"People of Lingyun Sect, I am the eighth Prince of the Royal Family, Qi Xiu," Qi Xiu said. "I know, many among you have been deceived and brainwashed by Lingyun Sect, which is why you harbor rebellious thoughts. Now, I give you a chance, open the mountain gate and surrender imdiately. I guarantee with the honor of the Royal Family that your wrongdoings will not be pursued!"
Qi Xiu is indeed an outstanding politician, as his words imdiately shook many people in the Lingyun Sect.
In their hearts, Lingyun Sect was just a sect that survived under the Sacred Gold Empire; how could it contend with the Royal Family?
"You all need to think this through!" said a quite qualified disciple of the Lingyun Sect. "Our Sect Master is on the verge of a breakthrough, and once he's out, he'll be in the Heaven Breaking Realm. No one in the Royal Family will be his match, and with our years of careful planning, we can certainly overthrow the Royal Family and establish our own domain!"
"You, send a ssage back," Qi Xiu ordered a martial artist under his command, "Lingyun Sect likely has inserted its claws in every city, so let all the cities prepare in our na!"
"Yes!" The subordinate quickly left with Qi Xiu's Imperial Order.
The disciple continued to expound, "Do you know how much tax we pay to the royal family every year? If all that money were used for our sect's developnt, Lingyun Sect would be on an entirely different level by now. We must resist!"
"What an idiot," Qi Xiu sighed, "These are the rules left by our ancestors, rules that Lingyun Sect willingly followed. We've never forced you, and yet you've repeatedly stirred conflicts and disregarded our Royal Family!"
"Enough," Qi Xiu couldn't be bothered to argue further, "I will count to ten. Anyone willing to surrender, just step to the side. Our Royal Family will not make things difficult. But if you choose to stubbornly resist, do not bla us for having no regard for ancestral ties."
Saying so, Qi Xiu began counting.
"Ten!"
"Nine!"
...
"Hahaha, you can stop counting now," said that disciple of Lingyun Sect. "Even if you count for three days and nights, no one will step forward, and are you all really so foolish to co here with just twenty thousand troops? Where is your Holy Lord's army? You don't an to tell
it can't handle this, do you?"
"Hahahaha!" The people of Lingyun Sect burst into laughter. They had over a million disciples, with more than a hundred thousand martial artists above the fifth order of True Martial, whereas Qi Xiu only had twenty thousand troops, who were only at the third and fourth order of True Martial.
This is supposed to be an attack on Lingyun Sect? It's practically a feast delivered to their doorstep!
"Three!"
"Two!"
"One!"
Qi Xiu ignored their mockery. To him, their actions were laughable. Fewer in number and weaker in strength, does that really an they can't win?
Of course, under normal circumstances, they would certainly lose and wouldn't even have the courage to co here, but the situation now was anything but normal.
"Disciples of Lingyun Sect, hear my command!" said the chief disciple. "Protect the mountain gate, slaughter the royal dogs!"
"Protect the mountain gate, slaughter the royal dogs!"
All the disciples charged out of the mountain gate with enthusiasm, leaving the Sect Protection Array behind, and charged directly towards Qi Xiu's twenty thousand troops. In their view, this battle was vastly imbalanced, and there was no need for them to hide inside.
"Ah, such stubbornness!" Watching the formidable force of Lingyun Sect, Qi Xiu and his people showed a helpless expression.
"First squad of throwers, prepare!"
At Qi Xiu's command, several thousand royal warriors moved to the frontline, each holding a super bomb crafted by Zhang nglong with Lieyang Crystals.
"Oh no, not that again!" the disciples of Lingyun Sect imdiately recalled the fear of being dominated when they saw the device. This strange weapon had nearly turned their entire sect into ruins a couple of days ago.
"Don't be afraid. We just need to throw it out before it explodes. This isn't the Sect; there's nothing to fear!"
"Yeah, there's a few seconds from when the music starts until it explodes, plenty of ti for us to throw it away. Who knows, maybe we can throw it back at them, letting them taste their own dicine."
"Keep charging!"
"Ah, ignorance is terrifying," Zhang nglong shook his head, "Everyone, activate the bombs, hold them for five seconds, then throw!"
"Yes!"
Red light flickered in the hands of thousands of royal warriors.
"Five! Four! Three! Two! One!"
"Throw them!"
At Zhang nglong's command, thousands of bombs were hurled toward the advancing disciples of Lingyun Sect.
"Focus!" shouted the lead disciple of Lingyun Sect at the front. "Block these things and throw them back!"
"Yes!"
One disciple fixed his gaze on a bomb as it approached, reaching out to catch it, but before it even landed in his hand, a fierce fla engulfed him.
The explosion happened in mid-air, the timing calculated perfectly, enveloping tens of thousands in a sea of fire.
"Retreat! Retreat!"
"Run! They're monsters, using Demon Art!"
In the eyes of Lingyun Sect's martial artists, these were not ordinary weapons at all!
The throng of Lingyun Sect disciples suffered heavy losses, with the survivors fleeing back to the mountain gate, hiding within the Sect Protection Array.
"Is that all? Is that all you got?" Qi Ning called out standing before the mountain gate, "Weren't you impressive last ti? Didn't you demand my father personally for tax relief? Why have you all turned into cowards today?"
They hadn't even traded a single blow, and Lingyun Sect had already lost thousands of disciples. This was an unbearable loss for them, and they dared not charge out, lest it be a death sentence!
"You're just relying on those strange weapons; without them, what are you really?" a Lingyun Sect disciple retorted, "Relying on such things, what kind of skills do you really have?"
"Fine, without it, it shall be!" Qi Ning smiled slightly, "Bring out the Italian Cannon Pius invented by Brother Zhang!"
A group of warriors from the Empire pushed twelve seemingly ordinary cannons to the front of the mountain gate.
"Hahaha, your royal family, lacking that weapon, has no skills left? Bringing out such scrap tal?"
"Are you trying to make us laugh? This thing can't even kill a True Martial third or fourth order martial artist, and you plan to use it to break down our mountain gate?"
"Could this be the Royal Family's ceremonial cannon to celebrate the rise of our Lingyun Sect?"
Amidst the laughter, a group of martial artists stacked heavy boxes beside the cannons.
Clang!
The boxes were opened, revealing precious Xuan Crystals inside.
What were they up to? Aren't they supposed to be demanding taxes from Lingyun Sect? Why are they taking out Xuan Crystals?
But under their puzzled gaze, the royal troops were loading the cannons with Xuan Crystals.
At that mont, a sense of unease crept into everyone's heart.
Normally, cannons are loaded with gunpowder; this was the first ti anyone saw cannons being charged with Xuan Crystals.
"Junior brother, what are those?"
"I don't know, but I've never heard of using Xuan Crystals to power a cannon; it shouldn't be an ordinary cannon."
Zhang nglong stepped to the forefront and raised his hand.
"Fire! Hit them hard!"
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