Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 330 Only the fierce demons can break through the gates of hell
Outside Gulin Temple.

Two thousand black cavalry returned in a winding manner.

In the setting sun, the black armor was covered with blood mud forming thick cocoons.

Everyone moved forward with the war horses, their bodies shaking slightly.

Even those who were at the Xiantian realm like Cao Xuan had their energy and blood exhausted after a bloody battle to defeat the enemy.

The top of the city was crowded with waiting miners, monk soldiers, and civilians.

"Daqin."

"Daqin."

"Daqin——"

Everyone looked at the black blood knight slowly returning in the sunset and cheered loudly.

Ding Yuan looked at the blood-red area surrounding the black warhorse, lowered his head slightly, and clasped his hands together.

"Only the fiercest demons can break through the gates of hell..."

……

The heavy gate of Gulin Temple opened and the people and miners rushed out.

They were all stunned when they saw the black knight covered in blood.

"Oh my god, how many people have been killed..."

The white-haired miner reached out to wipe the blood mud off the armor of the Black Cavalry soldier in front of him, but found that the blood mud was so thick that it wrapped around his palm.

"Snapped--"

Not far away, a soldier sitting on a warhorse fell down.

The surrounding miners were stunned at first, then surrounded them.

"Master Jun!"

"General, General is dead in battle..."

"The general died for us—"

Some people shed tears, while others clenched their fists.

"Quick, help the general off his horse."

"Water, bring water quickly."

"Take off your armor, take off your armor—"

Zhang Yuan sat upright on his warhorse, looking at the common people, miners, and the monks who had surrendered. He helped the Black Cavalry soldiers off their horses, took off their armor, and then washed the armor with water.

The blood that washed the cavalry and armor flowed, and the bloody smell filled the air.

"Oh my God, the soldiers brought back more than 8,000 pieces of armor!"

"Hiss, three thousand war horses, they've returned with three thousand war horses!"

There were exclamations of surprise, followed by cheers of pride.

How many powerful enemies did two thousand cavalrymen have to defeat in order to return with so many weapons, armor and horses?

At this moment, whether it was the Qin miners or the people in the city, they all regarded the Black Cavalry as their own people, cheered for their bravery and fearlessness, and shed tears for their sacrifices and injuries.

Cao Xuan and others behind Zhang Yuan looked at each other, their eyes fell on Zhang Yuan, with admiration in their eyes.

If it weren't for Zhang Yuan, they would never have achieved this result.

This is their glory.

The soldiers rested, the cavalry washed up, and all the soldiers went to the barracks to rest after a full meal.

The people of the city and so many miners volunteered to participate in everything.

When Zhang Yuan arrived at the main hall of Gulin Temple, Huang Laoliu handed him a jade pendant.

"The Dragon Elephant Grandmaster asked me to give it to you."

The Dragon Elephant Master that Huang Laoliu mentioned was the one Zhang Yuan had met before.

The existence of the Dragon Elephant Grandmaster can be said to be one of Zhang Yuan’s confidences.

Even if they face an army of thirty to fifty thousand, the two Dragon Elephant Grandmasters can remain undefeated when working together.

Although the Dragon Elephant Grandmaster said that he came only for Master Chanxin, it does not mean that he will not take action when the situation is really critical.

Zhang Yuan took the jade pendant and his spiritual sense penetrated into it.

"I'm not good at military tactics. I'm just a little more familiar with the Liangyuan Territory and the Northwest Territory."

"I'll probably plan something for you and see if I can give you more life."

……

"There's no hope. Please burn some more paper money for them."

There was a hint of cunning in Zhao Yu's words from within the jade pendant, which brought a smile to Zhang Yuan's face.

The little girl's gentle words helped calm the blood in his body after the battle.

"If you really want to help them return to Daqin, I recommend someone."

"If he's willing to take action, there's a good chance he can bring the person back, but—"

……

This little girl had no idea she was being tricked and was still trying to figure out how to benefit him. Zhang Yuan held onto the jade pendant, his eyes gleaming.

Although Zhao Yu was not good at military combat, he was indeed well-organized in logistics planning.

Traveling through the wilderness, drinking water, food, tents, and how to enforce discipline.

These are more important than weapons.

For example, in that valley, if Zhang Yuan had not drawn his sword and killed people, making all the miners afraid to make noise, there would never be the peace we have now.

Many times, killing is done to stop killing.

"The eldest prince."

Zhang Yuan put away the jade pendant and looked outside the hall.

This gift from the eldest prince is very special.

he likes.

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No one knows how many people from the Qin Dynasty entered Liangyuan territory.

Or, someone knows but is unwilling to admit it.

Defeated 8,000 in one battle.

Capture Gulin Temple in one battle.

Defeated an army of 50,000 in one battle.

How many people came from Daqin?
Was it the mere two thousand known by reconnaissance, or the thirty, fifty, or eighty thousand mentioned by the defeated soldiers on all sides, or was it the million-strong army advocated by the Great Qin Grandmaster?

No matter how many people came from Daqin, the temples from all sides tacitly agreed not to gather around Gulin Temple.

The great Qin master said that only the Prajna Zen Temple would be killed.

"When Prajna Zen Monastery seized the Yutan Mountain gold mine and made a killing, did they ever think of you?"

"Everyone, the world of Liangyuan Territory is about to change. I, Yao, have calculated that Chanxin won't live long."

"You have been kneeling for too long. You don't know that Qinren is here to rescue Liang Yuanyu."

"The Qin people want to occupy the Liangyuan area? What a joke! The Qin area is so prosperous, yet they want to occupy the impoverished Liangyuan area. Are they stupid, or do they just want to support a few more Buddhas who act like living fathers?"

Such remarks began to spread among various forces at some point.

Prajna Zen Forest.

Master Chanxin, dressed in black monk's robes, had a gloomy expression on his face.

In front of him was Master Gu Ming, whose expression was even more solemn and gloomy.

The Qin people were so powerful that they forced the temples on all sides to surrender.

The original momentum that called for all parties to gather together was broken just like that.

Prajna Zen Temple can now only rely on itself and a few die-hard forces around it to deal with the Qin people.

The key point is that they don’t know how many Qin people there are.

In the main hall, nearly twenty monks in the Xiantian realm all had their hands clasped together, their brows lowered, and were chanting scriptures in a low voice.

"Recite the sutras, recite the sutras, recite the damn sutras!" Master Gu Ming tore off the rosary in the hand of the monk in the middle stage of the Xiantian realm and roared.

"The Qin army is coming to attack us. Chanting scriptures is useless. Can we ask the Ming King to help us kill the enemy?"

Master Gu Ming gritted his teeth and crushed the rosary in his hand.

The expressions of those monks in the Xiantian realm changed, and they took a step back unconsciously.

"That's not a bad idea." The head monk, Master Chanxin, chuckled and said.

Master Gu Ming was stunned.

Master Chanxin waved his hand.

Those monks in the Xiantian realm breathed a sigh of relief and quickly bowed and left the hall.

Master Gu Ming watched them leave, then turned to look at Master Chanxin, his face showing surprise: "Brother, you, you mean, to attract the Ming Wang Sect--"

He lowered his voice and whispered, "The Great Qin has issued an order that anyone who helps creatures from outsiders to descend upon Yongtianzhou will be punished..."

Master Chanxin's gaze slowly fell on him.

"Why, Junior Brother, do you still want to please the Qin people?"

"If not, hand over Brother to atone for his crime?"

Gu Ming shuddered and quickly lowered his head: "Brother, you and I are one, we share life and death."

Master Chanxin nodded, his expression turning calm.

"Go, set up the altar to attract the powerful ones from the Zizai Mingwang Sect."

"Blood food must be plentiful."

There was a depth in his eyes, and the murderous intent in them could not be concealed.

"The Qin people can come if they want."

"Let's see who dies first!"

(End of this chapter)