Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 132 Are you also from the Black Ice Platform?

Zhang Yuan pressed his two swords horizontally, and only felt a slight pause on the blades, bringing out a trail of blood. He turned his horse's head and was already a hundred feet away.

At least three lives were taken.

He was already very familiar with the feeling of blockage when the blade cut through the neck and scratched the spine.

The blood-colored beads in the mind also began to gather.

The memories of practice converge into a long river and then condense into beads of enlightenment.

After rushing over a hundred feet, the war horse moved slightly, holding two swords horizontally in his hands. Zhang Yuan shouted, led the war horse behind him to draw an arc, and turned around to attack again.

Thirty riders were behind, their blades pressed against the side of their horses, their qi and blood connected, and the faint qi and blood seemed to turn into a flood and a beast, frightening the enemies who were scattered and blocking the road.

Just now they were torn apart by the war cavalry and half of their men were killed. At this moment, they had no will to fight anymore and were retreating in panic.

But the more they retreated, the less able they were to resist the oncoming cavalry.

The war horse came circling around, slashing with its blade diagonally, and struck the target a hundred feet away before turning around again.

At this time, there were only a dozen people left out of the dozens who had originally blocked the road.

The others fell in pools of blood or were trampled into the mud by the galloping horses.

"They come and go like the wind. The Luyang Prefecture's guards are incredible!" The soldiers beside Peng Zheng sighed with brilliance in their eyes.

"The general is the courage of the army. They can charge twice as many enemies because of Captain Zhang." Peng Zheng narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhang Yuan who was turning his formation in front of him and preparing to charge again.

"Luyang Prefecture, Zhang Yuan, why do I seem to have heard this name somewhere before..."

The cavalry had been readjusted, with everyone's blades pressed against the other side.

The horses' hooves galloped as fast as the wind.

"Fight them!"

"Don't kill me, don't kill me—"

"Buddha, please take these evil people away quickly..."

Despite the roars and wails, Zhang Yuan remained completely indifferent.

His blade moved towards the neck of the tall monk in front of him who was holding a bronze Buddhist staff.

In the light and shadow of the Chaos Auxiliary War, this person has the highest cultivation level among all the enemies blocking the way.

Half a step to the innate realm.

During several cavalry charges, this man quietly avoided being killed and tried to find an opportunity to escape.

At this time, Zhang Yuan rushed forward on his horse, and the tall monk also raised his head.

There was murderous intent in his eyes, and the energy and blood that had been restrained in his body suddenly gathered, and a faint innate true energy rose.

"Half a step to innateness, oh no!"

"Captain Zhang, be careful—"

Several exclamations were heard from the convoy moving forward from behind.

Peng Zheng held the hilt of the knife, his face tense.

Young Master Guo in the back clenched his hands tightly, his forehead covered in sweat.

In fact, it took only a hundred breaths for Zhang Yuan to rush into the formation and make several moves.

In the eyes of everyone, it seemed like a very long time had passed.

"when--"

The knife in Zhang Yuan's hand collided with the bronze Buddhist staff.

The tall monk who was standing in horse stance and holding a staff had a pale face, blood spurting from his mouth, and he staggered backward.

Zhang Yuan's cavalry charged forward and with one gallop, knocked the man's body flying.

Before the tall monk fell to the ground, Zhang Yuan pulled his swords and galloped past him on horseback.

The two broken parts fell to the ground and were trampled into mud by the cavalry behind.

When the cavalry turned around again, all the enemies blocking the road had been killed.

Zhang Yuan sheathed his two swords, slowly rode his warhorse, and led the convoy forward again.

As the carriage passed through the aisle, its wheels rolled over the fallen bodies and the carriage lurched past.

Behind them, the monks and warriors from Liangyuan Territory who had caught up with them all looked grim when they saw the blood and mud all over the ground, and they stopped in their tracks.

Although they are stronger, they are not sure how much stronger they are than those who are blocking the road.

If they caught up with the convoy and the convoy counterattacked, their outcome would not be much better than those who blocked the road.

"Wait, wait for the large group of people to arrive."

……

On the frame, Peng Zheng stared straight ahead.

"I know who he is."

Years ago, rumors suddenly spread that the Qin Black Cavalry was invincible.

There is also a legend in the army about thirty cavalrymen defeating three hundred Northern Yan Dragon Armor Guards.

Peng Zheng thought the legend was unreliable and listened to the conversation between the leading generals, but he only spoke casually and heard a few words.

"Zhang Yuan."

"Toyota, Black Knight, Invincible, Zhang Yuan."

A brilliant light seemed to be about to burst out from Peng Zheng's eyes.

The one who just led the charge was the legendary invincible Black Cavalry commander, Zhang Yuan.

"That's really amazing..." Mr. Yao, the kind-hearted man who had retreated to the side of the carriage frame early, heard Ding Yuan on the carriage frame speak in a low voice.

He grinned and a smile appeared on his face.

"Haha, Master Ding Yuan, now you know how powerful my brother Zhang is, right?"

"I'll introduce him to you later. Let me tell you, this guy is my close friend, Yao Junsheng."

He had already left when Ding Yuan came to the square to meet Zhang Yuan to collect the carriages and horses, and did not see that Ding Yuan and Zhang Yuan looked familiar with each other at all.

He thought Ding Yuan followed him because of the Yongping Buddha from Bailin Temple.

Ding Yuan turned to look at him, clasped his hands together, and a smile appeared on his handsome face: "Thank you."

"It's okay, it's okay. Brother Zhang and I have been through life and death together..." Yao Dashanren's face was full of smiles. After traveling for more than a hundred miles, the convoy turned onto a small mountain road and stopped at a valley.

"Xu Changzhi, take the guard."

"Wu Qiao, all the cavalrymen, clear their muscles and bones, and feed them."

"Xia Baojue, check all the frames, wheels, horses, and supplies."

Zhang Yuan dismounted, held his sword with one hand, stroked the horse's back with the other, and spoke loudly.

Xu Changzhi and several guards took off the crossbows beside the saddles, hung a box of crossbow arrows on their waists, and then ran to the top of the hill.

A team of guards took off the saddles, loosened the belts that were tight around the horses' bellies, and patted the horses' legs and feet with their hands.

The guards on the other side walked to the frame, reached out and knocked on it, and checked the supplies on the vehicle.

This orderly arrangement made Peng Zheng's eyes brighter.

It's not just Zhang Yuan's arrangement, it also shows that these guards have really experienced a war.

Young Master Guo has already come over with his guards.

"Zhou Yuanwu has met the Second Master."

"Jiang Shaohong has met the Second Master."

The two Xiantian realm masters clasped their fists towards Zhang Yuan.

The other guards looked at Zhang Yuan with more respect.

Zhang Yuan nodded and greeted.

"Second Master, what can we do?"

Young Master Guo clasped his fists and spoke loudly.

Zhang Yuan looked at everyone and said, "Please scout the way ahead. If there are any temples, villages or towns within ten miles—"

He paused for a moment and said in a deep voice, "We need more war horses and food."

Where do we get war horses and food?
Of course it is impossible that someone just gave it to me.

This place is the heart of Liangyuan territory. There is no other way but to fight to support the war.

"Okay, we'll go explore the way now." Jiang Shaohong, the middle-aged man in the Xiantian realm who was behind Master Guo, spoke, waved his hand, and led more than a dozen warriors forward.

Guo Shaodong looked around and said with a smile, "Then my brothers and I will go feed the horses and cook."

In fact, as the young master, he has never done these things before. He is just showing off.

"Thank you very much." Zhang Yuan clasped his fists and looked up at Peng Zheng who was walking towards him quickly.

"Captain Zhang, Peng Zheng and his Pingyun Army brothers are at your disposal." Peng Zheng clasped his fists and spoke in a deep voice.

The soldiers behind him also bowed slightly and saluted with their fists clasped.

The Qin people are generous and martial in nature.

The bravery displayed by Zhang Yuan and his guards in charging into battle won the admiration of these soldiers.

"Prince Peng, we are about to fight. We must obey orders and follow them strictly. Will you truly obey Zhang's orders?"

Zhang Yuan looked at Peng Zheng and spoke calmly.

Peng Zheng straightened his body and shouted loudly: "I am Peng Zheng, your humble servant, and I will obey your orders, Captain Hou!"

Zhang Yuan nodded and looked at the Pingyun Army soldiers. "The Luyang Prefecture Guards have already charged through. They will rest a while. Brothers, you are familiar with the cavalry. If a battle comes, follow me and charge."

"Yes!" Peng Zheng was delighted when he heard Zhang Yuan say to follow him into battle. He shouted loudly, then led his Pingyun Army soldiers to help the war cavalry to clear their blood circulation, tendons and bones, and familiarize themselves with the war cavalry.

After no one gathered around Zhang Yuan, the kind-hearted Yao swayed his body and led Ding Yuan over.

"Brother Zhang, this Master Dingyuan from Yuzhao Temple..." Before he could finish his words, Dingyuan beside him had already bowed.

"Ding Yuan greets Master."

"Everyone in Yuzhao Temple is eagerly awaiting Master's arrival."

Mr. Yao turned his head and looked at Ding Yuan who was bowing, his mouth open and his face full of confusion.

Zhang Yuan raised his hand, and there were a series of "click" sounds on his arm. The Tianlong arm armor fell off and turned into a golden dragon scale, falling into his palm.

He reached out and handed the dragon scale to Ding Yuan.

"Take this Tianlong Arm Armor and return to Yuzhao Temple to recruit a group of monks to meet you outside the territory of Xiaotianlong Temple."

"With this arm armor and the Golden Body Technique, you can escape unscathed from the Grandmaster."

Ding Yuan took the dragon scale with both hands, and without asking why the Tianlong arm armor of Xiaotianlong Temple was in Zhang Yuan's hand, he turned around and left.

Zhang Yuan turned his head and looked at Mr. Yao, who had a dazed look on his face.

"Brother Yao."

Mr. Yao shuddered all over and said quickly, "I dare not..."

This person is the master of Master Ding Yuan of Yuzhao Temple, and the master of the first generation of Liang Yuanyu.

"Brother Yao," Zhang Yuan reached out and patted the kindhearted Yao on the shoulder, saying softly, "Your superior on the Black Ice Platform is Wang Qinian, right?"

"He's also my upline."

Yao Da Shanren was stunned and murmured, "You, you are also from the Black Ice Platform?"

Zhang Yuan nodded.

Yao Da Shanren grinned: "Brother Zhang."

Zhang Yuan nodded, took out three jade-bone Bodhi seeds, and pressed them on Mr. Yao's palm. When Mr. Yao's face turned pale, he took out a black token and placed it in his hand.

"I know you must have a way to get to Qin."

There was a hint of solemnity in Zhang Yuan's voice.

"You will deliver the Bodhi seeds to Qin. Then, take my token and mobilize eight hundred Black Cavalrymen from Zhengyang Commandery to the border to await orders."

Mr. Yao looked slowly at the token in his hand, his eyes twitching.

"Commander, Commander, Commander..."

Zhang Yuan patted his shoulder and said softly, "Don't worry, Master Yongping and the Bailin Temple will do their utmost to escort you to Qin."

"This is not an order. The lives of our brothers are in your hands, Brother Yao."

(End of this chapter)