Chapter Nine of the Wind and Moon Continent: Nine Flames and Three Combinations

Faced with the impenetrable defenses of the Fast army, the Protoss legions failed to penetrate Fast's territory.

Enraged, the Protoss began to cruelly employ an army composed of Parri, launching attacks on Fast using suicide attacks and even human shields.

Faced with such an offensive composed of ordinary civilians, the entire Fast army hesitated to slaughter them. However, on the battlefield, death was a matter of life and death, and they had no choice but to fight back against the tide of invaders to protect the interests of their peace-loving and tranquil people.

Qing Ji and Shi Xuguang, while directing the battle, couldn't help but have tears welling in their eyes. Considering that even these two seasoned generals were moved to tears, one could only imagine the brutality of the war and the inhumanity of the Protoss.

"No, we must think of something. This is simply a massacre," Qing Ji said, bowing his head as he continued commanding.

"What can we do? Are we supposed to try and persuade these ignorant civilians on the battlefield?" Shi Xuguang, though reluctant, muttered, unable to think of any other solution.

"Yes, it's about persuasion on the front lines," Qingji suddenly had a flash of inspiration. "However, it won't be us going to the front lines to persuade them. We'll mobilize the people within our jurisdiction and have them explain our policies to the enemy from the city walls. I think those who were originally Pali people might be moved. Even if it doesn't work, we have to try!"

Shi Xuguang paused, then nodded and said, "Then let's do as you say. Trying always offers a glimmer of hope."

So, while directing the battle, Qingji ordered his subordinates to quickly implement this task. After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, many people within the jurisdiction volunteered to participate

in this special "battle." Outside Yuanping City, fierce fighting raged. On the city walls of Yuanping, thousands of people from the Fast territory collectively shouted to the original Pali people fighting fiercely, explaining and publicizing the policies and living conditions within the Fast territory. Although not many original Pali people heard these words amidst the deafening sounds of battle, they were attracted by the sight of thousands of people gathered on the city walls, jumping and shouting.

Qingji immediately and opportunely ordered the Fast army to slow down the pace of the battle, deliberately giving the enemy civilians some time to listen to the shouts from the city walls. Unexpectedly, this tactic proved highly effective; some of the civilians who had been bloodthirsty just moments before immediately hesitated. They knew something about the Fast territory from their time in Ludian, and hearing the appeals of their own people truly moved them. These were already impoverished people, hardened by war; who would willingly fight? If they could truly live a good life in the Fast territory, what reason would they have to turn their weapons against the Fast army?

After a brief internal struggle, many civilians began to defect, laying down their weapons and entering the passage cleared by the Fast army leading to the Fast territory. A special unit was stationed at the rear to receive and accommodate the arriving civilians, screening, assigning, and settling them in a well-organized manner.

Seeing most of the civilians who had temporarily become soldiers rushing towards the Fast territory, the Pure God army, which had been overseeing the battle from the rear, immediately moved in, using their spears to force the remaining civilians to take up arms and charge at the Fast army. Those who hesitated or disobeyed orders were immediately and mercilessly slaughtered by the divine army. Under this terrifying shadow, the remaining civilians had no choice but to take up arms again and launch repeated attacks on the Fast army.

Faced with this situation, the Fast soldiers were filled with boundless indignation. After ascertaining the situation of the pure divine army, Qing Ji and Shi Xuguang simultaneously gave the order, commanding the Fast warriors to launch a proactive attack on the pure divine army, vowing to exterminate these merciless undead monsters.

On the ground stood towering giant warrior armies, and in the sky hovered formations of winged wind tribes, but the Fast soldiers were undaunted by these vastly superior opponents. When dealing with the giant warriors, they often charged in groups of ten or more, even if several were killed instantly by the giant warriors' earth-shattering punches upon close combat, the remaining soldiers would still seize the opportunity gained from their fallen comrades to relentlessly kill them. Thus, the Fast soldiers often fought with a casualty ratio of several to one.

Facing the Winged Wind Clan and their Wind God's Bows, the Fast army deployed several aircraft to engage them. Originally used only for reconnaissance, these aircraft were not equipped with offensive weaponry; however, the soldiers piloting them now carried magic-guided light guns. In close combat with the Winged Wind Clan, they used these guns to kill the bizarre, white-winged bird-men. Thanks to the aircraft's unique protective capabilities, they gained a significant advantage after several exchanges, killing several arrogant Winged Wind Clan members.

Both sides were bloodthirsty, and the battle intensified. The Protoss poured all their strength into Pari, solely to gain a sense of pride or reclaim their supposed superiority, relentlessly pursuing the Fast army that had humiliated them.

At this moment, Qing Ji and Shi Xuguang were also already blinded by rage. They were no longer fighting solely for Fast and Ye Tianlong; they were fighting out of utter contempt for the gods' sanctimonious status and hypocritical identities. They had witnessed the gods' inhuman and beastly acts, and their war was now entirely driven by a desire to uphold dignity and justice—for the dignity of human life on the Fengyue Continent.

All of Fast's army's combat units were mobilized. This was a decisive battle, a battle concerning the dignity of human life!

Outside Yuanping City, it had become a veritable hell on earth…

The Eagle War lasted for three full days. When the smoke cleared, the area outside Yuanping City was a scene of utter devastation. Mountains of corpses lay piled high, rivers of blood flowed, and lingering blood mist hung in the air. Frozen bones lay on the ground. The city was riddled with holes; as far as the eye could see, it was a scene of devastation. The stench of death permeated the air, rendering the atmosphere of death insignificant.

The gods had vanished without a trace, and their remains were scattered among the mountains of corpses. General Qing Ji and General Shi Xuguang dragged their weary steps across the battlefield. Looking at the corpses strewn everywhere, their anger had vanished.

A preliminary count revealed that half of the Fast army's two legions had perished in this battle, with countless wounded.

Wiping away the blood, bandaging their wounds, and burying their comrades, they appeared unusually calm. As they rose again, they would see yet another brutal battlefield.

After a painful recovery, the Fast army realized that, seemingly overnight, the divine forces entrenched in Pali had vanished completely. Although still grieving for their fallen comrades, the dutiful Fast soldiers immediately took over the remaining areas of Pali and quickly began helping the local area restore production.

Upon receiving news of the Fast soldiers' arduous battle in Pali, Ye Tianlong was deeply moved. After expressing his deepest condolences to all the soldiers, he felt even more strongly that the final decisive moment for the Fengyue Continent had arrived. At this crucial moment, Ye Tianlong felt he could no longer remain in his comfortable life, enjoying the fruits of others' labor. For such a decisive moment, he felt he should personally decide the fate of this final period!

Chu Yue was settled, Pali was settled, Yunyang and Dongwo were settled; all clues pointed to the impending vortex of this final moment occurring at the border between Fast, Wu'an, and Yasu. Therefore, Ye Tianlong decided to return to the Northwest.

This time, Ye Tianlong didn't lead as many people as before. Of his wives, he only brought Yue Ru, Yu Zhu, Cynthia, and a few goddess warriors; the rest remained at Wuyou Palace. Now that all four kingdoms were under Fast's control, there was much political work to be done. With his wives in the capital, they would surely achieve twice the results with half the effort and complete the task perfectly.

The group traveled at breakneck speed, arriving back in Kule City eight days later. It was the same palace as months before, and he was still surrounded by his beautiful wives, but Ye Tianlong's mood was unusually calm this time, unchanged by the solemn moment that was about to unfold—a moment unprecedented in the history of the continent.

Liddie waged war in the heart of Asur, where the Lion King and the various orc leaders were exhausted and retreating steadily under the powerful offensive of Liddie's army. Soon, the entire Asur region would be captured. Finally, Liddie forced the Lion King and other Asur rulers to the border near the former Pali, where Pali was now entirely under Fast's control. Generals Qingji and Shi Xuguang could then join forces with Liddie to attack them from both sides, and the northern battlefield of the continent would soon be connected from east to west.

Meanwhile, as Ye Tianlong arrived in the northwest, Hai Yingyang, fighting in Wu'an, finally clashed with the Divine Race army hiding behind the scenes.

Perhaps due to the Divine Race's complete defeat in Pali, or perhaps because they felt the final battle had arrived, they began a direct confrontation with Fast's army.

All the Divine Race's heavyweights appeared on the battlefield: the Giant Spirit Chieftain, the ten strongest warriors of the Winged Wind Clan, the elders of the Wind Temple, and the Holy Maiden Eileenbis—all were present in the Divine Race army facing Hai Yingyang.

On January 28th, 541 of the Faster calendar, the Divine Clan Legion and the Faster Army led by Hai Yingyang fought fiercely for a morning. The Faster Army was defeated and retreated eighty li.

On January 30th, the Divine Clan Legion fought Hai Yingyang again. After a day of fierce fighting, Hai Yingyang was wounded, and the Faster Army was defeated and retreated one hundred and sixty li.

Upon hearing the news, Ye Tianlong in Kule City was extremely anxious. He wasn't worried about Hai Yingyang's two consecutive defeats, but rather whether this fierce general could withstand the Divine Clan Legion's attack and what his safety was.

After learning about the composition of the Divine Clan Legion based on reports, Ye Tianlong knew that Hai Yingyang was indeed no match for them. On the other hand, he also completely confirmed his guess in the capital: the Divine Clan was now concentrating all its strength for a desperate last stand. The appearance of these figures proved that the final battle would definitely take place here. It seemed that it was time for Ye Tianlong to step in.

February 1st, the day Ye Tianlong set off from Kule City, was also the day Hai Yingyang encountered the Divine Clan Legion's third attack. By this time, Hai Yingyang's Fast army had retreated to Gaina City, a place they had repeatedly clashed with before, seemingly a deliberate arrangement of fate.

Unsurprisingly, Hai Yingyang suffered another defeat, his army losing half its strength. More than half its casualties meant a loss of fighting capacity, and Hai Yingyang reluctantly considered temporarily retreating to the Fast Lake region to rest and replenish before fighting the Protoss army again.

At this time, Ye Tianlong arrived, accompanied by Yu Zhu, Yue Ru, Cynthia, and several goddess warriors. After joining Hai Yingyang's retreating army, it was already dark. Ye Tianlong used this night to discuss strategies and plans for fighting the Protoss with Hai Yingyang, proposing that he personally confront the Protoss army the next day.

Seeing Ye Tianlong's unusual expression, Hai Yingyang did not try to dissuade him, but secretly made detailed deployments and preparations for the battle.

On March 2nd, 541 of the Fast calendar, Ye Tianlong led Hai Yingyang's retreating army back to an unnamed grassland to meet the pursuing Protoss army.

Around ten o'clock in the morning, the vanguard of the mighty Divine Race army came into view of the Fast army. To be precise, it was Ye Tianlong, who stood at the forefront, who first saw the Divine Race army.

The withered grass, bathed in the morning sun, reflected a golden light, which shone brilliantly on Ye Tianlong's golden armor. Ye Tianlong, seated on his horse amidst the myriad rays of sunlight, resembled a god radiating boundless golden light. He watched the approaching Divine Race army without moving, his eyes devoid of any emotion.

Ye Tianlong recognized the three leaders: Lei Ao, the chieftain of the Giant Spirit Clan; Feng Han, the ultimate protector of the Winged Wind Clan; and Feng Xiao.

Lei Ao was unarmed, but everyone knew that his two iron fists, capable of shaking mountains, were renowned throughout the world. Feng Han and Feng Xiao wielded the Wind God's Bow, which, reflected in the morning light, emitted a chilling, deathly glow.

Upon reaching engagement distance, the enemy stopped.

"So Emperor Ye Tianlong of Fast has come in person. He can't wait to unify the world!" Lei Ao spoke first, his voice booming like thunder throughout both formations.

Ye Tianlong remained silent, his gaze fixed intently on his opponent.

"Ye Tianlong, are you mute? Looks like you're prepared to die today, hahahaha..." Lei Ao continued his taunts, letting out a string of triumphant laughs.

"Yes, today I've come to send you to your deaths," Ye Tianlong suddenly said, his voice barely audible, as if squeezed from between his teeth, yet everyone a hundred feet away heard him clearly.

"Enough nonsense, Ye Tianlong, prepare to die!" Feng Han interjected, swiftly firing an arrow at Ye Tianlong.

The Wind God's Bow was a divine artifact, its power undiminished for millennia. Just looking at the arrow Feng Han shot, it streaked through the air, leaving a long trail of fire, like a powerful flame rapidly burning across the sky, heading straight for Ye Tianlong. Its momentum was fierce and swift, capable of piercing stone and cutting through metal.

In the blink of an eye, it arrived, and only two buzzing sounds could be heard as it reached Ye Tianlong. He simply raised his hand and lightly grabbed the magically enhanced arrow, effortlessly catching it in his hand as if it were a feather in mid-air.

Feng Han was immediately shocked. He had long heard that Ye Tianlong was extraordinary, but he always thought there was some exaggeration involved. However, this simple act of catching the arrow was astonishing. Others might not understand, perhaps unaware of the power of the Wind God's Bow in his hand, but he himself was intimately familiar with this divine artifact. It was unlike the Wind God's Bow carried by ordinary Winged Wind Clan members. The Wind Goddess originally possessed two divine bows, one male and one female. His was the male bow, while Feng Xiao's was the female. The bows carried by the other Winged Wind Clan members were later developed by their clansmen based on these two divine bows. If Ye Tianlong could catch an arrow shot by an ordinary Winged Wind Clan member, it would be understandable, but to catch an arrow from his own bow was something he could never forgive.

Just as Feng Han was still in shock, Feng Xiao beside him swiftly fired an arrow. The arrow flew through the air, leaving a trail of sparks, towards Ye Tianlong. In the blink of an eye, Ye Tianlong made the same gesture with his other hand, catching the arrow in mid-air. This time, everyone in the divine army who witnessed this was utterly astonished.

"Here you go!" Ye Tianlong shouted, and with a flick of his wrists, two divine arrows shot towards the two men at lightning speed.

A flicker of fear crossed their eyes. Accustomed to archery, they discovered that the two arrows they had fired

, now deflected by Ye Tianlong, possessed immense power and energy. They felt a gust of wind approaching from afar, even stronger than when they had been fired! Knowing they couldn't catch the arrows, they hastily leaped into the air before they reached them, dodging the potentially fatal arrows. However, although they dodged their own arrows, the arrows, propelled by their speed, struck

the flagpole behind them. With a crack, the tall flagpole fell, startling the soldiers standing below.

"Take this punch!" a deep shout rang out, and the tall Lei Ao leaped up, unleashing three consecutive punches in Ye Tianlong's direction.

Although separated by dozens of feet, each punch Lei Ao threw seemed to form a bolt of lightning in the air, whistling towards Ye Tianlong. Three punches in quick succession, each a lightning bolt, rushed towards Ye Tianlong with incredible speed, seemingly threatening to engulf him.

Ye Tianlong remained unmoved, watching the incoming lightning bolts draw ever closer. Just as they appeared to make contact, he suddenly let out a howl. Instantly, the grassland shook violently, a fierce wind howled, and the three lightning bolts from Lei Ao's punches vanished in an instant. Simultaneously, a rebounding force roared towards Lei Ao.

Lei Ao had just landed on his horse and hadn't yet grasped what was happening when he felt as if an invisible giant wall was pressing down on him. By the time he understood what was happening, he had no chance to react.

Three muffled thuds echoed as Lei Ao coughed up a mouthful of thick blood and fell from his horse.

Only he knew that he had been struck by the force of the three punches that had just struck Ye Tianlong, but now he was speechless.

The giant warriors behind him immediately rushed forward and carried him back. Even if he survived, his martial arts skills would likely suffer a significant decline.

"Everyone, attack together! Surround Ye Tianlong!"

Suddenly, a woman's voice, like celestial music, rang out from mid-air. A woman in a robe descended from the sky, shouting as she launched her attack on Ye Tianlong.

In response, dozens of divine race experts, including Feng Han and Feng Xiao, leaped from their battle formation, wielding various weapons, and followed closely behind the woman, charging towards Ye Tianlong.

Ye Tianlong paid no attention to the pursuers. He used this opportunity to see the woman who had descended from the sky and recognized her as the Holy Maiden of the Wind Temple, Irene Bites.

"Is everyone here?" Ye Tianlong muttered to himself, then swiftly soared into the air, shooting towards the charging divine warriors. In an instant, he seemed to flash like a blur of light, dazzling the eye.

Simultaneously, the two armies on the ground sounded their drums and horns, launching their charges.

Hai Yingyang, as commander-in-chief, dared not abandon his post. Although worried about Ye Tianlong's safety, he could only lead his troops in the battle, fighting a decisive battle. Yu Zhu, Cynthia, and several goddess warriors had already taken to the skies, following Ye Tianlong's trail to protect him.

In the air, it was like the ancient War of the Gods, with the divine race attacking Ye Tianlong from different directions. Although Ye Tianlong was alone, he moved with ease among the divine warriors, until the ladies joined the battle. Suddenly, thunder roared and lightning flashed, plunging the sky into darkness!

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