Fengyue Continent Episode 12 Qingzhou Chapter 2, Part 1 Eagle Soars over Wu'an

On December 20th, 537 of the Fast calendar, as the first rays of dawn shone into the sinkhole of Qingfeng Mountain, the gloom that filled the sinkhole seemed to be torn open, bringing a touch of warmth.

From where Bai Feihu stood, he could clearly see the situation inside the sinkhole. It was a small cliff, less than three zhang in diameter, halfway up the mountain, directly opposite the rocky area and the mysterious cave entrance. However, from above the sinkhole, it was impossible to see this area.

"Sister Ru, why don't we go down?"

Bai Feihu asked, somewhat puzzled, looking at Ruji sitting peacefully to one side. Beside the radiant Ruji stood four tall, graceful, and sweet-looking maids. Although they were only sixteen or twenty-year-olds, Bai Feihu knew that these girls' skills far exceeded their age. He had already made it very clear from their actions when they came up.

Ruji smiled slightly, her cherry lips parted, and she uttered a voice as melodious as celestial music, saying leisurely, "Little Bai, so many people are already risking their lives for this divine sword, why should we join in the fun?"

Unexpectedly, the answer from this beautiful woman was quite unexpected. Bai Feihu's expression visibly froze, a bitter smile appearing on his handsome face.

"If it weren't for this legendary sword of destiny, why would we have rushed to this place?"

Ruji's gaze fell on the drifting clouds on the distant green mountains, her tone enigmatic.

"Little Bai, tell me honestly, do you want this Holy Demon Sword? Do you believe that possessing this sword will grant you control of the world?"

Bai Feihu thought for a moment, then answered earnestly, "I really don't know. Ancient legends say that this Holy Demon Sword, used by the Creator God, represents destiny. Whoever possesses this sword is the destined ruler chosen by the Creator God for future generations, and will become the master of this continent."

Hearing Bai Feihu's answer, Ruji smiled. She withdrew her gaze from the distance, her bright eyes turning to Bai Feihu, sparkling with captivating light.

"I know men's dreams. After all, this sword has such a legendary destiny. If you dare say you're not tempted, you're lying."

Bai Feihu laughed heartily. He knew Ruji would have something else to say, so he gazed at her beautiful smile, listening intently to what she would say next.

"If someone with nothing were to obtain this divine sword, would they become the ruler of the continent, the number one person under heaven?"

Ruji said in a strange tone, "Even if this divine sword possesses unfathomable power, in the current state of the world, can it unify the continent with just this one sword? Even if the sword has immense power to conquer anyone, can it govern the people under its rule?"

Bai Feihu was clearly surprised that this incomparably beautiful woman would say such a thing, and he couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

"To become a true ruler of destiny, one needs to possess the magnanimity of a ruler of destiny; otherwise, obtaining the divine sword would be a terrible disaster."

Ruji seemed to be talking to herself, speaking softly, but for Bai Feihu standing beside her, it was already quite a shock. He glanced at the cave entrance below, then slowly said, "Sister Ru, you want to see who the true chosen one is, right? As for me, I'm no longer among them!"

Ru Ji gently shook her head, saying, "I don't think so. If you want to go down too, Sister Ru will support you, but it's not a good idea."

Bai Feihu was also a highly intelligent expert, and naturally understood Ru Ji's meaning. They would sit back and watch the fight unfold, waiting for the people below to fight to the death before intervening at a good opportunity. According to the intelligence Ru Ji had gathered, all the opponents participating this time were of high status, including several of the top ten experts, and the others possessed strength no less than that of the top ten experts. Therefore, this method was the best choice.

Although he was very confident in himself and possessed the ancient artifact "Silver Gloves," looking at the formation below, he knew the status and strength of those who had been alarmed by the appearance of the divine sword.

But for Ru Ji, she actually had another thought. The appearance of the divine sword had alarmed the top experts on the continent, and it could be said that none of the influential figures on the continent would give up this opportunity. Although she didn't entirely believe in the legend of the divine sword, she was still very curious about the so-called choice of a chosen master. Deep down, she wanted to use this as a basis to predict future changes on the continent.

Others shared the same sentiment as Ruji and her companions, and their leader was a petite and beautiful girl, definitely no older than twenty-nine. Few people on the entire continent knew her and her subordinates; they were practically unknown.

These people were Kannazuki Koyuki and her Tennin Clan from the foreign land of Eastern Japan. To outsiders familiar with the Tennin Clan, Yukihime was the name of this mysterious female leader.

Upon entering the sinkhole, Yukihime sensed the numerous dangers lurking within. She already knew the difficulty of this mission, but the price offered by the client was staggering, making it difficult for her to refuse. Only after arriving did she realize the difficulties far exceeded her expectations. To minimize losses for her subordinates, she adopted the safest approach: to observe and wait.

If the elite Bloodstained Soldiers under Yuna's command, lying in ambush at the cave entrance, were the mantises waiting for the cicada to emerge, then Xue Ji and her Heavenly Ninjas, along with Ru Ji and Bai Feihu, were the orioles hiding behind. But would those inside the cave obediently play the foolish cicadas? At this moment, no one knew any of this, and everyone believed Luo Yuzai was absolutely right.

Meanwhile, a thousand miles away in Wu'an, on a 110-mile-wide front across the Gapua Plateau, Fast's army split into three routes. Hai Yingyang's Eagle Legion was the main attacking force in the center, their target being Gaina City, the first major town in western Wu'an.

Hundreds of thousands of soldiers had been on Wu'an's soil for five days, yet not a single battle had occurred, not even a single Wu'an soldier had been seen. Although Fast's soldiers had immense confidence in their army, believing they could defeat any Wu'an army, the current situation was truly unusual—or rather, extremely strange!

"What are the people of Wu'an thinking?" Under the fluttering banners, Hai Yingyang slightly raised his handsome, almost perfect face, squinting at the distant mountains and rivers of Wu'an, and murmured, "Could it be that they have decided to give up resistance?"

The villages in Wu'an that the army passed through were already deserted. The people in each village had clearly left their homes in a great hurry; clothes and utensils could even be seen scattered on the ground. However, after the tracking experts examined the traces, they found that they had been gone for two or three days, but these people had taken everything they could carry, indicating that the evacuation of the Wu'an people was organized and planned.

Aiton, the military advisor of the Eagle Legion who had always been by Hai Yingyang's side, looked at his handsome commander and reminded him, "Perhaps the people of Wu'an have assembled a large army somewhere ahead, waiting for us."

A graceful smile appeared on Hai Yingyang's lips. He knew that his military advisor was always cautious, but that was exactly what he needed.

"Have Chu Yue and Ying Xi's armies also entered Wu'an?" He looked at the front of the column, where a fast horse was galloping rapidly towards them; it was a scout he had sent out.

"Sending troops to Wu'an at this time will be more difficult for the Chu Yue and Ying Xi armies than for us," Aiton said to Hai Yingyang with some concern. "In fact, our armies and theirs are fundamentally incompatible. It should be snowing in western Wu'an now, while its southern part is just entering the rainy season—both major taboos for marching!"

Hai Yingyang's eyes were fixed on the approaching man, and he nodded casually, saying, "Sending troops at this time of year is inherently a great risk, but the weather's impact should be the same for both sides."

"However, the impact on the attacking side will be much greater!" Aiton insisted, but his words were interrupted by the approaching cavalry's message.

"Wu'an's army has been spotted in the Verlaba Mountains ahead!" the approaching cavalryman shouted.

Hai Yingyang and all the generals around him were invigorated. The long-awaited enemy had finally appeared. If this large-scale expedition hadn't encountered any enemies, it would have been like a heavy punch landing on thin air—very unpleasant. More importantly, if this situation continued, the soldiers would become suspicious and paranoid.

Hai Yingyang, accompanied by his entourage, rode swiftly to the Verlaba Mountains. Before his ranks stood two thousand heavily armored infantrymen from Wu'an, arrayed in a square formation. The mountain range they guarded controlled the road from Gapua to Gaina. On either side were deep ravines, offering no viable path; Wu'an's decision to establish a pass here was incredibly wise.

Behind this square of heavily armored infantry was a fortified wall built of massive stones, its thick walls reaching a height of three zhang (approximately 10 meters). From Hai Yingyang's direction, archers could be vaguely seen on the walls.

The horns sounded, and the first wave of attack from Yingyang's legion began. Limited by the terrain, Hai Yingyang also deployed a square of two thousand heavily armored infantrymen. They placed their shields on their heads, facing the swarms of arrows raining down from the fortress walls, and advanced slowly and steadily towards Wu'an's square.

When they reached the range of their javelins, both sides shouted simultaneously, and javelins rained down like raindrops, striking the soldiers' armor with heavy thuds.

After the probing long-range attacks, both sides immediately transitioned into close combat. Guns clashed fiercely in the air, the sound of shields clashing and men's panting creating the loudest symphony on the battlefield.

In such a scene, splattered blood was the most common sight. But the hot blood that fell to the ground was immediately absorbed by the dry loess of the plateau, and apart from being slightly darker in color, it was indistinguishable from other blood.

Protected by the castle behind them, the soldiers of Wu'an displayed extraordinary bravery. Wu'an's heavy infantry had a long-standing reputation for fierce courage on the continent, and in defending their country, they displayed this reputation to the fullest.

Standing at the front of the formation were all the most elite soldiers, for they were the captains of the entire formation, like the tips of swords, the spearheads of the charge. Before the initial engagement, their javelins had already been thrown; now they clashed with longswords and iron shields.

Amidst deafening shouts, the soldiers in the first rank simultaneously swung their longswords, hacking down without restraint. There was no fancy technique; only by killing the opponent could one survive. But often, while killing an enemy, a spear thrust from behind would also claim their life.

One soldier fell, and another immediately filled his place; no emotion was in their eyes, only murderous intent and the sole thought of killing their opponent.

The stench of blood grew thicker, and as the number of corpses increased, both formations began to crumble, and the soldiers' movements became hesitant and sluggish. Just then, the signal to retreat rang out from Fast's army.

Fast's first charge had failed, resulting in the loss of three hundred soldiers. For this victory, the Wu'an people had also paid the price of over a hundred soldiers.

But this was merely a probing battle between the two sides. In a large-scale war involving hundreds of thousands of soldiers, the loss of a few hundred soldiers here was nothing more than a minor detail on the battlefield.

Watching the soldiers of both sides gradually separate, Hai Yingyang suddenly felt a strange sensation. He abruptly raised his head, his lightning-fast eyes piercing through the Wu'an army's formation, shooting towards the city wall behind them, where he sensed a dangerous aura.

"The battle has only just begun!" he murmured, then turned and galloped back, simultaneously shouting to the messenger beside him, "Summon all the generals!"

"The Yingyang Legion is indeed remarkable!" Magusima said softly from the city wall. He was the commander here, a highly respected general in the Wu'an army, with two thousand heavy infantry, one thousand archers, and two thousand light infantry under his command.

"Hold out for three days, then you will lead your army to Gaina City!"

Standing beside Magusima was a man completely shrouded in a black cloak, whose voice conveyed no warmth whatsoever.

Magusima glanced warily at the man in the black cloak. This man belonged to a powerful group, and more importantly, he was a highly skilled dark sorcerer—that was the reason for Magusima's wariness.

"Only three days?" Magusima's voice held a hint of displeasure. "With this fortified pass and my warriors, I can hold off Haiyingyang's legion here indefinitely."

A hollow laugh echoed from within the black cloak; the man's words were ruthless and cold.

"Your soldiers absolutely cannot withstand their onslaught. What happened just now was merely Haiyingyang testing your strength! Three days is already my highest expectation of you."

"You!!" Magusima's anger surged, but this annoying man was a special envoy sent by the military, and military courtesy prevented Magusima from retaliating.

"Don't think I'm exaggerating. Keep a close eye on the Fast army's movements! I need to go back and report." The cloaked man finished speaking and turned to leave, leaving Magusima there gritting his teeth.

But Magusima's anger didn't last long; Haiyingyang's attack had already resumed. This time, he used his most elite heavy cavalry. In Fast's army, only Yu Fengwu's Phoenix Legion and Hai Yingyang's Eagle Legion possessed such heavy cavalry.

When heavy cavalry, rider and horse encased in thick armor, appeared on the battlefield, their combat power was undeniable. Each cavalryman was a mobile fortress; the sheer force of their charge was unstoppable.

However, maintaining such a heavy cavalry force was extremely expensive. Even their horses had to be the strongest, and their weapons were heavy sabers and bayonets—swords for close combat and spears for long-range engagements. A cavalryman without sufficient skill might struggle even to swing them, let alone use them in battle.

With the steady beat of drums, the heavy cavalry formed a horizontal line of fifty horses, slowly approaching the enemy. The pounding of hooves seemed to strike the hearts of every Wu'an soldier.

"Spearmen, advance!"

the captains of each line roared fiercely. To counter enemy cavalry, heavy infantry units would always include pikemen. They were typically positioned in the third and fourth ranks, useful when their comrades engaged the enemy in close combat.

The pikemen swiftly moved to the front ranks, each holding their pikes with both hands, while the pikemen in the rear placed their pikes on the shoulders of their comrades in front, creating a dense forest of pikes on the battlefield in the blink of an eye. Such an arrangement was virtually impossible for ordinary cavalry to break through from the front.

Fast's heavy cavalry halted before Wu An's square formation, each rider raising their saber, indicating their readiness to charge.

The drumbeats behind the Fast army changed, and the heavy cavalry suddenly split to the sides, launching an attack on the two flanks of the Wu'an army's square formation. The Wu'an square's flanks were fiercely impacted, while the soldiers in the center were unable to offer much assistance.

Seeing this, the soldiers in the center of the square began to push to the sides, attempting to force the cavalry attacking the flanks into the ravine. This created a gap in their formation.

The Fast light cavalry, who had been following closely behind the heavy cavalry and waiting for this opportunity, immediately charged forward. Only then did the Wu'an army notice their presence.

For heavy infantry, the flanks were their weakness, and they couldn't withstand the powerful charge of cavalry. With the Fast infantry then following up, the Wu'an heavy infantry, who had intended to push the Fast heavy cavalry into the ravine, became the ones being pushed back.

In this battle, fewer than a thousand Wu'an soldiers managed to retreat back to the pass. Magusima could only muster his strength and prepare to defend the pass to the death.

Hai Yingyang gave the Wu'an people no time to consider the gains and losses of the previous battle; his army had already begun a night-long siege.

Wave after wave of attacks shocked the Wu'an soldiers. They finally understood the immense reputation of the renowned Eagle Legion; its powerful impact combined with its well-organized structure made it an incredibly formidable fighting force.

Despite this realization, the Wu'an army still believed that with the strategic pass, they could completely hold off the Fast army.

As Magosima rejoiced at repelling Fast's tenth attack, he witnessed a scene he would never forget. Fast's soldiers charged forward shouting, only to drop a bag and immediately retreat.

After the bag was broken open by arrows and stones, what was revealed was ordinary loess soil from the plateau—freshly dug, likely just by the Fast soldiers.

"Could it be that the Faustians are digging tunnels?" This thought crossed Magusima and his soldiers' minds, but they quickly dismissed it, for they saw more and more loess forming a slope leading down to the high pass.

"Such a tactic?!" Magusima and his soldiers were stunned. In a single night, an army of 100,000 had dug a deep pit in the Gapua Plateau, and the excavated loess was piled up below the pass, creating a smooth path.

By this time, dawn had broken, and the sun had risen early on the plateau, its warmth felt on people's skin, but the hearts of the soldiers of Wu'an were cold. They knew that once the Faustian army successfully completed the slope, a battle whose outcome was already decided would begin.

But now they had no other choice but to prepare for a desperate fight to the death. After the archers fired their last arrows, they quickly donned the equipment of light infantry.

Under the Wu'an sun, the bloody battle inevitably began. The Fast army charged up the slope into the pass, shouting as soldiers fell. Those behind them trampled over the corpses of their comrades, brandishing their swords.

The Wu'an soldiers put up a fierce and tragic resistance, much to Hai Yingyang's surprise. He had expected the Wu'an army to realize their defeat and retreat once they saw the Fast army pave the way, but not a single soldier retreated.

"My lord, taking advantage of their weakness has only fueled their fighting spirit!" His accompanying staff murmured, speaking only to him and the handsome commander. "We are now fighting on enemy territory, while they are defending their homeland. Mentally, we've already lost!"

Hai Yingyang glanced at Aiton and nodded, "This is what makes an interesting opponent!"

After capturing the pass in the Verlaba Mountains, Hai Yingyang's army advanced rapidly, encountering no further resistance from the Wu'an army along the way. At this time, the other two armies had arrived at the city of Gaina. Opposite them were Wu'an's 100,000 Imperial Guards and an unknown powerful enemy.

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