My Cultivation Starting from Archery-Chapter 548 - 197: Great Snow Dragon Riders Open the Heavenly Gate_2

Chapter 548: Chapter 197: Great Snow Dragon Riders Open the Heavenly Gate_2

Sixth Prince Cao Huan hadn’t slept well for several days, his eyes were full of bloodshot, and even his clothes were somewhat disheveled.

“Good news, good news!”

An arrow shot in from the outside finally brought the message they had been waiting for: “General Lü has already rushed to the front line at Zhu Tuo Pass!”

“Is there enough time?”

Cao Huan looked towards the several generals by his side.

Zhao Wuji and the others were silent.

“We can evacuate a part,”

Cheng Wei gave the answer, “If the Life Gate opens, it will be on the eastern side of the Luotian Mountain Range.”

“Then let’s prepare in advance.”

Sixth Prince Cao Huan ordered, “Command all the troops and soldiers in the city to assemble outside the Luotian Mountain Range, and immediately flee as soon as the Life Gate opens. As for the civilians within the city, they can follow behind. After the soldiers have pulled out, they can then retreat!”

“Alright, I’ll arrange it right away!”

Zhao Wuji took his leave to carry out the orders.

Soon enough,

the Beiliang Army and garrison soldiers trapped in Liangzhou City began to assemble, forming an orderly queue toward the Luotian Mountain Range, with clusters of civilians following at the end of the line.

Zhao Qiao, who had stayed behind to take care of logistic duties because he was too old to keep up with Martial Arts, watched this scene, feeling a sense of deja vu, reminding him of the time they had fled from Po Yang.

…

Barbarian Capital.

Under the guidance of the Ninth Prince Yu Wenxin,

Hongze Camp smoothly reached the Yin Mountain Range without any obstacles and at the greatest speed.

After over two months of relentless blizzards and extreme cold, the entire Great Desert had turned into a glacier and snowfield, with the endless peaks transformed into snow-capped mountains, resembling silver snakes dancing and wax elephants charging.

Amid this vast land, a pitch-black city stood imposingly like a hibernating behemoth that devours the sky.

Barbarian Capital!

Tianshan City!

In the midst of the desert, there were few buildings, and even those that did exist were mostly in the form of small arrays like Fengshuang City. However, Tianshan City was the Barbarians’ only fortified city!

Its strength matched that of any dynasty’s capital city in the Central Plains.

Prior to this,

it was always the most powerful tribal city of the Barbarians, the capital of the Tuoba Clan.

But Hongze Camp’s target was not it.

It was a peak over a hundred li behind Tianshan City, Langjuxu Mountain!

There,

lay the Barbarians’ Ziwei Mountain, their sacrificial site, and the location of the main Array Eye of the Blood Sacrifice Array.

Yuwen, Tuoba, Murong, and the Duan Clan, all the Great Khans of the Four Barbarian Tribes, were currently gathered atop that peak.

This battle,

would be the final one,

between the Central Plains People and the Barbarians in a century!

Fifty li outside Langjuxu Mountain, Hongze Camp temporarily stopped.

“My lord!”

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Zhao Kang returned to report, “Twenty li ahead is the Barbarians’ army of a hundred thousand. They have preemptively formed a battle array and have been waiting for a long time. Conservatively estimated, there are at least five Martial Saints, and it pretty much includes all the Barbarians’ forces outside of You State. Moreover, there’s only this one path up the mountain.”

“Since there’s only one path, then…”

Chen Sansi paused, “Charge up! Pass on my military order, all the soldiers of Hongze Camp, form up right here, prepare—for the charge!”

“Yes, sir!”

Chu Shixiong took the command.

The orders were passed down through the ranks.

Hongze Camp began their final preparations amidst the icy heavens and snowy earth!

“Yu Wenxin.”

Chen Sansi spoke, “You can go.”

“Really?”

Yu Wenxin, who had been on edge the entire journey, was overjoyed. After taking a few steps, he looked at the dark mass of the Barbarian army formation in the distance, and his tone hardened, “Chen, that’s a hundred thousand troops right ahead, plus each tribe’s Martial Saints and the High Priest of the Witch God Sect providing support. Your efforts are but a futile shake at a mighty tree. I advise you not to throw your lives away for nothing. Flee now, and maybe if you hide in a remote corner, you might survive to live another day.”

Chen Sansi, standing on horseback, replied, “We’ll see each other again before nightfall.”

“What, what did you say?”

Yu Wenxin was taken aback, soon realizing the implication of those words.

Letting him return while mentioning a rendezvous before nightfall—didn’t Chen mean to say that he’d reach the peak by dusk?

“Arrogance! But…”

Yu Wenxin scoffed, “I suppose I’ll see your corpses within two hours, not even needing nightfall to do so!”

After spitting out a final curse, he hurriedly mounted his horse and fled at a gallop.

…

At the summit,

on the altar,

the High Priest of the Witch God Sect sat cross-legged atop the altar, his hands forming Dharma Seals, with numerous Killing Stones laid out beneath him, sustaining the operation of the Blood Sacrifice Array. After two months, his entire body was already covered with ice and snow, making him appear like an ice sculpture.

“Only a few more days!”

“The Blood Sacrifice Array will be completed.”

A hoarse voice emanated from within the ice sculpture.

“Truly, High Priest?”

Hearing this,

the Great Khans showed excitement on their faces.

This meant that,

if they could just endure these last few days,

the entire Eastern Continent would belong to their Heavenly Clan!

The Great Khans awaited with eager anticipation at the summit.

Several days later,

a soldier came to report.

“Chen Sansi is here!”

“The White Robe and Hongze Camp have formed up at the foot of the mountain!”

“…”

“So soon?”

Yu Wenjinglian snorted contemptuously, “They truly dare to come!”

“Great Khan, the Ninth Prince has returned!”

“Father Khan! Father Khan!”

Ninth Prince Yu Wenxin burst into the tent, distressed, and knelt on the ground.

“Xin’er, you… why have you returned again?”

Yu Wenjinglian rose to his feet, incredulous, “Did Chen simply let you go?!”

“Father Khan, the man is extremely arrogant!”

Yu Wenxin denounced, “He left parting words, claiming he would take the heads of Father Khan and several uncles before nightfall!”

“Seeking death!”

Upon hearing this,

Tuoba Hongxin roared in fury, “Merely ten to thirteen thousand people wanting to come up the mountain is sheer lunacy! Where are the warriors of the Heavenly Clan?!”

“We are here!”

Five Martial Saints stepped forward.