```htmlChapter Fifty-One: The Battle of the Wasteland

Although it is said to be a genuine cultivation, in fact, the Tang nation does not want to go to war with the barbarian people, who worship the King of Hades, and their warrior are practitioners of the Demon Cult.
A thousand years ago, the first Light High Official of the Daoist sect went to the wasteland to preach, ultimately witnessing another side of Haotian and establishing the Daming Sect, which worships the King of Hades, absorbing the energy of heaven and earth into their bodies, internalizing the cosmos.```
The Daoist sect naturally does not allow their existence, thus slandering the demonic sect, which led to a millennia-long conflict between Daoism and demons.
Later, the demonic sect gradually decayed; having lost the pursuit of truth that the original high priest once held, it truly fell into the depths of a demonic sect.
In fact, King Tang did not want to go to war, and Xiling also had to consider the wishes of the Tang nation, as a large part of the wasteland belonged to Tang territory. The Northern Town Camp with its hundreds of thousands of iron cavalry was not just for show; the Tang cavalry, unmatched in the world, had earned their reputation through bloodshed.
Master Yan Se has come here hoping that Yang Wuyue will take care of his disciple. After all, Ning Que has only recently entered the second floor, but his cultivation period has been too short. Learning talisman techniques under him, he doesn't have the kind of talent that Yang Wuyue possesses. It took him a lot of effort to draw a rain talisman, and he has just barely entered the threshold of being a talisman master.
从都城出发，翻越岷山，来到了梳碧湖，一切都是熟悉的气息，让宁缺很是舒坦。行军速度并不快，联军赶赴荒原，小冲突不少，大战却是没有打起来，双方态度都十分古怪。
Situ Yilan is elegant and spirited, resembling a female general; however, no matter what methods she employs to get closer to that person, she is always met with ruthless indifference.
Just like the cold winds of this wasteland, the extreme northern region has already become a world of ice and snow.
Suddenly, Yang Wuyue, riding at full speed, slowly looked up and said, "She’s here!"
“Who?” Ning Que raised his head at the words, and saw in the distance on the Blood Cliff a captivating red figure. Amidst the falling white snow, that splash of crimson stood out significantly and was gradually becoming clearer.
It was only when they approached nearby that they vaguely saw it was a beauty.
“Cang!” Cold sword light shot toward him, and Yang Wuyue raised his hand to grasp it. It was a block of solid ice formed from icy primordial energy. The moment he touched it, it melted under the fierce heat of his fiery palm, while that figure slowly disappeared into the ice and snow.
“What's going on?” Everyone was a bit confused.
“A challenge!” Yang Wuyue said flatly, “I thought this girl would directly pull out her sword and attack! But she knows how to keep her cool.”
"Who is it!" Situ Yilan asked persuasively.
"It should be the delusional Ye Hongyu!" Ning Que remembered a certain fat man from the academy's rear mountain saying that the crazy woman Ye Hongyu loved to wear all red.
Yang Wuyue stretched lazily and said, "I'm not interested in the clash of two armies; I want to walk by myself. If you encounter any danger you can't handle, you can summon me for help with a flying talisman. It seems that for the sake of Master Yan Se, I can save you, but you must remember that only through the trials of life and death can one become strong."
“I understand!” Ning Que nodded slightly, only to see Yang Wuyue transform into a beam of sword light, vanishing from their sight. Naturally, it was not to chase after that figure in red but to head towards the front lines.
Some countries are far, and some are near; some arrive early, and some arrive late. Although it is called a conference, it has actually been postponed for several months. The Tang kingdom, being closer, set off later, while those from farther away arrived around the same time.
Ning Que couldn't wait and went out early, perhaps to have a beautiful encounter with the book lover Mo Shanshan, just like in the original work. Yang Wuyue went to the front line for a trip. Although the wild people are strong, most of them are not a match for the coalition forces; in a stalemate, they will eventually be defeated.
This time, the general of the Tang Kingdom's Western Expedition, Shucheng, leads the Iron Cavalry of the Western Expedition. They are not part of the Northern Guard, as the Tang King has begun to suspect Xiahou.
Xiahou, originally a remnant of the savage lands, came to the Tang Kingdom with his sister, Xia Tian. Xia Tian encountered the Tang King and developed a relationship with him. To protect his sister, Xiahou stayed in the Tang Kingdom, where he built a great reputation and became the Northern Guardian General.
Fifteen years ago, the Great Divine Officer of Xiling, Wei Guangming, sensed the shadow of the night and believed it to be the child of the King of the Underworld. Using his identity as the leader of a dark sect as leverage, he coerced it to secretly join forces to massacre the entire family of General Xuanwei, Lin Guangyuan; the only survivor was Ning Que.
Ning Que has secretly killed many of those involved in the case for revenge. At this moment, he has arrived at the wilderness, and Xia Hou will certainly not let this matter go. The Tang Emperor has given Ning Que the task of observing whether Xia Hou harbors any treasonous intentions against the Tang.
"Shoo!"
On the desolate land, a streak of light flew over.
"Flying Talisman for Communication!" Yang Wuyue frowned slightly; this Ning Que really wasted such a good opportunity. However, Master Yan Se had done him a favor, entrusting him to take care of Ning Que, so he agreed to do so.
However, he soon discovered that this talisman was not sent by Ning Que, as Ning Que's talisman skill was not sufficient for sending talismans as messages. He only had two rescue talismans drawn by Master Yan Se, and he was reluctant to use either of them. This talisman was sent by Mo Shan Shan, the bookworm from the Mo Chi Garden. Ning Que, having changed his identity, infiltrated the Mo Chi Garden's team to escort supplies. After being targeted by bandits, he estimated that the help from Xi Ling was unreliable, which is why he sent the talisman message to him.
Yang Wuyue came with his sword, and from a distance, he saw the camp in the meadow that looked almost like a ruin, with hundreds of people engaged in fierce combat.
The charge of warhorses is still quite terrifying for the strong in this world, as the fire walls spread, and there are also cultivators among the bandits.
What stands out the most is that half-way divine symbol, transforming into an invisible high-speed air mass, instantly tearing a huge gap in the air above the camp, directly crushing more than ten mounted bandits, and then arriving in front of that bandit leader.
However, he managed to evade this lethal strike on horseback and regrouped the crowd to charge at them again.
Mo Shanshan's cultivation was already at its limit to draw this half divine symbol. "Senior Brother Yang, will that person really come if I ask for help?"
Ning Que thickened his skin and said, "I definitely will."
On the grassland of the wilderness, the last remaining disciples of Mo Chi Yuan gathered together. Ning Que was breathing heavily, the flames of runes gathering on his dual blades. Mo Shan Shan's mental power was almost exhausted, and the next charge would be the moment of life and death.
“As a disciple of Mo Chi Yuan, I came here under the orders of Xiling, yet they actually stood by and did nothing in the face of death!” This was the first time Mo Shan Shan faced such a life-and-death crisis during her outing, making her realize the treachery of human nature.
On the distant meadow, there was a group of Xiling cavalry, but they chose to just watch from the sidelines.
"Master Mo, perhaps we've overestimated their nobility; this is the reality!" Ning Que tightened his grip on the knife in his hand, hoping that Yang Wuyue could lend some strength and arrive soon.
“杀！”马贼统领挥舞着手中的长刀。
马贼又开始了新一轮的冲锋了，前进次的冲锋他们已经掌握了主动权，这一次他们倾尽全力，入目而来道出都是马贼，随着他们的不断前进，像是死神降临一般也在迫近。
Just as Mo Shan Shan was about to fight to the death, a shadow passed by her and slowly walked towards the bandit's army formation, raising a black long knife in hand.
“He’s here!” Ning Que let out a heavy breath; he has finally arrived.