"I pay respects to the Regent King, may the Regent King live forever!"
The Vice Commander of the three armies, Chen Huaiyi, took the lead, bowed to Chen Yuan with a hint of excitent in his eyes.
"I pay respects to the Regent King, may the Regent King live forever!"
"I pay respects to the Regent King, may the Regent King live forever!"
"I pay respects to the Regent King, may the Regent King live forever!"
Following closely were Yang Huatian, Jiang He, Wei Wuque, and many other powerful figures, all bowing in unison.
Imdiately after, hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers shouted in unison, their voices shaking the heavens.
The sound wave stretched on endlessly, sweeping nearly a hundred miles, causing Heaven and Earth Primordial Energy to tremble.
At this mont, everyone’s gaze was fixed on the figure standing tall in the Heavenly Vault, eyes filled with awe, frenzy, and excitent intertwined.
Regent King!
The greatest under heaven!
A power that shakes the human world!
The massive shadow ford by Chen Yuan looked down upon the entire army. As the voices gradually subsided, he raised his palm slowly, pointing to the northern sky, and instantly, the world fell silent, as if frozen in ti.
In this world, there was only this person.
"Northward Expedition!"
The thunderous sound reverberated across the heavens and earth.
There was no echo, no unnecessary words, and no stirring motivational speech. The morale had already reached its peak.
What was needed was rely an order.
"Northward Expedition!"
Vice Commander Chen Huaiyi turned and proclaid loudly.
"Northward Expedition!"
King of Beiliang, Wei Wuque, said in a deep voice.
"Northward Expedition!"
"Northward Expedition!"
"Northward Expedition!"
As if relieving a long-standing worry, all the soldiers shouted with flushed faces in excitent.
Soaring killing aura swept the heavens!
....
Thus began the mighty Northward Expedition.
The soldiers of various divisions organized themselves thodically, splitting into several branches, which further divided into countless cavalry formations, rapidly spreading northward across the grasslands. This war aid to completely subdue the Barbarian Clan.
Even if not to destroy the tribe, it must make them unable to lift their heads for hundreds of years.
If viewed from the sky, one could see a terrifying black torrent trampling the human world, staining everything it passed black with hundreds of thousands of elite troops.
Nearly a million laborers marched boldly towards the grasslands.
This was a battle worthy of being recorded in history.
Comparable to the Northward Expedition by Grand Ancestor Chu a thousand years ago.
anwhile, Chen Yuan concealed his form, entrusting the command of the expedition to Chen Huaiyi, Jiang He, and others to handle this great battle.
After all, he was genuinely not adept at such matters.
Moreover, he had a more important task, which was to find Huang Ji and strike him dead without giving him the chance to escape.
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The powerful Northward Expedition army vented all accumulated anger and bloodthirsty thoughts on the grassland tribes, becoming heroes for the Central Plains.
But for the grasslands, they were a disaster.
Countless tribes were thus annihilated, resources and won pillaged completely, those who did not surrender t death.
Finally, so could not withstand the threat of death and tribal annihilation, abandoning the Barbarian God and aligning themselves with the Central Plains, becoming guides for the Northward Expedition army, willingly becoming lackeys.
Consequently, the multiple routes of the expedition progressed extrely swiftly, and within just over a month, they had penetrated deep into the grasslands, beginning to contend with the so-called royal clan.
In this world, there are never lacking those who fear death.
Japan is such, and more so the grasslands.
When the wind is favorable, they are valiant warriors of the grasslands, fearless, a nightmare on the Liangyou Border, but when against the wind, they are rely slightly stronger ants.
Several Yang God True Monarchs and Demi Immortal powerhouses held their ground, almost achieving full victory along the way.
In the end, even the rear supply lines could not keep up, prompting Vice Commander Chen Huaiyi, after discussion with several main figures, to settle on a new plan.
Eat beef and mutton, consu the grassland tribes’ resources.
Grow stronger along the path of the Northward Expedition.
With nearly a million warhorses and millions of cattle and sheep gathered together, wherever they went, the grass was grazed bare, to the point of extinction, turning oases into deserts was only a matter of ti.
But what did it matter to them?
They couldn’t starve themselves for the grasslands, could they?
They were not that noble.
Back then, when the grassland army marched south to the Central Plains, what they did was even more extre, directly eating people!
As the Northward Expedition army tightened its advance, the three Great Royal Courts could no longer endure the pressure of constant retreat. To avoid battle with the Central Plains army,
fearful of being annihilated in one battle, they had no intention of engaging in war, instead instructing the King’s Departnt of the Royal Courts to obstruct the advance and speed of the Northward Expedition army, hoping to extend the combat line.
Making them retreat without fighting.
After all, with tens of thousands of elite troops, the daily consumption of food and resources was astronomical.
But what they didn’t expect was that this ti, the Central Plains army turned out to be so ruthless, killing, looting, burning, seizing all usable materials and resources for themselves.
What angered them even more was witnessing the calamity on the grassland, and with the Royal Court lacking strength, many tribes betrayed the grasslands, betraying the Royal Court and relying on the people of the Central Plains.
Becoming their Vanguard Army, using a more ruthless attitude against their own people.
Presenting the image of a bootlicker!
The nobles of the three Great Royal Courts were angered to the point of gnashing their teeth, wishing to eat their flesh, sleep on their skins, and drink their blood....
Deep inside the grasslands.
Hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers from the Royal Court gathered here, occupying a camp spanning over a hundred miles, stretching far and wide, and they had retreated almost to the limit.
Further retreat would an retreating to the snowy plains and eating snow.
Therefore, being pushed to the brink, they decided not to retreat anymore, and so determined individuals resolved for a final battle, as they had already determined that the food in the snowy plains could not sustain the three Great Royal Courts.
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