189: Five-sided Soul Gathering Banner

Chapter 188 Five Directions Soul Gathering Banner

Xu Mujun stood up and slammed one hand onto the map of Yuanhe Mountain.

"Yuanhe Mountain is merely a martial dao Sect with only one Old Ancestor of the Innate Realm who has lived in seclusion for a long time. I heard before that Xie Jiuque, the newly advanced Innate, also went to Yuanhe Mountain to lend a hand."

"Now there are two Innates. Coupled with the intelligence provided by secret agents the other day regarding the remnants of the Wang family and Cultivators, there are about three to five high-end combat forces."

In Xu Mujun's mind, the memory of fighting with Cultivators like the old Daoist Ban in Yunzhou and Nanyue County last year flashed, and killing intent flickered across his eyes.

"Therefore, this General's plan this time is very simple, and that is the decapitation tactic!"

"Where is the assistant general of the Flying Eagle Army?"

"Subordinate He Wei greets General Xu Mujun!"

"How many troops and supplies can the hot-air balloons of the Flying Eagle Army carry at one time?"

"Reporting to the General!"

He Wei respectfully said, "The hot-air balloon is now the Ministry of Works' third-generation product. Each time it can carry ten adults or one thousand two hundred Thunderbolt Mines."

"For normal combat, it carries three soldiers and six hundred Thunderbolt Mines."

"How many hot-air balloons does the Flying Eagle Army have in total?"

"One thousand, and they can take off at any time!"

Xu Mujun's mind whirled as he asked, "Can they carry five soldiers and five hundred Thunderbolt Mines?"

"Yes!"

Xu Mujun immediately commanded, "Select five thousand elite soldiers from the army to launch a surprise attack on Yuanhe Mountain together with this General!"

"These five thousand elite soldiers must all be Martial Artists."

"The Dragon Scale Army will accompany us in full force!"

As soon as the words fell, a wave of intense discussion broke out inside the military tent.

"Does the General mean to have the Flying Eagle Army take the elite troops and launch a surprise attack from the sky?"

"That's just too dangerous...!"

"There are no bed crossbows on Yuanhe Mountain, at most just bows and arrows. What is there to fear?"

Zhengkou General Tang stood up and said, "General, this absolutely cannot be done!"

"The safety of an army of over two hundred thousand rests on the General alone. How can you personally take such risks?"

"With the help of the Flying Eagle Army, plus divine weapons like the Thunderbolt Mines and Red Barbarian Cannons, we only need to advance steadily to break through Yuanhe Mountain. Why bother to..."

"General Zhengkou, this General knows what you mean, but time and tide wait for no man."

Xu Mujun shook his head and said, "As we march to suppress Yuanhe Mountain, the rebel forces in other prefectures and counties are also taking action. The rebels in places like Jiangzhou, Xu Province, and Yangzhou are already marching toward our army."

"If we fail to resolve Yuanhe Mountain in a short time, we will inevitably be surrounded by numerous rebel forces."

"Therefore, this General is prepared to break through Yuanhe Mountain at the fastest speed and use Yuanhe Mountain as a stronghold to block the northern advance route of the southern rebels."

"Only in this way can we remain in an invincible position!"

"This..."

Zhengkou General Tang wanted to say something more, but Xu Mujun still said, "General Zhengkou, this General's mind is made up. Just obey the order."

"Understood!"

"Also, after this General dispatches the troops, the main attack at the foot of the mountain will be left to General Zhengkou."

Xu Mujun continued, "After we send out the signal, the whole army will charge and ambush Yuanhe Mountain."

"Understood!"

"He Wei."

"Subordinate is here."

"Is this General's plan feasible?"

He Wei hesitated and said, "Reporting to the General, the Ministry of Works is currently developing the so-called 'parachute', but it has not been successfully developed until now."

"However, there is another special equipment called 'hang glider', which can help people glide down from high places like a flying swallow."

"And the soldiers selected by the General are all Martial Artists. The hot-air balloons can also approach within a hundred meters of Yuanhe Mountain."

"With the physique of Martial Artists and the help of hang gliders, a mere hundred meters is, in this subordinate's view, not a problem."

"Good! Then all armies, take action."

"Understood!"

As the military order was issued, the entire military camp immediately sprang into motion.

Five thousand elite soldiers were quickly assembled and began cooperating with the Flying Eagle Army to familiarize themselves with the throwing method of the Thunderbolt Mines and try out the hang gliders.

As for those with exceptional lightness skills, they felt even less pressure.

Meanwhile.

On Yuanhe Mountain.

Yuan Sanli, the secluded Old Ancestor of Yuanhe Mountain, finally made his appearance.

"Junior Yuan Sanli greets Senior Wang."

Wang Feiyu sat in the main seat and slowly nodded.

"Sit."

"Thank you, Senior Wang."

This place was an important restricted area of Yuanhe Mountain, but it had been usurped by Wang Feiyu.

But oddly enough, none of the people present felt that there was anything wrong with it.

Besides Wang Feiyu and Yuan Sanli, there were several other people present.

Xie Jiuque, Yuan Dazong, and three other people standing behind Wang Feiyu.

Among these three, two were youths, and one was a middle-aged man with a short blade tucked at his waist.

Yuan Sanli nodded gently at Xie Jiuque; the two had met long ago.

Originally, they were all discussing how to resist the imperial court's army, but unexpectedly, they encountered the Wang family of Bing Province coming to assist.

After receiving this news, he had no choice but to interrupt his seclusion and come out to meet them.

After sitting down, Yuan Sanli asked, "Senior Wang, we are currently surrounded by the imperial court's army. I wonder what brilliant method Senior has to resolve this matter?"

"This old man has already said that we only need to let the imperial court's army attack. When Xu Mu appears, we will all strike together and wipe out Xu Mujun!"

Wang Feiyu said indifferently, turning his hand over to reveal five strange black flags.

These flags were only the size of a palm, with triangular faces covered in dense, strange runes, radiating a gloomy aura.

"In addition, this old man also needs your assistance."

"This flag is named the Five Directions Soul Gathering Banner. Five Martial Artists of the Innate Realm are needed to hold this flag and position themselves at the Five Elements array points to absorb the ghosts of those who died in battle around them, and then convert them into ghost soldiers to fight for us."

Wang Feiyu's tone was somewhat eerie, and chilly winds blew across the entire grand hall.

"In this way, the soldiers under our command will become more and more numerous, while the number of the imperial court's army will decrease."

"Moreover, this flag can also briefly enhance this old man's cultivation, making annihilating Xu Mujun as easy as turning over one's hand!"

As soon as the words fell, the eyes of several people flickered, wondering what they were thinking.

Yuan Dazong suddenly said, "Senior Wang, isn't this method... treating the thirty thousand Disciples of Yuanhe Mountain and the many righteous armies as cannon fodder? To do this..."

"Hmm?"

Wang Feiyu frowned and said, "So what if they are cannon fodder?"

"Without this method, what other method do you have to deal with the two hundred thousand troops down the mountain?"

"Furthermore, your entire Yuanhe Mountain Sect has already been regarded as rebels. The imperial court is determined to execute you quickly, leaving no way out."

"Only with this method can you strive for a glimmer of survival."

"Kill Xu Mujun, break the encirclement momentum of the imperial court's army, and then you can merge with the righteous armies of Xu Province, Yangzhou, and Jiangzhou."

"By then, our army can jointly march on the Great Yu capital."

"Only this method can save your Yuanhe Mountain!"

"This..."

"Ahem..."

Yuan Sanli suddenly coughed and said, "Dazong, what Senior says makes sense. Listen to Senior in everything."

"This... Yes, Old Ancestor."

"However, Senior, Sanli has something he doesn't understand and is also somewhat worried."

"Oh? What is it?"

"The Five Directions Soul Gathering Banner in your hands should require five Innate Realm experts to hold it. Currently, up and down Yuanhe Mountain, there are only two Innate experts, which are this Junior and Brother Xie. I wonder..."

"That is easy."

Wang Feiyu said, "Within my Wang family, there is also an Innate Realm old servant who can hold one Five Directions Soul Gathering Banner."

Behind him, the middle-aged man slightly cupped his fists and said, "This humble one, Wang Pu, greets everyone."

Wang Pu?

The expressions of several people changed slightly.

An Innate Realm expert was actually just a servant of the Wang family.

This...

Xie Jiuque didn't care and smiled again, "Senior, that's only three people."

"You can't possibly tell me that these two youths behind you are also Innate Realm experts."

"No."

Wang Feiyu said concisely, "These two are direct descendants of my Wang family, Wang Zifeng and Wang Zisong, and they are also Cultivators."

Also Cultivators...

Just these few words made the eyes of the three people look strange as they occasionally sized up the two youths.

Facing these gazes, the two youths had different reactions.

One smiled and nodded, while the other was cold and disdainful.

"The three of you will each hold three Five Directions Soul Gathering Banners, and the other two banners can be chosen from the Sect by selecting six First Grade Realm Martial Artists, with three people guarding each banner. That will also do."

"Zifeng, Zisong, and this old man will encircle and kill Xu Mujun together. Make sure to finish off Xu Mujun!"

Wang Feiyu looked at Yuan Sanli: "Yuanhe Mountain can't even pick out six First Grade Realm Martial Artists, can it?"

Yuan Sanli immediately said, "Senior, Yuanhe Mountain will definitely go all out to assist in this matter and jointly encircle and kill Xu Mujun!"

"Good!"

Wang Feiyu laughed heartily and said, "This old man loves Old Ancestor Yuan's straightforwardness!"

Yuan Sanli also smiled and said, "Senior flatters me. However, before this matter, this Junior has an unreasonable request, and I ask Senior to grant it."

"Oh? What is it?"

"More than thirty years ago, this old man once knew Old Ancestor Zhao Xi Zheng of the Taiyi Sect. That old daoist said at the time that this old man had the aptitude for Dao cultivation, but that stubborn old daoist was too stingy and actually rejected this old man's desire to seek the Dao."

"I wonder if Senior can..."

"Oh? You have a Spiritual Root?"

Wang Feiyu looked Yuan Sanli up and down and said, "Come closer."

"Yes!"

Yuan Sanli walked over eagerly, looking at Wang Feiyu with excitement.

Wang Feiyu did not hesitate at all, striking like lightning as he tapped Yuan Sanli's body several times in succession to perceive carefully.

"You indeed possess a Spiritual Root, and moreover, it is a Medium Grade Three-attribute Spiritual Root!"

As soon as the words fell, the expressions of the two people behind him, Wang Zifeng and Wang Zitong, changed.

The two of them were also Medium Grade Three-attribute Spiritual Roots!

Unexpectedly, this decrepit old man before them was actually just like them!

Yuan Sanli said excitedly, "Then Senior, can this Junior follow you..."

Wang Feiyu's eyes flashed, and he said, "You are already advanced in age. Even if you cultivate at this time, you cannot..."

"As long as I can set foot on the path of immortality, this Junior is willing to pay any price!"

Saying this, regardless of the strange gazes of the people around him, Yuan Sanli actually knelt directly in front of Wang Feiyu.

Wang Feiyu frowned slightly, but still said, "Good."

"As long as you help this old man kill Xu Mujun and overthrow the Great Yu Dynasty at the same time, this Wang will make an exception and take you as a Disciple. How about it?"

Yuan Sanli said with great joy, "Thank you, Senior!"

Wang Feiyu waved his hand and said, "Alright, go down."

"Yes, Senior."

After several people left, Wang Zitong behind Wang Feiyu frowned and asked, "Old Ancestor, why take that old man as a Disciple?"

"That old man is at least sixty or seventy years old. Even if he has mastered cultivation, how much longer can he live?"

Wang Feiyu shook his head and said, "Zitong, our Wang family's power has been severely damaged, and now we can only rely on others."

"This Yuanhe Mountain can also be considered a pretty good Puppet. Taking one person as a Disciple allows us to command an army of one hundred thousand. Why shouldn't we do this business?"

"Besides, whether he can survive is still up in the air, hehehe..."

"Old Ancestor?"

"Hmm? Someone is coming!"

Just at this moment, Yuan Sanli and Yuan Dazong, who had just left, returned, their eyes still looking somewhat anxious.

"What has happened?"

"Senior! Scouts report that the imperial court's army down the mountain has suddenly made a move and is already marching toward the mountain gate of our Yuanhe Mountain!"

Yuan Sanli said anxiously, "Also, many... flying balls have suddenly appeared in the sky!"

"Flying balls?!"

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