Xuanxia

Chapter 969: The General’s Might (Part )

"boom!"

The gate of Baishan City, which was shot through, made a dull loud noise.

Afterwards, fine and dense cracks began to appear around the small hole where the arrow shot out, and these cracks soon spread to the entire city gate. Then, in front of the shocked gazes of the Baishan City defenders and the Northern Frontier Army soldiers, the entire gate shattered and broke into countless pieces!

The setting sun at dusk clearly illuminated the desperate looks of the Baishan City defenders, while the Northern Frontier Army soldiers, with their backs to the setting sun, could no longer suppress the smiles on their faces, which looked particularly eerie in the darkness.

"call……"

Fu Qingzhou let out a breath, put away his bow and arrow, and smiled slightly.

Half a day ago, he shot and blew up the hill with an arrow, which earned him cheers from all the soldiers of Zhou Camp and Lu Chengping's promise to "take Baishan City in one hour".

So they took half a day and arrived at Baishan City before dark.

Baishan City is located between two mountain ranges. The terrain is slightly higher than the plains and there is no moat, but it is indeed a terrain that is easy to defend and difficult to attack, just like being sandwiched in a valley. Normally, the attacking party cannot surround the city at all, nor can they use human wave tactics in a mighty manner. They will naturally be restricted by the mountain walls on both sides and be surrounded by the mountains.

But everything changed when Fu Qingzhou shot the city gate with an arrow.

After a moment's silence, the soldiers of Zhou Camp burst into cheers!
This time the cheers were much more violent than when Fu Qingzhou shot the hill apart with an arrow!

"Bros!"

He sat on his horse, holding up his bow, and laughed loudly, "Conquer Baishan City, and we will have dinner in the city tonight!"

"Oh! The general is mighty! Kill him!"

The soldiers of Zhou Camp roared like wolves and tigers and rushed towards the city gate!

The hillside outside Baishan City was not very steep. As long as the city gate was broken, the cavalry could charge. Five hundred heavy cavalrymen took the brunt of the charge. They were dressed in black iron armor, waving broadswords and bone clubs in their hands, turning into a violent black wind and rolling towards the city gate!
When the gate was damaged, the Xishuo soldiers defending the city responded urgently. They rushed to the gate in large numbers, holding up their spears and shields, and the archers on the towers fired desperately...

But, it's no use at all.

Before the heavy cavalry arrived, the wave of blood and energy condensed by their military skills arrived first.

The huge waves scattered the arrows that were flying like locusts, the large shields that were erected, and the densely packed upright spears.

The heavy cavalry rushed into the city gate.

Lu Chengping rode his horse to Fu Qingzhou's side and handed him a bag of water.

Fu Qingzhou looked at him with some surprise—he smelled alcohol.

"This is your first great victory, sir." Lu Chengping said with a smile, "You will have to say a few nice words later - drink some wine, and you will be able to speak more heroically."

Fu Qingzhou laughed, took the water bag, tilted his neck back, and gulped down several big gulps of wine.

On the other side, the heavy cavalry rushed into the city gate without any hindrance. The soldiers guarding the city couldn't even stop them for a moment and were scattered.

These heavy cavalrymen did not look back and continued to rush towards the city lord's mansion. They were like a giant dragon made of steel. Wherever they passed, the stone slabs on the road were trampled into pieces and the houses on both sides were scraped and collapsed. The Xishuo army that originally wanted to stop them on the road saw that the situation was not right, and they were so frightened that they threw away their weapons and turned around and ran away.

On the other side, the light cavalry and infantry arrived slowly behind the heavy cavalry.

The Xishuo Army, whose formation was shattered by the heavy cavalry, was hit by the second round of attacks...

Outside the city, Fu Qingzhou turned his head and asked Lu Chengping, "Mr. Lu, do you think our Northern Frontier Army can conquer the world if we want?"

Lu Chengping shuddered.

"Master Fu, you are joking."

He smiled bitterly and said, "Without the support of the people, the army is like a rootless stream. If they start a war for no reason and sweep across the world, they will only get resentment in return. How can they pacify the world?"

"Really?" Fu Qingzhou's eyes turned dark. "Can't we still have enough food and clothes by plundering?"

"Master Fu, this is a very dangerous idea."

Lu Chengping's expression became serious. "A plunderer will never be able to seize the world. Even if he temporarily gains power through brutality and bloodshed, there will inevitably be countless enemies lurking around him who want revenge and want to devour his blood. Such a power cannot be stable."

"Mr. Lu's thinking is not like that of an ordinary military advisor."

Fu Qingzhou smiled and said, "Sir, are you from Northern Xinjiang?"

"Haha, no, I'm from the capital."

Lu Chengping smiled and said, "Many years ago, I was also a student at the Sword Academy, studying under the vice-president Ling Haojie. I was originally going to stay in the capital and be a civil servant, but the Northern Barbarians repeatedly invaded our borders in those years. I was not happy about that, so I took the initiative to apply to join the Northern Frontier Army to serve my country." Fu Qingzhou stood in awe.

Ling Haojie was a teacher to the incognito emperor Zhao Yuan, and he had trained high-ranking officials like Bai Jin. Lu Chengping could have studied under him and gotten a job in Beijing after graduation, and lived a carefree and wealthy life. But he chose to come to the frontier, working day and night, eating wind and drinking dew, just to serve the country...

Fu Qingzhou admires this kind of person very much.

"Okay, Master Fu, stop talking about me."

Lu Chengping smiled and said, "There's a bit of noise in the city. I'm afraid we've encountered some powerful people. Why don't you go and take a look?"

Of course I have to go and see it.

Fu Qingzhou also heard the noise coming from deep within Baishan City. It was not just the sound of swords clashing and shouting, but also seemed to be... the howling of ghosts.

"I guess it's another ghost cultivator."

He narrowed his eyes, kicked the horse's belly, and spurred the horse towards the city.

When passing by the city gate, we can see that the Xishuo troops have been controlled by the Northern Frontier troops of the Zhou Camp and have no ability to resist at all.

Fu Qingzhou raised his head - the noise from the ghost cultivators came from the direction of the City Lord's Mansion, which meant that these ghost cultivators probably didn't expect the Zhou Camp to strike so quickly. These ghost cultivators originally wanted to use them as a trump card, but...

After passing through the streets trampled by heavy cavalry and arriving near the city lord's mansion, he finally saw the situation clearly.

"Don't come here! Don't come here!"

At the gate of the city lord's mansion, a group of heavy cavalry formed a circle with dozens of corpses lying in the circle. There was also a man who was forced into a corner and was shouting loudly.

When Fu Qingzhou arrived, the heavy cavalrymen automatically made way for him... He clearly saw that many of the heavy cavalrymen had damaged armor, and some of them had blood on their bodies.

But... that's it.

Not a single heavy cavalry casualty was suffered.

Everyone sat firmly on their horses.

Fu Qingzhou's heart moved.

This Northern Frontier Army's military tactics seem to be a natural nemesis for ghost cultivators...

"Don't come over here! Don't come over here!" The man who was forced into the corner was still shouting, "The soul imprints of everyone in the city are in my hands! If you come any closer, I can kill everyone in the city with just a thought!"

This was a skinny man with sunken eye sockets and pale skin, and he was waving something like a mourning stick in his hand.

"Master Fu."

Seeing Fu Qingzhou coming, a heavy cavalryman said helplessly: "This man seems to be the leader of the ghost cultivators here. He claims that he holds the lives of all the people in the city. Brothers dare not act rashly."

"You, you are their general, right!"

Seeing Fu Qingzhou coming, the skinny ghost cultivator's eyes suddenly lit up: "Success or failure, I don't ask for anything! You arrange a horse, let me go, and don't send anyone to chase me! I'll escape three hundred miles away..."

He waved the mourning stick in his hand and said, "This thing will no longer have the effect of detaining the souls of the people in the city! When the time comes, I will throw it outside. If you want it, pick it up yourself!"

"If you don't kill me, I won't cause you any trouble! Is that okay? Is that okay..."

He was halfway through his words when Fu Qingzhou suddenly waved his hand.

He waved his hand so fast that the skinny ghost cultivator had no time to react.

A small arrow shot out from Fu Qingzhou's hand.

For this arrow, it seemed as if there was no concept of time and space at all. The moment it appeared, it was nailed to the wall behind the skinny ghost cultivator, and the blood on it dripped along the wall.

The skinny ghost cultivator was startled and turned his head blankly to look at his right hand.

At some point, his right hand disappeared from below the forearm.

Fu Qingzhou had already reached out his hand expressionlessly and took the broken arm and the mourning stick in his hand!
"A mere Seventh Realm person is negotiating with me?"

He smiled coldly: "Don't you want to escape? I'll let you escape, but I want to see how far you can run!"

(End of this chapter)