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Chapter 232 Raid on the Western Rong Royal Palace
Outside Yumen Pass.

Gobi Desert.

Zhang Liao led his army to face off against the Western Rong army from afar.

After a two-day delay, Zhang Liao arrived at the Gobi Desert at the time he had previously agreed upon with Huo Qubing.

Looking at the Western Rong army opposite him, Zhang Liao's expression became somewhat solemn.

Although they had already learned about the approximate strength of the Western Rong army from the Eastern Depot.

But now, when Zhang Liao was actually facing the Western Rong forces, which were almost twice their size, he couldn't help but show a solemn expression.

"General Hua, let's go and meet the Western Rong generals according to our previous plan!"

Zhang Liao glanced at Hua Xiong and said.

"As ordered."

Hua Xiong nodded, and without saying a word, spurred his horse and rode off.

"I am Hua Xiong of Xiliang, a traitor from a foreign tribe. Who will take my place in death?"

Hua Xiong spurred his horse to the center of the standoff between the two armies, brandishing his ghost-headed broadsword and shouting loudly at the Western Rong army.

"Hua Xiong, stop being so arrogant. I'll deal with you."

A Western Rong general rode out from the Western Rong army, brandishing his weapon, and charged directly at Hua Xiong.

As the Western Rong general rushed towards Hua Xiong, Hua Xiong's ghost-head broadsword swept across in an incredibly strange arc.

"puff."

A spurt of blood gushed out.

A bloody human head flew off and rolled to the ground.

The Western Rong general fell directly off his horse.

Hua Xiong didn't even glance at them, and continued to shout loudly as he looked at the Western Rong army opposite him: "Who else wants to come and face death?"

Another Western Rong general rode out and galloped over.

"Hua Xiong, you traitor, prepare to die."

"Puch."

The ghost-headed broadsword flashed by.

The Western Rong general who came running over, like the one before him, also fell off his horse and collapsed to the ground.

In this way, Hua Xiong killed four generals of the Western Rong in succession, which brought the morale of the Western Liang army to its peak.

“Hua Xiong…”

“Hua Xiong…”

The Xiliang army and the Shenwu Guard shouted loudly.

In contrast, the Western Rong army was filled with anger and their faces turned ashen.

"These foreign traitors are indeed all easily defeated. Who else is willing to come up and die?"

Hua Xiong, carrying a blood-dripping ghost-head broadsword, looked at the Western Rong army opposite him and shouted.

"Hua Xiong, how dare you be so arrogant when you are just an unknown nobody?"

"Dare to underestimate my Western Rong warriors? You shall die before I, your commander!"

Another general emerged from the Western Rong army.

In the blink of an eye, they were right in front of Hua Xiong.

The two clashed violently.

This time, the commander of the Western Rong army who came out to fight was extremely powerful, and for a time, he and Hua Xiong were locked in a fierce battle.

Although Hua Xiong is considered a remarkable figure who has left his mark on history, he had previously exhausted himself killing four Western Rong generals.

soon.

Facing this Western Rong leader, Hua Xiong was at a disadvantage.

……

Zhang Liao, watching the two fighting on the battlefield from a distance, glanced at them and said, "That's about enough."

"Song Xian, Cheng Lian, lead your army to attack and bring back General Hua."

Zhang Liao immediately gave orders to Song Xian and Cheng Lian.

"As ordered."

Song Xian and Cheng Lian immediately bowed and accepted the order.

"kill."

One hundred thousand Xiliang troops, led by Song Xian and Cheng Lian, charged out in unison.

Zhang Liao, Dong Jun, and the remaining troops did not move.

"attack."

at the same time.

Tens of thousands of troops also charged out from the Western Rong army.

In an instant.

The two sides clashed and engaged in fierce combat.

……

While Zhang Liao was leading his army in battle against the Western Rong army in the Gobi Desert, Huo Qubing and Zhao Yun, along with their White Horse Cavalry, were also launching a surprise attack on the Western Rong capital.

"Enemy attack..."

Feeling the earth tremble, watching the cavalry galloping in from afar.

The guards of the Western Rong capital city changed their expressions.

"Quickly, close the city gates."

The city gate guard immediately gave the order.

However, no sooner had the city gate guard finished speaking than a long spear shot from a distance and pierced his throat.

Immediately afterwards, a figure in white armor soared into the air.

Step out.

In the blink of an eye, they arrived in front of the guard.

"puff."

Zhao Yun reached out and pulled the spear out of the guard's throat.

A spurt of blood immediately followed.

"People of the Great Zhou?"

"kill."

Upon seeing Zhao Yun step onto the city wall, the Western Rong guards around him charged forward without saying a word, brandishing their swords.

Zhao Yun did not hesitate. His spear moved like a snake spitting mist, reaping the lives of the Western Rong tribesmen.

Huo Qubing, leading his White Horse Cavalry, rushed to the city gate just before it closed.

Huo Qubing drew his spear and blocked the city gate that was about to close.

With a powerful jolt, Huo Qubing not only sent the Western Rong barbarians who were closing the city gate flying, but also blasted the city gate open.

"kill."

Huo Qubing led his White Horse Cavalry and guards into battle against the Western Rong tribesmen at the city gate.

Although Huo Qubing could not match the extraordinary martial prowess of Lü Bu and Zhao Yun, he was still incredibly brave and unstoppable.

Otherwise, Huo Qubing wouldn't have been able to hunt down the Xiongnu with only 800 light cavalry and be ennobled for his achievements.

……

Inside the Western Rong royal palace.

The King of the Western Rong sat in the main seat.

Standing below were more than ten ministers from the Western Rong.

The King of Xirong looked at the dozen or so Xirong ministers below him and said in a deep voice, "I have received news that the Great Zhou is not only sending troops out of Yumen to deal with my Xirong."

"The Great Zhou also sent troops to Yanmen to deal with the Northern Di."

"The general who led the troops to Yanmen was Lü Bu, while the general who led the troops to Yumen to deal with my Western Rong was Huo Qubing."

Huo Qubing?
More than a dozen ministers from the Western Rong region all frowned.

Lu Bu and his men had heard of it.

The current commander of the Xiliang army is Zhang Liao, whom they have also heard of.

But who was this Huo Qubing?

They had never heard of it before.

"Your Majesty, who is this Huo Qubing? How did he manage to replace Zhang Liao and be appointed by the Great Zhou court as the commander-in-chief for this expedition to Yumen to deal with our Western Rong?"

More than ten Western Rong ministers all looked at the Western Rong king on the main seat.

As the saying goes, if you know yourself and your enemy, you will never be imperiled in a hundred battles.

Originally, they thought that Zhang Liao would be the general of the Great Zhou who would lead the expedition to Yumen to deal with their Western Rong.

After all, Zhang Liao is now the commander-in-chief of the Xiliang army.

With Grand Tutor Wen Zhong and Marquis Weiwu both dying in battle, the number of capable generals that the Great Zhou could boast of was already very limited.

But no one expected that the general who led the Great Zhou army to deal with the Western Rong was not Zhang Liao, but a strange general they had never heard of before, Huo Qubing.

The King of Xirong shook his head; "I don't know who this Huo Qubing is either."

"However, Huo Qubing is probably no ordinary man, as he was able to replace Zhang Liao and be appointed as the chief general by the Great Zhou court."

"Now, the Great Zhou army has marched out of two passes and is fighting on two fronts, which is good news for our Western Rong."

"At the very least, it's not just the Western Rong who are bearing the brunt of the Great Zhou's attack. The Northern Di are also a target of the Great Zhou, which can help alleviate some of the Great Zhou's military burden."

"Furthermore, the Southern Barbarians have already launched an attack on the South Gate of the Great Zhou."

The Western Rong King said this.

The faces of the dozen or so Western Rong ministers all lit up with joy.

They all knew how significant the attack on Nanmen Pass by the Nanman was to their Western Rong tribes.

If the southern border of the Great Zhou is threatened by barbarians, the Great Zhou will definitely send troops to reinforce it.

However, according to their current estimates, the Great Zhou currently has limited military strength available. In the end, the only options to support the southern border are to recall troops already deployed beyond the border or to withdraw troops altogether.

"Where is the Great Zhou army now?"

The King of Xirong changed the subject and asked.

"Your Majesty, the army of Great Zhou is marching very slowly."

"In two days, they only marched a hundred li."

"According to our estimates, they should have reached the Gobi Desert by now, and they may already be engaged in battle with our Western Rong army."

A minister stepped forward and spoke.

"Oh!"

"They only marched a hundred li in two days before reaching the Gobi Desert?"

The King of Xirong frowned involuntarily.

Some people didn't understand what the Great Zhou army was planning.

At a normal marching speed, the Great Zhou army should have already reached the Gobi Desert.

Just then, sounds of fighting erupted outside the palace.

"what happened?"

The King of Xirong and more than ten of his ministers were all taken aback.

At this moment, a Western Rong commander rushed into the main hall.

"Your Majesty, something terrible has happened!"

“A cavalry force from the Great Zhou Dynasty launched a surprise attack on the royal city and stormed into the palace.”

"This is what the Western Rong leader said urgently."

what?
A cavalry force from the Great Zhou Dynasty launched a surprise attack on the royal city and stormed into the royal palace.

The Western Rong king and more than ten Western Rong ministers changed their expressions immediately upon hearing the words of the Western Rong commander.

"Asshole."

"What do you all do for food?"

"Where are the city gate guards?"

"Where are the palace guards?"

"How could a cavalry unit from the Great Zhou have been able to launch a surprise attack on the capital city and even storm the palace?"

The King of Xirong realized what was happening and glared angrily at the Xirong commander.

"Your Majesty, this cavalry of the Great Zhou is a rare elite force, and the city gate guards and palace guards simply cannot withstand it."

"In particular, one of the commanders of this cavalry of the Great Zhou is a half-step Celestial Realm expert. With a long spear, he killed many of our generals."

"Even the other commanders in the palace died at the hands of the enemy."

"They have already stormed into the palace. I must first escort Your Majesty away."

The Western Rong leader spoke urgently to the Western Rong king.

Half-step Celestial Being?

Upon hearing the words of the Western Rong commander, the Western Rong king and more than ten Western Rong ministers changed their expressions once again.

They never expected that among the Zhou cavalry who had stormed into the royal city and palace, there was actually a half-step Celestial Realm expert.

leave?

The King of Xirong's face turned cold; "This is my royal palace, the capital of Xirong, the location of the Xirong royal court, not the Great Zhou."

"A single Zhou cavalryman and a half-step Celestial Being were enough to frighten this Great King into leaving. What will become of the dignity of the Western Rong?"

"Immediately mobilize all troops in the capital to encircle and annihilate this Zhou cavalry force for me."

"I, the Great King, will ensure that those who come will never be able to leave."

A fierce killing intent flashed across the face of the Western Rong King.

His Western Rong capital was unexpectedly attacked by a cavalry force from the Great Zhou, who even stormed into the palace.

If word gets out, the Western Rong will lose face big time.

Therefore, the King of the Western Rong was determined to annihilate this Zhou cavalry force.

Although the Western Rong army has been deployed to the Gobi Desert to resist the Great Zhou army, the Western Rong capital is still the location of the Western Rong royal court.

Even with weak defenses, there are still enough troops stationed there.

Wiping out a cavalry unit of the Great Zhou would be a piece of cake.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The Western Rong leader wanted to try to persuade him, but seeing the unquestionable expression on the Western Rong king's face, he had no choice but to give up.

No sooner had the Western Rong commander finished speaking than a spear pierced through his chest.

"Heh, wipe us out?"

"King of the Western Rong, you've probably got that backwards!"

Zhao Yun had entered without anyone noticing.

Zhao Yun withdrew his spear and looked at the King of Xirong and more than ten Xirong ministers with a cold smile.

The Western Rong commander collapsed to the ground, twitched a few times, and then fell still.

"Protect the King."

More than ten ministers of the Western Rong immediately stood in front of the Western Rong king, watching Zhao Yun warily.

The King of Xirong stared intently at Zhao Yun; "You have quite the nerve to lead a surprise attack on my Xirong capital with a troop of elite soldiers."

"In that case, you can forget about leaving."

At this point, the King of Xirong shouted, "Where is the Imperial Advisor?"

"Kill him for me."

To dare kill the commander of the Western Rong palace guards in his royal palace, right in front of him, the King of Western Rong, would come at a price.

"hehe."

Zhao Yun sneered again and casually threw a severed head to the ground.

"Is your royal advisor here?"

A human head rolled to the ground, causing the Western Rong King and more than ten Western Rong ministers to change their expressions drastically.

National Division?

How can it be?

How can this be?

The King of Xirong and more than ten ministers of Xirong all looked incredulous.

This human head belonged to his new national advisor in the Western Rong.

He was also a powerful being who had reached the half-step Celestial Realm.

The Western Rong King and his people never expected that their newly appointed national advisor, a powerful half-step Celestial Realm expert, was already dead.

"An ant who has only recently broken through to the half-step Celestial Realm cannot even withstand a single spear thrust from me, Zhao Yun."

"Is this the source of your confidence, King of the Western Rong, to annihilate us?"

Zhao Yun looked at the King of Xirong with a cold smile and said.

"Zhao Yun?"

"You actually managed to kill the Grand Preceptor of my Western Rong?"

"When did the Great Zhou Dynasty produce another half-step Celestial being like you who wields a spear?"

The King of Xirong looked at Zhao Yun with a shocked expression.

He never expected that his Western Rong's national advisor would be killed by Zhao Yun right before his eyes.

As far as he knew, apart from Lü Bu and Cao Zhengchun, there were no other half-step Celestials in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Where did this Zhao Yun come from?
"How could you, a mere alien race, possibly fathom the depths of my Great Zhou?"

"You Western Rong dare to invade my Great Zhou, and even want to hunt down my Central Plains? You are courting death."

"Today, I, Zhao Yun, will first kill you, the King of the Western Rong, and then annihilate the entire Western Rong."

Zhao Yun thrust out his spear once more, directly attacking the King of Xirong.

"Your Majesty, let's go quickly."

More than ten ministers from the Western Rong tribes all came to greet Zhao Yun.

They needed to hold off Zhao Yun to buy the Western Rong King some time to escape.

It should be noted that these Western Rong ministers were not weaklings; they were all capable individuals.

And none of them are weak.

Unfortunately for them, they encountered Zhao Yun.

Who was Zhao Yun?

Even if the Western Rong ministers were still alive, let alone the dozen or so Western Rong ministers, they couldn't stop Zhao Yun for a moment.

One shot down.

More than ten Western Rong ministers were all swept away.

The spear continued its direct attack on the Western Rong King.

"boom."

The King of the Western Rong was no ordinary person.

He unleashed his full power as a Grandmaster at his peak, attempting to block Zhao Yun's thrusting spear.

But the result disappointed the King of Xirong.

The spear broke the weapon in the hands of the Western Rong King and pierced through his body from the chest.

The King of Xirong glanced at the spear that had pierced his body, then looked at Zhao Yun. Blood began to slowly trickle from the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with resentment.

"puff."

Zhao Yun casually drew his spear, which shot back.

A spurt of blood gushed from the wound on the chest of the Western Rong King, and he slowly collapsed to the ground.

Thus, the king of the Western Rong died at the hands of Zhao Yun.

(End of this chapter)