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"Kill!"

With a shriek, a large wave of soldiers surged forward like a tide once again.

A few fiery red fireballs shot up from outside the city like falling stars, then slammed fiercely onto the city walls.

Boom!

Amidst the scattering flames, intense heat rose up, instantly igniting the surrounding thirty feet area.

"Haha, die for me!"

Lu Hao burst into laughter, and after steadying his footing on the city wall, a sweeping strike of his glaive caused the Red Sun True Fire of his martial arts external body to sweep through the Void, igniting and burning to ashes all nearby objects that were caught in the defense.

More than ten Liang soldiers, unable to dodge in time, turned into ashes amidst their screams.

Seeing this scene, the Liang soldiers further away couldn’t help but yelp in fright and scatter to avoid.

But before they could get far, Lu Hao leapt up and gave chase.

Without much effort, merely by spreading the Red Sun Divine Fire, the Liang soldiers along the way were rendered powerless to resist. Amidst the screams and horror, they turned into kindling and ashes.

For an Inborn Grandmaster, killing these ordinary soldiers was far too easy.

Unless you’ve cultivated to the top realm of Martial Arts, able to use the idiosyncrasies of Martial Arts for the first time, you could have a certain resistance and immunity to the martial arts external body.

Otherwise, no matter how many people there were, even if it were an army composed entirely of martial artists, they would stand no chance against a single Inborn Grandmaster, unless they waited for their opponent’s True pneuma to be exhausted.

One step into Inborn, half a step to transcend the mortal realm—it is precisely because of such a gap that Inborn Grandmasters are known as Earthly Gods and Immortals.

"Chu thieves, cease your arrogance!"

Just as Lu Hao demonstrated the formidable strength of an Inborn Grandmaster, overwhelmingly bullying the weaker Liang soldiers without any restraint, a thunderous shout came from within Guan City, and a Black Light flew out directly towards Lu Hao.

"Haha, well met. The turtle finally sticks its head out."

Lu Hao, seeing this, felt not the slightest fear. He burst into laughter and charged at the Black Light.

His slaughter of the Liang’s ordinary soldiers was precisely to force the Liang’s innate talents within the city to come forth. Now that his main target had arrived, tormenting these common people any further was pointless.

The true strong seek to kill the strong, as a proof of their own might.

Lu Hao sought the blood of an Inborn to build the First Merit for this Northern Expedition, to boast of his own achievements.

Boom~

The Divine Fire and Black Light collided, turning into a powerful pressure blast that shook the city wall slightly.

The two lights clashed at such a fast speed that they were difficult for the naked eye to follow.

Within dozens of feet nearby, both Chu and Liang soldiers turned pale with fright, tacitly giving the pair a wide berth, leaving them space to fight.

"Big brother, I’ll help you!"

At that moment, from amidst the Divine Fire closest to the two combatants, a young man, seeing the intense battle, shouted loudly, opened his external body, and joined the fray.

Lu Hao implicitly understood and used a move to push back the Black Light, then opened up a space, giving his brother the opportunity to enter the melee.

The Lu Hao brothers both practiced the Red Sun Divine Fire, the royal secret of the Great Chu, taught by the same father, with nearly indistinguishable familiarity with this technique.

At this moment, their coordination was exemplary—a unity in brothers that could cut through metal.

Confronted by the tacit coordination of the Lu Hao brothers, that Black Light was nearly beaten into retreat, having nearly no power to counter.

Given the situation, defeat was simply a matter of time.

And thus the same scene was being repeated at Mengshan Pass, with various city heads and walls continuously presenting the same tale.

The Liang’s Inborn Grandmasters were surrounded by Divine Fire, enduring round after bruising round, and continuously forced back in defeat.

This time, Lu Yuan had kept his promise. He let his sons go into battle personally, to face the front line and to endure the trial of war.

The first barrier to the north of the Liang region, Mengshan Pass.

Inside were two hundred thousand Liang soldiers, and with five Inborns in defense, it stood as the first obstacle on the way north into Greater Liang.

For this pass, Lu Yuan had fully entrusted the fight to his thirteen children who accompanied the army, giving them five hundred thousand troops to let these youngsters handle it on their own.

’Now, after ten days of fierce fighting, the Inborn Grandmasters inside the city have depleted much of their True pneuma, and several have been injured. It seems that the breakthrough will happen within these two or three days.’

Lu Yuan watched the battle ahead, making his judgment.

Though the Liang army held the advantage of defending the city, having the city as their terrain naturally provided them with a boost.

But their numerical depth was far too inferior compared to Chu’s forces.

To say nothing of comparing them with Lu Yuan’s main force, even compared with the troops he had given to his several children, they were still far behind.

In such a situation, as long as one is willing to pay the price, even by attrition alone, it was possible to wear the Liang army down to their death.

"Victory!"

At that moment, a cheer came from afar atop a city tower.

Lu Yuan looked up and found the source of the sound. He saw a Divine Fire penetrate the dim Black Light, and from it emerged the upright figure of Lu Hao holding a somewhat scorched head, glaring at the nearby Liang soldiers and shouting, "Your commander is dead, surrender now! Those who surrender will not be killed."

"Those who surrender will not be killed!"

"Not killed!"

The many soldiers shouted, their voices like thunder, shaking the nearby Liang soldiers to the core, turning their faces pale.

Clang!

The sound of a weapon hitting the ground rang out as a Liang soldier, panicked, dropped his battle saber. He looked towards the figure shrouded in divine fire, looking like a god or devil, and was so frightened that he knelt on the ground.

Then, like a signal, the nearby Liang soldiers, one after another, under the coercion of the Chu army, knelt down.