Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 10: Living Standing Up, How Free
Zhang Yuan seemed to be standing in front of Yu Lin, facing the blade that was about to chop him down.

hide.

retreat.

welcome.

Draw your sword and strike at each other.

……

After Yu Lin finished performing the Eighteen Sword Techniques, he took a deep breath and turned to look at Zhang Yuan.

"How much do you remember this time?"

Zhang Yuan, who was standing there, looked pale and sweaty.

Zhang Yuan relaxed his clenched fists, slowly closed his eyes, and whispered unwillingly, "Eight moves."

Yu Lin's face was filled with surprise, and he asked again, "You mean, you memorized the eight moves?"

When he first learned this sword technique, he remembered three moves when he saw it for the first time, but he only remembered the fifth move when he saw it for the second time.

It seems that Zhang Yuan's martial arts talent is even stronger than his!

Shouldn't one's own inheritance be extinct?

Zhang Yuan opened his eyes, looked at the knife in Yu Lin's hand, shook his head slightly, and said softly: "It's not about remembering eight moves."

"I was defeated in the eighth move."

……

Perhaps due to mental exhaustion and unhealed injuries, Zhang Yuan's steps were a little unsteady when he walked out of the courtyard.

Watching Zhang Yuan leave, Yu Lin stood there, his expression changing from calm to excited.

He thought Zhang Yuan was very talented, but he didn't expect it to be so outrageous!

When Zhang Yuan was watching him perform the Mountain Sword Technique, he actually took the opposing position and learned the sword technique through fighting.

Yu Lin had only heard of such talent in cultivation being inherited from the most powerful families and possessed by the world's famous geniuses.

"If I can pass on the Shanyue Sword Technique, I will have no regrets."

Whispering softly, Yu Lin looked out the gate with his eyes narrowed.

He did not tell Zhang Yuan where he inherited this set of mountain swordsmanship, nor did he tell Zhang Yuan how advanced this set of swordsmanship was.

"It seems that Zhao Changming's proposal needs to be considered."

……

Zhang Yuan returned to the wounded camp and fell asleep immediately.

In his dream, the beads of enlightenment shattered and turned into phantoms, constantly flowing in his mind.

He just woke up when the sun was setting.

In the mind, a chaotic light curtain rose.

【Zhang Yuan】

Identity: Ninth-rank guard of Luyang Prefecture, Great Qin, recruited soldier of the Red Scale Army

Cultivation: Middle stage of the acquired realm, twelve blood and energy beads are required to upgrade

Martial Arts Training: Great Perfection of Cloak Blade Technique, Great Perfection of Iron Armor Fist, Beginner's Learning of Mountain Blade Technique (Needs to be proficient before being able to comprehend it again)
Battle Formation: Canglang Formation Minor Success
Chaos Space: Three Qi and Blood Beads, Seven Enlightenment Beads

Chaos Support: Not enabled

Three beads of enlightenment were consumed.

The eighteen sword techniques seemed to be engraved in his mind.

The Mountain Sword Technique has been mastered.

"Zhang, are you awake?" Chen Wuxiong, who was sitting next to Master Tao's wooden couch, moved his butt over and lay down in front of Zhang Yuan. He glanced around and lowered his voice, "How are you recovering? If we leave the city, can we still move?"

Out of town?

Just when Zhang Yuan returned to the wounded camp and fell asleep, Yu Lin, the commander-in-chief of the Red Scale Army, summoned his generals and announced a decision.

They sought an opportunity to send the wounded and the remaining civilians out of the city, and the remaining soldiers defended Toyota County to the death, living and dying with the city.

There are currently nearly a hundred wounded soldiers and more than two hundred civilians in the city.

There is a shortage of food in the city, and these people will become a burden to the defenders later. It is better to let them leave the city first, and let the remaining soldiers defend the city to the death.

"The commander-in-chief has arranged for our battalion to escort the civilians out of the city."

According to Chen Wuxiong, their battalion was originally formed by recruiting local armed guards and yamen runners, as well as some death row prisoners, and they were familiar with the surrounding terrain.

Let them escort the civilians and wounded soldiers out of the city, and there will be a greater chance.

Out of town.

Zhang Yuan lay on the bed, staring blankly at the light leaking through the tiles above his head.

After defending Toyota County for three months, he no longer thought about leaving alive.

But now, he wants to live.

If he were given enough time, his future would definitely extend beyond the middle stage of the Heavenly Acquired Realm. "Zhang Yuan, have you met the Commander-in-Chief?" Young Master Tao, who was leaning against the bed nearby, turned and looked at Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Yuan nodded.

Master Tao took out the blood-stained linen scroll from under the wooden couch with some difficulty. The scroll recorded the military achievements and wishes of the soldiers in their battalion and handed it to Zhang Yuan.

"I don't mean anything else," Mr. Tao said softly, forcing a smile on his face. "Your chances of getting him out are always greater than mine, aren't they?"

Mr. Tao's injuries will prevent him from fighting for at least three to two months.

Even if he recovered, his martial arts skills would be basically ruined.

Zhang Yuan pondered for a moment, then reached out to take the linen roll.

The bloody smell on the sackcloth roll made Zhang Yuan clench his hands unconsciously.

Can he take the roll of sackcloth out with him?
……

Night insects hum.

Zhang Yuan, who couldn't sleep, walked out of the wounded camp and went to the broken wall behind the yard to practice sword skills.

He has memorized the Eighteen Styles of Mountain Sword Technique. What he needs to do now is to practice the moves thoroughly, and then use the Perception Pearl to deduce them until he reaches the perfect level.

“Clang—”

The long sword was unsheathed, and the originally silent light and shadow in Zhang Yuan's mind emerged.

Progress, draw your sword.

The sword slashed down, revealing its sharp edge.

The blade is like a continuous mountain peak, layer upon layer, lush and green, or like mountains surrounding it, its grandeur is fully displayed in one cut.

The first move of the Mountain Sword Technique is the Green Mountains.

With the knife in hand and the feet still moving, Zhang Yuan shouted softly as the second knife was chopped out.

This knife continued the first one, and the blade flickered in the moonlight, like the water of a rushing river.

This sword not only has the momentum of endless mountains, but also the momentum of a rushing river, majestic and swift.

The second move of the Mountain Sword Technique is the surging rivers.

With the blade in front, Zhang Yuan took a step forward, suddenly advanced ten feet, and slashed with the blade.

The third style is the distant mountains and rivers.

A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. Once you master this move, one strike of your sword will reach a distance of ten feet, and you can kill one person every ten steps without leaving a trace. You will not be able to travel a thousand miles without leaving any trace.

……

After performing three consecutive sword techniques, Zhang Yuan's forehead was covered with sweat and his blood was surging before he stopped.

At this point, the Shanyue sword technique was not yet fully developed, but it was not far from proficiency.

"If you don't stop, I'm going to tell you to stop." Hu Chunniu, walking over from a distance, looked at Zhang Yuan with his hands behind his back. "Is the wound still open?"

This small courtyard was originally Hu Chunniu's family clinic, so of course Hu Chunniu was very familiar with the surrounding areas.

"It's okay, it's okay. I learned some martial arts today and I'm itching to practice. I can't sleep without practicing a few times." Zhang Yuan put the long sword into the scabbard, wiped the sweat from his head, and sat down beside the rocks.

Hu Chunniu chuckled and sat down beside him. "That's true. When I was studying medicine with my master, I always felt uncomfortable if I didn't use a new prescription on my patients."

A new prescription for patients?

Seeing Zhang Yuan looking at him, Hu Chunniu grinned and said, "Don't worry, it won't kill you."

……

Toyota County bordered the State of Yan and was constantly at war with the state.

The county town, which originally had a population of more than 20,000, was forced to flee with the dead and wounded, leaving only a few hundred households.

Hu Chunniu is a native of Toyota Prefecture. He tells stories, but most of what he tells are not stories.

"Since my great-grandfather's generation, the Yanbei Marquis rebelled, and this war has never stopped."

"Sometimes I wonder, with Jiuzhou now collapsed and all those who should have died before the Great Wall in the North have died, what are we old Qin people fighting for?"

Hu Chunniu reached out and patted Zhang Yuan on the shoulder, a smile appearing on his face.

"I didn't figure it out until you divided up that half can of broth."

"How can I say that I have no clothes, but I share the same robe with you?"

"As long as we, the old Qin people, are still breathing, we have brothers, comrades, families and countries, and we are human beings."

"An upright person."

"We can live standing up."

"Those swallow dogs, those creatures from the ancient land of Jiuzhou, they can only be running dogs of gods and demons."

Standing up, Hu Chunniu spread his arms, looked up at the stars in the sky, and took a deep breath: "Living while standing, how comfortable it is..."

Live while standing.

(End of this chapter)