Super Cultivation System of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 313 The Immortal God
"Ta Tata..."

The sound of footsteps behind him made Lin Xin alert immediately. He picked up the sledgehammer, turned around and stared at him intently.

Two figures ran out from a corner of the mountain path. Lin Xin didn't recognize them at all, and became even more alert.

"Stop, who are you!"

The two men were holding the same broadsword, which was thin and long, and similar in shape to the golden sword of the Golden Sword Camp, except that the back of the sword was black instead of gold, and the handle seemed to be slightly longer.

When the two heard Lin Xin's words, they stopped immediately, which surprised Lin Xin a little.

The two men knelt down in front of Lin Xin, or to be more precise, in front of Zhu Ye's body.

One of them said, "We cannot tell you our identities. We can only tell you that we are also members of the Anmin Army. As for which unit we belong to, this is a secret. Except for the lord, several generals and military advisors, no one else can reveal it. Please forgive me."

Lin Xin let down her guard a little, but she still couldn't trust them.

"How can I believe you without any evidence? And what do you want to do here?"

The other man took out a black metal plate from his arms.

"This is the token bestowed by the lord. I'm sure you recognize it."

Lin Xin took a closer look and saw the word "Anmin" written on the black token. It was indeed a token that only officers at least at the middle level and above in the Anmin Army could possess.

But despite this, Lin Xin was still skeptical.

"Then what do you want to do?"

"The lord is already more than 20 miles outside this valley and will arrive here soon. The lord already knows everything about this place. He is extremely sad and asked the two of us to help you bring back General Zhu's body and take good care of it to avoid chaos on the battlefield and damage to the general's body."

After saying this, he took out a piece of cloth from his arms.

"This is the lord's military order, please read it, Your Excellency."

Lin Xin took the piece of cloth, and the content was exactly as the man said, with the seal of Liu He, the captain of the expeditionary army, stamped underneath.

After seeing the military order and looking at Zhu Ye's body, Lin Xin couldn't help but feel heartbroken and burst into tears.

"General, the lord has sent someone to pick you up, let's go home, we'll take you home!"

The two men came over and were about to help lift Zhu Ye when they heard a sudden scream from outside.

When Lin Xin heard this, her expression changed drastically.

"It's Wu Saner!"

He quickly ran out with the sledgehammer in his hand, only to see a man lying in a pool of blood, clutching a sledgehammer that was obviously larger than the one used by Thor. It was another one of Zhu Ye's Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hammers.

"Wu Saner!"

Lin Xin rushed out and hugged the man.

"Ming Zhang, I...poof..."

He couldn't help spitting blood after saying a few words.

"Wu San'er, the lord has arrived. He has sent people to take our General Zhu home! Just hold on. There are military doctors in the army. Let's go back together. You will get better!"

Lin Xin grabbed him and walked towards the mountain path.

Wu Saner grabbed his collar and said, "I... I can't do it anymore. The scimitar of that Xiongnu dog... is really... really quite impressive. This is the general's sledgehammer. Although my Thunder God Cavalry is destroyed today, but... but this undefeated will... must not... must not..."

Before he could finish his words, Wu Saner tilted his head and died. "Wu Saner! All the brothers in the Thunder God Riders are dead, the general is gone, and I am the only one left. How can you let me...let me live alone..."

Lin Xin was holding Wu Saner's body and crying bitterly. Seeing this, two Hun scimitar soldiers raised their scimitars and chopped at her.

"puff……"

Two streams of blood spurted out, and Lin Xin woke up in shock, only to find that the blood was not sprayed from his body, but from the two Hun cavalrymen.

He looked back and saw that it was the two people sent by Liu He to pick up Zhu Ye. The long swords in their hands shot out from the handles and directly pierced into the chests of the two Huns.

The two men shook their wrists, and there was some mechanism, but the knife that was shot out was connected by a thin iron chain and was quickly pulled back, turning into an ordinary knife again.

A hint of surprise flashed through Lin Xin's mind, but it was fleeting. The things he had experienced before did not allow him to have any other emotions.

He also knew that it was impossible to leave with Wu Saner's body, so he could only drag his body to the mountain path, lean against the mountain wall, and then kowtow three times.

"These are the general's horse and the general's weapons. We must take them back together."

Lin Xin said firmly.

The two men had no objections.

They walked to Zhu Ye's body, stretched out their hands to lift him up, and prepared to put him on the back of the silver-armored beast.

"Slow down, that's not right!"

One of them suddenly shouted.

Lin Xin and another person asked, "What's wrong?"

The man squeezed Zhu Ye's arm and shouted with some joy, "The general's body is still warm and his skin is still soft!"

With just this one sentence from him, the two of them understood!
Zhu Ye has been "dead" for more than half an hour. At this time of year, his body should have started to become cold and stiff, but Zhu Ye does not show any signs of this. What does this mean?
The other person quickly grabbed Zhu Ye's wrist and put his hand on it.

After a long time, the man said happily: "There is a pulse, there is still a pulse! Although it is too weak to detect, General Zhu is still alive!"

Lin Xin was overjoyed, she rushed over, held Zhu Ye's hand tightly, felt the warmth on his hand, and cried with joy.

"Great, great! As long as the general is alive, my Thunder Knight will not die either!"

The two were much calmer than him and said, "The general is seriously injured. We must bring him back to the lord's army as soon as possible and hand him over to the military doctor for treatment. Otherwise, even if he doesn't die now, he won't live long."

Lin Xin wiped away her tears and said happily: "Yes, yes, yes! Quick, we will go out right away...hiss..."

He suddenly cried out in pain, and then blood began to flow from his shoulder, obviously the wound was torn.

"what happened to you?"

Lin Xin waved her hands, enduring the pain: "It's okay, just a minor injury, it's okay, escorting the general back is important, leave immediately!"

He rode on the silver-armored beast and placed Zhu Ye in front of him, watching over him carefully. The other two led the way, and the three of them quickly ran along the mountain path.

On the battlefield, Cheng Liang and the soldiers of the Divine Tiger Cavalry were unaware of this incident. They still thought that Zhu Ye was dead. Each of them was filled with anger and hatred, and they attacked the Xianbei and Xiongnu people ruthlessly.

The battlefield was filled with the smell of blood, especially after being killed or sometimes brutally slaughtered, the blood spurted out and splashed on the bodies and mouths of the tigers, further arousing the ferocity of these mountain overlords.

These ferocious beasts, together with the masters on their backs who were even more ferocious than them, were the nemesis of the Xianbei and Xiongnu cavalry. Coupled with their excellent equipment, the extraordinary martial arts of the three generals Cheng Liang, Wang Han and Wu Meng, and the relatively small terrain of the battlefield, all these combined made it possible for the Divine Tiger Cavalry, with only more than one hundred people, to face nearly ten thousand cavalrymen on both sides without losing the upper hand for a while.

(End of this chapter)