Battle Begins!
"Marquis Anyang, how should we fight this battle?"
The commander of West Chu asked Marquis Anyang.
The Great Peace Dynasty was the strongest, and Marquis Anyang was the strongest warrior in the world.
Everyone was willing to listen to this famous military commander.
He had thought about fighting for command of the alliance army, but this battle was too important.
It would decide the fates of the three dynasties, and he could not bear this responsibility.
Marquis Anyang's face was pale. He had not fully recovered from the injuries he had suffered from Jerry.
He pondered for a moment before saying, "The battlefield is a large plain. Basically, there are fewer opportunities to use schemes.
"That's why we don't have any fighting plans now. We can only fight head-on and use our strength to fight out with the Sky Dynasty."
His words were useless.
If Jerry heard his words here, he would definitely laugh at him.
However, after hearing what Marquis Anyang had said, everyone in the camp nodded.
That was because he was right.
Furthermore, they had over one million troops.
To be more specific, they had more than 1.2 million troops.
With 1.2 million troops against the Sky Dynasty's 400,000 plus troops, could they not win?
One had to know that they had brought their elites that had been trained for many years!
A dynasty like the Great Peace Dynasty boasted of a millions of troops.
However, among the one million soldiers, a lot of them were old and weak.
The true elites were only 300,000 to 400,000.
It was the same in West Chu and South Qing.
However, what they did not know was that the elites they spoke of were like clay jars in front of the Sky Dynasty army; they could not withstand a single blow from the latter.
After all, Jerry's army was the best troops which had shine in history!
Furthermore, Jerry's army was similar to an immortal army!
He had the reserve army of a million soldiers ready.
If the soldiers at the front died in battle, Jerry would fuse the heroic souls with the reserve army soldiers.
In this way, the Sky Dynasty army that possessed peak combat strength would be endless on the battlefield.
So he had a total of a million elite army!
Jerry's army were the elites of the elites!
Furthermore, their numbers were endless!
If Jerry was willing, all the people in the Sky Dynasty who could fight were his elite soldiers!
The troops that Jerry summoned were all famous in their respective eras.
They had experienced countless battles of all sizes and had almost no rivals.
And a dynasty, or a kingdom, would be lucky to have one such elite troop.
Furthermore, they could only exist for one generation before going into decline.
Hence, one could imagine how powerful Jerry's Sky Dynasty was!
That was because he had all the elite troops that had ever existed!
The Eternal Roster recorded the heroic souls of all the legendary armies from ancient times until now.
He could gather all these armies that should not have been able to meet each other and make them work for him. They were all his subordinates!
Jerry looked at his 400,000-plus elite army and appeared very calm on the surface.
But in his heart, he was burning with passion!
He was waiting for the war to begin!
On the northern battlefield, the armies of both sides were ready to go.
Jerry sat on the commanding platform in the middle of the army. He wore clothes that symbolized the emperor and awed the entire battlefield with a dignified aura.
Among so many dynasties, there was only one emperor who dared to personally appear on the battlefield, and that was Jerry!
This was the power of of the Great Sky Emperor!
The emperors and their families from the other three dynasties were all hiding in their own royal palaces, nervously waiting for the news from the battleground.
Just this dominating aura made Jerry the victor.
The morale of the soldiers of the Sky Dynasty was extremely high.
This was because their emperor was watching them from behind, which motivated them to display abilities that far exceeded their own.
Marquis Anyang was sitting on a warhorse, holding a sword in his hand.
He looked at Jerry, who was sitting on the throne on the commander's platform in the distance, and said in a deep voice, "Emperor Jerry is truly a hero! It is my honor to fight with him!"
Hearing Marquis Anyang's words, the others nodded, and no one refuted.
After all, Jerry had single-handedly challenged the ten great warriors and won with ease!
Other than his powerful combat strength, he was also the emperor of the Sky Dynasty.
This person was just perfect. How could there be such a perfect and powerful person in the world?
Jerry looked at the one million army in front of him and felt a bit pressured.
This was the Empire Era!
These soldiers had an overall strength much greater than the average army in Earth's history.
Some of the generals, captains, and so on were even powerful martial arts warriors.
Some of them were even level one warriors.
For example, a centurion or captain was either half-step of level one or nearly level one warrior.
Hence, this army had the strength to fight even an elite modern army.
As long as they were close enough, the elite modern army couldn't even withstand a punch from its enemy.
Even if Jerry, who was half a step from level two, would die immediately when he faced head-on with an army of over a million elites...
After all, if the army were to form a formation, even powerful warriors wouldn't dare to face them since they'd lose undoubtedly.
And after the world upgraded to level two, or even level three, the difference would be even more obvious!
"It's time."
Looking at the sun in the sky, Jerry sat up from his throne and looked at the one million army.
He suddenly pulled out the sky sword which was forged by a master sword forger in the Sky Dynasty.
It wasn't some invincible divine weapon, but it was definitely exquisite and dignified.
It represented the king's authority.
"Soldiers!"
Jerry roared, his voice reverberating throughout the entire battlefield. Over a million people could hear it clearly.
"Here! Here! Here!"
Sky Dynasty's 300,000 Macedonian phalanx troops, 80,000 Spartan heavy infantrymen, and 3,000 ancient Greek Phalanx infantrymen all roared in response.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
At the same time, the war drums sounded out.
Jerry pointed his sword at the enemy army and roared.
"Kill!"
Instantly, the battle between the north and the south began!
A total of 1.6 million soldiers from both sides began to battle!