The Emperor is Above

Chapter 493: The Ghost King of the Styx has a bad aesthetic sense (380 average subscription plus more)

"Young Master Yi of Longcheng!"

Qing Yi heard the call of Yang Lezi Shangqing coming from below the Yuanrong chariot, and Shen Bumie and Shen Buhai followed closely behind, their brows almost wrinkled into a ball.

"The Ghost and Witch tribe is attacking from both sides. How will Young Master Yi of Longcheng prepare to fight them?"

The most profound impression that Yang Lezi Shangqing gave people in the past was his smiling face. He had never frowned as much as he does now.

Qing Yi thought for a moment and said calmly: "The Ghost Witch Army in the east is a little weak, please ask the Minister and the two captains to be responsible for resisting this direction.

I will lead the Dragon City Guards to fight against the Ghost Witch Army in the south. Once I have completely eliminated the Ghost Witch Army in the south, I will immediately come to support you. How about that? "

"Oh, well, that's all we can do!"

Shen Buhai and Shen Bumie looked at each other, weighing the strength of the Ghost Witch army in two directions in their minds, and after hesitating for a moment, they agreed.

Seeing that Yang Lezi Shangqing was full of worry, and Shen Buhai and Shen Bumie were in heavy moods, Qing Yi knew that they did not have much confidence in this battle.

When the princes and generals learned that they had to independently resist the Ghost Witch Army in the east, they all looked gloomy and trembling. Many of them even staggered as they walked, not to mention the soldiers under their command.

The princes of various countries in Zhongzhou enjoy a superior environment and a prosperous life, and have never experienced the various brutal fighting that the countries in the Northern Wilderness had faced in the past.

They had never imagined that the weak people of the wilderness could become as powerful as the Ghost Witch Tribe. As the elite forces of various countries, they could only grit their teeth and persevere.

Seeing the pale faces of the coalition soldiers, Shen Bumie suddenly turned around and looked at Qing Yi, bowed solemnly and said sincerely:
“Shaoqing Yi of Longcheng, in this battle I will lead my 3,000 charioteers to fight to the last man, but the 40,000-man coalition army has suffered heavy losses tonight, and can only hold out for an hour at most against the Ghost Witch Army.

I just hope you can defeat the main force of the Ghost Witch Tribe in the south as soon as possible, otherwise this place will really be our burial place. Everything is up to you."

"Don't worry, Captain Shen Bumie, I will definitely do my best!" Qing Yi also bowed in return with a solemn expression, watching Shen Bumie's determined back go away.

Through just a few days of interactions, Qing Yi could see that Shen Bumie was a serious and responsible person. Even though he still had the idea of ​​reviving the Great Shen Dynasty in his heart, he was willing to give his life for this battle.

Facing the impending war, Qing Yi thought he had already prepared for the worst, but before he even met the enemy, bad news kept coming one after another.

The might of the Ghost Witch Army was truly astonishing. The Allied Forces, who were experiencing a major war for the first time, encountered a non-human army. Many of the princes and soldiers who had lost their confidence in fighting chose to escape.

Shangqing Yang Lezi had no choice but to use military law to behead some of the soldiers who escaped, and these princes and generals were also put under custody.

Just when they thought they had stopped the Allied forces from deserting, something even worse happened.

Shen Bubing, who volunteered to lead his troops to attack the Ghost Witch army in the east, looked like he was ready to attack. He took the opportunity to lead a part of his cavalry and marched away to the northeast.

"Shen Bubing actually chose to escape?"

Qing Yi couldn't believe the news. "Is he not going to return to Diqiu, or does he think we can't survive this battle?"

The 5,000 reinforcements sent by Emperor Diqiu were, in a sense, the glue and heart tonic for the 40,000-strong coalition army, and one of the prerequisites for the coalition army of princes to not completely collapse. When Shen Bubing, one of the three captains of the emperor's reinforcements, chose to flee without fighting, it was a fatal blow to the morale and military spirit of the coalition army.

Regardless of whether he wins or loses this battle, Shen Bubing will no longer have any foothold in Diqiu or among the princes of other countries, but he still chooses to escape.

Fortunately, the Turkic cavalry was a powerful army under the emperor after all. They had their own pride and dignity passed down for hundreds of years, and not everyone was willing to flee with them without a fight.

Five hundred heavy cavalrymen and four hundred light cavalrymen chose to stay. They would rather use their lives to defend the honor of the Turks.

In order to remedy the harm caused by Shen Bushing's escape without fighting, Shen Buhai and Shen Bumie led their cavalry and chariot divisions to attack without hesitation.

Fortunately, not all the news was bad. Shi Dazhu, who was stationed in Xuanwei City, was keenly aware of the changes happening two hundred miles away.

Without hesitation, he led twenty Great Wilderness Dragon Vultures, Dabao the mountain cat, the little flying bear, the civet cat, the little fox, and the two hundred private soldiers to come and help.

Compared with the powerful strength of the Ghost Witch Army, the support from Shi Dazhu and others was just a drop in the bucket, but it helped to restore the low morale.

After all, the reputation of a first-rank grandmaster has been enough to support the safety of a small country's princes in the past few hundred years, not to mention that there are so many powerful exotic beasts and ferocious birds coming together.

After careful consideration, Qing Yi asked the civet cat, the little fox, as well as more than 20 exotic animal totems including the green ox, white horse, black tiger, and gray bear to assist Yang Lezi Shangqing in stabilizing the morale of the coalition forces.

Shi Dazhu, Mountain Cat Dabao and Xiao Feixiong stayed behind. Qing Yi needed them to cooperate with him and use their high-end combat power to eliminate the main force of the Ghost Witch Tribe in the south as quickly as possible.

Everything had just been arranged and the Ghost Witch Army finally continued to advance. Shen Bubing's escape without fighting, as well as the suicidal attacks of Shen Bushing and Shen Bumie, made the Ghost Witch Army see through the weakness of the coalition forces.

"Ow—"

In the rolling black clouds, numerous huge ghosts and bone demons howled incessantly, and continued to attack greedily with a desire for living souls and blood food.

"Hehehe——Long Chengyi, do you still recognize me?"

Qing Yi was just about to draw out the Chixiao Sword with a calm expression when he heard someone on the opposite side screaming loudly. He was surprised to see a two-meter-tall blood-red monster standing on the head of a giant beast puppet.

There are blood-red bone spurs all over its body, and there is a long tail behind it, which looks a bit like a scorpion's stinger, but has a bone texture.

Looking up and down at the monster's appearance, Qing Yi was puzzled, but he pretended to laugh and shook his head, saying: "You are so ugly, when have I ever met you before?"

The blood-red monster seemed very excited: "Humph, Long Chengyi, I am the old witch of the Ghost Witch Tribe. Unfortunately, I died tragically in the Battle of Yanze. You didn't expect that I would be alive again, did you?
Fortunately, my soul escaped back to my clan and was favored by the Ghost King of the Styx, who used his great magic power to give me a new body. "

"Are you the old witch?"

When Qing Yi learned the identity of the blood-red monster opposite him, he was extremely surprised.

Using the divine eye to observe, the old witch is now as powerful as a first-class grandmaster, but Qing Yi did not panic, but showed a mocking smile.
"The ghost king of the Styx has poor aesthetic taste. He actually made such an ugly body for you. You are really shameless. You actually have the nerve to show up in front of others."

(End of this chapter)