Urban Supreme Wild Son-in-Law War God

"Scram!"

In the royal court, at Xiao Manor.

Chen Dao punched away two soldiers blocking him and strode directly into the manor holding the war book.

"Xiao Yun, you brat, come and accept your grandpa's war challenge!"@@novelbin@@

Inside Xiao Manor, Xiao Yun was sipping a cup of hot tea, squinting his eyes, lost in thought.

Opposite to him sat a mysterious figure in a black robe, even wearing a mask that covered the face.

It was only apparent that the figure was tall and slender, their gender unknown.

A few strategists, dressed in thick anti-freeze clothing, occupied the corners around the stove, warming themselves by the fire.

Hearing the commotion outside, Xiao Yun's eyes narrowed, he let out a shout, and slapped the table, the teacup spinning out of his hand.

"Who dares to barge into Xiao Manor!"

"Crack!"

Chen Dao punched and shattered the teacup, stepping directly into the manor: "Who? Your grandpa, Chen Dao!"

"This is the war challenge our Northern Liao King has issued to you! Make sure you accept it!"

Chen Dao stood at the entrance, not deigning to step further inside.

With a flick of his hand, the Dark Iron War Book shot into the hall with the speed of lightning.

Xiao Yun squinted his eyes and reached out to catch the war book.

His palm tingled slightly upon touching it, and to his shock, he realized that Chen Dao was a warrior of the War King realm!

"I've delivered the challenge. I suppose Xiao brat wouldn't dare to shrink from a fight, so three days from now, I hope to see your figure on the battlefield!"

Chen Dao spoke coldly, turned around, and swaggered down the steps.

Many warriors armed with swords and spears stood in the courtyard, eyeing him warily, yet none dared to attack.

Chen Dao brushed off the snowflakes from his body, sneering disdainfully: "A bunch of cowards."

His scorn made these warriors' faces show embarrassment, but Chen Dao's aura of the War King realm kept them at bay!

Chen Dao, amidst their tension, took his steps one by one and left the Xiao Manor.

"Ye Ling? A war challenge? He has actually returned!"

Xiao Yun looked at the Dark Iron War Book in his hands with a solemn expression, feeling increasingly uneasy.

The fame of the Northern Liao King Ye Ling had already echoed throughout the world years ago!

Whether it was the old Northern Liao King or Ye Ling himself, both were figures that struck terror into many enemies.

The soldiers of Luo Sha Kingdom can best testify to their strength!

Three years ago, were it not for the covert support of many great families in the imperial city, how could they have imprisoned Ye Ling?

And it was under the operation of these families that he was sent to Northern Liao!

"Oh? A war challenge? Let me have a look at it."

The mysterious figure spoke with furrowed brows, reaching for the Dark Iron War Book.

"Three days from now, both parties to lead their forces into battle, with the Sky Desert River as the boundary, each occupying four peaks on either side of the river, vying for control of the Heaven's Gap Bridge. The first to lead their troops onto the bridge claims victory!"

Hearing the content of the war challenge read by the mysterious figure, a strategist hurried over from the stove and said, "This tactic sounds very familiar!"

Another strategist added gravely, "Six years ago, Ye Ling used this very tactic, back then it led to a massive defeat of the Luo Sha Kingdom's army; they were so frightened that Ye Ling's reputation was solidified!"

The strategists voiced their worries: "This Ye Ling, he not only has courage but also cunning plans!"

"The moment he has returned, he has laid such a trap for you, certainly to give you a blow to your prestige and make you withdraw from Northern Liao, so he can regain control over Northern Liao's situation!"

Xiao Yun's face was cold, and with a snort, he slapped the table, "How could I not know his intentions? But since he has issued a war challenge, can I even refuse it?"

Now that Ye Ling had returned, he would surely stir up the storms in Northern Liao and reclaim his legions.

In the past three years, with the support of his family, Xiao Yun had paid a great price in his attempt to control Northern Liao.

However, of the eight legions of the Northern Liao army, only the seventh and eighth had been subdued by him.

And the strength of these two legions was not particularly outstanding; they were even willing to betray Ye Ling under his inducement, which already cast doubt on their reliability.

Moreover, even though they had pledged allegiance to him, the commanders of these two legions were quite arrogant and did not hold much respect for him, clearly not yet regarding him as a master to whom they would swear undying loyalty.

If given a few more years, perhaps he could have completely subdued these two legions.

Even more, he might have been able to bring the other six legions under his command!

But now, Ye Ling had returned and challenged him to a duel, demanding that they lead their respective subordinates into battle together.

This test was not only a measure of his personal strength but also of his ability to command his troops!

"Although Ye Ling has returned, whether he can truly and completely control Northern Liao, and whether he can win this battle, remains an unknown factor."

"Three years have gone by. Even if the other six great legions haven't surrendered to you, would they still remain as loyal to Ye Ling as they used to be?"

The mysterious figure, already noting Xiao Yun's panic, revealed a hint of disdain from beneath the cloak.

Yet, there was no change in tone when speaking.

Hearing the mysterious figure speak calmed Xiao Yun somewhat.

Indeed, while the other six legions hadn't surrendered to him in these three years, they were no longer as fiercely loyal as when he first arrived, thinking of fighting to the death every day.

Perhaps, after three years, Ye Ling's prestige in their hearts had greatly diminished.

A worried strategist said, "We must fight in this upcoming battle, and what's more, we must win!"

"Otherwise, with Ye Ling's triumphant return and defeating you, his strength will be all the more evident!"

"The other legions will definitely continue to follow him, and maybe even those two legions we subdued would want to return to him. By then, it would be very disadvantageous for us!"

Another adviser expressed concern, "Ye Ling is too reckless with the current situation. If he goes to war with you using the same tactics he employed six years ago against the Luo Sha Kingdom, do you think Luo Sha Kingdom will not take this opportunity to invade Northern Liao's border?"

Xiao Yun snorted coldly, his tone ruthless, "If Ye Ling doesn't care whether Luo Sha Kingdom will invade or not, why should I, the one who has been challenged to war, consider this problem?"

"If there's any problem later, the first one to be troubled will be Ye Ling, who instigated the civil war!"

The mysterious person nodded slowly, "Indeed, just prepare for the battle without worry. If Luo Sha Kingdom attacks, let Ye Ling lead troops to defend it!"

Even though the mysterious person did not show his face, there was a hint of cunning in his voice.

"If they don't go, it will be neglecting Luo Sha Kingdom's invasion of the Dragon Kingdom's territory, which could be construed as treason..."

Xiao Yun nodded, "Understood."

Since he had accepted the war challenge and the time was set for three days hence, he must now contact the two legions that had surrendered to him.

"Dispatch someone immediately to inform the seventh and eighth legions to muster their troops. They must all arrive at the court by tomorrow night at the latest, ready to follow me to Sky Desert River in three days!"

"Yes!"

...

In Northern Liao, it is a world belonging to ice and snow, where mountains and rivers have long been conquered by the frost.

Everywhere there are ice rivers, glaciers, and snow-capped mountains.

Seated cross-legged beneath the stretch of glaciers, a naked man soaks up the heavens, his aura as formidable as a dragon, stirring a small storm around him.

The falling snowflakes from the sky and the snow upon the ground danced rhythmically to his breathing, as though swaying and swirling with every inhale and exhale.

His breathing seemed to merge with the entirety of the glacier...