The evil forces roaming the heavens

Chapter 1683 Yue Le: "There are no cowards in the Aisin Gioro family!"

Guizhou, Dafang Prefecture

Battle cries echoed through the sky as the rebel army, having breached the city walls, fought desperately.

In order to protect their wealth, the Manchu nobles within the city were also resisting with all their might.

Because they knew that once the rebel army entered the city, they would be the first to die.
Gazing at Dafang, whom he couldn't break through despite his efforts, Zhang Cheng narrowed his eyes and turned the jade thumb ring on his left hand.
As time ticked by, Zhang Cheng's eyes grew increasingly ruthless as he said, "Take your men and attack!"

"Yes, Sect Master!"

Upon hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Xu Xueting immediately waved his hand, summoning the experts from the Divine Dragon Sect.
As hundreds of men carrying knives appeared, they immediately used their lightness skills to quickly rush up the city wall.

As soon as the members of the Divine Dragon Cult joined the battle, the perilous situation on the city wall was immediately cleared.
Seeing the escalating battle, Zhang Cheng immediately drew his Six Harmonies Spear and shouted, "Kill!"

"kill!"

With a hysterical roar, the army immediately began to charge.
"Fire, fire quickly!"

As the rebel army approached, even the generals of Dafang began to panic.
"Sir, this cannon is long gone! It's just for show!"

Even the magnanimous garrison commander, when explaining to his general, wore a bitter expression.
They had already ordered the replacement, but the Manchus above didn't take it seriously at all. After all, why leave that money on the city wall if they weren't going to use it for entertainment? Did they think someone would rebel?
Now look what's happened, the rebels have really come, but their cannons are useless!

"Smash it!"

Golden scales surged in his hands as Zhang Cheng gripped the solid Six Harmonies Spear and swung it fiercely.
"boom!"

With a terrifying roar, the city gate was shattered in an instant.
The moment the sawdust flew everywhere, the defending soldiers were stunned, for the city had truly fallen.

"kill!"

With a swing of his Six Harmonies Spear, everyone who stood in his way was instantly sent flying.

Seeing Zhang Cheng's valiant prowess ahead, the generals behind him roared in anger.
Because compared to fighting other people, their generals were always at the forefront.

In the four southwestern regions, if you say you have a bad temper, no one will believe you, because here, it's always all about fists!
Moreover, due to the vast area and sparse population, the unity between the villages is second to none.

The fight here isn't about defeating the old guard; it's about facing an even older opponent.

And you attacked one person, and a village, or several villages, came to attack!
They might not be good at fighting on the battlefield, but when it comes to bloody battles, they will never admit defeat, because they are fighting for their descendants!

"Stop him, stop him quickly!"

A hysterical roar erupted; the Manchu nobles within the city were now completely panicked.
Seeing the various carriages clustered together in the city, Zhang Cheng immediately understood that they planned to abandon this place and leave.

He immediately brandished his spear, like a tiger descending a mountain.
"Crash!"

As blood continued to spread, the servants who came to stop them were instantly sent flying backward.
The flames roared fiercely, and cries of agony echoed throughout the city.
Watching the Manchus being dragged up one after another, Zhang Cheng stood above with an icy expression and said, "Let all the people of the city come out and identify them. Anyone who identifies a guilty person will have their family property confiscated, their clan exterminated, and their lineage cut off."

As soon as Zhang Cheng finished speaking, the surrounding generals burst into laughter.
They joined because of Zhang Cheng's words.

Because no one is born a slave; what they want are just two simple words: fairness!

"My lord, I beg you to do justice for me! This beast killed my parents, abducted my wife, and even tried to take my three-year-old son!"

He rushed to the foot of the platform, and one person knelt down directly in front of Zhang Cheng.

Looking at the other person, Zhang Cheng released his spear and walked straight down from above, helping him to his feet. He said, "I'm here to tell you all three things: fairness, fairness, and damn fairness!" With that, Zhang Cheng drew his longsword and stepped onto the stage.

"My lord, let me do it!"

Seeing Zhang Cheng trying to take away his livelihood, the executioner couldn't help but speak.
"no need!"

Pushing aside the executioner, Zhang Cheng addressed the people below: "Since ancient times, Guizhou has been a land with hardly any flat land and rarely sunny for three days in a row. Yet, we are able to live and work in peace and contentment here. What is the reason for this? It is unity and the solidarity of all people!"

"If the Manchus want to use their civilization to tell us that we are slaves for life, and even our descendants will be slaves, then what should we do?"

Roaring angrily at the ground below, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but roar.

"Fierce horse, kill him!"

"Yes, kill him!"

He roared, and the people below immediately roared back.

"You lackeys, you bunch of lackeys, you dare to kill me! The imperial court will not let you get away with this!"

Amidst the hysterical roars, the Manchu nobles pinned to the ground struggled to their feet.

But upon hearing his words, Zhang Cheng stepped on his back and said, "I really like this saying: If your civilization makes us bow down, I will show you the pride of barbarism."

"Wow!"

With a swift stroke, Zhang Cheng beheaded his opponent.
Upon seeing the rat-tail braid rolling on the ground, the people immediately erupted in a roar of cheers.

Raising his longsword, Zhang Cheng roared, "Now, it's time to pick up our knives and tell them that we have never been cowards!"

In Lincheng, a large army from both Hubei and Hunan provinces is encamped.

When Yue Le learned of Dafang's fall, he couldn't help but frown.

Because the Prince of Pingxi's mansion is not without capable people!
The fact that the opponent was able to break through the road out of Yunnan so quickly proves that he is a master strategist.
Yue Le tapped his fingers on the table, his eyes narrowing slightly.

According to the current strategy, he should be stationed in Lin City, since the enemy has less than 50,000 men and is simply incapable of conquering Lin City.
Moreover, he led 30,000 Manchu bannermen soldiers, making him fearless in the face of anything.
But as a member of the Aisin Gioro family, if Yue Le didn't leave the city to fight, he would be no different from a coward.
"Attack! Right here! Crush the ambitions of the Prince of Pingxi's mansion in one fell swoop!"

Pointing to a location on the map, Yue Le couldn't help but squint.

"Boom!"

The heavy rain turned the ground into a muddy mess.
Watching this scene, Zhang Cheng, sitting inside the tent, asked, "Is there any news about Yue Le?"

"Reporting to the Master, Yue Le has led an army of 100,000 out of the city and is heading towards Dafang! It seems he intends to defeat us here!"

Upon speaking to Zhang Cheng, Xu Xueting quickly began to report.
Hearing Xu Xueting's words, Zhang Cheng twirled the jade thumb ring on his thumb, his eyes filled with mockery, and said, "One hundred thousand men think they can defeat me? He's far more arrogant than our ancestors!"

"what?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in surprise, Xu Xueting was dumbfounded.
Looking at the faded marks on the map, Zhang Cheng's eyes sharpened as he said, "Even his father didn't dare to confront me head-on back then, so what is he! Fight! Right here, let him die!"

Standing up, Zhang Cheng strode confidently out of the tent. The dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and a ray of sunlight shone upon him.
Staring in astonishment at Zhang Cheng's retreating figure, Xu Xueting stood frozen in place, for his sect leader was truly a cultivator of immortality. Even the heavens were on his side; when it was time to fight, the sky cleared up.

Just as both sides were preparing for a decisive battle at Zhijin, Yue Le never expected that this would be the first and last time he would face his fear!
Daishan: Hit, hit, you can't hit them!
Abatai: Is it too late for me to send a message in a dream now?
(End of this chapter)