Chapter 2150 - The War Stirs; the Countries Declare War!

Chapter 2150: The War Stirs; the Countries Declare War! Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
The baptism of the black dragon’s crimson eyes and the pillar of black energy caused An Yaluoshan to rapidly grow stronger.
In just a few moments, a spatial passage opened up above An Yaluoshan’s head, golden Subtle realm energy surging down like a waterfall.
The Subtle realm!
It took only a few seconds for An Yaluoshan to break into the Subtle realm.
Unlike the Subtle realm strength that he had only managed to reach through the World Armor, An Yaluoshan had truly grown strong enough to break through the threshold.
This was a qualitative evolution.

Hahaha! Wonderful…

An Yaluoshan heartily laughed as he felt the boundless energy inside him.
He had never felt such powerful energy before. More importantly, he was continuing to get stronger and stronger.
A moment later, another ‘dragon breath’ spewed out, and An Yaluoshan’s body crackled with lightning. The energy descending from the heavens condensed into a slender black dragon that coiled around An Yaluoshan, bolstering his domineering aura and endowing him with the faint aura of a sovereign.
Those around him had yet to sense it, but on the ground, Gao Shang, who had been observing An Yaluoshan this entire time, gave a slight nod of approval.
Success! Starting from now, the fates of these two are finally one. The black dragon is His Excellency and His Excellency is the black dragon! Gao Shang thought to himself.
Although An Yaluoshan had possessed the destiny of the black dragon before, the connection between the two of them had not been sturdy. If something had happened to Youzhou or some second rebellious faction had appeared, the black dragon might have moved to another person.
But when that crimson energy descended on An Yaluoshan, everything became set in stone.
The black dragon could only be An Yaluoshan.
And An Yaluoshan was now fated to be the True Dragon Son of Heaven, the master of the Central Plains!
Bang!
After some time, An Yaluoshan suddenly punched, sending out a black torrent of energy suffused with golden light. It traveled several thousand feet, distorting space wherever it went, even creating a long, black spatial fissure.
This majestic energy was far beyond the Great General level and could leave any expert frightened.
An Yaluoshan, wearing the World Armor, radiated a vast sea of astonishing energy.

Wang Chong, I’ll definitely repay my humiliations to you by one hundred times. This time, you won’t have a single chance. I’ll tear apart your fortress, your Great Tang, and Li Heng into pieces!

An Yaluoshan brazenly laughed, his body exuding excitement.
Gao Shang immediately went up to An Yaluoshan’s side, raised his robe, and got down on his knees.

Master, now is the moment!

Cui Qianyou, Tian Qianzhen, and Tian Chengsi immediately understood what was going on, excitedly coming forward and prostrating.

Master, today is the day for your grand aspiration to be fulfilled!


Master, let’s begin the war!

Rumble!
As if they had heard these calls, all the six-hundred-thousand-some soldiers of Youzhou got down on their knees and called out in unison.

Master!


Master!


Master!

A great roar swept through the world.
An Yaluoshan was their master, and just as the sky could not have two suns, a man could not have two masters. From the moment these people had decided to call An Yaluoshan their master, his intentions had been exposed.
Now, they no longer needed to hide their ambitions.
The world fell silent.
Standing atop the Andong Protectorate headquarters, An Yaluoshan looked down at all the tens of thousands of kneeling soldiers, as well as the Yeluohe standing atop the distant mountains, and he felt his soldiers and his subordinates blazing with energy.
Whoosh!
An Yaluoshan let out a long sigh, but deep down, his ambition swept through him like a wildfire, no longer able to be suppressed.
Clang!
Above the Andong Protectorate headquarters, there was a cold flash of light. A moment later, An Yaluoshan pulled out his sword and pointed it upward.

All soldiers, hear my order! The fortune of the Great Tang is spent, and today, we execute Wang Chong and cut down the tyrant! We fight!!!
An Yaluoshan roared.
Like oil had been spilled on a flame, the six hundred thousand Youzhou cavalry immediately erupted in a frenzy.

Fight! Fight! Fight!


Fight! Fight! Fight!


Fight! Fight! Fight!

Excited bellows resounded through the world.
With pride swelling in his heart, An Yaluoshan heartily laughed.
All his subordinates were gathered, and an army of hundreds of thousands of soldiers waited at his command. With such a majestic momentum, was there anything he could not do?

Move out!

With this order, all of Youzhou began to shake and sway, hundreds of thousands of cavalry rumbling toward the alliance’s gathering point.
Meanwhile, in the Goguryeo Empire…
Yeon Gaesomun, six black sabers on his back, stood atop the walls of Hwando.
Although Goguryeo was a small country compared to the Great Tang, and Yeon Gaesomun was no True Dragon, Son of Heaven, Yeon Gaesomun was still a sovereign and possessed a faint sliver of Dragon Qi. When the world fell into turmoil and the heavens shifted, Yeon Gaesomun had sensed the weakening of the Central Plains Dragon Qi and the surge of Dragon Qi in Youzhou.
This waning and waxing was a sign to Yeon Gaesomun.

This day has finally come!

Yeon Gaesomun’s body erupted with energy as he snapped his fingers, instantly obliterating An Yaluoshan’s letter, sending countless bits of paper drifting down from the walls like snow.
Below the walls, a sea of Goguryeon soldiers stood like statues, their cold armor radiating killing intent amidst the biting winds.
All of them were awaiting Yeon Gaesomun’s order.
Clang!
With a clang, Goguryeo Emperor Yeon Gaesomun pulled out his sword and pointed it at the Central Plains, releasing the voice he had suppressed for several decades.

Pass on my order! I, Yeon Gaesomun, Emperor of Goguryeo, formally declare war against the Great Tang!


Fight!


Fight!


Fight!

Beneath the walls of Hwando, one million Goguryeon soldiers raised their weapons and roared.
Bongbongbong!
War drums boomed and armor clattered as the Goguryeo’s million-man army began to move out!
……
In a tent in the Eastern Turkic Khaganate, a muscular figure got down on one knee and loudly said,
Khagan, Goguryeo has sent the signal!


Hahaha, is that so? Yeon Gaesomun, you’re truly an impatient one!

Ozmish Khagan, wearing a cape of white fox fur, brazenly laughed as he slowly stood up from his throne. As he did, his body erupted with energy.
Ozmish Khagan’s eyes quickly turned to a Turkic man in front of him.

Tiechi Bileli, I must trouble you this time!


This general will go!

Tiechi Bileli bowed, and his right fist thumped against his left breast. His eyes turned steely as he stood up.
Lifting the tent flap, Tiechi Bileli walked out of the tent.

Great General!

Outside, two of the Khagan’s personal guards bowed to Tiechi Bileli.
But Tiechi Bileli cared little about them.
Tiechi Bileli surveyed the world outside the tent.
From the summit, he could see that the world of the Eastern Turkic Khaganate had been turned into a world of ice and snow. And amidst the whiteness were countless Eastern Turkic cavalry, a vast army that extended to the horizon.
At this moment, all the cavalry looked up toward him.
Nearby, the other Great Generals looked toward him, waiting for his order.
Tiechi Bileli’s eyes flashed as he spoke two words.

Move out!

Boom!
A moment later, the silent world suddenly came to life. Banners unfurled and warhorses neighed as the vast army of Eastern Turkic cavalry surged toward Youzhou.
At the same time, the Xi and Khitans also began to move out.
The Xi and Khitans were simply two great tribes, so they could not compare to the Eastern Turkic Khaganate and Goguryeo. But the fact that they were able to survive amidst the clashing countries of the northeast was proof enough of their strength. Although they were not great in number, their ferocity could match or exceed that of the other countries.

Kill!

In a snow-covered hall sat King Kuge, his face covered with a thick beard, part of which had been gathered into two braids that drooped down from the corners of his lips.
With a swing of his hand, he flourished his Khitan saber and roared.
At his side, a foreign woman of great charm suddenly rode forward upon a horse, capturing everyone’s attention.