fifth form

Chapter 3352 Battle
The Xiong Kingdom's army was launching attacks on all sides of the northern border, and the new emperor was thinking of using a 10,000-strong cavalry regiment to sweep through the enemy.

He never imagined that his intentions had been seen through by his opponents, who then launched a counter-encirclement and suppression campaign.

Li Guang had a nickname, "Flying General." Despite his prowess, Li Guang was not only defeated while leading his army, but he himself was also taken prisoner. This disastrous defeat made the new emperor turn pale.

If someone can capture Li Guang, who is among ten thousand soldiers, he can certainly target Zhang Xuezhou and others as well.

He did not question Zhang Xuezhou about why he did not go to rescue Li Guang, and he was well aware that the two of them could not rescue Li Guang at all.

Currently, the two are also being followed by pursuers.

"Is Daojun chasing us?"

"I don't know!"

The new emperor's voice reached Zhang Xuezhou's ears, accompanied by Zhang Xuezhou's swift response.

The Imperial Shuttle, which carried the new emperor, did not have any advantage in flight speed. Zhang Xuezhou's solution was to continuously ascend while flying.

Once it ascends to a sufficient altitude, it can eliminate too many tracking opponents, and very few will be able to keep up.

But he couldn't help feeling a bit uneasy. After all, he had only been legally dead to Nine Spirits for a few months. If he were to be identified again, he would inevitably have to hide and avoid retaliation.

If possible, Zhang Xuezhou would prefer to avoid meeting each other.

As for Li Guang, Zhang Xuezhou really didn't have the ability to rescue him. After all, he didn't even know where Li Guang was being held, and he was currently preoccupied with his own problems.

"Let's see if there's a chance to turn the tables!"

As he continued to soar higher and higher in his escape, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but glance down, also trying to find an opportunity to counterattack his pursuers.

Zhang Xuezhou needs to control the Sky Shuttle, but behind him is the new emperor. If they have a chance to face him alone in the high sky, they could quickly defeat their opponent.

"If it's a yang spirit investigating, then try your best to shake them off!"

The new emperor whispered to himself.

His sword clearly didn't want to waste any more time.

Destroying the Yang Soul Body has an impact on the main body, but it is not fatal. The body can be restored to its original state simply by conditioning it.

Many great Confucian scholars and the Empress Dowager conducted in-depth research on the Yangpo Incarnation Technique. To date, only the Nanming Fire has the potential to significantly affect the original body.

He and Zhang Xuezhou had no achievements in Nanming Fire, let alone using Nanming Fire techniques to deal with top masters.

"If he possesses the Yang Soul Body, he can't catch up with us!"

Zhang Xuezhou responded in a low voice, and the Imperial Shuttle rose again and flew higher.

The biting wind began to break through Zhang Xuezhou's protective barrier on the Imperial Shuttle, and the cold air whipped against the new emperor's clothes, causing white frost to gradually appear on them.

The tracking distance below began to increase, no longer following closely like a ghost as before.

The Yang Soul Body is ultimately not a physical body. The Yang Soul Body constructed from magical power is light and can float with the wind, but it is also affected by the wind.

When the storm becomes too strong, the Yang Soul Body will find it difficult to stabilize its body.

Not to mention ordinary cultivators, even Dao Lords find it difficult to avoid this influence.

This is also why Zhang Xuezhou was certain that the other side would have a hard time catching up.

If they are chasing a physical body, they might choose to fight in the air; if they are chasing a spiritual body, it will be difficult for the opponent to catch up.

"Damn it, we've fallen for their trap! This is some kind of feint attack strategy. Li Guang's serious injuries seem to be faked; he rode away while we were away!"

"Damn it, how could Li Guang fake such serious injuries?"

As he climbed higher, Zhang Xuezhou heard a familiar voice coming from below, which made him squint slightly.

Despite his extensive consideration, Zhang Xuezhou never expected that the Nine-Headed Lion and the Candle Nine Yin would be relentlessly pursuing them from below, rather than the Dao Lord he had imagined.

Two against one is one thing, but he and the new emperor are no match for two against two.

"How did Jiuling, that old demon, recover so quickly after being stabbed by the Crimson Sky Sword?" Zhang Xuezhou had some doubts, but he didn't dwell on it too much.

The lingering sense of being watched and pursued from below subsided, and the Imperial Shuttle quickly headed west.

He darted and leaped through the darkness, changing his position until Zhang Xuezhou finally confirmed that there were no pursuers behind him.

The cold wind is fierce, but what's even colder is the human heart.

Li Guang was seriously injured. The new emperor could not say that Li Guang did not fight desperately, but the war was lost. An entire 10,000-strong cavalry regiment was wiped out, and the soldiers' corpses were even cooked and eaten. This made the new emperor's face twist, and for a moment he wished he could kill all the villains and slaughter Beiju Luzhou until no one was left alive.

He stopped his incessant observations and comparisons, and sat behind the Sky Shuttle, his mind almost numb, with only anger and hatred intertwined in his thoughts.

Only when a fiery light appeared in the sea of ​​clouds did the new emperor's frost-covered eyebrows twitch.

From the high moon to the rising sun, the journey through the darkness had continued all night.

Zhang Xuezhou, standing in front of the Imperial Shuttle, remained silent, mechanically and repeatedly performing the maneuvering.

Clearly, not only the new emperor, but Zhang Xuezhou was also feeling heavy-hearted.

A cavalry regiment of tens of thousands of men is not simply a group of ten thousand men. It involves the allocation of two to three mounts for the cavalry, and the maintenance and logistics of armor, swords, bows and arrows, and baggage also involve a large number of people.

Maintaining a cavalry regiment is extremely expensive, and a 10,000-strong cavalry regiment is enough to destroy a small country. Even the Xiong Kingdom only maintains a main force of over 100,000 cavalry.

The new emperor dispatched four armies, each involving 10,000 men. This was almost the maximum number for small- to medium-sized battles. Only in major decisive battles would a force of hundreds of thousands be deployed, as in the Siege of Mayi.

The annihilation of a cavalry regiment would not lead to the downfall of a nation, but it would certainly cripple the Han Dynasty.

"I...I...am not...willing!"

Facing the rising sun, the new emperor let out a low panting sound.

"There's fighting below; this seems to be Dragon City already!"

Zhang Xuezhou did not respond to the new emperor's words, but mechanically and calmly recounted his observations.

The fierce country has many falcons and peregrine falcons. The Imperial Shuttle ascends to an extremely high altitude. In addition, because he was being tracked last night, Zhang Xuezhou did not fly close to the ground. At this moment, it is somewhat difficult to see clearly when looking down.

But Zhang Xuezhou was certain that a battle had also broken out below.

On the high ground of Longcheng, a large Han banner fluttered, seemingly declaring sovereignty over this area.

As we continued to fall towards the lower area, faint commands began to reach our ears.

"Keep your distance and run around them!"

"Second squad, fire!"

The command was delivered with a calm and steady voice. Arrows drew arcs through the air, piercing through the makeshift cover and eliciting screams of terror from behind the haystacks and tents.

"Han people, the Great Chanyu will not let you go!"

A gaunt man wearing a blue mask leaped out with a shield. He shouted loudly, shaking the bone weapons all over his body, and emitted a series of howling sounds that sounded like crying.

As Zhang Xuezhou narrowed his eyes slightly, he saw an arrow whistle past and pierce the man's forehead.

The wailing and howling sounds guided by the ritual implements suddenly turned into a dull thud as someone fell and plummeted, eliciting another gasp from behind.

"Lay down your magical weapons and surrender, and we may spare your lives; those who resist will be killed without mercy!"

Wei Qing's voice boomed from below.

At the same time, he looked up at the sky with extreme vigilance.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he could clearly see the Sky Shuttle and the figure above it.

"Whoever reveals the method of entering and exiting the ancestral land of Dragon City shall live; the rest shall die!"

An angry and suppressed voice came from the Sky Shuttle, and Wei Qing's expression changed drastically. He immediately realized that the battle situation in other areas was likely to be worse than he had imagined.