Chapter 810: Bountiful Harvest

Soon, under the summons of Xu Yang, the incredibly convincing leader of the alliance, more than a dozen top figures from its inner circle appeared, each bowing respectfully to him.

"Enough talk. After you've seen this, I want a satisfactory answer from all of you."

Those present, who were allowed to enter the alliance's lord's mansion, were the top civil and military figures of the alliance. In other words, the fate of the entire alliance lay in their hands.

Xu Yang then released the meticulously prepared dream realm, which truly astonished the top alliance leaders, leaving them wide-eyed.

"How is this possible!" exclaimed one. "The Farm Path Alliance and we have long kept to ourselves! Although there were some past conflicts, weren't they all resolved? Why would this fellow suddenly attack us now, and even nearly harm you, esteemed leader!"

Xu Yang sneered, "These guys feign courtesy in front of us, but in reality, they harbor malicious intentions behind our backs. This time, I have decided to dispatch troops. Anyone who dares to dissuade me will be killed!"

As Xu Yang spoke, he suddenly slammed his palm down, instantly shattering the solid wood table before him. This display was meant to intimidate all the civil and military officials present.

"Rest assured, my lord," said the grey-robed elder, dressed as a strategist. "The Farm Path Alliance has gone too far. We will gather all the enforcers within the alliance, form an army of 100,000, and march out. I'd like to see what they dare do to us this time!"

The grey-robed elder spoke indignantly. The other military generals naturally said nothing more, but nodded in agreement, and immediately began to gather troops overnight.

Seeing that the situation was developing as he intended, Xu Yang finally withdrew from the enemy's inner circle with satisfaction, and waited for the alliance to launch a strong offensive the next day.

As expected, everything unfolded according to Xu Yang's plan. Before dawn on the second day, elite enforcers from dozens of prefectural cities within the alliance converged, forming an army of 100,000, and marched forcefully towards the neighboring Farm Path Alliance.

Xu Yang and his more than 10,000 warriors lay in wait for most of the day. After ensuring that the others were already on their way, they entered the city decisively. First, they eliminated all remaining resistance forces within the alliance. Then, they swept through the lord's mansion, clearing out all the confidants of the imprisoned alliance leader, including the strategist.

The final step, naturally, was to target the alliance's treasury!

"Hahaha, Sect Master," someone exclaimed, "although our gains this time are not as abundant as from Golden Lion Valley, they are, after all, easily acquired riches. With so much treasure, supporting this entire alliance will be no problem. It seems our territory has directly doubled!"

Xu Yang scattered a handful of gold and laughed heartily, "This is just the beginning. I said our territory must first encompass the entire Western Northern Region, and then gradually expand in other directions!"

As soon as the order was given, all the reserves in the treasury were converted into gold cards by Xu Yang's team, utilizing various magical artifacts and special channels. It took three large sacks to fully collect all these reserves.

"Reporting to the Sect Master," said one of his subordinates, "everything we were supposed to do has been completed. We await your next command!"

Xu Yang nodded with satisfaction, "First, appease the populace. In the name of our Sacred Fire Divine Sect, distribute a certain amount of gold per person to the people of this alliance to win their hearts and make them serve us! As for the official pretext, I don't need to teach you, do I?"

Ling Wu responded with a cheerful smile, "Rest assured, Sect Master. I am quite skilled at handling these matters. I guarantee the task will be completed!"

It must be said, Ling Wu's communication skills were excellent. In just half a day, she disseminated the news of the Sacred Fire Alliance's forceful entry into the new territory.

Originally, the native inhabitants were quite displeased. But upon receiving the gold distributed by Xu Yang's people, each of them beamed with smiles, completely forgetting who their former master was.

But what was wrong with these ordinary people? They didn't care who the ruler was; the important thing was to live a happier and more prosperous life.

It must be said that Xu Yang seized upon this point, understanding the key to winning people's hearts, which allowed him to achieve such effective results with minimal effort.

If not for the money, no matter what was said, Xu Yang would ultimately remain an outsider in this alliance.

But now, the situation was completely different…

Meanwhile, the alliance warriors, dispatched by Xu Yang under false orders, were already confronting the army of the neighboring Farm Path Alliance.

The Farm Path Alliance ranked sixth among all alliances in the Northern Region. It was worth noting that their lineage primarily focused on physical strength, making them extremely powerful. Many of them were farmers and blacksmiths by origin, possessing inherently robust physiques.

Although the leader of the Farm Path Alliance seemed like a crude brute, his people were remarkably unified. Their team cohesion and coordination were formidable. If one dared to target these people, they probably wouldn't even know what killed them.

"Nong Wu," Grand General Zhu San shouted, "I once thought you were a valiant man. But now it seems you're a hypocrite, which is truly disgraceful. Prepare to die!"

Leading the 100,000-strong invading army of this alliance at that moment was its Grand General, Zhu San.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu San drew the precious sword from his waist and commanded the 100,000 enforcers behind him to launch an attack on the enemy's formation.

Golden armor would be worn thin in the hundred battles fought on the yellow sands!

Countless warriors from both armies clashed fiercely. It must be said, the fighting prowess of the Farm Path Alliance warriors was terrifying! Each seemingly unassuming warrior, wielding axes and hoes as they charged, exerted a mountain-like pressure and ultimate explosive power that ordinary people could not possibly imagine or withstand.

"It seems these people are all so exceptionally gifted," many of Zhu San's warriors cried out. "We can't win at all!"

Many warriors in Zhu San's army began to instinctively panic.

After all, if the battle continued like this, only Zhu San's lineage would suffer losses.

"Grand General, what do we do now?" a subordinate asked.

At that moment, Zhu San suddenly sneered and released a magical artifact of extremely bizarre form.

It turned out that Zhu San hadn't planned to escape, but instead intended to engage in a true peak showdown with his opponent.

"I've heard that the Farm Path lineage places the most emphasis on cultivating the foundation of physical strength," Zhu San taunted, "but there's still a big gap between that and high-intelligence combat strategies. I wonder if you brutes can break free from the magic formation I've set up."

As soon as Zhu San said this, the hulking Nong Wu before him immediately became interested.

"Stop playing tricks here!" Nong Wu roared. "Today, you won't be able to set up any formation. I'll personally chop you down!"

The moment Nong Wu's words fell, Zhu San actually made his move.

"Hahaha, big guy," Zhu San laughed, "I'm afraid I'm really going to disappoint you. Although the 50,000 men you brought are powerful in battle, if heroes have no place to display their might, what's the point of bringing more people?"

"Hmph," Nong Wu sneered, "you, a mere useless wretch, dare to show off in front of me?"