Chapter 69 I Have a Suggestion
Chapter 69 I Have a Suggestion
"Eagle King, forces from six major factions have been spotted ten miles away!"
Upon hearing the report from his followers, Yin Tianzheng, who was chatting happily with Zhang Wuji, instantly turned pale.
"How many troops are there?"
"About a thousand people."
Yin Tianzheng winked at Wei Yixiao, signaling him to take Zhang Wuji away.
Wei Yixiao immediately walked over with a smile.
"Wuji, I'm your maternal uncle, Wei. Your maternal grandfather is currently handling sect affairs. Let me take you somewhere else to have some fun..."
Seeing the two leave, Yin Tianzheng immediately began making arrangements, which echoed throughout the main hall.
"Immediately summon the flag bearers of the Five Elements Flags to the palace for a meeting."
"Yes, Eagle King."
The followers clasped their hands in acceptance and turned to run away quickly.
"What are your plans to do?"
A voice suddenly appeared, and even with his profound cultivation, he was almost startled.
Yin Tianzheng: (≖_≖)
They appear and disappear without a trace.
"Young Master Chen, what's wrong?"
As he spoke, he glanced at Xiao Zhao.
Chen Yuan waved his hand.
"Of course not."
He then changed the subject.
"I heard the six major sects are going to besiege Bright Peak?"
The church members were speaking quite loudly, so it's not surprising that Chen Yuan could hear them.
Yin Tianzheng nodded.
"That is indeed true."
He suddenly thought of something, and his tone became serious.
"Young Master Chen, if the Ming Cult is defeated in this battle, there is something I would like to ask of you."
"What is it?"
"Please make sure Wuji is safe and well, and send him back to Wudang."
Upon hearing this, Chen Yuan gave Yin Tianzheng a look that seemed to ask, "Are you alright?" and looked him up and down.
"I brought him out of Wudang, and now you want me to send him back?"
"Besides, who says you're bound to lose this battle?"
"That's not necessarily true."
Yin Tianzheng said this, but his expression was not relaxed.
At this moment, the flag bearer of the Five Elements Flag entered the main hall.
They wore five-colored outfits: yellow, white, red, green, and black, each color distinct, corresponding to the five banners of Earth, Metal, Fire, Wood, and Flood.
The five people knelt on one knee and clasped their hands in a salute.
"Greetings, Eagle King!"
"Please rise, everyone."
Yin Tianzheng's expression was solemn.
"I believe that all the flag bearers are already aware that the forces of the six major sects have appeared ten miles away from the foot of Bright Peak."
The five envoys nodded in unison, their expressions solemn.
"They will probably go up the mountain tomorrow and attack Bright Peak."
Yin Tianzheng walked slowly with his hands behind his back.
"Tonight, you must set up the Five Elements Formation at the foot of the mountain."
"I want half of them to die before they even reach the mountainside!"
Chen Yuan sized up the five flag bearers.
In the original work, each of the five elemental flags has its own strengths.
Each member of the Ruijin Banner sect was equipped with a bow and arrow, a long javelin, and a short throwing axe, and they were always accurate.
The Giant Tree Banner is skilled in using giant trees. Ten men carry one giant tree, each weighing a thousand catties. Iron hooks are attached to the trees, and each man holds onto one hook. By throwing the giant tree, the enemy soldiers can be crushed to death.
The flood flag weapon is a water sprayer; the water is highly toxic and will cause uncontrollable skin ulceration if it comes into contact with the skin.
The fiery flag causes the injector to spray oil, which is then ignited with sulfur fireballs.
Hou Tuqi is an engineering corps, skilled in digging tunnels and launching surprise attacks.
In the movie, the Five Elements Flags differ slightly from the original story, but they are still a valuable asset in military campaigns.
It can inflict heavy casualties on numerous martial arts masters, let alone ordinary Yuan soldiers.
The Five Elements Banner will inevitably become an important force in the fight against the Yuan Dynasty in the future, and we must not allow them to suffer too many casualties in tomorrow's battle.
Chen Yuan's mind raced, and he asked aloud.
"Eagle King, why did the six major sects suddenly besiege Bright Peak?"
According to the plot, Zhang Wuji should be at least sixteen or seventeen years old, right?
The wind force of his butterfly wings is that strong?!
Upon hearing this, the flag bearer of the Ruijin Banner looked up. Seeing that Yin Tianzheng did not answer, he boldly spoke.
"Young master, you may not know this, but although these six major sects claim to be prestigious and righteous, they do many despicable things behind the scenes."
"There's no reason why they would do something like this."
"On the contrary, it was premeditated."
Yin Tianzheng glanced at the flag bearer of the Ruijin Banner with a deep look in his eyes, remained silent for a moment, and finally spoke slowly.
"The six major sects came for the Dragon-Slaying Saber."
"The Dragon-Slaying Saber?"
Chen Yuan sounded surprised.
"Isn't the Dragon-Slaying Saber with Xie Xun?"
"How did you find this place?"
Upon hearing this, Yin Tianzheng seemed to realize something, and his gaze became somewhat strange.
"Speaking of which, this matter is also somewhat related to Young Master Chen."
As he spoke, he slowly recounted the whole story.
From the news of Xie Xun's whereabouts to the six major sects rushing to Icefire Island only to find nothing, it was finally concluded that the Ming Cult had rescued Xie Xun.
Chen Yuan: (⊙﹃⊙)
"I didn't expect you to be so well-informed. You must have planted quite a few spies among the six major sects, right?"
Yin Tianzheng: (≖_≖)
"If that were true, I wouldn't be having such a headache right now."
"The problem is that I only found out afterward that Xie Xun had been hiding on Icefire Island all along."
"But now rumors are circulating in the martial arts world that Xie Xun has already been secretly brought back to our Ming Cult headquarters?"
"The strangeness of this matter has kept me awake at night."
"I always felt... there was an invisible hand stirring things up behind the scenes."
Chen Yuan: (º﹃º)
For some reason, he felt a little envious.
The person behind this is quite capable.
"I understand."
Chen Yuan revealed that familiar smile, full of confidence.
"You're right, Eagle King, there is indeed someone pulling the strings behind this."
"Who is it?!"
A glint of light flashed in Yin Tianzheng's eyes.
The five flag bearers also looked up abruptly, their gazes fixed on Chen Yuan.
Chen Yuan kept everyone in suspense.
We'll find out tomorrow.
"But before that, I have a suggestion regarding tomorrow's operation..."
He laid out his entire plan.
After hearing Chen Yuan's explanation, Yin Tianzheng looked somewhat troubled.
"this..."
"Stop arguing, just listen to me. If anything goes wrong, I'll take responsibility!"
Chen Yuan patted his chest and began to reason with him and appeal to his emotions.
"Eagle King, you don't want to see your brothers lying dead on the battlefield tomorrow, do you?"
Yin Tianzheng's body jolted violently.
He stared at Chen Yuan for a long time, his gaze sweeping over the five flag bearers, his eyes filled with a complex mix of struggle.
Finally, he gritted his teeth and squeezed out a single word.
"OK!"
"Alright, I'll go back to my studies now."
Chen Yuan turned and walked towards Xiao Zhao.
Hurry up and master the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth; then you'll have a better chance of success tomorrow.
However, while Xiao Zhao was translating diligently, Chen Yuan suddenly caught a glimpse of a hole in the second floor of the main hall.
He stared at the hole he had cut himself.
Chen Yuan suddenly remembered something.
......
the next morning.
The camps of the six major sects are located ten miles away from the foot of Bright Summit.
All forces have assembled, swords drawn, banners fluttering in the wind.
However, the gap between the Wudang sect's location and the Kunlun and Kongtong sects on the left and right sides was noticeably wider than usual, as if there was an invisible chasm.
The arguments and suspicions that took place in the tent last night have clearly transformed into a real rift during this brief period of rest.
Abbot Kongwen of Shaolin Temple slowly walked to the front of the formation.
He wore a kasaya, held a staff, and calmly swept his gaze across the dark mass of people and the majestic mountain in the distance.
The mountain wind howled, stirring up sand and dust.
Master Kongwen took a deep breath, his voice booming like a bell, carrying profound inner strength, clearly reaching everyone's ears:
Fellow practitioners—
"The day is the day to annihilate the evil cult!"
"Set off!!"
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