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"No need. Please leave."

Seeing his resolute attitude, Young Master Nongying did not want to force him, so he said, "In that case, take care of yourselves."

Tuosang took a few steps when he heard a faint voice beside him: "Tuosang, you must hold on. Junyu is definitely looking for you. You must wait for her!"

That was because Young Master Nongying used the skill of "secret sound transmission," which only he could hear.

He stopped and turned around. Young Master Nongying smiled at him, nodded, and then turned and left.

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Chapter 179: The Great Calamity (5)

Tiema Temple.

One of the three most famous temples in this sacred land is now engulfed in flames, a scene of carnage and bloodshed.

Since the third watch of last night, Tiema Temple has been surrounded by tens of thousands of troops. By evening today, the iron hooves of Zanghan Chila Khan had broken through the temple gates. A raging fire completely engulfed the eaves, pavilions, and golden statues of Tiema Temple in a raging inferno, turning half the sky over Qinghai Lake, dozens of miles away, red.

The squares inside and outside the Iron Horse Temple were littered with the corpses of the Khan's army, piled high with the bodies of their fallen followers, severed limbs and broken pieces scattered everywhere. Several hundred followers who had rushed from near and far joined the more than a thousand monks of the Iron Horse Temple; after a day of fierce fighting, only a little over three hundred remained. The Red Gold Clan's army still numbered over two thousand, and now, these two thousand-strong force regrouped and charged towards the final hall.

Beneath the enormous sandalwood tree beside the main hall, a renowned holy monk of the Holy Palace was born, revered as a sacred object by all believers and the people. Now, this sandalwood tree has been felled seventeen or eighteen times, each blow penetrating deep into the tree's annual rings.

This was not only an action by the Lahan sect to eliminate Bokdo, but also a preemptive strike to destroy the Iron Horse Temple, leaving the Holy Palace isolated and paving the way for a future power grab. To this end, the Lahan sect secretly borrowed three thousand elite soldiers from the Red Gold tribe, disguised as Red Sect members, and deployed them in the battle.

This land was all too familiar. During her time with the Northwest Army, Junyu had traversed almost the entire terrain of Qinghai. Not far ahead lay Xining Prefecture, where Lin Baoshan, Zhang Yuan, Zhou Yida, and others were stationed. However, she absolutely refused to pass through there, so she took a detour.

At that moment, she reined in her horse and looked into the distance. The sky above Qinghai Lake was glowing red with firelight, which pointed towards Tiema Temple, thirty miles away. Without hesitation, she patted Xiaoshuai on the head, and Xiaoshuai took off running as fast as he could.

Burnt eaves, bricks, tiles, and rotten wood fell one after another, engulfed in flames. The flames made Xiao Shuai afraid to go any further. Jun Yu jumped off his horse and galloped in, bypassing one crowd of attackers after another, heading straight for the main hall under the sandalwood tree.

More than a dozen sharp blades attacked Junyu. In the midst of the melee, Junyu suddenly felt the pressure ease. Several of the attackers fell to the ground. On the other side, more than a dozen heavily armored cavalrymen swept in like autumn leaves. The leader was none other than Mr. Nongying, who wore a tall hat and wide belt.

The dozen or so elite soldiers of Phoenix Village were all drenched in sweat, their weapons stained with blood, and many had been injured to varying degrees. Even Young Master Nongying was disheveled, his hat askew, clearly indicating that he had been fighting for quite some time.

"gentlemen……"

Junyu was overjoyed, but several hundred more of Zanghan's army swarmed around her like locusts. Before Young Master Nongying could even answer her, he was already surrounded.

"Junyu, hurry into the main hall, Tuosang is inside... go quickly..."

Hearing the anxiety in his voice, Junyu had no more hesitation. She leaped out of the encirclement and headed straight for the main hall.

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Chapter 180: The Great Calamity (6)

Tiema Temple.

One of the three most famous temples in this sacred land is now engulfed in flames, a scene of carnage and bloodshed.

Since the third watch of last night, Tiema Temple has been surrounded by tens of thousands of troops. By evening today, the iron hooves of Zanghan Chila Khan had broken through the temple gates. A raging fire completely engulfed the eaves, pavilions, and golden statues of Tiema Temple in a raging inferno, turning half the sky over Qinghai Lake, dozens of miles away, red.

The squares inside and outside the Iron Horse Temple were littered with the corpses of the Khan's army, piled high with the bodies of their fallen followers, severed limbs and broken pieces scattered everywhere. Several hundred followers who had rushed from near and far joined the more than a thousand monks of the Iron Horse Temple; after a day of fierce fighting, only a little over three hundred remained. The Red Gold Clan's army still numbered over two thousand, and now, these two thousand-strong force regrouped and charged towards the final hall.

Beneath the enormous sandalwood tree beside the main hall, a renowned holy monk of the Holy Palace was born, revered as a sacred object by all believers and the people. Now, this sandalwood tree has been felled seventeen or eighteen times, each blow penetrating deep into the tree's annual rings.

This was not only an action by the Lahan sect to eliminate Bokdo, but also a preemptive strike to destroy the Iron Horse Temple, leaving the Holy Palace isolated and paving the way for a future power grab. To this end, the Lahan sect secretly borrowed three thousand elite soldiers from the Red Gold tribe, disguised as Red Sect members, and deployed them in the battle.

This land was all too familiar. During her time with the Northwest Army, Junyu had traversed almost the entire terrain of Qinghai. Not far ahead lay Xining Prefecture, where Lin Baoshan, Zhang Yuan, Zhou Yida, and others were stationed. However, she absolutely refused to pass through there, so she took a detour.

At that moment, she reined in her horse and looked into the distance. The sky above Qinghai Lake was glowing red with firelight, which pointed towards Tiema Temple, thirty miles away. Without hesitation, she patted Xiaoshuai on the head, and Xiaoshuai took off running as fast as he could.

Burnt eaves, bricks, tiles, and rotten wood fell one after another, engulfed in flames. The flames made Xiao Shuai afraid to go any further. Jun Yu jumped off his horse and galloped in, bypassing one crowd of attackers after another, heading straight for the main hall under the sandalwood tree.

More than a dozen sharp blades attacked Junyu. In the midst of the melee, Junyu suddenly felt the pressure ease. Several of the attackers fell to the ground. On the other side, more than a dozen heavily armored cavalrymen swept in like autumn leaves. The leader was none other than Mr. Nongying, who wore a tall hat and wide belt.

The dozen or so elite soldiers of Phoenix Village were all drenched in sweat, their weapons stained with blood, and many had been injured to varying degrees. Even Young Master Nongying was disheveled, his hat askew, clearly indicating that he had been fighting for quite some time.

"gentlemen……"

Junyu was overjoyed, but several hundred more of Zanghan's army swarmed around her like locusts. Before Young Master Nongying could even answer her, he was already surrounded.

"Junyu, hurry into the main hall, Tuosang is inside... go quickly..."

Hearing the anxiety in his voice, Junyu had no more hesitation. She leaped out of the encirclement and headed straight for the main hall.

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Chapter 181: Ruthless (1)

The ancient tree, thousands of years old, had been felled and crushed a corner of the side hall; the main hall in the center was engulfed in flames and littered with corpses. Looking around, one could see the cultists fighting fiercely, but there was no sign of Tuosang. Junyu brandished his longsword and charged into the fray, when suddenly he saw the tall figure of the abbot of Tiema Temple rush out of the main hall. At that moment, a pillar, burned and broken, collapsed with a crash, about to strike him in the back.

Junyu was too far away to rush over in time to help. Suddenly, everything went blurry, and the abbot was pushed aside. The falling pillar of fire slammed heavily onto another person, but bounced off immediately. That person spat out a mouthful of blood, tried to stagger and steady himself, but he couldn't stand up and his body fell straight down.

"Takusan..."

The cry, forged entirely from burning passion, caused even the raging flames in the hall to dim slightly.

Tuosang collapsed into the arms of the woman he had longed for day and night, his eyes suddenly brightening. For the past few months, he had been constantly on the move, in exile, and engaged in fierce battles, and had contracted a terminal illness of malaria. Now, he was only clinging to life with his last breath. This wasn't just because he had been deposed; it was also a power struggle between the Lahan Cult and the Holy Palace, a struggle that had escalated from the shadows to the open. He could neither escape nor distance himself; therefore, his only option was to fight to the death alongside his followers.

Upon suddenly seeing Junyu, his last ounce of strength slowly dissipated, and his emotions gradually calmed down: "Junyu, you still came..."

"I'm here. From now on, no matter where I am, I will never leave you."

"Silly child!" Tuosang stroked her hair and laughed.

Beside him, a large sword slashed at Tuosang again.

Junyu retaliated with a fatal blow, instantly killing the owner of the greatsword. She seized the long sword, supported Tuosang, and killed one person with every step she took! In her entire life, she had never been so ruthless.

Chapter 182: Ruthless (2)

The ancient tree, thousands of years old, had been felled and crushed a corner of the side hall; the main hall in the center was engulfed in flames and littered with corpses. Looking around, one could see the cultists fighting fiercely, but there was no sign of Tuosang. Junyu brandished his longsword and charged into the fray, when suddenly he saw the tall figure of the abbot of Tiema Temple rush out of the main hall. At that moment, a pillar, burned and broken, collapsed with a crash, about to strike him in the back.

Junyu was too far away to rush over in time to help. Suddenly, everything went blurry, and the abbot was pushed aside. The falling pillar of fire slammed heavily onto another person, but bounced off immediately. That person spat out a mouthful of blood, tried to stagger and steady himself, but he couldn't stand up and his body fell straight down.

"Takusan..."

The cry, forged entirely from burning passion, caused even the raging flames in the hall to dim slightly.

Tuosang collapsed into the arms of the woman he had longed for day and night, his eyes suddenly brightening. For the past few months, he had been constantly on the move, in exile, and engaged in fierce battles, and had contracted a terminal illness of malaria. Now, he was only clinging to life with his last breath. This wasn't just because he had been deposed; it was also a power struggle between the Lahan Cult and the Holy Palace, a struggle that had escalated from the shadows to the open. He could neither escape nor distance himself; therefore, his only option was to fight to the death alongside his followers.

Upon suddenly seeing Junyu, his last ounce of strength slowly dissipated, and his emotions gradually calmed down: "Junyu, you still came..."

"I'm here. From now on, no matter where I am, I will never leave you."

"Silly child!" Tuosang stroked her hair and laughed.

Beside him, a large sword slashed at Tuosang again.

Junyu retaliated with a fatal blow, instantly killing the owner of the greatsword. She seized the long sword, supported Tuosang, and killed one person with every step she took! In her entire life, she had never been so ruthless.

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Chapter 183: Rescue (1)

Xining Prefecture.

Zhang Yuan, Zhou Yida, and others stood atop the high city gate, watching the raging flames above Tiema Temple.

Zhou Yida sighed: "Two years ago, we worked with Marshal Jun to save Tiema Temple from disaster, but we never expected that Tiema Temple would still not escape this calamity."

Unable to contain himself, Zhang Yuan shouted, "How can we just stand by and watch Tiema Temple suffer? We should send troops to help!"

Zhou Yida shook his head: "The imperial court has already issued a secret order that this is a conflict between the Lahan sect and the Holy Palace, and strictly forbids the border commanders from interfering, so as not to cause chaos. How dare we send troops?"

Just as Zhang Yuan was about to say something indignantly, he suddenly heard the old soldier guarding the city open the gate and a fast horseman enter—it was Lu Ling.

"Why did Lu Xianfeng travel all this way?"

Lu Ling was so exhausted, almost foaming at the mouth, just like his mount: "Quickly send troops to support Tie Ma Temple! Marshal Jun is there; I'm afraid they can't hold them off..."

"Why is Marshal Jun there?"

Zhang Yuan and Zhou Yida were greatly surprised. Lu Ling did not answer, and the others had no time to ask any more questions, immediately rushing back to the General's Mansion.

Lin Baoshan was greatly shocked after hearing a few words. Just as he was hesitating, Zhang Yuan shouted, "I will take 500 soldiers with me. I will bear the consequences of whatever the court decides to do with me. I will never implicate General Lin."

Zhou Yida immediately said, "I'll go with you."

Before Lin Baoshan could answer, the supervisor's voice rang out: "Why is Marshal Jun there? The imperial court has already issued a secret order, forbidding us from interfering in the internal affairs of the Holy Palace and the Lahan Sect. His actions have long been..."

Zhang Yuan interrupted him: "I don't care about their internal affairs. As long as Marshal Jun is there, we must rescue him."

"You've rebelled..."

"Supervisor, there's no need to be angry. If the court blames us, Lin Baoshan will take full responsibility. Zhang Yuan, Zhou Yida, you two immediately lead 3,000 elite troops to provide support..."

At Tiemasi Temple, where corpses lay strewn everywhere, people continued to fall one after another.

Junyu, supporting Tuosang, had already fought their way out of the main hall and retreated to the wide plaza outside. Behind them were the injured Xia Ao, the old, highly skilled physician whose age was impossible to discern, and the abbot of Tiema Temple.

Meanwhile, in the square, Mr. Nongying was directing the remaining seven or eight Phoenix Army soldiers, along with dozens of followers and enemies, in a bloody battle. Surrounded by thousands of troops, they were locked in hand-to-hand combat. This time, the Lahan Cult was going all out, determined to kill Tuosang and destroy the Iron Horse Temple.

In the midst of the fierce battle, they suddenly heard deafening shouts of battle outside. The army of the Lahan Sect retreated in disarray, suffering heavy casualties. It was Zhang Yuan and his elite troops from the Northwest who had arrived.

"Marshal Jun..."

"Chieftain..."

Zhang Yuan, Zhou Yida, Lu Ling, and others had already fought their way through and rushed over. Jun Yu nodded to them, unable to discern whether he felt joy or sorrow.

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Chapter 184: Rescue (2)