Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 22 I Lost Toyota County
Zhang Yuan, who was surrounded by the cavalry, was unaware of the arrival of the Red Scale Iron Cavalry.

Even if he knew, he couldn't be distracted, let alone retreat.

With a long sword in hand, he started to assist in the battle and charged towards the cavalry charging in front of him.

Yue Lan Diecui met the falling scimitar and slashed the cavalry on the left.

Feipu Liuquan rushed forward to confront the charging cavalry and cut off the spears in their hands.

There was a tsunami and a landslide. He cut through the surrounding cavalry and moved forward ten feet. He saw Ouyang Xu sitting upright on his cavalry.

It's not just knife skills.

Zhang Yuan moved forward, from the Mountain Sword Technique to the Cloak Sword Technique, and then to the Mountain Fist Technique and Iron Armor Fist.

The transition was rather abrupt at first.

When he had advanced ten feet and there were only eight warriors left in front of him, he was already able to switch between boxing and swordsmanship at will, and his swordsmanship was no longer restricted to the original moves.

"The Qin soldier Zhang Yuan is here, who wants to kill me——"

Dragging his sword forward, Zhang Yuan let out a long roar towards the sky.

The eight cavalrymen rushed towards him, wielding scimitars and spears, coordinating with each other to block Zhang Yuan's forward movement.

Being half a step into the innate realm, he could fight against twenty elite warriors and kill more than half of the enemies, which was enough to be proud of.

Each of these cavalrymen is capable of defeating seven or eight infantrymen. The strength of twenty cavalrymen can easily break through a hundred armored soldiers.

Zhang Yuan knew he had reached his limit.

The injuries to his chest, abdomen, and internal organs had not healed, and the strength in his arms was fading.

Even if his physical body could still hold on, his spiritual power had reached its limit.

His cultivation level improved too quickly, and the power he mobilized was beyond his control.

Every strike was made with all his strength.

If he were truly in the Xiantian realm, he could easily sweep away the enemies in front of him.

His eyes turned to Ouyang Xu in front of him.

He deflected the falling scimitar with his blade.

He used his long sword to deflect the stabbing spear.

As he moved forward, all the energy and blood in Zhang Yuan's body was mobilized.

At this moment, he seemed to be carrying a mountain on his back.

"kill--"

He took a step forward and kicked the horse in front of him on the head. Zhang Yuan's figure rose three feet high with his long sword raised high.

This sword technique is the one that can break mountains and split them.

This sword strike is the Windward Slash from the Cloak Sword Technique.

This knife is like a fist.

There was no specific move for this sword strike; Zhang Yuan just slashed as he pleased.

But the moment he slashed with the sword, all his true energy, qi and blood were poured into the blade, and it seemed as if the shadow of a mountain was following him.

"Young Commander, be careful—"

The two Xiantian realm masters shouted, raised their swords and spears, and rushed towards Zhang Yuan.

"boom--"

Zhang Yuan's sword slashed on the overlapping swords and spears in front of him, and his body fell to the ground uncontrollably.

The two Xiantian realm masters who were blocking the way also fell down, their steps becoming unsteady.

"This sword technique——"

"Artistic conception? Impossible..."

The two looked at Zhang Yuan in front of them in horror.

A half-step innate realm cultivator could actually defeat two innate realm cultivators with one strike.

Zhang Yuan held a knife in his hand, blood spurting out of his mouth.

Only by relying on the knife in his hand could he survive.

"As long as we Qin people have swords in our hands and breath in our mouths, we will not fall."

"Stand and live."

"Die standing..."

Zhang Yuan looked up with a pleased smile on his face.

Ouyang Xu shouted softly, and rode up on his horse, pointing the spear at Zhang Yuan's neck.

Clear light flashes on the crescent-shaped branches.

In the Xiantian realm, true essence is infused into the spear tip.

This was Ouyang Xu's strongest attack. Killing Zhang Yuan with this attack was the greatest respect for Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Yuan's eyes were fixed on the gun tip that was stabbing towards him.

He didn't close his eyes.

A shadow appeared in his mind.

Use a knife to break a gun.

Even if I am unable to block the bullet, I can block it in my mind.

The long spear, wrapped in the whistling wind and piercing with icy coldness, pierced Zhang Yuan's neck.

"when--"

"Bang--" The first sound of metal clashing was a long arrow shooting at the tip of Ouyang Xu's spear, pushing the spear down, cutting a bloody wound on Zhang Yuan's shoulder, and then passing by.

The second vibration was the sound of the longbow bowstring vibrating.

A five-stone bow, the strength of three oxen!
"call out--"

A shrill scream was heard, and Ouyang Xu, who was riding a horse, raised his hand and swept down an arrow with his spear.

"Cloud-breaking Arrow, it turns out that Bai Shaoting with red scales and white feathers has arrived."

Ouyang Xu held the spear in his hand and looked at the figure on the top of the Toyota County city wall, holding a longbow and arrow without moving.

Zhang Yuan slowly turned his head and saw a figure in red armor on the top of the city wall. He grinned, stretched out his hand, and pointed at the big flag fluttering on the top of the city wall.

The figure holding a bow on the top of the city turned his head, looked at the flag, nodded, and said loudly: "The Great Qin city you are stationed in has not been lost."

He raised his longbow and pointed the arrow at Ouyang Xu: "Young Commander Ouyang, now that you've seen me, Bai Shaoting, you should know that you can no longer take Toyota County."

"Retreat."

Several Yan army generals in the Xiantian realm looked nervously at Ouyang Xu.

Among the 100,000-strong Red Scale Army that confronted the Qin State and the Yan State, there were four famous generals: Black Bear, White Feather, Blue Wolf, and Yellow Lion.

These four generals in the Red Scale Army are not only masters, but the soldiers under their command are also elite.

The eight thousand red-scaled cavalry led by Bai Yu can charge a thousand miles and charge into battle formation, and even ten thousand troops cannot stop them.

By now Bai Yu had arrived, and the Red Scaled Iron Cavalry must have arrived as well.

Twenty thousand Yan troops besieged Toyota County. Over the past three months, more than half of them had suffered casualties, and only eight thousand soldiers were left capable of fighting.

These eight thousand soldiers cannot stop the eight thousand Red Scale Iron Cavalry.

"retreat?"

Ouyang Xu pointed his spear diagonally at Zhang Yuan who was standing with a knife.

"He killed my brother Ouyang Ming. I want to bring his head back to report."

Pointing his spear at the mottled city wall ahead, Ouyang Xu's eyes were filled with fighting spirit: "This city is ours, the Zhenxi Army."

On the top of the city wall, the bow in Bai Shaoting's hand slowly turned into a full moon.

Not far away, the red war horses were rushing towards them with a torrent of dust.

Ouyang Xu pointed his spear forward, his eyes fixed on the top of the city wall, his body motionless.

"it is good."

A voice came from the top of the city.

A young man in his thirties wearing a moon-white robe walked up to Bai Shaoting and raised his hand to suppress the bow in his hand.

"This city is for you."

"But you can't kill him."

The young man in white robe pointed at Zhang Yuan with a calm expression.

"Ouyang Ming will deliver it in three days in perfect condition."

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In the swaying carriage, Zhang Yuan was lying with his eyes open, looking at the sunlight shining overhead, his face expressionless and a bit dull.

"Your tendons and veins are ripped, and you have over thirty wounds of varying sizes all over your body." The young man in a white robe, holding a scroll in his hand, looked at Zhang Yuan. "If we hadn't come, you would have died."

Zhang Yuan didn't speak, and Bai Shaoting, who was sitting opposite him, didn't speak either.

The young man in the white robe looked gloomy. He closed the book, looked at Zhang Yuan, and said bitterly, "A fight to the death in such a situation is nothing but the courage of a coward."

"Not an inch of the Qin Empire's territory can be lost." Zhang Yuan lay there, not looking at him, whispering.

"Those were all written by scholars like me to fool the people." The young man in the white robe clenched the book in his hand. "The Qin Dynasty lost Jiuzhou, lost the Great Wall in the north, lost—"

"Daqin didn't lose the backbone of our human race," Zhang Yuan turned his head and stared at the young man in white robes, "I lost Fengtian County."

"You didn't lose it." Bai Shaoting reached out and patted Zhang Yuan on the shoulder, "Yu Lin didn't lose it either."

Looking up at the young man in white robes opposite him, Bai Shaoting said softly, "Toyota County should have been given away long ago."

"Hmph, you martial arts brutes only know how to be brave and reckless. What's the point of just charging and killing?" The young man in white robe showed anger on his face and growled with gritted teeth.

"We took five cities in the northwest, but lost one in the west. Don't you understand?"

"This Toyota County is a gift to Ouyang Shucai."

"As long as he achieves Grandmaster status and leads the Zhenxi Army to surrender to the Qin Empire, we can annihilate half of Northern Yan without bloodshed."

"You guys who only care about fighting, if you really kill Ouyang Ming, then all my three years of planning will be wasted—"

"Han Xiao, stop talking." Bai Shaoting interrupted the young man in white robe.

"Why didn't I tell you? Don't you know how much effort we put into this plan? We almost--" The young man in white robe didn't finish his words and looked down at Zhang Yuan who had fallen asleep.

"I haven't finished talking yet, you are not allowed to sleep!"

Having said that, he slowly leaned back in the carriage, his eyes filled with loneliness.

"If there were a thousand Red Scale War Cavalry accompanying us this time, I, Bai Shaoting, would never give up Toyota County." Leaning back in the carriage, Bai Shaoting clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and spoke, his eyes red.

The young man in white robe opened his mouth and then slapped himself hard.

"My Great Qin has never abandoned any territory."

"I, Han Xiao, personally gave away an entire city."

"That's a city that three thousand soldiers risked their lives to defend..."

His tears rolled down.

Zhang Yuan was lying down, tears rolling down his eyes.

(End of this chapter)