Dragon Tamer - Chapter 652

Chapter 652: Chapter 654: Celestial Chessboard

“They’re coming. Should we make our move now?” Mi Zhongyun asked subconsciously.

Having asked this question, Mi Zhongyun also felt a hint of doubt within her.

Why was she, the boss, always seeking others’ opinions before taking any action? Could it be that the man on the other side was the one with true leadership abilities?

“No rush, let them pass,” Zhu Minglang said.

“Let them pass??” Qi Huan didn’t quite understand the intention behind this.

“Just follow Brother Zhu’s lead, he’s definitely right!” The young female God’s people, Shen Ying, spoke up.

Shen Ying had a good relationship with Mi Rong.

It was probably because Mi Rong carelessly revealed to her that Zhu Minglang was a Divine Chosen; now, like Mi Rong, Shen Ying had also become a little die-hard fan girl of big brother Zhu Minglang.

Zhu Minglang achieved exactly this effect, gradually infiltrating the people of the Xuange Divine Country.

Luckily, the Xuange Divine Country had sent young members this time, led by the incapable Mi Zhongyun. Otherwise, winning them over wouldn’t have been easy. Without Mi Rong acting as an insider and secretly brainwashing them, Zhu Minglang would have had to resort to unorthodox methods.

Everyone dispersed across the fields. One advantage of having fewer people was not only their speed of movement but also the ease with which they could hide. It was very difficult for enemies to track their movements.

Among the crowd, Zhu Minglang spotted Ming Lianjie, the God’s Descendant who had been pinned to the ground and vigorously rubbed by Little White. The guy seemed to have recovered quickly from his injuries; despite sustaining such severe bone injuries, he now looked as if nothing had happened at all.

“Does the Ming God Clan have some kind of sacred healing medicine? How come I see Ming Lianjie looking so lively and energetic?” Zhu Minglang asked Mi Zhongyun.

Mi Zhongyun knew quite a bit about other Lower God organizations’ affairs.

“Indeed, what the Ming God Clan is most famous for is their healing leaves. Those special leaves are squeezed into juice, and then mixed with some healing springs, can heal internal and external injuries in an extremely short time,” Mi Zhongyun nodded.

Zhu Minglang’s eyes began to turn.

There was still a large group of wounded on the Holy Quel Continent. Madam Dong had been scouring the ruins near Holy Quel Continent for survivors these past days, among them many with exceptional strength but unfortunately severe injuries.

If those injuries could be healed, these people could play a significant role.

Particularly the Emperor Hong Geng of Holy Quel Continent, whose strength was terrifying even amongst those in the Tianshu God Domain; as long as he didn’t encounter a deity, he feared virtually no other powerful beings.

“If his injuries could heal, there would be an even greater chance of slaying the Sparrow Wolf God!” Zhu Minglang plotted in his heart.

The healing leaves of the Ming God Clan…

They must all be plundered!

…

Since it was an ambush, patience was necessary. Zhu Minglang specifically waited until they had fully entered the complicated terrain of Qi Xia before instructing a Dragon Shepherd from Holy Quel Continent to inform Zheng Yu.

If Zheng Yu’s army were to clash with the Ming God Clan, the disparity in strength would be too massive.

But if Zheng Yu could just hold them at the Long Snake City Fortress, not allowing them to break through, this task would be much more manageable.

“Brother Zhu, they’re about to reach the line of defense. Aren’t we taking action yet?” Qi Huan said anxiously.

The enemy had already left the range of their ambush, and it felt as though waiting any longer might cause them to miss the best opportunity.

Zhu Minglang had been waiting until the Dragon Shepherd from Holy Quel Continent who had been dispatched to deliver a message to Zheng Yu returned before he decided to make his move.

…

The sounds of intense fighting were already coming from Qi Xia, as the Ming God Clan assailed the defenses of Long Snake City.

Despite numbering less than ten thousand, the Ming God Clan’s forces were breaking through the defenses as if they were but paper, crushing the foremost line of mountain fortresses that totaled nearly two hundred thousand defenders in a very short time!

The people of the Ming God Clan were extremely brutal in their attacks, leaving virtually no survivors in their wake, including some itinerant merchants taking a break in the mountains–all were killed without as much as a blink of an eye.

In the eyes of these Upper Realm people, the People of the Lower Realm were no different than livestock.

The more this was the case, the less it was possible to compromise, and Zhu Minglang was naturally aware of this.

“Shall we make our move?” Pang Kai asked.

Many of the guards had died. Ordinary mortals and God’s people were vastly different, and the warriors of the Ming God Clan could even take on hundreds alone. They killed those well-equipped soldiers as easily as if they were stepping on little chicks.

“Wait until they reach Wasted Mountain,” Zhu Minglang said.

Wasted Mountain’s terrain was the most treacherous, and very tall hills had been erected both in front and behind it.

Making a move there would ensure that this army of the Ming God Clan would be completely caught in a net!

…

Atop Wasted Mountain, numerous tall stone hills rose up like grey towers. Their bases were slender, but at the top, there was a massive stone platform that could accommodate plenty of soldiers.

The stone hills were built from extremely hard Earth Vein Grey Slate Stone, which would take even Giant Dragons some time to destroy.

Zheng Yu stood atop a hilltower, and Xu Bei of the Flying Dragon Battalion landed his Flying Dragon King beside him.

“National Aid Zheng, those prisoners dressed as our Army Guards and merchants have all been killed, not one was left alive,” Xu Bei said.

“They kill civilians too, it seems there’s no need to be merciful anymore,” Zheng Yu heaved a sigh.

The mountain fortresses had not been manned by real Army Guards or genuine merchants.

Zheng Yu had stationed prisoners and prisoners of war in the first line of fortresses, partly to gauge the true strength of the Ming God Clan and partly to understand their boundaries.

They seemingly killed on sight, and if Li Chuan fell into their hands, it would essentially become a horrific slaughterhouse!

“It was wise of Venerable Zhu to detain all internal supporters. These Lower God Organizations truly don’t treat us as humans!” Xu Bei said angrily.

“Set the troops, prepare for battle with the Ming God Clan!” Zheng Yu raised a hand, palm towards the sky, as if holding aloft some grand object.

His palm print projected towards the heavens, and at the same time, every hilltower began to display dark lines intertwining with precision across Wasted Mountain, as if an invisible celestial array was linking all the hilltowers!

As if responding to some call, the Grey Slate Mountain Posts, which had been utterly dark, began to shine together.

The people of the Flying Dragon Battalion, high above the clouds, looked down in shock to discover that the distribution of the Wasted Mountain posts was extremely meticulous, especially when they could see the dark lines and shared glow.

The entire mountain pass was like an undulating chessboard of mountains and valleys, and the orderly array of posts and strongholds were like chess pieces of various sizes, ultimately presenting a defensive formation on the Qi Xia battlefield!

With four or five thousand people stationed on each hill, these soldiers seemed to merge into a single entity, each one a grey and white chess piece. Nearly two hundred thousand defenders, even though most of them had no cultivation base, seemed to have been granted some divine power under such a grand celestial chessboard!