Chapter 1135 - The Monarch Race’s Demeanour

Chapter 1135: The Monarch Race’s Demeanour
Translator: 
Exodus Tales 
 Editor: 
Exodus Tales

After Ming Wenque died fighting in the war, the survivors of the Diming Clan and the others were being chased towards the Southern Heaven Gate and the captured Wuming Clan’s soldiers were also being chased towards the gate, following right behind the Diming Clan.
The Heaven Court’s reinforcement marched right out of the Southern Heaven Gate in the meantime. Throughout the way, Zhong Yue sent scouts to locate the Heaven Court’s reinforcement and upon identifying their location, he would chase the Diming Clan’s survivors towards that direction.
At the same time, the commander of the Heaven Court’s reinforcements had already received word about the annihilation of both the Diming and Wuming Clan, leaving him struck by the tragic news and the clueless commander hurriedly contacted Mo Yin.
Far away, Mo Yin, who had also received the report, was also stunned. He sought after Consort Tian Si only to find out that she was already gone.
Cold sweat started dripping down his forehead. The defeat of the two monarch clans happened too quickly that he couldn’t even react. He very well knew what was Zhong Yue after; Zhong Yue was using the defeated soldiers to disrupt the formation of his army. Once the formation could no longer be maintained, an opening will appear for Zhong Yue.


Once Zhong Yue had his chance, his momentum would only snowball as he mowed everything down.
But Mo Yin definitely couldn’t give the order to strike down the incoming Diming and Wuming Clan’s survivors trying to seek shelter, after all, these were the races of both Heavenly Monarch and Goddess Shen Hou. Once he killed them all, he would die even if he won the war!
Who would even dare to execute such order?
Speed was a critical aspect of military warfare, and Zhong Yue excelled in this. His army marched with lightning speed, giving his enemies no time to catch their breath. He plowed through his targets and routed two great monarch races’ sacred grounds! It truly was terrifying!
Zhong Yue, of course, had prepared himself long before and that was the sole reason why his army managed to depart with minimum weight and maximum speed. Whereas Mo Yin’s army and the Heaven Court’s reinforcements took three whole days to prepare. And that was only assembling the army, in addition to traveling time, they would need at least half a month.
And that was all Zhong Yue needed to destroy the Diming and Wuming Clan, nothing more, nothing less!

Tian Si is useless now, so is Mister Wuji! We can’t drag this any longer or the survivors will make contact with the reinforcements! When that happens, defeat will be inevitable!

Mo Yin calmed himself down and started contacting the sixth prince located in the Diming Clan. Right at the front were the princes and princesses who died protecting their people amidst the chaos, ending their fate tragically. And now, it was up to the sixth prince, Ming Wenshu, to protect their people.

Your Royal Highness, how far is King Yi’s army from you?
asked Mo Yin upon getting in touch with Ming Wenshu.

About a star’s distance away.
replied Ming Wenshu after he turned around to check.



A star’s distance?

The reply troubled Mo Yin a little, A star’s distance? It takes only about two hours for King Yi to cover this distance, such a long time would suffice for the reinforcements to take in the Diming Clan’s survivors and ready themselves for the approaching army. Strange… King Yi definitely won’t make such a simple mistake so, what is he after?

Suddenly, a thought struck Mo Yin and he quickly asked again,
Then how far are the Wuming Clan’s survivors from you?


Half a star’s distance.
replied Ming Wenshu.
Finally knowing what Zhong Yue was after, a cold chill crept down Mo Yin’s spine and his eyes twitched; if the reinforcements came into contact with Diming Clan first, the reinforcements would have to take them in to help them settle down, but the Wuming Clan would arrive right when Diming Clan was slowly being taken in, further dividing the reinforcements’ manpower. Amidst all this, Zhong Yue’s army would come charging with unstoppable speed and crush them for good!

Your Highness!

Mo Yin’s eyes twitched and he bit his lips,
Once you run into the reinforcements, let them take in everyone except for the warriors, they need to stay behind to cover your back!

Ming Wenshu was slightly puzzled by this decision but that did not stop Mo Yin from talking,
I need you to turn back and stall King Yi’s army as long as you can!

Ming Wenshu’s heart tightened, for he understood what was about to happen if he didn’t follow suit. Moments of silence later, he bitterly mumbled,
Mister, are we to sacrifice in order to preserve our race? So that it would not go extinct?

As much as Mo Yin hated this cruel decision, he nodded and continued still,
Bring the elites and stall King Yi’s movements, buy your people the time they need and also the time needed for the reinforcements to get ready. Only this will you be able to secure a future for your race, the reinforcements and also the Heaven Court.



The muscles on Ming Wenshu’s cheeks shuddered,
And what if the Wuming Clan’s survivors arrived? They are right behind us, if they come squeezing in at once, we won’t be able to do much.

Mo Yin remained silent and bitterly said,
I need you to kill them all.

Hearing this, the prince shook as he mindlessly murmured,
So I am the one that will shoulder this sin….


No, what you bear is contribution, a selfless contribution that saves us from being wiped out.
replied Mo Yin.
Ming Wenshu’s eyes lit up slowly and he smiled,
Mister Mo, be honest with me, how many of us will live?


No one, but your child can.
replied Mo Yin after keeping quiet for some time.

This is all I need!

Ming Wenshu stood up, and took the totem pillar away as his tears evaporated from his eyes with his energy. His vision shifted to his exhausted brothers, sisters and child. He said hoarsely,
Anyone who is a Heavenly Deity or above and still able to fight, come with me! The rest, continue the journey and meet with the Heaven Court’s reinforcement!

The Heavenly Deities, True Deities, Deity Overlords, Deity Emperors, Creators and Imperial Emperors silently took a step forward and a young god asked,
Father, do I have to go too?

Ming Wenshu looked at this young god gently and lovingly, and hesitated for a second before he burst out laughing,
Yes, come with me! It’s been too long since you and I have been together, I’ve spent little time with you and every time you came to me, I would always chase you away. But deep down, I am proud of you son, for what you have achieved. It’s just that I couldn’t bring myself to show you my soft side. Today, we will fight together! Your wife is pregnant as well, isn’t she?



The young god nodded and happily said,
Seven months!


Good, good!

Ming Wenshu bit his lips and smiled later,
Good, follow behind me closely! I reckon this is the last time we will be able to spend time together….

Gradually, the reinforcements entered their vision and Ming Wenshu had the remaining soldiers escort the people to the reinforcements before he rallied his men,
Do you fear death?

The many gods from Diming Clan looked at each other empty-minded and a voice softly mumbled,
No….


But I do!

Ming Wenshu drew the sword hanging on his waist and shouted angrily,
I do! But right behind us are our children, our wives, they fear death even more than we do! Brothers and sisters, follow me! Stay with me!

The sword was pointed towards the front,
Fear no more! We will march fearlessly to death, so that our wives and children will live to see the day after tomorrow!


We are of the monarch race!


Our father, ancestors, is an almighty Heavenly Monarch, supreme ruler of this universe! Where are our backbones? Stand up straight and face death alongside with me! There will be no retreat for Diming Clan!




Charge!

….
The morale was boosted by the speech and the Diming Clan’s warriors turned around, charged towards Zhong Yue’s army, quickly approaching Wuming Clan’s survivors and Ming Wenshu shouted angrily,
Gods that are Heavenly Deity and above, listen! I need you all to follow me and stall the pursuers so that our children can live!

Yet, his words were ineffective as the Wuming Clan was shattered already, the survivors didn’t listen to Ming Wenshu as they persistently ran towards the Heaven Court’s army. Seeing this, Ming Wenshu clenched his fist and roared,
Warriors of Diming Clan, if they even dare to disrupt the reinforcements’ formations, our wives and children will die before King Yi’s stampede! If the reinforcements won’t strike them down, we will!

The warriors were all stunned, finding it hard to believe what their commander ordered, but Ming Wenshu was already one step ahead, charging into the ranks of the Wuming Clan’s survivors, striking them down, giving his men no choice but to follow!
Diming Clan and Wuming Clan, they were on good terms, but now, an internal conflict rose.
Accusations, questions, and scoldings entered Ming Wenshu’s ears, but he could not bother any less as he continued striking down the survivors, killing his own people!
Mercy and pity were completely casted aside, for if he held back, he risked the Diming Clan’s extinction!
Shrieks were everywhere, wails and cries inundated the ears until finally, the Wuming Clan splintered apart once more as the survivors scattered in fear.
Ming Wenshu organized his men again and was met with the phalanx of soldiers of the Heaven Breaching Fortress that marched towards them in a steady and strict formation. Compared to them, the Diming Clan’s warriors were a bunch of barbarians.
Like a mantis trying to block a rolling cart.
But they had no other choice!
Ming Wenshu lowered his head and looked at his son standing right beside him. A melancholic smile spread across his bloodied face,
Do you think it’s a boy or a girl? That child in your wife’s stomach.


A boy! If its a girl, she would be married to someone and I don’t like that.

His son gave him an honest smile and continued,
I always wanted to check with my divine eyes but she wouldn’t give in, she says that there would be more surprise when she gave birth to the child later on. It might also be a pair of twins? If only I could have a look at my child when my wife gives birth…

Ming Wenshu smiled,
Aren’t you being too greedy? Boy, King Yi’s army is here, stick close to me, I wish to take one last look at you when I die.

His son nodded and smiled,
In my next life, I want to become your son again.

Ming Wenshu nodded, took in a deep breath, activated the monarch weapon and shouted,
Warriors of the Diming Clan, advance!

On the other side, on the ancient ship, Zhong Yue was moved to see the Diming Clan’s selflessness in the face of imminent death. All of them were charging towards his troops despite knowing that there would be no returning. He praised,
Diming Clan is indeed the Heavenly Monarch’s race, they have the quality of bravery, loyalty, and selflessness! No wonder Di Ming managed to become the Heavenly Monarch. His people did not fail him.

The commanders and generals nodded with mixed emotions, the fact that Heavenly Di Ming managed to sit on that throne told the world that he was outstanding, but it wouldn’t be possible if the foundation he stood on was weak.
Hardening his expression once again, Zhong Yue ordered calmly,
Then we will send them off with the dignity they deserve. Men, end their suffering! Bring out the monarch weapons!

Chapter 1135: The Monarch Race’s Demeanour
Translator: 
Exodus Tales 
 Editor: 
Exodus Tales

After Ming Wenque died fighting in the war, the survivors of the Diming Clan and the others were being chased towards the Southern Heaven Gate and the captured Wuming Clan’s soldiers were also being chased towards the gate, following right behind the Diming Clan.
The Heaven Court’s reinforcement marched right out of the Southern Heaven Gate in the meantime. Throughout the way, Zhong Yue sent scouts to locate the Heaven Court’s reinforcement and upon identifying their location, he would chase the Diming Clan’s survivors towards that direction.
At the same time, the commander of the Heaven Court’s reinforcements had already received word about the annihilation of both the Diming and Wuming Clan, leaving him struck by the tragic news and the clueless commander hurriedly contacted Mo Yin.
Far away, Mo Yin, who had also received the report, was also stunned. He sought after Consort Tian Si only to find out that she was already gone.
Cold sweat started dripping down his forehead. The defeat of the two monarch clans happened too quickly that he couldn’t even react. He very well knew what was Zhong Yue after; Zhong Yue was using the defeated soldiers to disrupt the formation of his army. Once the formation could no longer be maintained, an opening will appear for Zhong Yue.


Once Zhong Yue had his chance, his momentum would only snowball as he mowed everything down.
But Mo Yin definitely couldn’t give the order to strike down the incoming Diming and Wuming Clan’s survivors trying to seek shelter, after all, these were the races of both Heavenly Monarch and Goddess Shen Hou. Once he killed them all, he would die even if he won the war!
Who would even dare to execute such order?
Speed was a critical aspect of military warfare, and Zhong Yue excelled in this. His army marched with lightning speed, giving his enemies no time to catch their breath. He plowed through his targets and routed two great monarch races’ sacred grounds! It truly was terrifying!
Zhong Yue, of course, had prepared himself long before and that was the sole reason why his army managed to depart with minimum weight and maximum speed. Whereas Mo Yin’s army and the Heaven Court’s reinforcements took three whole days to prepare. And that was only assembling the army, in addition to traveling time, they would need at least half a month.
And that was all Zhong Yue needed to destroy the Diming and Wuming Clan, nothing more, nothing less!

Tian Si is useless now, so is Mister Wuji! We can’t drag this any longer or the survivors will make contact with the reinforcements! When that happens, defeat will be inevitable!

Mo Yin calmed himself down and started contacting the sixth prince located in the Diming Clan. Right at the front were the princes and princesses who died protecting their people amidst the chaos, ending their fate tragically. And now, it was up to the sixth prince, Ming Wenshu, to protect their people.

Your Royal Highness, how far is King Yi’s army from you?
asked Mo Yin upon getting in touch with Ming Wenshu.

About a star’s distance away.
replied Ming Wenshu after he turned around to check.



A star’s distance?

The reply troubled Mo Yin a little, A star’s distance? It takes only about two hours for King Yi to cover this distance, such a long time would suffice for the reinforcements to take in the Diming Clan’s survivors and ready themselves for the approaching army. Strange… King Yi definitely won’t make such a simple mistake so, what is he after?

Suddenly, a thought struck Mo Yin and he quickly asked again,
Then how far are the Wuming Clan’s survivors from you?


Half a star’s distance.
replied Ming Wenshu.
Finally knowing what Zhong Yue was after, a cold chill crept down Mo Yin’s spine and his eyes twitched; if the reinforcements came into contact with Diming Clan first, the reinforcements would have to take them in to help them settle down, but the Wuming Clan would arrive right when Diming Clan was slowly being taken in, further dividing the reinforcements’ manpower. Amidst all this, Zhong Yue’s army would come charging with unstoppable speed and crush them for good!

Your Highness!

Mo Yin’s eyes twitched and he bit his lips,
Once you run into the reinforcements, let them take in everyone except for the warriors, they need to stay behind to cover your back!

Ming Wenshu was slightly puzzled by this decision but that did not stop Mo Yin from talking,
I need you to turn back and stall King Yi’s army as long as you can!

Ming Wenshu’s heart tightened, for he understood what was about to happen if he didn’t follow suit. Moments of silence later, he bitterly mumbled,
Mister, are we to sacrifice in order to preserve our race? So that it would not go extinct?

As much as Mo Yin hated this cruel decision, he nodded and continued still,
Bring the elites and stall King Yi’s movements, buy your people the time they need and also the time needed for the reinforcements to get ready. Only this will you be able to secure a future for your race, the reinforcements and also the Heaven Court.



The muscles on Ming Wenshu’s cheeks shuddered,
And what if the Wuming Clan’s survivors arrived? They are right behind us, if they come squeezing in at once, we won’t be able to do much.

Mo Yin remained silent and bitterly said,
I need you to kill them all.

Hearing this, the prince shook as he mindlessly murmured,
So I am the one that will shoulder this sin….


No, what you bear is contribution, a selfless contribution that saves us from being wiped out.
replied Mo Yin.
Ming Wenshu’s eyes lit up slowly and he smiled,
Mister Mo, be honest with me, how many of us will live?


No one, but your child can.
replied Mo Yin after keeping quiet for some time.

This is all I need!

Ming Wenshu stood up, and took the totem pillar away as his tears evaporated from his eyes with his energy. His vision shifted to his exhausted brothers, sisters and child. He said hoarsely,
Anyone who is a Heavenly Deity or above and still able to fight, come with me! The rest, continue the journey and meet with the Heaven Court’s reinforcement!

The Heavenly Deities, True Deities, Deity Overlords, Deity Emperors, Creators and Imperial Emperors silently took a step forward and a young god asked,
Father, do I have to go too?

Ming Wenshu looked at this young god gently and lovingly, and hesitated for a second before he burst out laughing,
Yes, come with me! It’s been too long since you and I have been together, I’ve spent little time with you and every time you came to me, I would always chase you away. But deep down, I am proud of you son, for what you have achieved. It’s just that I couldn’t bring myself to show you my soft side. Today, we will fight together! Your wife is pregnant as well, isn’t she?



The young god nodded and happily said,
Seven months!


Good, good!

Ming Wenshu bit his lips and smiled later,
Good, follow behind me closely! I reckon this is the last time we will be able to spend time together….

Gradually, the reinforcements entered their vision and Ming Wenshu had the remaining soldiers escort the people to the reinforcements before he rallied his men,
Do you fear death?

The many gods from Diming Clan looked at each other empty-minded and a voice softly mumbled,
No….


But I do!

Ming Wenshu drew the sword hanging on his waist and shouted angrily,
I do! But right behind us are our children, our wives, they fear death even more than we do! Brothers and sisters, follow me! Stay with me!

The sword was pointed towards the front,
Fear no more! We will march fearlessly to death, so that our wives and children will live to see the day after tomorrow!


We are of the monarch race!


Our father, ancestors, is an almighty Heavenly Monarch, supreme ruler of this universe! Where are our backbones? Stand up straight and face death alongside with me! There will be no retreat for Diming Clan!




Charge!

….
The morale was boosted by the speech and the Diming Clan’s warriors turned around, charged towards Zhong Yue’s army, quickly approaching Wuming Clan’s survivors and Ming Wenshu shouted angrily,
Gods that are Heavenly Deity and above, listen! I need you all to follow me and stall the pursuers so that our children can live!

Yet, his words were ineffective as the Wuming Clan was shattered already, the survivors didn’t listen to Ming Wenshu as they persistently ran towards the Heaven Court’s army. Seeing this, Ming Wenshu clenched his fist and roared,
Warriors of Diming Clan, if they even dare to disrupt the reinforcements’ formations, our wives and children will die before King Yi’s stampede! If the reinforcements won’t strike them down, we will!

The warriors were all stunned, finding it hard to believe what their commander ordered, but Ming Wenshu was already one step ahead, charging into the ranks of the Wuming Clan’s survivors, striking them down, giving his men no choice but to follow!
Diming Clan and Wuming Clan, they were on good terms, but now, an internal conflict rose.
Accusations, questions, and scoldings entered Ming Wenshu’s ears, but he could not bother any less as he continued striking down the survivors, killing his own people!
Mercy and pity were completely casted aside, for if he held back, he risked the Diming Clan’s extinction!
Shrieks were everywhere, wails and cries inundated the ears until finally, the Wuming Clan splintered apart once more as the survivors scattered in fear.
Ming Wenshu organized his men again and was met with the phalanx of soldiers of the Heaven Breaching Fortress that marched towards them in a steady and strict formation. Compared to them, the Diming Clan’s warriors were a bunch of barbarians.
Like a mantis trying to block a rolling cart.
But they had no other choice!
Ming Wenshu lowered his head and looked at his son standing right beside him. A melancholic smile spread across his bloodied face,
Do you think it’s a boy or a girl? That child in your wife’s stomach.


A boy! If its a girl, she would be married to someone and I don’t like that.

His son gave him an honest smile and continued,
I always wanted to check with my divine eyes but she wouldn’t give in, she says that there would be more surprise when she gave birth to the child later on. It might also be a pair of twins? If only I could have a look at my child when my wife gives birth…

Ming Wenshu smiled,
Aren’t you being too greedy? Boy, King Yi’s army is here, stick close to me, I wish to take one last look at you when I die.

His son nodded and smiled,
In my next life, I want to become your son again.

Ming Wenshu nodded, took in a deep breath, activated the monarch weapon and shouted,
Warriors of the Diming Clan, advance!

On the other side, on the ancient ship, Zhong Yue was moved to see the Diming Clan’s selflessness in the face of imminent death. All of them were charging towards his troops despite knowing that there would be no returning. He praised,
Diming Clan is indeed the Heavenly Monarch’s race, they have the quality of bravery, loyalty, and selflessness! No wonder Di Ming managed to become the Heavenly Monarch. His people did not fail him.

The commanders and generals nodded with mixed emotions, the fact that Heavenly Di Ming managed to sit on that throne told the world that he was outstanding, but it wouldn’t be possible if the foundation he stood on was weak.
Hardening his expression once again, Zhong Yue ordered calmly,
Then we will send them off with the dignity they deserve. Men, end their suffering! Bring out the monarch weapons!