansheng in shock and confusion written all over their faces.

Before Dongfang Xiansheng, who also had a surprised expression, could speak, the woman with red eyes and a single horn coldly said, "It seems to be the Ancient Ten Directions God of War of the founding emperor of the Yu Dynasty from three thousand years ago! This is the unique skill of the founding emperor of the Yu Dynasty. It is said that when a master of the Twenty-Fifth Realm sought it from him, he was also refused. This thing has already entered the immortal mountain tomb with the founding emperor of the Yu Dynasty!"

"Miss Ningshuang has sharp eyes!"

Dongfang Xiansheng's face was twisted to the extreme, which was extremely rare for a hundred-year-old man with a high martial realm.

Ningshuang frowned and said, "But... why does this kid possess a Supernatural Power from three thousand years ago? How does Xiansheng explain this?"

"In fact... I have no idea what this Supernatural Power is at all. Only your Demon Clan, which has existed for thousands and tens of thousands of years, knows about it. Miss Ningshuang, you can go back and ask the Empress if Jiang Yuqing, this child, is the reincarnation of the founding emperor of the Yu Dynasty, the Ascended Emperor who turned into a divine soul in the mortal world!"

Dongfang Xiansheng sighed slightly. To be honest, there were very few people in the world who understood Xin Zhuo better than him. However, in this case, he couldn't understand Xin Zhuo's origin and background anymore. Regardless of this child's abilities, his ability to repair his meridians, or his strange and outrageous martial arts, none of them were something that should exist in the mortal world.

How can this be explained? Or rather, how should we explain this person, Xin Zhuo?

...

"What a terrifying Supernatural Power!"

"Is Jiang Yuqing a devil?"

"Why are all his thoughts and methods different from those of normal people? A battle of 140,000 against 800,000! Damn this Supernatural Power!"

Lü Jiu, Feng Shuning, and the others had already shifted their focus from the situation of the Western Qin Army's defeat to Xin Zhuo himself. They were already shocked by the Qilin in the sky.

This thing had already transcended martial arts, making it incomprehensible and unfathomable.

The most terrifying thing is something that cannot be understood.

...

"This is..."

Ling Laolao looked in astonishment at the Qilin phantom in the sky, her old eyes filled with confusion. She rarely cursed, saying, "What the hell is this, old hag?"

Jian Siliang also seemed absent-minded, looking at the dazed Jiang Hu and said, "Your nephew is definitely not a disciple of the Taiping Palace. The Taiping Palace would never possess such a strange and terrifying battle formation Supernatural Power!"

...

With the roaring shadow of the Qilin, the once faltering Western Qin army suddenly erupted with unparalleled momentum, counterattacking fiercely, each soldier fighting against ten or even a hundred enemies.

The three commanders of the Western Regions Allied Forces and over a dozen noble generals on the opposing side also noticed the unusual Qilin shadow in the sky. They followed the Qilin shadow slowly until they finally locked onto the Western Qin army's commander, the Prince of Western Qin with the Nine-Winged Golden Armor.

The prince they had finally come face to face with was already charging towards them!

At least in this moment, they felt that other victories or defeats seemed less important. Killing this person with his strange Supernatural Power was more urgent than anything else.

"Kill!"

The three Western Regions commanders and sixteen Western Regions allied generals, along with the elite guards among the twenty thousand elite soldiers, began their descent.

The already chaotic grassland was soon trampled "beyond recognition" by the dense hooves.

Xin Zhuo slightly lowered his head, looking at the dozen or so enemy generals charging towards him, a cold smile forming at the corner of his mouth. He had been hoping for these people to clash with him in order to end the war as quickly as possible!

If these people were to retreat, even if they won, the Western Qin army would still suffer heavy casualties.

Now was the time!

"Boom..."

The two sides drew closer and closer, and Xin Zhuo could already see the swaying fat belly of the middle-aged female general at the forefront.

Just then, seventeen or eighteen dazzling and mysterious Grandmaster "life treasures" leaped into the air, their terrifying momentum overwhelming the eight hundred Iron Floating Guards, causing the ground within a radius of two hundred zhang to sink several feet, with dust flying everywhere.

The smile on Xin Zhuo's mouth grew even wider as he continued to charge forward. He raised his right hand, and a lotus flower with a strange charm flew out from his sleeve. The golden lotus spun round and round, with each rotation increasing its charm and power. Finally, it leaped into the air, emitting a blood-red light that instantly dazzled the surroundings, enveloping an area of two li.

Within two li, the sight was as red as blood, with a hazy sea of corpses and floating shadows, making people feel restless, dizzy, and disoriented.

It actually suppressed the momentum of the seventeen or eighteen life treasures.

Then, a majestic and evil blood-colored great blade, dozens of zhang long, emerged like the claws of the Nine Nether Devil.

"What is this..."

"What kind of life treasure is this? Why is it so evil?"

The faces of several people, including Si Luoqi, slightly changed.

But that wasn't all. The terrifying blood-colored great blade suddenly blurred, splitting into three, then nine, and finally eighty-one.

Each blood blade emitted the same aura.

In an instant, "whoosh whoosh whoosh" it was cut down.

"Buzz buzz buzz..."

"Clang clang..."

Seventeen or eighteen life-saving treasures were cut down by eighty-one blood knives before they could approach Xin Zhuo, flying back amidst the sound of lamentation.

"Boom—"

Hundreds of zhang of True Qi waves and the weak Sumeru's root trend swept in all directions.

Not only were the eight hundred floating iron guards shaken away, but also the nearly twenty thousand personal soldiers of the ten or so Western Region generals, including Si Luqi, were also shaken away!

The dense figures flew high and fell heavily to the ground.

And the owners of the life-saving treasures were all frustrated, with Blood Qi surging endlessly, spitting out mouthfuls of old blood, and their warhorses were shaken to death.

But it wasn't over yet—

The remaining blood knives, wrapped in a strange red color, whizzed past.

"You..."

General Sai Sina, who had a big belly and had been undefeated in battle for twenty years, finally lost and died! There was a hole in her body, and her face was filled with extreme unwillingness. Her body slowly turned into a corpse and fell to the ground in despair.

"Why is this person so strange?"

This was the last sentence left in the world by General Gou Heide, then his tall and burly body withered and turned gray, devoid of Blood Qi, and fell to the ground dead.

"Mmm..."

Moaning and struggling before death came, twelve Western Region generals were forcibly turned into corpses, falling to the ground like dead dogs.

In an instant, fourteen grandmaster-level famous generals were beheaded!

The central position of the million-strong army became eerie and quiet for a while!

Si Luqi, who was in a sorry state and happened to be the fastest in charging forward, also had the quickest reaction. He resisted the blood knives with his life-saving treasure, narrowly escaping disaster.

With a hint of panic in his tiger-like eyes, he suddenly understood that this all-out war of the million-strong army was intentionally initiated by the Prince of Western Qin. This person was confident of victory and was like a demon!

"Go! Retreat quickly! We can't fight them head-on!"

Si Luqi almost roared out. With his warhorse dead, he carried the raging True Qi and crossed over the scattered personal soldiers behind him, fleeing to a distance!

However, his panicked roar instantly caused the already struggling Western Region coalition forces, who were suffering from the fierce charge of the Western Qin army, to completely collapse and start fleeing in a panic.

Xin Zhuo did not deliberately pursue, but collected his life-saving treasure, picked up the bow and four arrows behind him, pulled the string to full moon, and shot all four arrows with force.

The four arrows instantly shattered the four flags of the Western Region coalition forces.

As the flags fell, more and more Western Region coalition soldiers fled in all directions.

On the continuous battlefield of dozens of miles, the eighty thousand Western Region coalition forces were already on edge. They were already worried about the chaos in their homeland, the occupation of their rear territories, and the plague in the army. They initially had the upper hand against the Western Qin army purely because of their numerical advantage. But now, seeing that the Western Qin army was becoming more and more fierce, their fighting spirit weakened, and some couldn't hold on anymore.

And now, seeing someone fleeing in the opposite direction, they gritted their teeth and turned around to run.

Like a snowball rolling downhill, the eighty thousand Western Region coalition forces ran more and more, quickly causing a complete collapse!

On the continuous battlefield of dozens of miles, what was seen was a sea of fleeing Western Region soldiers, trampling on each other, chaotic cursing, and even some starting to kill their own people!

How could they lose? Why did they lose? What happened? The Western Region coalition forces, from generals to ordinary soldiers, no longer cared. They only cared about whether they could escape, and the rest could go to hell!

"The Western Region army has lost! The Western Region coalition forces have lost! What a bunch of cowards!"

In the distance, a "lion's roar" roared, and the one-eyed man with an eyepatch was very eye-catching!

"The Western Region army has lost!"

Many soldiers of Western Qin followed suit and shouted.

The already frenzied Western Qin army became even more powerful!

"Prince! What's next?"

Jiang Gu'en, whose eyes were also bloodshot, rushed to the central army, his face filled with extreme excitement.

Xin Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief and coldly ordered, "Pursue! Surround and annihilate them from Baihe Valley and Qingsha Road! Spare those who surrender! Not a single one of these eighty thousand Western Region coalition forces can escape! I want them all!"

"Yes!"

The veteran Jiang Gu'en quickly rushed forward and ordered dozens of messengers to shout in unison, "The Prince has ordered! Capture the eighty thousand Western Region coalition forces! Spare those who surrender!"

"The Prince has ordered..."

(End of this chapter)