Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 11 Leaving the City
Zhang Yuan had only heard his father say that as a military guard, his life belonged to the Qin Dynasty, and he had never thought so much or so far.

"Yes, live while standing." Zhang Yuan whispered softly.

If they didn't fight to the death, how could 3,000 Wuzu defend Toyota County for three months against 20,000 Yan troops?
If it weren't for the sake of survival, why would the five hundred remaining soldiers fight to the death and refuse to surrender?

"Zhang boy, this is a recipe that I, Hu Chunniu, came up with." Hu Chunniu turned around and looked at Zhang Yuan with a serious expression on his face.

He held a few thin sheets of paper in his hands.

"The army has medicine, food, and some methods to treat the wounded." Hu Chunniu rolled up the paper and handed it to Zhang Yuan. He lowered his voice and said, "Boy, take it out. Maybe more people can be saved."

Zhang Yuan clenched the paper in his hand, took a deep breath, and nodded.

The old man Hu Chunniu attaches great importance to the inheritance of medical knowledge, and the prescriptions in his hands are kept secret like gold and never shown to anyone.

"Don't worry, I have all these recipes memorized. I'm only giving you one just in case."

Hu Chunniu laughed, put his hands behind his back, and walked towards the backyard.

Zhang Yuan watched him walk away, unfolded the paper in his hand, read it silently in the moonlight, and then put it in his arms.

By expending a bit of the power from the Perception Pearl, he can remember everything he sees.

He memorized the recipe on the page.

……

At noon the next day, Zhang Yuan met Yu Lin, the commander-in-chief of the Red Scale Army, again.

At this time, Yu Lin was fully clothed in armor, with a long sword hanging from his waist. His strong figure looked like a mountain.

"Practice the Mountain Sword Technique on me."

Seeing Zhang Yuan, Yu Lin waved his hand to let the generals leave, and then spoke lightly.

Zhang Yuan nodded, drew the knife from his waist, and practiced with the knife in the small hall.

His movements were not fast, and each blow was steady and powerful.

After completing a round of sword techniques, Zhang Yuan put away his sword and looked at Yu Lin.

Yu Lin nodded and quietly pointed out several areas in Zhang Yuan's swordsmanship where his strength and posture were lacking.

Then he practiced the sword technique again and performed two sets of mountain boxing.

"Swordsmanship is the way to kill, while boxing is to cultivate the meridians of the body and strengthen the muscles, bones and flesh."

"Before, I only taught you swordsmanship because I thought it would be more useful. I didn't expect you to have such a high talent for martial arts. Once you master this boxing technique, it will lay a solid foundation..."

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

The sound of drums from the city wall interrupted Yu Lin's words.

The Yan army attacked the city.

The Yan army's offensive has not stopped in the past few days.

Putting away his fists, Yu Lin looked at Zhang Yuan, who was standing hunched in front of him, and whispered, "Kid, stay alive."

After saying this, he reached out and picked up the helmet on the long table and put it on, then lowered the visor, leaving only his eyes shining brightly, and strode out with a sword in hand.

Outside the courtyard, the clanging sound of armor running could be heard.

Zhang Yuan stood where he was, raised his head, looked outside the courtyard, and whispered softly: "Live..."

When we returned to the camp for the wounded, all the wounded had been helped or carried by the people and gathered outside the clinic.

There were more than two hundred people, some of whom looked terrified, and some of whom looked pale.

The South City has been surrounded by the Yan army. If they want to leave the city, they will be in danger of death.

"How is it?" Zhang Yuan walked to Master Tao and asked in a low voice.

Two common people in the city, dressed in cloth, supported Master Tao and leaned him against the pillar.

"I won't die." Master Tao grinned, his mouth twitching as the wounds on his chest and abdomen moved.

Not far away, Hu Chunniu was carrying a large medicine box and collecting various medicinal materials, as if he couldn't wait to move the entire clinic away.

"Zhang Yuan, are you still able to fight?"

Duan Hong, holding a long spear and wearing half-body scale armor, strode over and shouted loudly.

"I can fight." Zhang Yuan clasped his fists and shouted.

"Chen Wuxiong, give him a set of armor." Duan Hong waved his hand and ran quickly without stopping.

"Wait for the message from the city, and then we'll leave the city."

A dozen or so Wuzu soldiers escorted more than a hundred wounded soldiers and civilians out of the city. Only Duan Hong himself knew how difficult this task was.

He ran back and forth with sweat all over his forehead, holding a map soaked with sweat in his hand. When he saw wounded soldiers or civilians who were not tied up, he would shout loudly.

Not to mention, his scolding at this moment actually dispelled a lot of the panic that was originally filling the courtyard.

With the help of Chen Wuxiong, Zhang Yuan put on a set of armor with the Yan army emblem worn off.

This is a set of mail armor, weighing more than twenty pounds. It only has the outer armor, without waist guards, knee pads, shoulder pads, etc.

Even this was the most complete set of armor worn by the dozen or so soldiers present. "Follow me after we get out." Chen Wuxiong tightened the leather belt around Zhang Yuan's back and lowered his voice. "My hometown is in Chenjiazhuang, just outside the south city. I'm familiar with the roads outside."

Seeing Zhang Yuan turning his head, Chen Wuxiong said in a deep voice: "This is what the head meant."

Duan Hong's arrangement.

Everyone in the battalion knew Zhang Yuan's background.

Wu Wei, the only son of the Zhang family, inherited the throne from his father.

In every previous battle, he and Master Tao were always arranged to stay behind.

Zhang Yuan nodded and looked at Duan Hong, who was running with big strides and the word "prisoner" on his forehead was soaked with sweat, and said nothing more.

The original noise in the courtyard turned into silence.

Everyone was waiting with sweat on their foreheads.

Outside the courtyard, there were the sounds of weapons clashing, fighting shouts, arrows piercing the air, and the pounding of drums, as if every blow was hitting their hearts.

Zhang Yuan held the scabbard hanging on his waist tightly with his left hand, tilting the handle slightly towards his right hand, which was the most suitable position for drawing the sword.

He closed his eyes slightly, the blood in his body slowly surged, and a phantom in his mind walked forward with each move.

Mountain Boxing.

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"boom--"

The roar of the collision of energy was heard, and half of the South City seemed to be shaken.

"Yu Lin, if you surrender to Great Yan, I, Chen, will guarantee you a fifth-rank general position."

The rough shouting voice carried the powerful aura of a congenitally strong person, and seemed to cause the low clouds to vibrate.

In the Xiantian realm, one is no longer just cultivating Qi and blood, but also cultivating the Xiantian true essence.

The power of true essence is the sublimation of the power of qi and blood, and is the beginning of true extraordinary power.

The gap between the acquired realm and the innate realm seems to be only one step, but in fact it is like a chasm.

The acquired limit is the force of a bull with a force of two thousand pounds, but with the blessing of innate true energy, those innate masters can easily exert a force exceeding that of a bull.

Not only strength, but also speed, and many more mysterious means, can only be exerted by the innate true energy condensed at the innate level.

In the martial arts world, masters of the Xiantian realm are already able to establish their own sects and rule over a region.

"boom--"

A loud roar was heard.

"Chen Jitang, you have no right to speak in front of this commander-in-chief." The voice of Yu Lin, commander-in-chief of the Red Scale Army, rang out, and the momentum he aroused instantly overwhelmed the other party.

The roar and vibration, coupled with the energy penetrating the air, clearly showed that two powerful innate realm masters were fighting each other.

Zhang Yuan looked up at the top of the city wall, watching the collision of energy that stirred the clouds.

As his cultivation level improved, his understanding of practice became broader and his comprehension of martial arts combat became deeper.

"Bam—"

The impact of the energy caused rocks to fly from the top of the city wall and flags to be torn apart with a crisp "whoosh" sound.

On top of the city wall, a red flag was waving.

"Leave the city!" Duan Hong shouted softly and rushed out of the courtyard.

"rush--"

Seven or eight soldiers shouted loudly and stepped onto the top of the city wall using the stone slabs that had been piled up on the edge of the wall.

Zhang Yuan followed Chen Wuxiong and climbed up to the top of the city wall in a few steps.

You can see far from a high place.

The last time they fought against the Yan army on the city wall was a month ago. Since the number of defenders was less than 1,000, they could no longer fight against the Yan army on the city wall.

Standing on the top of the city wall at this time, you can see the Yan army tents and scattered soldiers in the flat area in the distance.

On the surrounding city walls, the Chilin Army in red armor and the Yan Army in black armor were fighting in the gaps.

At the city gate, a general in red armor held a sword and slashed the wall one by one, pushing a general in black armor off the city wall.

Mountain sword technique.

With the blessing of innate true energy, every time this sword is slashed down, it has the power to collapse mountains.

As if sensing Zhang Yuan's gaze, the red-armored general on the city wall a hundred feet away turned around. His face was covered by the mask and could not be seen. He just nodded slightly and then jumped down in one step.

Below the city, the two energies entangled and collided with each other again, and the Yan army on the edge of the city wall surrounded them.

Commander-in-Chief Yu Lin personally took action to entangle the Yan army's innate realm strongman and protect the civilians and wounded soldiers in the city from leaving the city!
"go!"

Chen Wuxiong handed the knotted hemp rope to Zhang Yuan, rushed out of the top of the city wall, and jumped down with the hemp rope more than two meters long hanging on it.

Zhang Yuan took a deep breath and jumped off the city wall.

The hemp rope in his palm was tightening around his arm, and his body hit the wall. He let go, rolled forward, and landed on the ground.

(End of this chapter)