Call of the Heroes of Chaos in Another World

Chapter 2129 The Silver Spear Shows Loyalty, But the Most Poisonous Heart Is a Woman's.
Tonight's dinner at the barracks is exceptionally plentiful.

In particular, Yang Shihou's three thousand silver spearmen were so loyal that they even added meat to their meals.

This force will, tonight, serve as the vanguard, heading straight for Sword Capital, launching a night raid on the Sword Emperor, and annihilating the Sword Dynasty.

The Silver Spear and the Filial Piety Army were both heavy infantry units, and they were mostly selected from among the bravest soldiers in the army.

This unit was formed by Yang Shihou during his tenure in Dongyi. However, at that time, it had not yet reached a size of three thousand people; initially, it only had a size of over a thousand.

The Eastern Yi court officially stepped down from the stage of history, and Xiping Road officially became the territory of the Han Dynasty, both in name and in reality. This force was transferred into the Central Imperial Guard.

It was after this that Wang Yu made a bold move, spending a large number of summoning points and using the system's military soul function to help Yang Shihou expand his army.

After all, they are infantry. Even for elite battalions, although their military expenditure far exceeds that of ordinary soldiers, compared to elite cavalry such as the Black Riders and Golden Fire Cavalry, their military expenditure is less than half.

Even equipping a single Silver Spear Officer is far less efficient than equipping a single soldier in the Vanguard Camp.

The main difference is that the equipment of the Silver Spear Elite is much simpler compared to that of the Trapped Camp. Apart from heavy armor, it's all long spears.

Moreover, although it is also heavy armor, their heavy armor is much lighter than the heavy armor required by the Trapped Camp, and therefore costs much less.

They wore heavy armor to ensure their defensive capabilities.

However, heavy armor also means insufficient endurance.

Therefore, their equipment needs to strike a balance between the requirements of defense and endurance.

After all, as a guard unit, they have the duty of protection, and they need to always follow their commander into battle, advance rapidly, and play a role in covering retreats in times of crisis.

This kind of positioning makes it impossible for them to be "real men" for only three seconds. Similarly, the physical exertion of rapid advances is much greater than that of the steady advances of the Trapped Camp.

Therefore, although they were both wearing heavy armor, their armor was not as defensive as that of the Trapped Camp, as the armor plates were much thinner.

In other words, Wang Yu issued the Demon Extermination Order, which sparked a struggle between good and evil in the martial arts world. During this period, whether it was organizations like the Luo Wang acting as intermediaries, or figures like Wang Chongyang and Fan Qinghui who had officially pledged allegiance to the Han Dynasty, they were all able to provide Wang Yu with corresponding summoning points.

With the battle between good and evil underway, summoning points are provided almost every day.

Of course, in the early days of the Henan campaign, countless undercurrents were brewing beneath the surface of calm. At least during this period, Wang Yu faced countless assassination attempts, both overt and covert, with people trying to scale the palace walls almost daily. This also contributed significantly to Wang Yu's recruitment of summoning points.

It was precisely because of this that Wang Yu was able to use summoning points to help these elite battalions expand during this period.

However, the Tiger Guards have already exchanged all their General Souls, so there's no way for them to take this shortcut of rapid expansion. They can only rely on their slow training.

However, for someone like Silver Spear Xiaojie who hasn't used the system's military soul function and hasn't redeemed a single military soul, there's a shortcut they can quickly take.

The Silver Spear Guard, in the history of Blue Star, was originally a private guard unit, originating from the imperial guards. During the Eastern Yi period, this unit was also primarily responsible for the defense of the palace.

It was precisely for this reason that after the Eastern Barbarian court was abolished, this force was ordered to enter the capital and be incorporated into the Central Imperial Guard.

The purpose of involving them in this battle was to let this unit see blood. Using military spirit can help this unit quickly take shape, but without some bloodshed, it still lacks something.

Meanwhile, the Silver Spear Elite Guards, positioned as imperial guards and palace guards, are more adept at urban warfare than other troops.

For this reason, this force will serve as the vanguard in tonight's battle. It will also be the first army among all the forces of the Han Dynasty to enter Jiandu.

Inside the Han army camp, the soldiers were having a meal, conserving their energy in preparation for the great battle that night.

Meanwhile, within the Sword Capital, the hidden waves beneath the surface are also about to stir up trouble.

Inside the Hengwang Mansion, wisps of wine aroma still lingered lazily around the gilded beast-shaped incense burner.

Heavy red silk curtains hung low, blocking out the deep night outside the main house and also obscuring the sound of the water clock dripping.

Inside the luxurious Great Sword Heng Royal Palace, candlelight cast huge, ambiguous flickers on the layers of gauze curtains, and the air was thick with an unyielding sweetness.

Yuan Wu leaned back on the wide sandalwood couch, his half-open dark-colored nightgown revealing his muscular physique. His fingers, which were usually wielding a sword, were now relaxed on his knees, his fingertips unconsciously twirling a warm, smooth mutton-fat jade thumb ring.

Yuan Wu is already in his forties, but he has practiced martial arts for many years and shows no signs of aging. On the contrary, he looks incredibly energetic, as if time cannot diminish his spirit.

This mutton-fat jade thumb ring is a symbol of the identity of the master of the Bashan Sword Field. He obtained it from his good brother Liang Jingmeng.

Therefore, he almost never left it with him; wherever he went, he took it with him.

Even after many years, he still thinks of his "good brother" from time to time.

Ye Zhen was wearing only a thin, gossamer-thin white shirt, her bare white feet stepping on the cool, smooth black jade floor tiles, her back to him.

She slowly turned her head, revealing a swan-like, elegant, and delicate neck, which shimmered with a soft, delicate light in the flickering candlelight.

As she moved, the ties on her clothes loosened, revealing glimpses of her voluptuous curves beneath, a breathtaking sight that also conveyed a sense of defenseless vulnerability.

"Sword Master!" Her voice was softer than the finest silk, with a slight hoarseness, just right, caused by the wine, which trickled into the ears of the King of Heng.

"Is this newly brewed 'Red Dust Intoxication' still palatable?"

She didn't turn around, but simply stretched out her slender fingers and picked up the crystal-clear luminous cup that had just been filled on the jade table.

She held the cup, her bare feet treading on the cold floor tiles, and turned around silently.

Her face held the smile Yuanwu knew best—the kind that could melt even the hardest steel with a gentle touch; her eyes sparkled with alluring charm.

She approached step by step, her ankles slender, each step a silent rhythm. The hem of her gauze dress swayed gently with her movements, revealing her small, rounded heels.

Ye Zhen is a beauty!
However, her beauty alone was not enough to make Yuanwu favor her exclusively.

The root cause is Ye Zhen, who was once the woman of his good brother Liang Jingmeng.

Whenever Yuan Wu looked at Ye Zhen, he would think of the shock and resentment of his former brother before his death.

They were once the best of brothers, but in the end, they became irreconcilable enemies over the position of sword master of the Bashan Sword Arena.

Back then, that figure was so dazzling that it overshadowed everyone else. As long as his figure is still there, no one will pay attention to Yuan Wu.

Therefore, he must die! He must disappear from this world!

With the help of Ye Zhen, the woman of his former best friend, Yuan Wu was able to deal with his brilliant and outstanding brother from back then.

At the same time, Ye Zhen is now not only Yuan Wu's wife, but also his best assistant. Although Ye Zhen's martial arts level is not as high as his, she is still a powerful grandmaster.

Yuan Wu has been in seclusion for many years, seeking a way to break through to the heavens. Ye Zhen has been managing the affairs of the Bashan Sword Field. "This humble servant... offers another cup to the Sword Master."

She stopped in front of the couch, leaned slightly forward, and brought the wine cup to Yuanwu's lips.

As she moved, a strand of black hair fell down, brushing against the back of Yuanwu's hand resting on his knee, bringing a slightly itchy, tingling sensation.

The aroma of wine, mingled with the unique fragrance of a woman, gently brushed against Yuanwu's cheeks.

Yuan Wu chuckled softly, but instead of reaching for the cup, he turned and leaned against Ye Zhen, tilting his head slightly to bring his thin lips close to the rim of the cup.

Just as he opened his lips to drink!

The gentle, spring-like smile in Ye Zhen's eyes froze instantly! Like an ancient iceberg suddenly covering the surface of a spring lake!
All the allure, dependence, and tenderness were completely replaced in a fraction of a breath by a chilling, resolute killing intent that had been honed over countless days and nights!
She parted her lips slightly, and a tiny poison needle, hidden within them, pierced straight into a large acupoint on the back of his head.

A slight stinging sensation came over him. Although the stinging sensation was so slight that he might not have even noticed it if it weren't for his keen perception at the half-step Celestial level.

Yuan Wu instinctively wanted to mobilize his immense internal energy, which was at the half-step Celestial level, to forcefully expel the foreign object that had already pierced his body.

There was a "pop" sound!
The soft, boneless hand gently patted, seemingly without any power, yet it struck Yuan Wu's dantian, which was momentarily sluggish due to the intense pain and backlash of his true essence, with unparalleled precision, like the most venomous snake!

The immense true energy that Yuan Wu had just raised, powerful enough to shatter mountains and break peaks, burst out like a punctured balloon, emitting a muffled explosion in his dantian, violently scattering and colliding in all directions, but it could no longer be condensed into a shape!
His massive body convulsed violently, and he spat out a mouthful of scalding black blood!

"You...bitch!"

Yuan Wu's eyes were bloodshot, his pupils instantly filled with blood vessels, making him look like a demon crawling out of hell!
He stared intently at the cold, stunning face so close to his own, his immense anger and unbelievable sense of betrayal almost burning him to ashes!
He suppressed his weakness as his true energy dissipated, and with a burst of his last strength, his right hand bulged like a coiling dragon as he grabbed at the side of the bed. There, leaning against the bed, was his world-renowned sword, "Suppressing the Eight Desolations"!
His fingertips were only three inches away from the cold, familiar scabbard!
A chilling sneer flashed across Ye Zhen's eyes.

The hand that was placed on Heng Wang Yuanwu's dantian did not lift up. Invisible internal force gathered in his palm and then released in an instant, pouring out towards the location of his dantian.

"Crack!"

It was as if a loud, crisp sound had come through, a sound that sent chills down your spine!

With his dantian completely shattered and his inner strength dissipated in an instant, a sudden sense of emptiness overwhelmed him. Yuan Wu's outstretched hand, which he had been trying to support, now hung limply, his fingertips forever frozen three inches away from the cold scabbard in despair!
Those mere three inches, at this moment, became the distance between life and death.

"Uh……"

Yuan Wu let out a hoarse, escaping sound as if all his bones had been removed from his body. He crashed backward, slamming heavily onto the cold bed.

“Yuanwu…” Her voice returned to its original coldness, like jade chimes striking each other, yet carrying a bone-chilling coldness, each word like an ice pick hitting Yuanwu’s consciousness.

"How does this Sealing Needle taste? Is it made with the 'Muscle-Locking Powder' that you looted when you plotted against Liang Jingmeng back then? The taste should be familiar, right?"

Back then, it was Ye Zhen herself, or more precisely, by kissing Liang Jingmeng, who fed him that cup of poisoned wine.

Now, she kissed him again, piercing the poisoned needle into a major acupoint on Yuanwu's forehead.

Back then, she underestimated Liang Jingmeng. Even though he had already drunk the poisoned wine, he still had the ability to fight back.

Fortunately, they had a large number of skilled men stationed around them.

Moreover, they had prepared plenty of backup plans. He even managed to turn Liang Jingmeng's apprentice against them.

Now, she seems to have underestimated Yuan Wu again.

As she anticipated, this sealing needle, once inserted into a specific acupoint, would seal his power, rendering him unable to move for a short period.

The needles were also coated with an additional Softening Tendon Dispersing Powder, which was enough to dissipate all of his internal energy within that time.

However, this guy actually tried to force the golden needle out.

However, over the years, her martial arts skills have also improved significantly. Even though she is still not as good as Yuan Wu, she has also entered the realm of a grandmaster.

In that instant, Ye Zhen decisively destroyed Yuan Wu's dantian. With his dantian destroyed, he became a cripple.

Ye Zhen glanced coldly at Yuan Wu, whose power had dissipated, whose body was sealed, and who was unable to speak. Then she struck him on the forehead with her palm.

Back then, whether it was due to differences in values ​​with Liang Jingmeng or the benefits brought by Yuanwu, she ultimately betrayed Liang Jingmeng.

Does she have feelings for Liang Jingmeng?
Perhaps there were some, but back then she still betrayed Liang Jingmeng without hesitation.

Now, the Han army is launching a massive invasion, but the Sword Emperor's dissolute behavior makes her see no hope for the country.

For a country like this, demise seems inevitable.

Genbu was born into the Greatsword Clan, and he had no other choice but to always stand on the side of his country.

However, Ye Zhen was different; she was unwilling to be buried with such a country.

Or rather, she was only loyal to herself; anyone but herself could be a choice she made to betray.

Therefore, she personally approached Su Dingfang, the commander of the Han army.

In fact, to convince Su Dingfang of her sincerity, she even went so far as to submit to him, engaging in a brief and absurd act with him in his military tent.

In doing so, they gained the other party's trust, but at the same time, they cut off their own escape route.

Of course, she also used this ingenious method to completely transform her identity.

Before this, she might have become the widow of a prince of a dynasty, but after this, she will become the woman of Su Dingfang, a general of the Han Dynasty.

If, one day in the future, Su Dingfang loses his value, or a better option emerges, then perhaps Ye Zhen will once again choose to remain loyal to herself.

The former Liang Jingmeng, the current Yuan Wu, could very well become the future Su Dingfang.

A green snake's mouth, a wasp's stinger.
Neither of them is poisonous; the most poisonous thing is a woman's heart!

Ye Zhen donned her military uniform, took the Starfire Comet Tail Sword in her hand, and strode out of the room.

In a courtyard of the Hengwang Mansion, a hundred swordsmen from the Bashan Sword Arena had already silently gathered.

Over the years, since she has been in charge of managing the Bashan Sword Training Grounds, she has quietly cultivated a group of loyal followers.

Tonight, she will personally open the gates of Jiandu City to welcome the Han army from outside the city.

She will once again stand among the victors.