Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 148: A cloud-piercing arrow, thousands of troops come to meet
For Gong Jixue, the first thousand miles were as leisurely as the last four hundred miles were.

All that was installed before was returned at this time.

Starting from the attack of the vanguard of the pursuing troops in Liangyuan territory, the thousands of troops that were originally advancing in an orderly manner began to march quickly.

Originally, Gong Jixue was ready to continue pretending, but he was awakened by Master Peng's words "A gentleman does not stand on a dangerous wall", and Zhao Kuo's words "If we don't run away, we will become eggs being pinched" explained it all.

Since the situation is so critical, the priority is to save our lives.

Besides, he had figured it out clearly. It would be fine if the Northwest Army came, but even the newly surrendered Beiyuan Army came, which was a bit too much.

There might be many people ahead who hope that he, a fifth-rank official of the Great Qin, will die in Liangyuan Territory.

If I die, those military leaders will have a war to fight.

The Northwest Army and the Beiyuan Army seem to be what they are looking for?

Gong Jixue, with his robe disheveled and official hat askew, turned around and saw Zhang Yuan leading the Luyang Prefecture's cavalry in uniform, a trace of doubt flashed across his face.

Did Zhang Yuan see through the situation early on, or did he not expect this outcome?
"Woo——"

The horn sounds were continuous.

Galloping war horses and scattered monks across the wild fields.

Four hundred miles outside the border of Daqin.

The front line of the Northwest Army of the Qin Dynasty was one hundred li, and the front line of the Beiyuan Army was eighty li.

One thousand soldiers who defected to the Qin Dynasty were overtaken by the monks of Mingtang Temple.

"Stand still—"

"Formation——"

"The chariots and horses are outside, the cavalry are ready to charge, and the archers are ready—"

"Hurry up and set up the tripwires, traps, and barricades."

Zhao Kuo and Peng Zheng each led dozens of cavalrymen, running around the army formation, shouting loudly.

Thanks to the training along the way, all the soldiers were able to assemble and prepare for defense according to orders.

Gong Jixue, sitting on the cart, tucked his arms into his sleeves, trembling slightly. He looked at the Wuwei soldiers not far away and quickly waved his hand, "Captain Zhang, come to my side."

Zhang Yuan turned around and waved his hand, and Xu Changzhi led a team of cavalry to protect the cart on both sides.

These Wuwei warriors were all dressed in black armor, even their horses were armored, with their hands on their swords, and their military appearance was neat and tidy. They were much better than the scattered soldiers around them.

The protection of this team of soldiers made Gong Jixue feel a little relieved.

"Young General, if a war breaks out, you may be able to protect..." Gong Jixue looked at Xu Changzhi and spoke in a low voice.

Xu Changzhi stared straight ahead, his figure erect, and said in a clear voice, "Don't worry, sir. With my captain here, no one can hurt you in the slightest."

Gong Jixue's face twitched slightly, he nodded, and said nothing more.

He was a little confused as to where these guards' confidence came from.

Just because of Zhang Yuan's reputation for being righteous?
Outside the chariot formation, the roaring monks and cavalry, as well as the rushing monks and Buddhists, were about to surround them.

"If I die, you will collect my body and take it to Qin."

"I will be a Qin man from now on."

Mr. Yao held a knife in his hand, gritted his teeth, put on a suit of armor, and spoke loudly.

Several women beside him were crying and helping him put on his armor.

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

In the distance, the sound of wooden fish knocking could be heard.

Even from dozens of miles away, the sound of the wooden fish can penetrate the void.

Grandmaster's method.

The general trend is accumulating.

The energy and blood of the army surged, illuminating the sky.

The pursuers from Liangyuan Territory have arrived.

On the contrary, there was silence at the place where the troops were gathering at the frontier.

On the other side, the Beiyuan Army, which was almost nearby, was also silent.

"Brother Zhang, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you to lead the troops into battle."

Peng Zheng, who had just returned from a gallop, grabbed the reins of his warhorse and walked to Zhang Yuan's side. He whispered, "We need to take our old brother from Liang Yuanyu back with us. Master Jixue, leave if you can."

This is his bottom line.

Now that they have come this far, he cannot let his brothers in the Pingyun Army, who have fought with him through thick and thin, lose their lives.

Even if he didn't want the thousands of soldiers who had surrendered, he couldn't lose the lives of his old brothers. Not far away, Zhao Kuo was still shouting encouragement to his soldiers, and the war horses were galloping and turning.

Zhang Yuan turned his head and looked at Peng Zheng.

"Prince Peng, as a general of the Great Qin Army, you can trust the Great Qin behind you."

Zhang Yuan's voice was calm.

"Can--"

Peng Zheng's voice was drowned out by the continuous chanting of Buddhist scriptures.

"Buddha governs the world—"

"The evil demon bows his head——"

Behind the scattered monks, the strict army advanced.

The nearly 20,000 troops assembled in Liangyuan area were already five miles away.

Zhang Yuan's gaze turned towards the direction of the military formation.

The power of the military formation combined with the master's power mobilized the Qi and blood like a coiled dragon.

As expected of the top sect in Liangyuan Territory, Mingtang Temple surpasses Datianlong Temple in terms of monks, soldiers, military formations and master skills.

No wonder the Big Tianlong Temple is determined to annex the Small Tianlong Temple, wanting to combine the power of the two temples and restore its former glory.

"Brother Zhang, this is our last chance. Before the Grandmaster's army closes in, we, the veterans, will charge—"

Peng Zheng gripped the knife handle tightly in his hand.

Once the monk army completely surrounded them, it would be like an iron barrel and there would be no escape.

"The Northwest Army and the Beiyuan Army are probably just waiting and watching."

Zhang Yuan spoke lightly, his hand on the hilt of the knife at his waist, and his blood and true energy slowly floated.

Peng Zheng was slightly stunned, and then Zhang Yuan's voice rang out: "Wang Qinian, send a message."

Subpoena.

What message?

Wang Qinian, who was not far behind Zhang Yuan, raised his hand and an arrow from his sleeve shot into the sky.

"Bam—"

Golden fireworks exploded.

Wang Qinian sat upright on his horse and shouted, "One arrow pierces the clouds, and thousands of troops rush to meet us!"

As he finished speaking, a long arrow pierced the air from the direction of the hill ahead, and fireworks exploded.

Then, the vibration sounds of the galloping war horses merged into one.

An army in black armor and riding black horses rushed down the hill.

There were not many people, less than a thousand, and their momentum was ordinary. They were quite disciplined and rushed straight through the monks and soldiers who were besieging the army and arrived in front of the chariot formation.

"There are reinforcements. All right, all right, come and protect me..." Gong Yuzheng's voice gradually faded away.

Because those cavalrymen circled and came to the front of the chariot formation, not towards him, but towards the location of Peng Zheng and Zhang Yuan.

Beside the carriage, Xu Changzhi and the Luyang Prefecture guards were all excited and clenched their fists.

Black Rider.

This is the Black Knight.

These are the black cavalry that can defeat three hundred dragon armored guards with only thirty of them.

The last time the captain led the black cavalry to charge, the scene was unforgettable for them.

This time, they will have the chance to meet again!
"Black Knight..."

Peng Zheng stared blankly at Zhang Yuan's cavalry as he galloped out, came to the front of the black cavalry, put on a face mask with tiger patterns, and then led the black cavalry to cross and disperse the monks who were blocking the chariot formation.

The surging blood and energy became stronger as the war horses galloped.

The endless murderous spirit and fighting spirit transformed into a blood-red tiger roaring towards the sky, charging forward along with the black war cavalry in formation.

"This, this is the legendary martial spirit beast..."

Zhao Kuo was trembling all over, his eyes fixed on the shadow of the running tiger.

"Daqin, my Daqin..." The great man Yao, who was wearing armor, burst into tears.

On the cart, Gong Jixue stood up tremblingly with his fists clenched. Looking at the war cavalry galloping and the black tiger roaring, his face flushed and he shouted to the sky.

"Thousand Riders, Rolling Pinggang—"

(End of this chapter)