Chapter 993: Three Bows of the Barbarian Race

foreseen circumstances.With the threat of the Heavenly Ancient and Light-Dark races gone, although the Creation Clan suffered heavy casualties, losing many of their people, they even stopped calling t...As soon as the words left her lips, Jiang Yun took a step forward, her figure vanishing from its original spot and appearing beside a towering ship suspended in the sky, its flag bearing the large character “Jiang”.

As the deputy general of the Barbarian tribe, second only to the Barbarian Elder and the tribal chief, according to the original plan of the three tribes' chiefs, it was intended for Jiang Yun to serve as the supreme commander and control the entire army of five million from the three tribes.

But he was rejected by Ginger Cloud!

Because Ginger Cloud knew in her heart that she could still manage training the army, she had never experienced a real battle of this magnitude, let alone commanding so many people to fight simultaneously.

My experience in this area, I'm afraid, probably doesn't even compare to that of Arai Kazuaki back then.

This is not a game, not an exercise, but five million lives!

If I were truly given command of this five million strong army, then this battle would likely be unnecessary.

Therefore, the Three Clans ultimately decided that Huang Lao would still serve as their leader, with one representative each from the Samsara Clan and the Chaos Clan assisting him.

As for Gingercloud, he was given a Sky-Piercing Ship all to himself, leading the ten thousand strong squad that had originally belonged to him, free to act as they pleased!

Looking at the sky-piercing ship that belonged to him, Jiang Yun walked onto it and sat cross-legged at the bow. His gaze was fixed on the ruined city below and the entire world spread out beneath him.

Although this is an illusion, Jiang Yun has spent nearly ten years here in this illusion.

Therefore, he had feelings for this deserted city, for the world of the desolate tribe, and for many people among the desolate tribe.

To be honest, he doesn't want to let go!

And now, he was probably seeing the city and world below for the last time—a place that in reality had long since vanished, along with those figures.

"Greetings, my lord!"

"Greetings, Master!"

In Jiang Yun's meditation, one familiar voice after another sounded in his ears.

Yi Zheng, Mo Fancheng and others successively boarded this sky-reaching ship, bowing respectfully to their former Guardian of the Wilderness and to Jiang Yun who had changed their destinies.

Ginger Cloud also smiled and nodded gently at each person, saying, "Feel free to find a seat!"

"Yes!"

Although Gingercloud allowed them to choose any spot to sit down, they still kept their formation of nine people in a group.

Especially Ji Zheng and Mo Fancheng and the other seven, they directly sat under Jiang Yun's body, firmly protecting Jiang Yun.

Watching their figures, Jiang Yun slowly closed his eyes.

He really can't bear to look any longer.

He still remembered, when he first arrived at the army camp, the scenes that happened when he first met these people.

When these ten thousand people sincerely addressed him with those four words, "Greetings, Sir," he originally intended to tell them, "From now on, I, Jiang [Surname], will share life and death with all of you!"

But the words died in his throat.

Because, he can't do it!

He cannot live with them, nor die with them.

All he could do was discard all the clutter in his mind, stand apart from this illusion, and focus intently on his own mission.

But, he can't do it either!

To the point where, at this very moment, he truly wishes this illusion were reality, hoping that after this great war, even if he were to depart, everything here could continue to exist.

I hope, no matter the outcome of this battle, I can personally tell each and every one of you who are willing to die for me down below — from now on, Ginger and you will live and die together!

Ginger Cloud remained silent, and everyone else followed suit. In this silence, more and more people began boarding the celestial ships.

This time, the transportation for the three clans' army was all provided by the Waste Clan.

The Waste Clan sent out a total of fifty-five Heaven Piercing Ships. Besides the three Clan Leaders, the Waste Old Man and other main commanders, as well as Jiang Yun who had one ship each, the remaining ships each housed 100,000 people.

Now, in the sky above this savage world, there are twenty-three sky ships.

After all the boats were filled with people, Arah-kun Yan and Arah Lao, along with their retinue of Arah Generals, also appeared in the sky.

And below, and on the celestial ship, all the people also looked up at them.

Heaven and earth were silent, not a single person dared to speak, nor even breathe loudly.

Huang Junyan's gaze swept slowly across every single person, and after truly taking in everyone, he spoke aloud: "Where are the true members of the Huang clan!"

All the members of the Waste Tribe, whether on ships, in the Waste City, or even in mid-air, including Elder Wastes and others, all responded in unison: "Present!"

"Let me pay homage to all the valiant soldiers!"

With both hands clasped in a fist, Huang Junyan bowed deeply to the millions of desolate soldiers.

This scene took everyone by surprise, leaving everyone stunned.

But immediately after, all the members of the Barbarian Clan understood and bowed deeply to the million Barbarian soldiers.

The voice of Lord Hou rang out once more: "Thank you all for everything you have done for my Hou clan!"

"Ahou here promises that from now on, those who are willing to continue staying in the Ahou clan will be considered members of our Ahou clan. Those who do not wish to stay, Ahou now grants you freedom!"

All members of the Wilderness Tribe also followed their leader, King Yan Qi, and said in unison, "Thank you!"

The millions of desolate soldiers, though also called the people of the Wasteland Clan, are in reality nothing more than slaves to the Wasteland Clan.

But at this moment, Huang Junyan's words and actions finally gave them a sense of recognition.

A million savage soldiers stood up abruptly, even Yi Zheng and the others were no exception. They all clasped their fists and bowed to the savage tribe members and Huangjunyan!

"I pledge allegiance to the tribe of the Wastelanders!"

Even as slaves, they had developed feelings for the tribe of wasteland, so they chose to remain within it.

Huang Junyan nodded, straightened his body, and once again spoke in a loud voice: "Where are all the Huangzu clan members!"

Here!

This time, all the members of the Waste Race, including millions of wasteland soldiers, answered in unison: “Yes!”

"Allow me to express my gratitude to all of you, fellow cultivators from beyond our borders!"

Ahuang Junyan clasped his hands in a salute and, with great respect, bowed deeply to the millions of cultivators who had joined the Ahuang clan's army after the military merit competition.

"Thank you all, fellow cultivators, for your help at this crucial moment. From now on, you will be my clan's eternal friends!"

After this battle, the Clan of Ruins will remain, and you all shall remain as well. Should you fall, the Clan of Ruins shall fall!

All the members of the Wild Race also bowed deeply and continued to follow the words of the Wild Monarch: "Thank you, fellow Daoists!"

Then the millions of foreign cultivators naturally all stood up and bowed back to the desolate clan!

With Huang Junyan's words, it was already worth it for them.

They will perish alongside the Savage Tribe!

After straightening up again, Huang Junyan spoke for the third time: "Where are all the members of the Huang clan!"

"Here!"

"Let me pay homage to Daoist Jiangyun!"

The king, Huang Junyan, bowed deeply with his hands clasped in front of him towards Jiang Yun, who had already stood up.

"Thank you, Jiang Yun Daoist. Without Daoist Jiang Yun, there would be no Wild Tribe today!"

"Words cannot express my gratitude. From this day forward, every member of the Huang Clan, including Huang Mo himself, will be at your command, Elder Jiang Yun!"

Thank you, Jiang Yun Daoist!

Hearing that earth-shattering voice of thanks, looking at the over a million figures deeply bowing before him.

Especially what Aohun Yan gave, made Jiang Yun not know what to say, could only similarly clasp his fist and, facing all these people, bowed deeply!

After standing up again, Huang Junyan continued to speak in a loud voice: "You all know quite a bit about this battle, and I don't need to repeat it."

"Today, I just want to tell you all, this battle, we are fighting to defend our homeland, to defend our loved ones!"

After this battle, I don't know how many people will be able to return alive, nor do I know if we can ultimately win. But all I want to tell you is——

"This battle, Huang has been waiting for too long, too long, so long that he can't wait to let the God-Slaying Temple see how powerful we are!"

"Ladies and gentlemen, are you ready"

After a moment of silence, everyone suddenly shouted in unison: "Ready!"

Suddenly, Hou Junyan pointed at the end of the sky with a finger and released a terrifying murderous aura: "Then, let us go to battle!"

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