Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 303 Murong Zhao, the might of the Qin Dynasty, how can you offend——

Bailiu Town.

The Bailiu River, more than ten feet wide, flows quietly through the town.

Xiao Lou, Princess Fengming and others led dozens of soldiers and protected more than a thousand civilians as they crossed the river from the wooden bridge over the river.

"Cross the river."

Princess Fengming looked at Shangguan Chenglin and others riding towards her on horseback and waved her hand.

Everyone quickly stepped onto the wooden bridge and rushed across the Bailiu River.

At this time, there were only less than a thousand soldiers and civilians around them.

After the people had crossed, the soldiers smashed the railings of the wooden bridge and pierced and cut several wooden boards with their spears.

As a result, the wooden bridge was shaky, but it did not collapse, it was just extremely difficult to walk on.

The wooden bridge was not wide to begin with, and now it was difficult for two people to walk side by side.

According to Princess Fengming's plan, after nearly 100,000 people from Gubei City left the city, they were continuously dispersed to villages and towns along the way.

Only three to five hundred or even a thousand people were left in each village, but they were lost along the way. By the time they reached Bailiu Town, only 20,000 were left.

There are only these few people who are scattered around and cross the Bailiu River.

Princess Fengming said that the Zhenxi Army came to attack the North City and would not waste time searching for the people.

And even if they searched for the people, it would be pointless.

If they want Gubei City, give it to them. The Zhenxi Army can't take Gubei City away anyway.

It is even more impossible for the Zhenxi Army to stay in Gubei City for a long time.

Except for Li Duanfang and others who were responsible for defending the territory, everyone else looked relaxed at this time.

After crossing the Bailiu River, smoke and dust could be seen in the distance. It was the Zhenxi Army chasing after them.

"As the princess said, the Zhenxi Army is chasing us."

Seeing the smoke and dust all over the sky, Li Duanfang and others breathed a sigh of relief.

The situation was exactly as Princess Fengming had said. The Zhenxi Army had no time to linger in Gubei City, nor did they have time to care about the people scattered in the villages and towns, so they pursued them with all their might.

At this point, even if they were really caught up and all died here, what would be the harm?

Princess Fengming and the others were walking along the road. When they reached Bailiu Mountain, they looked back and saw a group of Zhenxi Army soldiers slowly crossing the Bailiu River.

The damaged wooden bridge was shaky and the Zhenxi Army could only get on the bridge with about a hundred men, and then cross it slowly.

On the river bank, Murong Zhao's face had become extremely gloomy.

There is absolutely no way this wooden bridge could allow tens of thousands of people to cross.

If he still doesn't realize that he has been fooled after chasing him here, he is not Murong Zhao.

"Your Majesty, I tortured the town officials. They said that the total number of people from Gubei City in Bailiu Town is only about 10,000, and they are all scattered everywhere. The only ones left who crossed the Bailiu River are..."

The general who reported the incident looked up at Murong Zhao. Seeing Murong Zhao's expressionless face, he finally spoke: "Only a little over a thousand people crossed the Bailiu River."

An army of 70,000, chasing all the way, but in the end only caught up with a thousand or so people?
Even if I catch up with him, what’s the point?

On the river bank, everyone had sullen faces and lowered their heads.

This time, they were at a loss.

Where are the enemies?
Originally, they were full of confidence and wanted to take Gubei City in one battle.

But when we got to Gubei City, there wasn't a single enemy there, only our own people.

Bypassing Gubei City, the entire army launched an attack to catch up with the Qin people.

But when they chased him, even the Qin people were gone.

Invincible.

It's really invincible.

"Your Majesty, why don't we make a concerted effort to capture Yuzhen County, which is only two hundred miles away?"

"Your Majesty, we can divide our forces and directly occupy the northern border. In the northern border, except for Gubei City, there are not many defenders in other counties."

"Your Majesty, I suggest turning back and charging directly towards the Linghe camp to annihilate the Red Scale Army on the Linghe side."

The several generals standing in front of Murong Zhao's horse were all brought by him from the Dragon Armor Guards and the Imperial Guards. They were all battle-hardened generals.

What they said were all optional plans.

But, can Murong Zhao do what they say now?
On the Linghe side, the Jubei Army has been defeated, and it would be futile for the army to go there now.

If the 70,000 Zhenxi troops knew that the Jubei Army was defeated in Linghe, they would definitely have no fighting power left.

There is no point in them staying in the North, and if they split up their forces, they won't even have a chance to return to the West.

Murong Zhao looked solemn and slowly turned around.

His eyes met with Prince Zhao Ying Ji, who was standing not far away. Ying Ji's face was calm, and he smiled: "Marquis Yanbei, you are defeated."

Murong Zhao raised his hand, and King Zhao's body flew up uncontrollably, was dragged ten feet, and was strangled by Murong Zhao's neck.

Murong Zhao raised his head and looked into the distance.

"Ying Chongxiao, I will give you a hundred breaths of time. If you don't come to the Bailiu River, I will kill Ying Ji."

Murong Zhao's voice was like rolling thunder, roaring and resounding.

Dozens of miles away, on Bailiu Mountain, Princess Fengming and others' expressions changed drastically.

Xiao Lou had a complicated expression and sighed softly.

Li Duanfang and others clenched their fists and remained silent.

Princess Fengming's eyes were filled with sorrow, and her hands were clenched tightly.

A hundred miles away, on the top of the mountains, Ying Chongxiao laughed heartily, his body like an eagle, and one step into the air could cover a hundred feet.

Outside his body, a strong wind carried the sound of wind and thunder, attracting the surrounding clouds to follow.

The power of the Great Dao poured in, like a nine-day cloud dragon soaring into the sky!

"Murong Zhao, I invited you to a fight long ago. If you weren't so scared, how could you have ended up in this situation?"

"Murong Zhao, the might of the Great Qin is not something you can offend—"

Ying Chongxiao's voice rolled in, shaking the Bailiu River and causing the water to surge.

The Dragon Elephant Grandmaster can shake the heavens and the earth from a hundred miles away.

This scene made those standing by the Bailiu River and the hundreds of Zhenxi Army soldiers who crossed the river change their expressions.

Ying Chongxiao, the King of Qinlinglan, chooses to face Murong Zhao, the Emperor of Yan. The two Dragon Elephant Realm powerhouses are about to clash!

Murong Zhao's expression was stern. He grabbed King Zhao's neck with one hand and pressed down the long spear lying across his horse with the other hand. The power of the dragon and elephant in his body slowly rose.

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

As the war drums sounded, the blood, energy and evil spirit in the army began to condense.

Although the 70,000 Zhenxi troops did not directly form a battle formation, they were all veterans and had their own momentum when facing battle.

The soldiers' blood and energy combined with Murong Zhao's dragon-elephant power, solidifying the hundred-foot-tall dragon-elephant body behind him.

In the distance, Ying Chongxiao gathered his strength, stirred up wind and thunder, and with one step he covered a hundred feet, and was already thirty miles away.

The master is gathering strength, and the momentum is overwhelming.

The clash between the two powerful Dragon Elephant Realm warriors is about to happen.

On Bailiu Mountain, the guard beside Xiao Lou whispered, "King Linglan has no chance of winning..."

No chance of winning.

At this moment, everyone actually knew that King Linglan had no chance of winning.

Not to mention that Murong Zhao has been famous for many years and has practiced as the emperor of a country, so he has a deep foundation. The power of the 70,000 Zhenxi Army alone can easily defeat King Linglan.

What's more, Murong Zhao was threatening King Zhao's life at this time, and King Linglan was afraid to act rashly, so there was no chance of winning.

"This is Murong Zhao's purpose."

Princess Fengming looked into the distance with a complicated expression on her face.

"He knows that it is impossible to do anything. What he needs to do now is to slay the dragon elephant."

"He wants to use this to establish his authority."

If it weren't for King Linglan of the Dragon Elephant Realm, the Zhenxi Army would have marched straight in and captured Gubei City.

With the help of King Linglan and the Grandmaster who left the city, the army was able to contain the enemy and Gubei City was able to respond calmly and achieve the current state of breaking up the city into smaller units.

King Linglan can save Gubei City, but who will save King Linglan at this time?
"Mu, Rongzhao... Are you, underestimating, the Duke of Daqin..."

Before the battle formation, King Zhao, whose neck was being strangled by Murong Zhao, spoke with difficulty.

His palm slowly opened.

A green bead, emitting a faint spiritual light.

Murong Zhao turned his head and saw the bead, his eyes flashing.

"Fire Element Pearl!"

"boom--"

The green bead exploded, connecting with King Zhao's body and wrapping around Murong Zhao's body, and turned into endless flames!

(End of this chapter)