Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 300: Kill the Grandmaster in Formation!

"Woo——"

The sound of cavalry charge horns echoed along the riverbank.

The blood-red smoke column illuminated the night sky blood-red.

A thousand cavalrymen were several miles away, roaring and charging, their horses' hooves stamped, shaking the mountains and rivers.

Thousands of cavalry, like ten thousand troops.

Each war horse is heavily armored.

Every soldier exuded a faint demonic aura.

With spears raised forward, the thousands of soldiers looked like one, all with bloodshot eyes.

The leading general's blood and energy surged in his body like a rolling river.

Grandmaster!

There was only one master in the Anti-Northern Army, and that was Murong Tong, Duke of Yu of Northern Yan.

Murong Tong was the commander of the Northern Yan Dragon Armor Guard. He was appointed to lead a thousand Dragon Armor Guards and thirty thousand guards to form the Northern Rejection Army, which confronted the Red Scale Army and the Northwest Army across the Ling River.

The war horses galloped, and Murong Tong's face showed determination and fierceness.

He pointed the spear in his hand forward, and all the aura of the master on his body merged with that of the thousand warriors behind him, causing the blood and demonic power to surge, and transformed into the shadow of a hundred-foot-long dragon python.

His gaze fell on the mountain-like formation of the 1,000 Red Scale Army.

In front of the military formation, Li Jinyun, with the evil power surging in his body, looked up. The two men were several miles apart and their eyes met.

Killing intent.

Murong Tong's eyes were filled with murderous intent!
Three hundred Dragon Armor Guards attempted to surround and kill the Great Qin Grandmaster in Toyota County but failed and were instead defeated by the Black Cavalry.

This is a great humiliation for the Dragon Armor Guards.

Later, the eight hundred black cavalrymen of the Qin Dynasty defeated an army of 20,000 in Liangyuan area and killed the master in battle, becoming the most famous person.

The reputation of the Dragon Armor Guard is considered by the world to be far inferior to that of the Great Qin Black Armor.

Murong Tong was filled with murderous intent at this moment, and all his energy, blood, and evil power were concentrated to the extreme.

He was waiting for this opportunity.

Waiting for an opportunity to kill the Grandmaster with the Dragon Armor Guard Formation!
He finally waited for this opportunity.

"kill--"

The cavalry galloped, and Murong Tong shouted to the sky.

In the night sky, evil spirits and blood swirled around, and the war horses galloped.

Li Jinyun did not speak, but just gripped the sword tightly. The blood and energy in his body were connected with the generals behind him, and turned into a giant tiger with scales and armor.

"boom--"

The spirit beasts collided, and the war cavalry collided with the Red Scale Army formation.

The long sword in Li Jinyun's hand collided with Murong Tong's spear, and his body flew backwards with blood spurting out of his mouth.

The Red Scale Army formation that blocked the cavalry was directly broken open and torn in two.

The Dragon Armor Guards broke through the Red Scale Army's formation and rushed to the river bank. They thrust their spears and galloped on horseback, killing the Red Scale Army and the Northwest Army who had just arrived at the shore and had not yet formed a formation.

"Stop them—"

"Guard the pontoon—"

Li Jinyun shouted loudly, holding a sword in his hand, and led the remaining Red Scale Army to chase after the Dragon Armor Guard.

Unfortunately, the Dragon Armor Guards did not try to break the pontoon bridge, but instead circled around, created some distance, and regrouped their troops.

Murong Tong, holding a spear, had a calm expression.

In front, Li Jinyun led several hundred Red Scale Army soldiers, gathered three to five thousand soldiers who had crossed the river, and formed a battle formation in a hurry, with their energy and blood scattered.

"kill--"

Murong Tong shouted loudly, and his cavalry galloped away, followed closely by the Dragon Armor Guards, rushing towards the chaotic Red Scale Army.

Li Jinyun looked up, took a deep breath, and the evil power in his body vibrated. He held the sword and rushed towards the Dragon Armor Guard.

Behind him, the Red Scale Army soldiers roared and charged towards the Dragon Armor Guard cavalry.

On the bank of the Ling River, Ouyang Shucai, with his hands behind his back, looked calm and sighed softly, "Li Jinyun ultimately failed to survive this disaster. The Red Scale Army is finished..."

……

In the distance, the black bear Yuchi Feng, who was running with big strides, pulled the reins. He looked up at the Ling River where his blood was surging, his face full of anxiety.

"Brother Zhang, let's charge."

He clenched his fists and looked at the place where the master's power collided.

That was the bank of Ling River, and he was very familiar with the power of the master.

The commander of the Red Scale Army, Marquis Jingyun Li Jinyun.

Beside Yuchi Feng, the other Red Scale Cavalry generals were also anxious, and they couldn't wait to rush into the formation to rescue.

"That's too late."

Zhang Yuan looked at the battlefield that was still dozens of miles away and shook his head.

"Even if we stop hiding now and charge into the battle, we won't be able to save anyone and will be trapped there again."

"If we cannot defeat the enemy in one blow, all these ten thousand soldiers will die."

What Zhang Yuan said was the truth.

If the army approaches silently and then charges into the battle formation, catching the Northern Army completely off guard and unawares, they can indeed defeat the enemy in one blow.

But the distance was dozens of miles, and the traces of the army were exposed. Even if there were several masters, they would not be able to defeat the Jubei Army on the battlefield over there.

If we cannot defeat the Jubei Army in one blow, then these 10,000 soldiers will not even have the chance to return to Qin territory.

Yuchi Feng and others certainly knew that Zhang Yuan was telling the truth.

They traveled all night just to launch a surprise attack, not to engage in a head-on confrontation with the Northern Army.

"Walk."

Zhang Yuan growled, pulled the reins of his warhorse, restrained his aura, and walked forward quickly.

In the rear, all the soldiers gritted their teeth, led their horses, and followed with their heads down.

After walking only ten miles, there was a roar on the battlefield and a column of smoke rose up.

The Grandmaster has fallen!

The pillar of light from the fallen Grandmaster rose up, feeding back the Qi, blood, and evil energy of heaven and earth, rushing through the clouds and causing colorful lights and shadows in the night sky.

"Marquis Jingyun!" "Commander!"

Yuchi Feng's eyes were red and his blood was surging.

A low roar and soft sobs were heard among the ten thousand red-scaled warriors.

"The Great Yan Dragon Armor Guards executed Li Jinyun, the commander of the Qin State's Red Scale Army. Why don't you surrender—"

The loud shout echoed throughout the wilderness.

Murong Tong's voice.

The Dragon Armor Guards killed the Grandmaster.

Beside Zhang Yuan, Du Chongjiu and the others all had heavy expressions on their faces, and they just lowered their heads and walked quickly forward.

They are also masters, but the power of a master is of limited effect on a battlefield where tens of thousands of troops are fighting.

Li Jinyun, the leader of the Red Scale Army, was also a master, but he was killed in front of the Dragon Armor Guards.

"Mountain--"

A sound was heard on the bank of the river.

A surge of energy and blood from the master soared up.

"Mountain--"

"Mountain--"

"Mountain--"

The loud shouts of the Qin soldiers resounded, and their energy and blood condensed into mountain-like light and shadow.

"It's the commander of the Northwest Army, Yunlei Bo Leiming."

Yuchi Feng spoke in a deep voice.

Zhang Yuan said nothing, but just led his warhorse and walked faster and faster.

Li Jinyun couldn't hold it, and Lei Ming was even less likely to do so.

"boom--"

The energy and blood collided in front, and the power of the two masters shook.

The shadow of the mountain condensed by the thunder collapsed, then scattered and condensed again.

"Woo——"

The horn sounded.

On the river bank, flames shot up into the sky, and teams of soldiers and cavalry pressed towards the Ling River.

The entire Jubei Army was dispatched to push all the Qin troops into the river!

The crumbling aura of the Grandmaster gathered together and merged with the blood and evil spirit of the army to form a faint mountain.

Fight to the death.

"How can you say you have no clothes——"

"With you as a fellow soldier—"

By the river, the sound of a mighty and vast war song rang out.

That is the determination to fight to the death.

Zhang Yuan looked up, took a deep breath, and let out a long shout.

"Mount!"

The sound was like thunder, resounding for hundreds of miles!
Grandmaster!

Grandmaster Gangsha rises straight up to the sky!
Right on the bank of Ling River, an army of nearly 200,000 was clashing, and less than ten miles outside the battlefield, there was a master lurking!

"boom--"

The second master's evil spirit!
The third master's evil spirit!
The fourth master's evil spirit!
In the back, the power of the seven masters mobilized the qi and blood, rushing upwards.

Outside the battlefield, such combat power lurks!
"How can you say you have no clothes——"

Drawing his sword, Zhang Yuan looked up to the sky and shouted.

"With, you, the same, robe—"

Ten thousand red-scaled war horses, with battle songs boiling, their blood and murderous energy condensed in an instant, transforming into a thousand-foot-long ferocious beast, Qiongqi!
The war horses galloped, their energy, blood and murderous spirit combined. Zhang Yuan held a knife in his hand and shouted loudly.

"My Great Qin——"

On the bank of Ling River, thousands of riders behind him shouted loudly.

"mighty--"

"My Great Qin——"

"mighty--"

Ten thousand cavalrymen turned into a blood-red torrent, and instantly broke through the battle formation of the Jubei Army, which was completely unable to cope with it, from the rear, broke through the soldiers who were fleeing in panic, broke through the thirty thousand bewildered guards, and rushed to the front of the one thousand dragon-armored guards.

Zhang Yuan's gaze fell on Murong Tong, who was standing in front of the Dragon Armor Guard. The master's aura was surging, and his face showed a bit of panic.

Zhang Yuan was filled with murderous intent.

He pointed his long sword forward and shouted like thunder.

"kill--"

In a triangular battle formation, the army charged forward, the four masters combined their strength, and the seven half-step masters in the back blended their strength.

"boom--"

The energy and blood condensed in the battle formation broke through the sky, making the night sky as bright as day.

The cavalry rushed past.

Cut it down with one knife.

A pillar of light, representing the fall of a Grandmaster, rose up.

The State of Yan resisted the Northern Army, and the head of the leader of the Dragon Armor Guard, Duke of Yu Murong Tong, flew ten feet high!

Kill the master in formation!

Not a single one of the thousand Dragon Armor Guards was left alive, all of them were killed!

The changing situation on the battlefield left Ouyang Shucai, who was standing on the river bank, stunned.

When did the Qin Dynasty have such a powerful army lurking around!
If Murong Tong dies, the Northern Army will be destroyed!
"The Black Bear General of the Great Qin Red Scale Army, Yuchi Feng, killed Duke Murong Tong of Northern Yan in battle. The Dragon Armor Guards have been executed. Those who surrender will not be killed—"

Zhang Yuan's voice rang out on the river bank.

(End of this chapter)