Chapter 1774 - The Son of Heaven's Dragon Guards!
Chapter 1774: The Son of Heaven’s Dragon Guards!
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
“Wang Chong, you don’t have much time left! The Saint Martial Barracks has fallen! Can you reverse the tides of the battle in the same way as you did with the Tongluo?!” Hou Junji sternly said.
The mood was heavy as everyone stared at Wang Chong.
At the same time, at the avenue leading to Taiji Palace…
“Kill!”
Furious war cries filled the air as tens of thousands of Imperial Army elites charged forward under the light of numerous torches. Underneath their feet were pools and rivers of blood that packed the air with a thick and pungent scent.
Shattered weapons littered the avenue, alongside the fallen and blood-drenched corpses of both Imperial Army and Saint Martial Barracks soldiers.
At the very end of the avenue, amidst the clashing of metal and Stellar Energy, an army adorned in golden armor and covered in wounds was retreating. With each step they retreated, more of them fell to the ground, never to rise again.
Without the support of the formation, the overwhelmingly outnumbered Saint Martial Barracks was in wholesale retreat.
Clang!
At this moment, far away at the very back, a man wearing an imperial robe and golden boots landed atop a high wall. Escorted by top-class guards, the First Prince had arrived to survey the battlefield.
“Victory is near!”
The First Prince stared at the familiar silhouette of Taiji Palace, a fierce flame burning in his heart. His eyes at this time were so bright that they seemed like miniature suns.
“Once we occupy Taiji Palace, this prince can finally become the true Sovereign of the Nine and Five!”
The First Prince spread apart his arms, allowing his hair and cape to dance in the wind. What did it matter if the Tongluo had failed? In the end, he would still win.
Once this day was over, he would subjugate the entire realm and punish all those who had tried to stop him!
Including the Wang Clan!
“Everyone, hear my order! Attack!”
The First Prince pulled out his sword and pointed it at Taiji Palace. The war cries instantly increased in volume and ferocity, and the soldiers surged forward in a relentless flood.
……
Time continued to pass, and in this suffocating atmosphere, everyone continued to stare at Wang Chong, Hou Junji included.
“Heh.”
After what seemed like an eternity, Wang Chong finally opened his mouth. His eyes moved from Hou Junji to the chess board.
“Even if Senior manages to get through the Saint Martial Barracks, it’s still pointless!”
Buzz!
Everyone on the Eastern Palace side was struck dumb, and even Hou Junji couldn’t help but reveal a sliver of surprise.
It was clear that Wang Chong’s reaction had not been expected, but no one understood what he meant!
Pushing through the Saint Martial Barracks was pointless?
The Saint Martial Barracks was in full retreat, and without them, who could stop the First Prince?
“What does he mean by this?”
Fei Yuhan deeply frowned. He would have heartily laughed if anyone else had said this, but the speaker was Wang Chong, the new War God of the Great Tang. Even the Army-Shattering War God had suffered setbacks several times against this youth.
Everyone knew that he had a deeper meaning behind these words.
While the clamor of fighting continued in the distance, it was eerily quiet here.
“What? Even at this stage, you still think you have a chance?”
Hou Junji quickly regained his composure. Putting down his cup, he smirked.
“Heh, it hasn’t been thirty minutes yet, right?” Wang Chong indifferently said.
He glanced at a nearby bronze burner. Inside the burner was an incense stick, of which only a small portion had yet to burn away. An Imperial Army soldier had brought it up under Hou Junji’s guidance.
“That’s true!”
Hou Junji glanced at that incense stick and seemed to understand. He couldn’t help but grin as he nonchalantly spoke.
“But what does it matter if I give you this meager amount of time?”
The Qian Gate, Center Gate, and Kun Gate, and even the heart of the Imperial Palace, were all under his control. He thought that Wang Chong might be hiding some other move, but it turned out that he was just making a pointless last-ditch struggle.
If that was all Wang Chong had, then even if he were given another whole incense stick to burn for another thirty minutes, he would still end up defeated.
Wang Chong said nothing. Hou Junji’s attitude was obvious, but Wang Chong had no desire to argue.
Reality… could overcome the strongest argument!
With these thoughts in mind, Wang Chong subtly glanced in the direction of Taiji Palace.
……
“Kill!”
Tens of thousands of Imperial Army soldiers charged through the long avenue toward the looming edifice of Taiji Palace.
At this stage, whether they had initially been fooled or not, everyone understood what tonight’s operation meant.
Rebellion was a crime that resulted in the execution of one’s entire clan, so there was no going back. This only emboldened these soldiers to madly throw themselves into battle.
Rumble! An Imperial Army horseman charged forward on his horse, his halo thrumming beneath him.
Boom! His spear slammed into an armored soldier of the Saint Martial Barracks, who screamed as he hurtled through the air like a ragdoll.
Boom! The man landed in an explosion of gore and blood. Around him, more and more Saint Martial Barracks soldiers were falling.
Only six or seven hundred of the Saint Martial Barracks soldiers were left, and they were falling back to Taiji Palace. Once they fell, the way to the supreme center of power in the empire would be open.
From a distance, one could see stalwart figures standing guard on the flawless white jade steps leading to Taiji Palace: the legendary Dragon Guards. Although the Imperial Army was forbidden from approaching Taiji Palace, its soldiers had still heard the tales of the powerful Dragon Guards who protected the Sage Emperor.
But from start to finish, the Dragon Guards had been like statues, standing there motionlessly no matter how fierce the battle was, their feet seemingly rooted to the ground. If one could not sense the power from their bodies, one would have believed that the Dragon Guards had long ago lost their lives, leaving behind only statues.
“This is all there is to the mighty Dragon Guards!”
In the charging army, an Imperial Army elite looked up at these motionless guards with a look of disdain.
All the Imperial Army soldiers revered the Dragon Guards, but these Dragon Guards were so rotten that they only know how to stand. If they didn’t even intervene in this battle, what use were they?
Moreover, there were less than one hundred Dragon Guards. Could they be a match for the tens of thousands of soldiers of the Imperial Army?
“Charge! Today is the day I make my name and become a noble!”
The Imperial Army elite raised his sword and roared. Spurring his horse, he joined the flood of soldiers in the charge.
Boom! As tens of thousands of soldiers charged, they produced such a momentum that the world itself seemed to pale.
The remaining Saint Martial Barracks soldiers were quickly scattered, and that Imperial Army elite charged past the rest of the army and up the white steps toward one of the motionless Dragon Guards.
Ten steps, nine steps, six steps, five steps…
The distance was rapidly shrinking, but that Dragon Guard continued to stare in the southeast direction, truly appearing to be a motionless statue.
Three steps, two steps!
The Imperial Army elite’s body blazed with Stellar Energy, and his body brimmed with excitement. But a moment later, a resounding clang exploded in his ears.
The Imperial Army elite’s heart went cold as he looked toward the source of the noise.
At the waist of the Dragon Guard, a broad hand had gripped the hilt of his sword and begun to turn. Turning at the same time was that seemingly petrified Dragon Guard.
As his warhorse charged, the Imperial Army elite finally had a clear view of the Dragon Guard’s eyes. It was a pair of cold and emotionless eyes, gleaming with the sharpness of a blade.
When those eyes stared at him, the Imperial Army elite felt like he had been dropped into an icehouse.
“!!!”
His eyes flew open as the fear of death gripped his heart.
At this moment, the Dragon Guard suddenly struck. No one could see what he did, only that when the Imperial Army elite jumped forward, a bolt of blinding energy shot out of the Dragon Guard’s hand.
Boom!
For a moment, all other sound was drowned out by the roar of this terrifying bolt of energy.
Time seemed to stop, the Imperial Army elite apparently frozen in the air. And then that vicious wave of Sword Qi howled past, cleaving the man and his horse neatly down the middle.
After slicing through that Imperial Army elite, the Sword Qi continued to fly forward, hurtling into the soldiers behind him.
This Sword Qi was more than one thousand feet long, even slicing through the air.
Kaboom! With an earthshaking explosion, the normal flow of time was restored.